Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

Durmstrang students settled in Hogwarts. Because the black sailboat was destroyed, all teachers and students could only be placed in the dungeon that had not been completely renovated.

On the day when Kraken showed off his power, it was Principal Dippet who finally came forward to greet Principal Pierre and his party with a smile on his face.

Pierre was extremely depressed. He originally wanted to pretend to be 13, but failed and was slapped in the face. Durmstrang was completely humiliated.

From that day on, Pierre seemed to have lost his memory and never mentioned what happened that day, just pretending that it had never happened to him.

Although he didn't say it, Pierre still had a lot of memories about what happened that day, especially the boy riding a black monster that day, which left the deepest impression on him!

If the boy hadn't stopped the monster in the black lake, someone might have died.

Especially Will, if the boy hadn't stopped him, he might have been crushed to death by the monsters in the Black Lake. If Will did something bad, the guys in the Hall of Valor in the Far North would definitely be wielding war hammers and battle ax handles. Tear yourself alive!

Will has high hopes from the Hall of Valor. After all, he is the first 'Lord God'-level ancestral blood awakener in thousands of years. The most important thing is that he is involved in the millennium plan of the Hall of Valor. If something goes wrong, it might affect the entire Germany. Armstrong will be in trouble too.

"Hey, Will is a gifted child, but he is a fool..." Pierre stood at the door of the Hogwarts school infirmary, listening to the noisy noise inside, and sighed helplessly.

Looking inside, I saw the young man named Will. He was still covered in bandages and his whole body was swollen. However, even so, this guy was still clamoring to go to the Black Lake to find someone inside the Black Lake. Monsters fight to the death.

Seven or eight Durmstrang's burly men kept blocking him. However, their strength was not at the same level. Seven or eight of them couldn't hold Will down.

Pierre shook his head, turned around and left helplessly. He had more important things to do today - poaching!

On the edge of the black lake, in front of an old crooked tree, Pierre was pacing back and forth anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

After a long time, a young man walked slowly from the direction of the castle. Next to the young man was a ferocious big black dog. This big dog was very big. It was almost one and two meters tall when it stood on all four legs, and its body length was even more than Three meters taller, it looks like a ferocious beast.

"Professor Pierre, good morning, I heard you were looking for me?" Tom walked to the crooked neck tree and watched Pierre greet him politely.

Last night, as soon as Tom returned to the common room, a fourth-grade senior came to him and said that it was Pierre, the principal of Durmstrang, who asked him to meet under the crooked neck tree next to the Black Lake this morning.

Then the senior started a deliberate conversation, nothing more than praising Durmstrang, what a good school atmosphere, and the teaching arranged some very practical magic, which was better than the flashy teaching at Hogwarts. It’s so practical... blah blah blah...

Tom is a smart man, but you can hear some clues from the senior's tone. Is Durmstrang planning to poach Hogwarts? This is too blatant!

As for the senior, Tom still knew something about it. He heard that his hometown was in Denmark and he had attended Durmstrang for two academic years. In the third grade, he transferred to Hogwarts because his parents' jobs changed. No wonder he was chosen as a lobbyist...

Pierre looked at Tom with a smile and said softly: "Young man, you are very talented in magic. I won't mince words. I would like to invite you to transfer to Durmstrang..."

"Professor, I don't want to..."

Pierre interrupted Tom when he was talking: "Don't refuse me in a hurry, I will give you a reason that you can't refuse!"

Tom looked at Pierre in silence, and Pierre continued: "I feel a very strong aura of black magic in you, which shows that you are extremely talented in magic. I have always felt that the teaching at Hogwarts is too... To be too conservative, although black magic has a certain risk of 'alienation', after many years of research we have screened out many so-called black magic that are powerful but have no risk of 'alienation'.

In my opinion, magic should not be limited to life or assistance. It is a power gifted from God. It will have its own mission. If...I mean if, it is not that I forcefully raise magic to a sacred height. , we are just considering a realistic problem!

If there is another 'Twilight of the Gods', can today's magic still protect us? Can we still protect this world from the threat of the ‘alienated ancient god’ or the ‘taboo’?

To be more realistic, you have also seen Muggle technology. In ten, fifty, or one hundred years, the power of Muggle technology will always surpass the current magic. By then, if there is another 'Witch Hunt' like the Middle Ages, , then how should wizards deal with themselves? Should Muggles be allowed to massacre wizards?

If the current teaching situation continues, one day all destructive magic will be banned and forgotten. At that time, wizards will be like warriors who have lost their weapons and armor, and they will face a group of fully armed enemies. , all wizards will be reduced to fish on a sticky board, and that will be the end of the wizarding era..."

Tom listened to Pierre's words carefully and frowned involuntarily.

"There is something wrong with the teaching at Hogwarts. At least in my opinion, it is not suitable for you! Geniuses like you should be the future of the wizarding world. Even if other mediocre wizards choose to be ordinary, geniuses like you cannot choose to be ordinary. , you should be the backbone of the wizarding world. If you cannot let others master powerful magic, you should at least let the very few geniuses in the wizarding world master that power!

Because even if only a small number of people master that kind of power, it is still a deterrent. You will be the future patron saint of the wizarding world! Geniuses cannot be mediocre. The existence of genius itself carries a mission. I heard that another good friend of yours comes from the mysterious country of China. There is a saying in China that 'I am born with talents that will be useful' (here is Pierre You translate 'cai' as 'cai', specifically referring to genius). Genius has a genius' mission! I hope you can shoulder your mission, and Durmstrang is your best choice! "Pierre said impassionedly, with sincerity shining in his eyes.

Tom frowned and lowered his head to think. At this time, Tom was also very confused!

To be honest, Pierre's words made Tom very passionate, and Pierre's theory was also recognized by Tom. He had also thought about the future of wizards. He had lived in Muggle society and had seen too many ugliness of Muggles. In terms of appearance, almost everyone talks about witches. They think wizards are evil. Whether they are Muggles or in movies, wizards are always evil villains.

Under such fixed thinking and prejudice, if Muggles rise in the future as Pierre said, then thousands of years of prejudice will inevitably lead to confrontation between Muggles and wizards. Will there really be a need for a patron saint by then?

There is also the threat from the ‘old world’. According to the information Tom knows, there will be a doomsday catastrophe in the future. Under such a catastrophe, can today’s wizards protect themselves? Can a group of guys who are in fifth grade and can't use the 'Disintegration Curse' and the 'Armor Protection Charm' really be able to deal with the catastrophe of the end of the world?

Seeing this, Pierre continued: "As long as you are willing to come to Durmstrang, I promise to devote all the school's resources to you, and teach you all kinds of safe black magic, as well as those ancient forbidden spells. I won’t be stingy with the theory! And all your expenses before you turn 20 will be borne by the school!”

After saying this, Pierre looked at Tom expectantly, waiting for Tom's response, but what he got was silence.

After a long time, Tom slowly raised his head, stroked the two dogs and replied: "Professor Pierre, the reasons and conditions you gave are indeed difficult for me to refuse. After talking with you, I also found that I may be more suitable for Demster." Lang..."

Pierre was ecstatic at this time, but due to his identity, he could only suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and still pretended to look at Tom calmly.

"...Many of the things you mentioned are what I have thought about and what I am worried about. From the bottom of my heart, I really want to go to Durmstrang..." Tom said sincerely: "But it's a pity. Although Durmstrang suits me from any angle, I still have to refuse your offer!”

"Why?" Pierre was confused.

Tom stroked the two dogs and chuckled: "First of all, I have always regarded Hogwarts as my home. Here I have a sense of belonging to the same kind. This sense of belonging is magical, as if it can only be brought to me here. …

Secondly, the teachers here take good care of me. Professor Slughorn is never stingy with me. I can feel his care for me. There are other teachers who also make me feel like home!

Most importantly, I have friends here! Especially...hey, I can't leave them anymore! I can't imagine life without them. "

"Friends!? My child, you are still young. When you grow up, you will know that friends who you thought you would never want to be separated from as a child or who would never be separated in your life will always drift apart in the days to come, isn't it? You did not hold each other back, but this world cannot live in innocence forever..." Pierre said earnestly, but was firmly interrupted by Tom.

"I understand what you said! Maybe I'm too naive, but I always believe in my heart that we will go on forever! If the world makes us drift apart, I will work harder to catch up, even if the whole world If he becomes our obstacle, I will not hesitate to fight against the whole world for him. Maybe I am too idealistic. I hope that no matter what period of time in the future, he will always be by my side. I can’t live without him!”

Tom said calmly, slowly climbed onto Ergou's back, touched the dog's head and signaled Ergou to go back. Ergou smiled innocently, swung his tail and walked towards the castle.

Pierre stood there for a long time, and finally sighed: "Silly boy~"