Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

"Hello Professor, I came to you about my pickpocket cat."

Although Malfoy was surprised when he saw Harry, he quickly made up his mind to ignore him. If he quarreled in front of the professor, he might be punished again.

Last semester, he was ridiculed a lot for cleaning toilets.

"My mother likes pickpocket cats very much, and pickpocket cats are also very close to my mother, so my mother wants me to ask you if she can raise pickpocket cats." Malfoy asked nervously, "Do you know me? Mom, right? It’s the one I saw in Diagon Alley last summer.”

"Of course I remember." Xia Lin nodded.

However, Narcissa's real purpose may not be for the pickpocket cat, but to see if Charlene Gold returns to Hogwarts alive.

You must know that none of the wizards who came to assassinate him returned!

"About raising Pokémon... let's ask your father and mother to come to school. I can talk to them in person, such as what you need to pay attention to when raising Pokémon." Xia Lin thought about it. Think, say.

In fact, raising Pokémon is not important at all. If Pickpocket Cat is really willing to get close to Narcissa, that is not a bad thing. Xia Lin mainly wanted to ask Lucius Malfoy face to face whether he was involved in the assassination.

"Okay, I can write to them." Malfoy smiled immediately.

He knew nothing of the truth and thought his mother really wanted to raise pickpocket cats.

Malfoy left happily, and before nightfall, his letter had been sent from Hogwarts. It was the morning of the third day that Xia Lin met Narcissa and Malfoy Sr.

Old Malfoy was pretending to be an aristocrat, and he was holding a delicate short staff in his hand. He had a straight face and looked a bit like that. Narcissa also held the pickpocket cat demurely, looking like an elegant lady.

"Hello, Mr. Gold." Lucius stretched out his hand to Xia Lin in a humble manner, "I am Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, and this is my wife, Narcissa. I heard Have you met before in Diagon Alley?"

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Xia Lin looked at Malfoy with a smile, but his eyes were not so kind. However, he did not expose Malfoy's pretense of majesty. In front of their children, Xia Lin decided to save some face for the two of them.

Draco accompanied the two of them here, looking at his parents with pride on his face.

However, Lucius certainly did not dare to keep talking to Xia Lin with this attitude. After all, those pure-blood wizards who came to trouble Xia Lin not long ago seemed to have disappeared from the world.

As expected, those people are probably dead.

Lucius knew some inside information. Avery had revealed Xia Lin's whereabouts when he went to find him. Following Route 7, it was not difficult to connect a fire in Russia with this incident.

In December, the temperature was around minus 20 degrees. How could a natural forest fire occur in that kind of place? Not to mention that the fire was still very fierce, but it suddenly disappeared.

Those were obviously man-made fires, and probably severe fires.

Lucius shuddered at the thought of all those people having died at the hands of the handsome and gentle man in front of him. Killing so many purebloods in one go, the Dark Lord could do no more than that!

"Draco, please leave first. Mr. Gold and I have something important to discuss." Lucius took a deep breath to calm down.

"I know, Dad." Draco was a little unhappy, but he still obeyed.

After sending Draco away, the serious expression on Lucius's face immediately turned into flattery.

"Dear Mr. Gold..."

"This is not the first time we have met, Mr. Malfoy."

Seeing Draco leave his office, Xia Lin stopped acting with Malfoy. He directly took out his wand and pressed the tip of the wand between Lucius's eyebrows.

The tip of the wand became sharp and hot under his magic. It was like pressing a lit stick against his skin, causing him great pain.

But Lucius didn't dare cry out in pain.

"Tell me—Lucius!"

Xia Lin spoke word by word, and the slow tone put great pressure on Lucius. At this time, he felt as if he had returned to more than ten years ago. At that time, when facing the Dark Lord, he was so humble and afraid. .

"Are you also involved in this incident?"

"I...I don't have...sir..." Lucius said tremblingly.

Xia Lin actually guessed it. After all, with the courage of the Malfoy family, if he had done anything, he would have run away with the whole family long ago.

"Look into my eyes and tell me the whole story." Xia Lin directly used Legilimency. Lucius did not dare to resist Xia Lin's thoughts and let Xia Lin "open" his brain to watch.

'Your manor is still so luxurious...'

'...he is at platform 7...'

'I'm not going to get involved in this...'

‘…’

The scenes at that time flashed by one after another. Lucius did not dare to hold back or deceive at all, and presented the original scene exactly as it was.

A few minutes later, Lucius, who was sweating profusely, fell back. Fortunately, Narcissa was quick to catch him.

"Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy. Although you didn't report the knowledge, you were not involved in this matter after all, so we won't pursue it this time. But if there is a next time-"

Xia Lin put away her wand and looked like she didn't intend to pursue it, which made Narcissa and Lucius breathe a sigh of relief.

"There won't be a next time sir," Malfoy said immediately.

"very good."

Xia Lin didn't intend to embarrass them too much, but the mental damage compensation was still necessary.

"By the way, I remember that Voldemort gave you a notebook?"

He spoke slowly, and even though he spoke softly, what he said made Lucius tremble all over.

Voldemort did give him a notebook. He didn't know what the secrets of that book were, but Voldemort had asked him to keep it safe. Apparently that was something very important to Voldemort.

Although he didn't know how Charlene Gold learned about this, but the other party seemed to want that note?

Lucius's face turned pale, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

If Voldemort comes back one day and finds out that he gave away his notes, wouldn't he be furious?

"Can't give it?" Xia Lin raised his eyebrows.

"Give it! It must be given! It will be delivered to you tomorrow!"

Lucius said without thinking.

Voldemort?

That guy doesn't even know where he died now, so what's the use of worrying about him?

The real Dark Lord is standing in front of him now!

Today seems to be the college entrance examination. I wish all candidates good luck in the exam.