harry potter book of crimes

When it comes to treating everyone equally without prejudice, Ms. Helga Hufflepuff, one of the founders of Hogwarts, should be the one who deserves the title.

While the other three founders were selecting their students according to their own requirements, only Hufflepuff was well-educated. Even the house elves brought by Salazar Slytherin from the family were under her care.

I learned the food magic there.

There is no doubt that such a broad mind is worthy of admiration.

However, in addition to Ms. Hufflepuff, there is actually another very famous wizard who also never pays attention to bloodline. Although to this day, no one knows the full name of that wizard, but everyone still knows

They all still remember his disgraceful name:

He is the despicable Herbo.

Yes, in Haierbo's eyes, no identity or bloodline is important, only personal understanding and talent are the key.

In his opinion, these two things cannot be influenced by bloodline and origin. After all, since ancient times, there have always been many people who came from humble origins but still managed to climb to the top.

So to a certain extent, he seems to be more picky than anyone else when choosing his subordinates and apprentices, but if you look at it from another angle, he is actually the same kind of person who never looks at others with preconceived eyes.

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In this era, Haierbo has reappeared in the world. In need of manpower, he naturally began to recruit new followers.

And it is obvious that his philosophy, which he has maintained since ancient times, has not changed to this day.

In fact, when it comes to this, I have to say something for Martin - at least in terms of magical talent and diligence, he is still impeccable. Even his mind in doing things may not be that bad.

It can only be said that compared with a wizard like Maka, who even Haierbo himself admired and even regarded as his opponent, it is indeed too difficult for him.

However, although Martin is being torn around by Maka in secret to some extent, it can almost be said that he fell half before he exerted any strength. But no one said it, Haierbo accepted him as an "apprentice", right?

Now, just as Maca and Scrimgeour were being interviewed by the Daily Prophet, Martin finally met in private with another wizard who was favored by Haierbo.

Moreover, this time it is not like the one Maka pretended to be in the underground church last time, but a person who actually has a similar experience to Martin.

"Hey!"

In the Sleeping Dragon Bar, an underground black market with noisy dance music and enchanting Veela, the short wizard standing behind Martin stretched out his hand and patted his lower back.

There is no way, this short wizard is not ordinary short, he is even smaller than the fairy-mixed Iluli!

"Um?"

Martin, who was alone and angry, felt someone touch him three inches above his buttocks. He suddenly shrank as if he was electrocuted, and then turned his head away even more angrily.

"What are you doing——"

Before he finished speaking, he discovered that there was no one in the close range behind him. After the short man patted him again, Martin finally lowered his head and saw this tall stool that was almost the same as the bar stool.

Average height "little guy".

"Fairy?"

He muttered, and then thought of Iluli and Pansy again - which made him look at him with two evil eyes.

"Damn goblin!"

"You are the monster!"

Even amidst the deafening dynamic music, the shouts of the short wizard can still be roughly heard, which shows how loud this "little guy" is.

Immediately afterwards, Martin saw the other party suddenly pull open his hood, revealing a mature face that was somewhat out of place on such a figure.

When Martin saw it, he curled his lips again and shouted impatiently:

"Not a goblin yet!"

"Does your elf have round ears?"

Obviously, in addition to special elf blood, dwarfism will also make a person always maintain a child-like height and body shape. This kind of natural developmental delay is not only occasionally seen among wizards, but also exists among Muggles.

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But even though such a wizard was different from ordinary people, Haierbo still didn't care and even accepted him as his apprentice in this era.

Of course, being able to become a wizard apprentice does not mean that you can learn a lot of magic from Haierbo. In the ancient magic world, wizard apprentices were actually just a group of slightly more advanced miscellaneous people before they received further recognition from their teachers.

Just serve.

Just as Martin frowned and stared at the short winter melon in front of him and yelled, he heard the other party suddenly put aside the topic of fairies and asked loudly:

"Idiot! Let me ask you, are you also the teacher's student?"

When Martin heard this, his expression finally changed suddenly.

"What? Did you..." Just as he was speaking, he suddenly shook his head and then turned around and said, "No, wait! How did you know that I was the same?"

It was obviously not difficult for the "apprentice" Maka pretended to know his identity in the underground church last time, but now he was in a bar where anyone could come.

Even though there were no codes or marks on either side, the dwarf wizard was able to identify his identity. This inevitably made Martin hesitate.

But as soon as Martin asked this question, he saw the other party rolling his eyes at him.

"Don't use your standards to measure my ability!" The short man pointed at his eyes, then stood on tiptoes and poked Martin's body with a finger, "Do you understand? I can see your soul!"

It must be said that although this world is often unfair, it can unexpectedly show its fair side in some aspects.

Although this short man was born with dwarfism, he was quite gifted physically.

Even wizards like Maka and Haierbo need to study the rules of the soul in depth before they can sense the soul, but this guy naturally possesses this unique ability.

Martin was stunned by what he said. He could think of something that Halbo had done to him, and he subconsciously touched the chest where he had been poked.

Yes, he still remembered - before he separated from Herbo, the other party left a "seed" on him. And that seed was said to be rooted in the depths of his soul and provide him with resources in the future.

An opportunity to become stronger.

And it is precisely because of that "magic seed" that he cannot learn any ancient magic until it blooms into the flower of his soul.

Put it this way...is it possible that this short winter melon can really see souls?

Before Martin finished speaking, he heard the other party continue:

"The teacher has planted seeds in every apprentice, and this is also the best evidence for us to identify each other - do you understand now, idiot?"

Martin was scolded by this guy and became a little bit irritable. After all, in general, his own skills were inferior to others.

After hesitating for a moment, he frowned and asked:

"Didn't the teacher not allow us to meet each other in private? Why did you come over and recognize me? Aren't you afraid of the teacher's punishment?"

"Stupid...stupid!" The other party immediately yelled and cursed again, and added as if he was not satisfied with the scolding, "I think you must not have contacted the teacher recently, right? The current situation is completely different from before.

Got it!"

Halfway through, he thought about it and simply climbed onto the high stool next to him with great effort, standing there and getting closer to Martin.

"Listen, the teacher has already said it! In the next period of time, we must work together to speed up the development of believers - spread that magic ritual, the sooner the better, the more the better! In the future, those people will

It will become our most direct force!"

Finally, the short wizard standing on the stool waved his hand and said:

"I think you'd better contact the teacher as soon as possible... Of course, it still has to be on the premise that you won't be exposed!"

"ah!"

Martin opened his mouth half-open and nodded blankly.

There was certainly nothing suspicious about contacting the teacher, but what he was most concerned about at the moment was Muriel being imprisoned in the dungeons of the Ministry of Magic.

If I contact the teacher now, I probably won’t have the energy to care about Muriel’s life or death.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the short wizard immediately rolled his eyes after saying this.

"Also, remember not to be so conspicuous next time! I don't know what happened to you, but even in a place like this, don't forget your identity and mission!"

After that, the other party jumped off the high stool and walked towards the door of the bar without even leaving a name.

"Just now...was I very conspicuous?" Martin looked at the back of the short winter melon and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "Damn it, even if it was like that...you are so yelling and jumping up and down, obviously you are no better than me.

How good am I!"

They are both wizard apprentices who were taken under Haier Bo's command. Although they can be said to be companions, I'm afraid they are more of a competitor. In this case, it is no wonder that both parties have a bad face.

After sitting in front of the bar, leaning against the edge of the table and meditating for a moment, Martin suddenly turned around, picked up the house elf's already full cup, and took another gulp.

After drinking the glass of beer to the bottom again, he slapped the glass on the bar, threw down the money and hurriedly left this noisy wizard bar.

After a period of harassment by the short wizard, Martin no longer wanted to drink to vent, and could only return to Knockturn Alley with more worries and troubles.

"Muriel...no, never give up!"

When Martin wandered for a few steps in the deep alley outside Mianlong Bar, letting the cold air in the alley wrap around him to calm down for a while, he headed back towards the entrance and exit of the underground black market.

At this moment, the interview with Maka and Scrimgeour at the Ministry of Magic is only halfway through. (To be continued)