Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

"Thank you... thank you..." Warhammer said somewhat naively.

"Hey, don't thank me all the time. You must have noticed that I, the president, don't have much authority. In their words, I am just a mascot.

Anyway, you already know the people in our club. To put it bluntly, our club is full of thorns and ghosts. Not many people would like to see them outside. So to put it bluntly, our club is just a group of guys who are equally unpopular. There are no strict requirements for group heating, just be free and happy, treat this place as your home, everyone here is your family! "

Listening to Qin Weijie's heartfelt words, Warhammer's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Ever since the dwarves suffered disaster, Warhammer has become the only dwarf left in the world. No one else can understand that loneliness. What he longs for most is to have a family, like his grandma and Uncle Iron Ax. Ordinary family members stay with you.

But what he wanted in his heart came true today. For some reason, although he had only been in contact with Ques, Annie, and the president for a short time, "Rose Moon" really gave him a sense of family at this moment.

Warhammer pursed his lips and his eyes filled with tears. He pondered for a moment and took a deep breath. He said with some hesitation on his face:

"President, thank you! Thank you all for accepting me! You didn't laugh at my height or my thinness! I'm grateful for everything you do, so I... I feel deeply guilty that you treat me like this! Actually... Actually... ..."

Seeing Warhammer's embarrassed look, Qin Weijie was slightly surprised and hurriedly asked with concern: "Actually what? If you have anything to say, just say it! Every member of the club will help you!"

Warhammer lowered his head in shame: "Actually, the purpose of joining the club is to use the power of the club... In a month, I contacted multiple school clubs, and even contacted Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Societies...

But they all dislike me. Although I am one of the few dwarves with magical talents, my talents cannot be compared with human wizards. I am stupid and learn everything slower than others. No one wants me, and they are not willing. Take me in! "

The more Warhammer talked, the more he felt aggrieved. At this time, Qin Weijie also remembered something that Tom told him a few weeks ago.

Tom: "Hey, that dwarf named Warhammer wants to join the Ghoul Brotherhood and several other societies under my command. I know he is the person you want. What do you think we should do about this!?"

"How many clubs? How many clubs do you have under your control!?"

Tom shrugged: "Is it my fault? The school has banned it. Student clubs, except for the student union, cannot have more than fifty people. I had no choice but to find a few confidants to register several clubs. Anyway, the dwarf named Warhammer has been talking to the students recently. If you contact the club, I’ll accept it if you don’t accept it! The same goes for me to ask him to help you forge weapons!”

Qin Weijie: "Get out of here! All of your clubs are in a state of turmoil. They are flirting with each other and engaging in intrigues. Half of them joined because of your status as a "young master of a welfare family." Don't lead such an honest person to bad things again! I want the warhammer. Ques and the others have already begun to contact each other. They are currently testing his character. The results will come in a while! "

Qin Weijie put away his thoughts and looked at Warhammer. After hearing what happened to Warhammer, Qin Weijie was still wondering. Just because he was a Warhammer dwarf, he would not be disliked by other clubs. Although they were all student clubs, there were still understanding people among the students. Yes, the forging talent of the dwarves is far more important than their magic talent.

Daqing Warhammer has been in trouble everywhere and been disliked by others for a long time, all because of my unintentional remarks. Actually, you can't blame me for this. Who would have thought that the clubs Warhammer comes into contact with are all small accounts run by Nima Tom!

But a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Without Tom, he wouldn't reveal his true feelings.

If he hadn't revealed his heart, Qin Weijie wouldn't have thought that Warhammer, an honest man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked silly, actually had his own little Jiujiu.

Harnessing the power of the community? I don’t know what this guy wants the club to do for him?

Qin Weijie stopped his joking expression, looked at Warhammer with a serious face, and said sincerely: "It's okay! Others don't want you, we want you! Others dislike you, but we don't! This will be your home from now on!"

Remember, in

There is nothing in Rose Moon that can be used or not taken advantage of. We are all family, and everyone will lend a helping hand when needed, regardless of the pros and cons.”

Warhammer was still simple by nature, and his eyes were full of tears after being told a few words by Qin Weijie. While sobbing, he asked weakly and expectantly: "President, are you really willing to help me? As long as you are willing to help me, I am willing... willing Forge an artifact for each member."

Qin Weijie was drinking the butterbeer at hand, but when he heard that a rich man like Warhammer wanted someone to get a magical weapon, Qin Weijie instantly turned into a Splatoon.

"Pfft! You have a divine weapon?!" Qin Weijie wiped his mouth and turned to look at Minsk: "I'm not as good as me!"

"Oh, sir, don't cry so much, you think you are that sissy George!" Qin Weijie calmed down, wiped his mouth, and comforted the sobbing Warhammer.

But Qin Weijie's comfort made George anxious. At this time, George rushed forward with bared teeth and claws, yelling at the same time, "You broom star, who are you calling a sissy! I have to scratch your face today." , saying that he was going to come up and scratch Qin Weijie’s face.

Fortunately, Arateng sat next to George and grabbed George in time: "No, no! You can't beat the president... Even if you can, you still have to pay for the injury. My own mascot, please bear with me. Bear with it!"

"Alateng, hold on! If it doesn't work, I'll just knock you out!" Qin Weijie hid his face with a bitter smile: "George, it's almost done! I'll give you a bottle of "Ya Yuan Fu Xiang" perfume tomorrow, and buy you a set of "Spirit Muscle" Fang's skin care products! If you don't stop this, I'll get Minsk and Alateng to kick you in a circle and beat you into a pig's head! ! "

After finally appeasing George, Qin Weijie returned to the topic:

"Hehe, don't mind. This is how our club is, just get used to it! And the forging of magic weapons you just mentioned, members will come to you if they need it in the future, and you can rest assured that the members of our club are not short of money and will prepare their own. Regarding materials, tell me, what do you want us to help you with?" Qin Weijie said with a smile, "Believe me, the foundation of the society is much stronger than you think, and it will definitely help you."

"I want...to find someone at school..."

"who?"

"My father!"

Qin Weijie was confused for a moment, what is this? Where is the real-life dad?