Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

When Tver asked this question, no matter what their thoughts were, the pure-blood wizards present could not help but lower their heads and start thinking.

The reason why they suddenly thought of following the Dark Lord was entirely because of the prestige, or in other words, fear left by the Dark Lord in the last war!

But now, although the news from the Dark Lord was to ignore their past suspicions of betrayal, that was the Dark Lord, and no one dared to say that he would not take revenge on them!

Moreover, if they continue to follow the Dark Lord, they can only become pawns of the Dark Lord, at his mercy.

But it’s different now. Although Tver has always been in control of their business, he generally doesn’t have much control over them. It’s completely a mutually beneficial attitude.

They don’t have to be hated by others like they used to. At least when they look at others arrogantly, they won’t be called dirty lackeys or anything like that…

Seeing that these idiots finally figured this out, Tver sighed tiredly in his heart.

It was such an obvious contrast, but he still had to come and tell these people in person…

However, on the surface he still maintains an attitude of exerting pressure.

“Look at you, look at how timid you are. Do you know why I rarely mention my pureblood name?”

Tver angrily glared back at several wizards who wanted to refute.

“It’s because I’m ashamed to be with you!”

He walked around the long table and looked at each pure-blood wizard he passed with sharp eyes.

“You arrogantly claim that you are a pure-blood wizard, but you are treated like a dog by a half-blood wizard!”

“Your family’s history can be traced back to thousands of years, but now you can only do sneaky things in the magical world!”

“You can obviously live openly and openly in the magic world, but you have to think about those evil ways!”

Little Avery was stunned for a moment and raised his head in surprise.

“Is our business fair and aboveboard… ugh…”

Ignoring little Avery who had his head pressed down, Tver returned to the main seat again and looked at the silent purebloods one by one.

He knew that there would be someone unwilling to step forward next…

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Alecto Carlo, the younger sister of the Carlo brothers, was the first to lose his composure.

“The Dark Lord is so powerful, if we resist him, we will not be his opponent at all!”

“Don’t say that, Dumbledore will also resist the Dark Lord.” Her brother Amycus Carrow said hypocritically.

“Then where was he during the last war?”

Alecto sneered and looked at Tver with an unruly look.

“I heard that the Dark Lord who is hiding now makes our respected Professor Welfare… please forgive me for speaking harshly… exhausted.”

“You’re going too far when you talk like this, Alecto, that’s the Dark Lord!” A smile appeared on Amycus’s lips, and there was no trace of where his anger lay.

“Professor Welfare is still young after all. With his talent, he may be able to surpass the Dark Lord in a few decades~”

Alecto was amused by his brother’s eccentricity, and couldn’t help but feel even more proud when he looked at the silent Tver and the moving pureblood.

“In a few decades, there won’t be any scum left of us, Amycus!”

“Resisting the Dark Lord, it is not certain whether we can survive the coming war, no, we will definitely not survive!”

“But if we obey the Dark Lord, we may not be able to make so much money at once, but what about the future? Once the Dark Lord succeeds, the whole world will be at our disposal. Do we still care about this small business?”

“Crush the bones!” Tweel waved his wand quickly at Alecto, startling everyone present.

“Ah!” Alecto hugged himself tightly with both hands, closed his eyes in fear and screamed.

After a while, she opened her eyes blankly.

Hey, no pain?

Having been punished by the Dark Lord, she knew what the Cruciatus Curse felt like, but now, even if it was cast by a student, it would not make her feel any strange at all.

“Sorry, I’m not Voldemort, and I don’t like using magic to punish others.”

In the confused and shocked eyes of everyone, Tver put away his wand with a chuckle.

“I don’t deny that Voldemort’s method is more profitable. It can even be said that no business is more profitable than that.”

“But I need to remind you that both I and my teacher, Grindelwald, will do their best to stop Voldemort…”

“Grindelwald?!”

Before Tver could finish his words, he was interrupted by their screams.

“Yes, Grindelwald.” Tver said casually.

“We had a premonition that Voldemort would be resurrected five years ago.

Since then, we have been working hard to destroy Voldemort. ”

“In addition to Dumbledore, everyone, Alecto said that I was exhausted because of Voldemort’s affairs…”

When he mentioned this statement, Tver couldn’t help laughing.

“But isn’t it Voldemort who has been hiding?”

“Why didn’t he dare to contact you personally? Why didn’t he dare to loudly announce his resurrection to the magical world?”

“Alecto, and Amycus, can you answer this question?”

Alecto and Amycus looked at each other awkwardly.

“Uh… maybe the Dark Lord has other plans…”

“During the last war, was Voldemort hiding like this?” Tver interrupted her unconfident rebuttal without politeness.

“Everyone, Voldemort has long lost his previous power. He is just a rat that only dares to hide in the dark. He is full of viruses and wants to kill the entire magical world!”

“Do you want to become part of the virus and sink into the sewers with Voldemort?!”

Tver unabashedly unleashed his magic power, overwhelming everyone present with tremendous pressure!

The suffocating air pressure suddenly filled the whole house. Everyone stared helplessly with blood-red eyes and gasped for breath. However, they seemed to be in a deep sea that was constantly falling. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and the deep figures they saw in front of them became increasingly difficult. dark……

Click——

The long table that bore the brunt could not bear the pressure and suddenly broke.

Long Table: I’m cracked.

“This is the fate of losers.” Tver looked at the purebloods whose faces were red with disdain.

“I graciously allow you to make your own choice, maintain the status quo, or find the former master who hides his head and tail, and then-”

“die!”