Hogwarts Homecoming

Aberforth behind the bar was wiping a glass out of boredom, but Amosta knew that he had been eavesdropping on their conversation, and then he would tell Albus Dumbledore what he heard. But this That's why he chose the Pig's Head Bar.

Some things cannot be explained face to face, otherwise it will only lead to fierce conflicts.

"So, you met me today to find out whose side the Foley family would be on, right, Mr. Blaine?"

Karkus seemed to be mentally prepared. He took a deep breath, exhaled it heavily and said.

"I told you, Karkus, I don't care about the Foley family--"

Amosta shook his head.

"How is the underworld now?"

This was an expected question, and Karkus wasn't too surprised.

"It's more 'bustling' than before -" Kakus said. "You know, there have been a lot of foreigners entering the country recently, and they are all not very decent guys. They especially like dirty and dark environments to steal things. They robbed homes and then took the stolen goods to the underground world.

Oh. There are more conflicts than before because these people generally don't follow the rules. "

Amosta nodded slightly. He was silent for a while and thought for a while.

"What do you think these people would do if a war started?"

This question is also an expected question. Kakus has obviously thought about it for a long time.

"You know, Mr. Brain, the wizards who have been hanging around in the underground world all year round are mixed—"

Kacus said calmly,

"Quite a number of them are wizards from the old era, advocating the secret of magical inheritance. They are more pedantic than those ancient wizard families. For them, whether you, Dumbledore or the mysterious man are heretics, They would rather we destroy each other in war and then establish a new order themselves.

Among the remaining ones, some are the latest dark wizards who have flowed into the country, and the other part are dark wizards who have been wandering in the dark side of this country and have received magical education at Hogwarts.

The situation of these two groups is similar. Some of them do believe in the mysterious man's statement that pure blood is supreme and wizards are supreme. But most of them, with all due respect, are just a group of sneaky guys. They dare not talk to you or Deng. Even if Bledo is against you, he will never dare to resist the Dark Lord. Oh, if you lose power, they will take advantage of you. "

Amosta glanced at Karkus with admiration. A wizard with such a clear mind who spends all his time in the underground world is indeed overqualified.

Amosta nodded, still looking at Kakus calmly,

"These people are undoubtedly huge factors of instability, Kakus, so in your opinion, how should they be restrained?"

Naturally, he anticipated what Amosta Brain was worried about, and Karkus would not fail to think of countermeasures.

As if he was facing an exam, Kakus said in a solemn tone,

"We have to use different strategies to deal with them, Mr. Brain. As for those people who are on both sides of the fence and just want to take advantage of the situation, I don't think there is any need to pay special attention to it. Mr. Brain, as long as you, as long as Dumbledore, also There's the Ministry of Magic,"

Kacus's eyes were burning,

"As long as the forces resisting the Dark Lord do not lose power, they will not have the guts to kill and arson. At most, they will rob homes, oh, but it is necessary to shock them. If we assume that the magic world enters a state of open war, then I suggest that the Ministry of Magic can pass strict measures Legislate those who disrupt social order to be severely punished and even punished with death.”

Snap!

The noise coming from the bar attracted the attention of Amosta and Karkus. It was Aberforth who caused the trouble. The glass he was wiping was crushed by him, and several pieces were broken. A shard of glass stuck into his hand, and blood was trickling down.

Noticing the gazes of Amosta and Brain, Aberforth shouted angrily,

"Oh, did I interrupt your discussion on how to conquer the world?"

"Oh, no, Aberforth-"

Amosta said gently,

"I just wanted to ask, do you need any help?"

Facing those deep purple eyes, Aberforth felt a chill. Brain's eyes reminded him of a bad guy.

"No offense, Blaine!"

Aberforth angrily pulled out a piece of glass, and then immediately gasped in pain. He noticed that the girl in the portrait hanging on the mantelpiece was looking at him timidly, so the angry Aberforth His expression immediately changed and became gentle,

"Oh, it's okay, Ariana, it's just a minor injury, I'll take care of it right away."

With that said, Aberforth walked quickly into the back room of the bar to find medicine for himself.

Amosta looked at the young girl on the wall, but she was very shy. When she noticed Amosta's gaze, she immediately turned around and trotted to hide behind a bush in the portrait, among the tangled branches. , those eyes that looked very much like Albus Dumbledore were secretly watching Amosta.

With pity flashing in his eyes, Amosta looked away.

"Go on, Karkus."

As one of the most well-informed people in the wizarding world, Kakus obviously knows some inside stories about Dumbledore's family. However, Kakus will never dare to talk too much about Dumbledore's family. The little girl in the portrait showed some compassion and then converged her divergent thoughts.

"We just talked about. Oh--"

Kacus took a few breaths,

"Also, for those who express their approval of the radical views of the mysterious people and show a clear tendency to tell the truth, it is not difficult to find out that they may have received solicitations. These people always discuss their attempts loudly in the underground world. Get more people into the team and they will be ready Death Eaters-"

Under Amosta's gaze, Karkus's expression showed a cold expression.

"Once there is an open war, they will definitely join the mysterious man's team immediately. I think that if we collect the information and past of these people, let them disappear from this world for those who are unforgivable. As long as there is some gold, someone will be willing to do this job. of."

"I can't help but applaud you, Karkus."

Amosta chuckled and said,

"Yes, gold is more dazzling than ideals there. As long as there is a suitable price, there is no need to worry about no one accepting this commission."

"I must remind you, Mr. Blaine." Karkus said cautiously, "That is probably a large sum of gold."

"That won't be a problem, Karkus."

Amosta said cheerfully,

"There are more people who support justice than you think. Human life is always more precious than gold. I am willing to use gold to avoid casualties. So, what do you think about those secret witches?"

For the first time, Kakus looked hesitant. He leaned back in his chair and sighed melancholy.

"The underground world exists because of those secret witches, and the first group of people who gathered there were for the Black Stone Tower, the treasure of Merlin that caught wind and shadow.

To be honest, Mr. Blaine, they are very difficult to deal with. Most of them are superb and do not rely on either side. Who knows what they will do in a war?

There is a high probability of watching the fun, but they do not rule out taking advantage of the chaos to do some black magic that they usually dare not do. Oh, those ancient and evil, uncontrolled magic often bring serious consequences, it is better to join the war directly He has always been outside of us and unwilling to join—"

"You're not right, Karkus—"

Amosta played with the glass in his hand, his eyes dark.

"The unwillingness to join is not because they are arrogant, but also because we are also ignoring their needs. It is our neglect that inspires their arrogance. In fact, it is possible to pull them to our side. Of course, we need someone who A middleman we all trust to broker—"

"You mean me?"

Karkus was stunned for a moment, looking at Amosta who was smiling at him.

"But what can I do?"