Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 13 Sixty-year-old Old Tom

"Grandpa, what do you think of the Dark Lord?"

Old Devin's hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the tea cup: "Ahem, Connor, why do you want to ask this question?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask." Connor calmly took a sip of black tea. I can't tell you that I made a wish to kill him yesterday. I'll come to you today to inquire about the enemy.

Lao Diwen also took a sip of tea, organized his words, and after a while he said:

"The Dark Lord, let me think about it, when I enrolled in Hogwarts, he was still the president of our Slytherin student union."

"Wait a minute." Connor almost spit out water at this moment, "Grandpa, are you saying that the Dark Lord is your student union president?"

"Oh, yes, actually there are not a few people who know the true identity of the Dark Lord. After all, people cannot appear out of thin air."

"No, no. I'm not surprised by this. Okay, you continue." Connor shook his head and said. He was just surprised by Voldemort's age. He really didn't expect that Voldemort was older than his grandfather. He was very interested in Voldemort. My impression is still that of the noseless monster in the movie. I didn’t expect that some people may appear bright and shiny on the surface, but secretly they are terrible old men.

"He is indeed a very charismatic person and an outstanding Lord, but unfortunately he is too tyrannical." Devin took another sip of tea: "Our Lake family has ancestral precepts not to interfere with power easily. Dispute, I did the same thing back then. About ten years ago, the Dark Lord began to expand his followers, that is, the Death Eaters. He also came to visit me, and I can still recall the aura in him. The surging magic power almost overflows from the body."

"He also visited you? What did he want to see you for?" Connor asked curiously.

"Of course he asked our family to take sides. At that time, he was already preparing for war with the Ministry of Magic. I used the family motto as an excuse to refuse him, but I also 'lent' tens of thousands of gold galleons," Lao Di Wen sighed and said, "At that time, I sent your two aunts abroad, but they never came back once they left the country. It's really..."

Spend money to buy peace? I didn't expect that my family was Voldemort's creditor. Tsk, this bad old man actually refused to repay his debt. He was indeed a damn gangster terrorist.

"The Dark Lord is a racist. He believes that Muggle-born wizards have tarnished the sanctity of magic. He advocates pure-blood supremacy, which makes his ideas very popular among pure-blood wizard families. And he is very powerful, very powerful. , he said he had conquered death and even had many followers in other countries."

"But later, his behavior became more and more violent. He put magic on his name. Many wizards who opposed him were threatened or even killed by him. People were afraid of him and did not dare to call him by his name. They called him mysterious And the Ministry of Magic had nothing to do with him. At that time, the entire British wizarding world was shrouded in his terrifying shadow. Wizards did not dare to go out for fear of meeting a Death Eater on the road and accidentally eating one. "Remember the curse"

Old Devin sighed and said: "We, the neutral traditional wizarding families, are okay. Those Muggle-born wizards had to hide everywhere, had no way out, and were in a bleak situation. In fact, I don't agree with his ideas. In my opinion, As long as it can show the potential of wizards, it is the blood of wizards. It may be atavism or other reasons. The ancestors of Muggle wizards must also have wizards. The pure-blood argument is just the feeling of some old guys from pure-blood families. Their own interests were threatened, so they bet on Voldemort as a way to eliminate dissidents. They wanted to take advantage of the Dark Lord, but they misjudged the Dark Lord's power and evil, and ended up suffering the consequences."

Connor thought thoughtfully and asked: "Did the Dark Lord succeed? Did he conquer death as he said?"

"I don't know, kid, but I think he's still alive because the Death Eaters still have his mark, the Dark Mark. If he had died, the mark would have disappeared, but unfortunately it didn't, so I think He's still alive."

"What if he comes back one day?" Connor said innocently.

"Although the Dark Lord is very powerful, we don't need to be afraid of him. Connor, you have to know that the world is very big, and you need to have a broader vision. The Dark Lord is only slightly famous in the UK or Europe. He is not Not the most powerful, there are many unknowns in this world waiting for you to explore, such as the United States, Egypt or your father's Far East."

Old Devin said with complicated emotions: "Although I don't want to admit it, your father is indeed a powerful wizard. He was on par with me back then. And do you know how many people there are in the Far East?"

This is the first time that Connor has seen his grandfather mention his cheap father. Who would have thought that they had a fight back then? The population of the Far East? He knew this very well and said, "About a billion?"

"Yes, there are more than a billion people. The UK only has a population of 50 million, and there are almost 10,000 wizards. How many wizards do you think there are in that country in the Far East?" Old Devin sighed and said, "No one dares to Go provoke the wizarding world over there. If they weren't constantly fighting among themselves, not interested in the outside world, and extremely xenophobic, I wouldn't mind your mother."

Old Devine shook his head and said: "In short, the Dark Lord is not invincible. Although he is called the most dangerous dark wizard, it is because he kills whole families at every turn. And you are a pure-blood wizard and you don't have anything to worry about. , as long as we don’t provoke him, he won’t deal with us.”

But I not only want to provoke him, but also want him to receive the lunch box, Connor complained silently, but after hearing what his grandfather said, he looked down on Voldemort a little more. Sure enough, a man who only knows how to live in a nest wants to have trouble with a middle school student. There's nothing to fear about an old man with a bad nose who can't beat others. But the work that needs to be done still needs to be done

"Grandpa, how should I improve my strength? I also want to become a powerful wizard." Connor blinked his big eyes, looking shamefully cute.

Old Devin smiled and touched Connor's head and said: "Hahaha, Connor, don't be so anxious. You still have a long life. You will have a lot of time to learn powerful magic in the future. But now I think you should Go enjoy your childhood. I decided yesterday not to teach you new magic before you enter school. You should go out and play more, such as with the Weasley children you met yesterday? You shouldn't live every day In drawing and magic? How about trying a broomstick? I was Slytherin's Seeker back then."

What? ? Connor was stunned, why didn't you let me study and let me go out to play when I wanted to study? ? ! Are all foreigners today so indulgent of their children? All I have in mind is studying, Ke Sui! !

As a result, no matter how cute and coquettish Connor was, old Devin was not going to teach Connor any new magic. He only said that Connor was now more powerful than many third-grade wizards. He just needed to practice the magic he had learned before. of.

In the end, Connor dropped his head on the sofa in frustration, like a salted fish. Without new magic, I will die.jpg. At this time, a dog who was studying under the guidance of his family teacher finally found a chance to go to the toilet. Ivan passed by in confusion, but Connor controlled a magic slap on his buttocks. He glared at Connor and ran upstairs in shame.

In the end, Old Devin couldn't stand looking at Connor who was lying on the sofa pretending to be dead. He came over and said, "Okay, okay, Connor, I think maybe your father will leave you something, but I won't What prevents you from learning the magic of the Far East? After all, you have half the blood of a Far Eastern wizard. I think you can ask Foluo."

As a result, before Old Devine could finish speaking, Connor had already run away as a burst of green smoke rose, leaving behind a petrified Old Devine holding a stack of Pokemon, pitiful, sad, helpless, and a little tempted to play cards.

Happy Halloween????~\\(≧▽≦)/~

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