Harry Potter's Bastard

The principal's office was unusually crowded tonight. True, just crowded, but not lively at all. You could think of a bunch of Snape standing there.

In addition to the three wizards who Evans had the identity of, there were five other wizards in the headmaster's room, all of whom were old guys after revealing their true colors.

Solim was an anomaly, he was the youngest in the entire headmaster's room, and even the stool under his ass was older than him.

"Yedli, my old friend. Grindelwald was sitting like the owner of the place, while Dumbledore stood aside, trying to blend in with the bookshelf.

"How's that happening to those people of yours?"

"We are waiting for our time outside of Numengard. "The wizard named Yedli was an old man with thinning hair, but his eyes were bright.

"Then let them keep waiting, there will be a chance for them to make a difference. "

Grindelwald nodded at him, then turned his gaze to the next.

"So...... Cristiano, my cunning friend, are you still used to wearing white robes?"

"Boom—"

Solim 400 was thrilled, it was the first time he had heard such a "villain" laugh, and to be honest, he really didn't understand why some people would laugh like this - neither scientific nor magical.

"It's a habit to get used to, sir. The old wizard bowed.

Only then did Solim see his face clearly: the heavens were full and red, and although he was an old man, there were not many wrinkles on his face. If you just look at your face, you will give the impression that it is quite kind. If it weren't for the fact that this guy had just let out a villainous laugh, Solim would definitely have thought of him as a decent person.

"Looks like you're doing well. Grindelwald looked at him, "Aren't they suspicious?"

"No, those crumbs are all immersed in pleasure...... "The flesh of Cristiano's face shuddered, "but given their peculiar fetishes, I didn't participate, but applied for an assignment to a minor parish. "

Grindelwald nodded, agreeing, "Yes, we may be ruthless, but we must not become scumbags. You'll report back to me separately later. "

Grindelwald's gaze continued to move, though he quickly frowned.

"Quimper ......" Grindelwald said softly, "I was very surprised by your arrival, you didn't show up in the duel that made me lose back then, so why did you come tonight?"

"Your paranoia made me disheartened at first, but as long as you are willing to make amends for the mistakes you have made, I am willing to help. "

A rather calm-sounding man, Solim looked at him quietly, with an unusually long horse face and an "ass chin" that looked a little funny.

"I heard you left that privately sponsored seminar, what are you doing now?" asked Grindelwald.

"Being a professor at a Muggle university. "

Solim's mouth was slightly open, a little dumbfounded.

"Muggle University?" Grindelwald looked a little confused, but his face quickly sank.

"It's amazing. "

Solim could sense Grindelwald's emotional displeasure, and since he felt it, the other wizards here could also sense it.

"So, did you do what you had in mind, and how did it work?"

The horse-faced Quimper shook his head and sighed with some emotion: "The power of a person is too small, and the more I want to understand them, the more I feel overwhelmed, and ...... Fear. "

"Fear?"

"Yes, any of their disciplines can be called profound, even if they spend a lifetime ......"

"Are you depraved?" an old wizard who hadn't spoken to Grindelwald turned his head sharply and glared at Quimper viciously, "You're going after the ridiculous tricks of those inferior people, can't our magic satisfy your damn thirst ......for knowledge?"

"Alright, Bemores, thank you for speaking for me. Grindelwald whispered, "But I suppose I'm talking to my dear Quimper right now, could you please be quiet for a while?"

The effect was immediate, and at a glance, he knew that it was the pure-blooded Bemores, who actually knelt on one knee, lowered his head and did not dare to look at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald ignored him, and continued to say to Quimper: "Maybe you and the little friend's father will be able to talk to each other. "

Solim was immediately nailed into a sieve by a room full of wizards.

"Come, let me introduce you, this little friend is from the old Selwyn family. You will have to rely on them in your future actions. "

Grindelwald's surprise attack made Solim a little scrambling.

There are still two people who haven't spoken, why is it my turn?

Also, what does it mean to "rely on Selwyn for future action"?

Solim is here tonight to figure things out, not to make some promises in the name of the family.

"I'm just a marginal person. Solim said cautiously, "Family affairs have nothing to do with me. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Who said it had nothing to do with you?" Grindelwald said with a smile, "Soon it will be related to you." We're going to look for the bad luck of the scum, isn't that what you want to see?"

That was true, but Solim knew very little about the Presbyterian Church and the specific plans of the family, and didn't have enough information to back it up, so how could he talk to Grindelwald about this?

"You've got to know all of them. Grindelwald gestured, "The remaining two, one is Bemoris from Giselle and one is Julian from Lesterwyth." As for the remaining three who never hid their identities, I think you've gotten enough information from that toad. Am I right?"

Well, Evans apparently didn't hide from Grindelwald's giant eye. A toad hid in the corner of the Great Hall, sneaking around, but any experienced wizard would be suspicious, and Dumbledore was still in the know.

"Alright, you've done part of your mission. Grindelwald said, "We'll do what you want, and we'll do what you want, and that's enough for you to get back on business." "[]

"No, it's not enough. Solim straightened up and stared at Grindelwald, "The most crucial question you haven't answered me yet - not a cloud shroud, but a clear answer." "

"Do you know who you're talking to, boy?" Bemoris was obviously a good dogleg, and immediately glared at Solim, but he was obviously not the kind of really brainless fanatic, and he knew that this was Hogwarts, but he just moved his mouth, and he didn't even mean to pull out his wand.