The Evil God of Hogwarts

"Merlin's beard." Lena shook her head and shouted, "I thought you could be smarter. Don't you feel it yet? The future belongs to Muggles, and the future belongs to Muggle technology."

Xing Ze could hear the strong sense of confidence in the girl's voice. She was now like a victorious rooster, with pity for Xing Ze in her eyes.

"I must say one more thing, sir," she added, "I know a lot more about the wizarding world than you think."

Bang bang bang, crisp applause sounded.

Lena frowned. She originally thought that her words would convince Xing Ze. At least this trick would work for Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. But judging from the other party's joking expression, she failed.

"Okay, okay, although I don't know where you learned these messy things, but don't take it too seriously." Xing Ze said, "As for your suggestion, my answer is no. Yes, you heard it right. ."I don't accept the deal."

"Aren't you afraid that I will hand over the photos?"

Xing Ze stood up straight, shrugged and said, "Go ahead, kid. Why not give it a try?"

After saying this, he strode away.

Maybe the school board came to him. But in any case, if you want to expel him from the school, you have to ask the Key Office for permission. I am afraid that the first person on the board of directors to stand up against it was Ali's father, Albert Shafiq.

…

At noon, Xing Ze came to the Three Broomsticks Bar, and Ms. Rosmerta was a little surprised by his arrival.

"I didn't receive a reservation," the lady whispered, "but if you're just here for a drink, I welcome you."

"No, you know, dear lady." Xing Ze smiled kindly, "I don't drink."

"Oh? Then why are you here?" Rosmerta waved her magic wand, and the two large beer glasses behind her flew to a table in the store, followed closely by a small barrel of beer.

"I want to find M."

"Then you can try your luck at Gringotts in Diagon Alley instead of coming to me. Soda? If you don't drink anything, I'll have to ask you out."

Xing Ze took out a few coins from his pocket and said, "Then let's have a drink, lemon flavored."

"Hey, young man," Rosmerta said while pouring water from the counter, "I appreciate what you do and appreciate who you are. But the rules are the rules, and you can't arrange a meeting without making an appointment."

"Yes, the rules are the rules." Xing Ze nodded, "At my current level, I can't meet with members of the higher level. I can only wait for them to come and meet with me. But the rules are made by people, and there will always be flexibility. when."

"You really think that?"

"I am 100% sure that even the most devout believers in the church will have evil thoughts, let alone us. Dear lady, let me put it another way..."

Xing Ze reached out and took the bottle of soda, "If breaking the rules is for the right thing, will you help me?"

The female boss smiled, put down the cleaning cloth in her hand, and put her hands on the bar, "If it's correct enough, I will consider it."

"Someone is betraying the organization." Xing Ze whispered, "I can't reveal more. It's not safe to talk here."

"Traitor? How funny. They recruited me thirteen years ago as a point of contact. If there's one thing I'm not used to, it's traitors.

"Every year, at least four or five people come to me and say that there is a traitor in the organization. So, young man, give me a better excuse."

"There is no other excuse, because what I told is the truth." Xing Ze replied helplessly and sincerely.

"If that's the case, what you need is not M, but someone of a higher level. M is not qualified to judge traitors."

"I have to confirm the evidence first, right?"

Rosmerta's face looked uncertain. After a few minutes, she said, "There are card games every night at the Leaky Cauldron."

"Thank you very much, my dear lady."

"Hey, young man." Rosmerta stopped Xing Ze who was about to leave, "Don't make me regret helping you."

"Of course."

Meanwhile, the Hogwarts library.

"I hate libraries." Ron buried his head in the book "The Great Discovery of Modern Magic".

"Stop complaining," Hermione whispered. "Mrs. Pince will hear you."

Ron turned his head sideways, looked at Hermione with one eye and said, "Then let her hear it. It's snowing outside, you two, we should go have a snowball fight instead of staying in the library."

Harry flipped through "Study on the Development of Modern Witchcraft". The book was as thick as a red brick.

"Ron, we have to find out who Nico Flamel is."

"But we've been searching for almost a week and haven't found anything." Ron had no intention of raising his head. "If I continue to stay in the library, George and Fred will definitely treat me as a joke."

With a "bang", Hermione closed her copy of "The Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century" and shook her head at the other two people, "Without him. Maybe we can ask Mrs. Pince."

"No, Hermione." Harry denied in a low voice, "We can't guarantee whether Mrs. Pince will tell Snape."

"Harry, Snape may not really want to harm you." Hermione also whispered back.

"Is it Mr. Xing Ze's rhetoric again?" Ron finally raised his head, "I don't believe it. If Snape doesn't want to harm us, why does he target us everywhere?"

"I don't know." Hermione replied, "But I believe Mr. Xingze, he is the least likely to harm us."

"But he won't help us either." Harry muttered.

Hermione shook her head and said nothing more. They had been arguing about this issue long enough for a week.

"I'm hungry," Ron said suddenly.

"Didn't you have lunch?" Hermione had never understood Ron's appetite.

She looked at Harry, hoping he could persuade the glutton, but this time Harry sided with Ron.

"Let's go get something to eat, my head is going to explode if I keep reading."

"Okay, go ahead. I can find Nico Flamel by myself." The girl said somewhat unhappily.

"Don't be angry, Hermione." Harry comforted, "We'll be back soon, it won't take half an hour."

"I hope so."

Shortly after Harry and Ron left, a blond girl sat down opposite Hermione. She coughed slightly, successfully attracting Hermione's attention.

"Lena, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked in surprise.

The girl in front of me is a popular star in the first grade. She is not only beautiful, elegant and generous in behavior, but also intelligent.

It can be said that when God created her, he must have given her the best things in the world.

Lena blinked her lake-blue eyes and smiled, "Why can't I come to the library, Hermione?" Her eyes were like magic, making people fall into them unconsciously.

After regaining consciousness, Hermione lowered her head and replied: "I mean...how are you alone?"

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