One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 243 Public Class

On the third day after the Christmas holiday, Hogwarts welcomed a large number of foreigners and Ministry of Magic staff early in the morning.

Even Fudge, who is a minister, took time out of his busy schedule to personally receive these distinguished guests who rushed over from all over Europe.

Especially the wizards with a certain status in organizations such as the Wizengamot, the International Federation of Wizards, and the Sirs of Merlin, so that he did not dare to neglect even the slightest, and he was always on the sidelines with smiling faces almost the whole time, without any British magic at all. Minister's shelf.

Because compared with these successful and powerful seniors, Fudge can only be regarded as a slightly promising junior at best.

Whenever he saw these wizards with high status and reputation in the magic world surrounded by Dumbledore, his heart, which had been corrupted by power, was filled with envy and jealousy, and he also longed for one day to get all of these .

It's a pity that when these people discuss professional knowledge about esoteric spells, potions, alchemy, etc., he can't intervene at all.

Obviously, in the world of wizards, power is often far less useful than strong personal strength and profound professional knowledge, and it is more respected.

With so many unexpected visitors, it undoubtedly sparked intense discussions among the students.

Especially those lower grade students who didn't know anything, were asking around to find out what happened, which attracted so many foreigners and the British Minister of Magic.

"Do you know? I just heard someone say that the reason why these people came to Hogwarts was to discuss with Headmaster Dumbledore about holding a Quidditch league. Maybe next semester, we will not only The competition is held between the four academies, but also with other magic schools in Europe."

Ron pretended to be mysterious and shared the news he had heard with the other first years in Gryffindor.

"Really?!" Harry's eyes sparkled slightly.

But unfortunately, before Ron had time to reply, Hermione, who was sitting next to her and reading a book, couldn't help interrupting, "Of course it's fake!

Use your brains to think about it, if you really want to hold a Quidditch league with other magic schools in Europe, how will you solve the venue problem?

And which house represents Hogwarts?

What about the other three teams?

Most importantly, do you think a mere Quidditch match between students would bring so many important members of the Wizengamot, International Confederation of Wizards, Order of Merlin, etc. to visit in person?

Do not be silly!

There are many people here who can't even invite the Quidditch World Cup. "

"Then what did you say?" Ron asked very unconvinced.

"All these people are here for South. Today is the first of the five classes he agreed with the Ministry of Magic to explain the skills of making magic scrolls." Hermione gave the correct answer angrily.

"Taking… class? But he's only a student!" Ron opened his mouth in disbelief.

Looking at the foolish guy in front of him, Hermione couldn't help but sighed slightly and explained: "Sous is not an ordinary student, but an epoch-making product such as the invention of the magic scroll in the first grade.

You must know that before this, no wizard has been able to store spells in an extremely cheap way for emergencies.

Based on this alone, his name will appear in the history of magic sooner or later.

Moreover, South also exchanged alchemy with Dumbledore's friend, Nicole Flamel, the maker of the only Philosopher's Stone in the world.

The latter even gave him his own lifelong research notes, including detailed steps for making the Sorcerer's Stone.

Now tell me, do you think he is just a student like you and me? "

moment!

Ron's poor self-esteem suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points, and he couldn't speak a word, and his face turned red with anger or shame.

Just when Harry was about to say something to ease his friend's embarrassment, George among the twins suddenly ran over from a short distance, handed a card with beautiful patterns to Hermione, and said in a low voice, "This is a moment Entrance ticket to the Charms classroom. Don't say anything. You know, Fred and I have worked hard to get this thing."

"Where did you get that?!" Hermione was visibly taken aback.

You must know that anyone who holds this kind of card is basically either an official of the Ministry of Magic or a wizard from other countries.

If it is not done well, it will cause very serious diplomatic problems, and maybe they will have to go to Azkaban for a few years.

"Hey, don't worry, we are not stupid enough to attack those targets that are easy to cause trouble. In fact, we secretly forged this admission ticket, but I have tried it just now, and the guy guarding the door is not at all Can't tell." George's eyes gleamed with pride.

Of course, he had every reason to be proud of being able to fool a group of grown wizards.

You must know that it is not an ordinary card, but a large number of magic items with anti-counterfeiting marks and identification.

"Damn it! You guys are so crazy! If you want an admission ticket, just ask South for one, wouldn't it be good?"

Hermione obviously couldn't understand the brain circuits of the twin brothers,

But George responded indifferently: "Sous is busy enough now, and he will stand on the podium to deal with dozens of very famous wizards in a while. We don't want to add extra pressure to him. In short, this You can use the admission ticket with confidence. Remember, the location is in the Charms classroom, starting at nine o'clock in the morning."

After saying this, he blinked mischievously, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor on the right without turning his head.

There is no doubt that this "false certificate" has caused Hermione considerable distress.

On the one hand, she really wanted to hear what Zuo Si would tell in class, but on the other hand, she was afraid of being caught, and her tangled brows were all knit together.

Just when the girl was hesitating, Professor McGonagall suddenly came out from the corner and handed the girl a real admission ticket: "Here, this is what South asked me to hand over to you."

"Give it to me?!" Hermione suddenly showed surprise.

"That's right. I hope you can sit in a corner and keep quiet the whole time after you enter the arena. Because there will be many highly respected wizards like Principal Dumbledore in attendance, I don't want to see you give Hogwarts and Gran Fendor Academy is ashamed." Professor McGonagall warned in a serious tone.

Hermione hurriedly nodded vigorously: "Understood! I promise to only have ears but not a mouth, and I will never make any sound."

"Very good. This is a very good learning opportunity, I hope you can grasp it well. You must know that among the students in the school, you are the only one who is eligible for admission."

Professor McGonagall obviously didn't notice that the girl still had a fake one in her hand, and turned around and left quickly after sending the admission ticket.

After all, so many people suddenly came to Hogwarts, and she was quite busy, so she didn't have time to pay attention to these little things.

When Professor McGonagall walked away completely, Hermione let out a long breath, and immediately threw the fake certificate that George gave you to the trash can aside, and happily took the real admission ticket to Go to the Charms classroom.

But the girl didn't know that as soon as she left, Harry stared at the card in the trash can in a daze. It took a full minute before he couldn't help asking: "Ron, do you want to attend South's class?" ?"

"No! I don't understand anyway."

Ron was clearly losing his temper.

"In that case, I will not be polite about this ticket."

Without further ado, Harry picked up the fake certificate from the trash can.

He has personally experienced the convenience of magic scrolls, so he is very interested in this magic technology.

As a result, Ron could only watch his best friend abandon him in a stunned state, and walked straight to the direction of the Charms classroom.

Ten minutes later, when Hermione discovered that several students, including Harry and the Weasley twin brothers, had used "false certificates" to deceive the staff of the Ministry of Magic guarding the door, and then swaggered in, her whole jaw dropped. I'm going to be shocked.

Even in her dreams, she couldn't believe that these guys were so bold.

And the girl also noticed that when Professor McGonagall saw this scene, there was naked and undisguised anger in his eyes.

If it wasn't for the presence of the Minister of Magic and many distinguished guests, she would probably rush over and grab these little bastards by the ears and take them out one by one.

But unfortunately, Professor McGonagall can only think about it now, and there is no way to put it into practice.

Not only her, but also many people noticed the few extra students out of thin air.

After all, teenagers stand out as much as they can among a group of middle-aged and elderly people.

Fortunately, George and Fred, who have always been nervous, sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere in time, and hurriedly dragged a group of students who sneaked in with false certificates to hide in a corner and remained silent.

Obviously, this is not a place where they can have fun or mess around, as they imagined.

Especially Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes are born to have a great deterrent effect on bad students who like to mischievous.

Just when the twins and a group of students were hesitant to sneak away, the whole classroom suddenly became quiet.

Zuo Si, who was wearing a black robe, walked slowly to the podium, and bowed gracefully with one hand on her chest.

"Good morning, everyone. Welcome to Hogwarts all the way, and hear me, a student who has just entered the wizarding world, explain my understanding of magic.

Please rest assured, I promise to use the most easy-to-understand language to explain in detail the method of how to trace the source of the spell and the idea of ​​​​storing it into the scroll.

But before that, I have some special caveats that need to be stated.

First, I don't want anyone to interrupt me during my presentation.

No matter what questions you have, or if you find something you think is wrong, please bear with me a little bit, and finally I will give everyone enough time to ask questions until all questions are answered.

Secondly, when entering the questioning session, please raise your hands one by one, otherwise I will not be able to hear the questions of so many people at the same time.

Last but not least.

The purpose of this public class is to let more people understand the basic principles of making magic scrolls, as well as other magic storage devices derived from this technology, and at the same time tell the idea of ​​tracing the source of spells.

If anyone wants to discuss anything else, please find me privately after class.

Thank you very much for the cooperation of all distinguished guests, and the class will start next. "

Undoubtedly, Zuo Si's speech without stage fright made many older wizards smile approvingly.

Because being able to talk freely under the gaze of so many people, without any tension or panic, in itself means having an extremely strong psychological quality.

Coupled with clear thinking and fluent conversation, let alone a freshman who has just entered school, many adult wizards may not be able to do this.

Watching Zuo Si on the podium, he began to methodically divide the complicated process of making a magic scroll into several parts, and then explained them one by one from simple to complex. An old man with gray hair and beard sitting in the front row couldn't help but Slightly sighed: "I used to think that the description of this young man in newspapers and magazines was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that the name is indeed worthy of the name. Congratulations, Dumbledore. You have successfully cultivated a genius who can change the current situation of the magic world. Woolen cloth."

"No, old friend. It's not my fault."

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"After all, no matter how powerful I am, it is impossible to turn a child who knows nothing about magic into what he is now in just a few months. All of Sous's achievements come from his own. A frightening amount of talent and ingenuity. Plus, of course, the richness of the Hogwarts library."

"You mean... the technique of making magic scrolls and even magic storage items is all derived from his self-study?"

The old man's eyes widened in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"That's right. In fact, I never taught South any magic or knowledge. It's all because of his own hard work that he can get to where he is today. It's incredible, isn't it?"

When he said this, Dumbledore's eyes shone with a deep light.

"Yes, it's a pity that he is not a student of Durmstrang School of Magic." The old man sighed regretfully.

Because he understood that with such an outstanding young man at Hogwarts, his alma mater might not be able to compete for the qualification of the best magic school in Europe for a long time to come.

While the two were talking in low voices, Zuo Si had unknowingly completed the elaboration on the pre-work of making the magic scroll, such as the rune system, ink preparation, and parchment processing.

Since he himself has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he strives for precision in every word to ensure that there will be no ambiguity. Sometimes there is no appropriate word in English, so he directly uses French or Latin for annotations.

This ability to switch freely between different languages ​​surprised many wizards from other countries in the European continent, especially France.

At this moment, no one doubted that the slightly thin figure on the podium would become a great wizard who would lead the times in the future.

Do not!

Exactly what he is now.

Especially when it comes to tracing the source of spells, when the concept of "stable spell structure" was proposed for the first time in public, many famous wizards who are proficient in spells and alchemy showed suddenly enlightened expressions on their faces.

Just like Nicole Flamel's reaction back then, they finally realized the real reason why they couldn't produce relatively cheap magic storage items before.

Although the invention of the wand brought more convenient and easier-to-use spells to the whole of Europe and even most of the wizarding world, it also made its spell structure so simple that it was impossible to exist independently of the wand.

It is for this reason that although wizards also produce many good things, the requirements for materials are often extremely harsh.

Take the flying broom as an example. The better the broom, the rarer and more precious the materials used.

Only in this way can the effect of the spell be maintained as complete and long-term as possible.

And strictly speaking, most magic items in this world are not permanent, but have a certain number of years of use.

As the power of a spell weakens over time, failure is inevitable.

Only the Deathly Hallows made by the most powerful wizards like the Elder Wand, or the Philosopher's Stone successfully created by Nicole Flamel, can remain the same for hundreds or even thousands of years.

This is exactly the opposite of most magic items in Faerun, even if they have been buried underground for hundreds or even thousands of years, they can still be used after being dug out.

Of course, those "quasi-magic items" that relied on Mythra's core in the Netheril era were excluded.

In order to let these old-fashioned "old antiques" understand the importance of innovation, Zuo Si concluded in a solemn tone at the end: "For the production of spell storage devices, the traceability of spells is the most important part, and it is also the most worthwhile part. research part.

Because it can not only help us deeply understand the complex principles behind magic that can be released in a few syllables.

At the same time, you can get more inspiration from it, and then change or even reshape the entire spell structure, so as to obtain variants that are more suitable for each person's magic power characteristics.

Due to the number of spells currently possessed by the magic world, it is difficult for just a few people to complete this large-scale work.

So I think it should be led by the International Wizarding Organization, and people from the Ministry of Magic of all countries should join in.

It's a good idea to give each spell a certain bonus if you can.

When someone is the first to complete the tracing of the spell and is recognized, then he can get enough rewards to encourage capable wizards to participate.

Believe me, this is a good thing for the wizarding world as a whole.

When the spell tracing work is completed, not only will the invention of new spells usher in a peak period, but the difficulty and cost of making magic items will also be greatly reduced.

It even ushered in a period of rapid development similar to the industrial revolution in the Muggle world.

At that time, every wizard can benefit from it. "

With the last word blurted out, the entire Charms classroom burst into applause.

Many wizards who are quite influential throughout Europe are very interested in Zuo Si's proposal.

Even Dumbledore rarely stood up and gave him approving glances.

From this speech, he heard an extraordinary vision, and he also had expectations for the future development direction of the magic world.

In particular, he did not hide his own research results, but instead called on everyone to participate in the pattern shown, which he had never seen in any other wizard.

You must know that in the magic world, there have always been many bad habits.

Among them, treating his own research results on magic and spells as an unspoken secret has long been a tacit matter for many powerful wizards.

The reasons are often very complex.

Some are because the research direction belongs to the field of black magic, so it is impossible and there is no way to share it;

Some are related to certain specific interests. For example, workshops that make flying brooms will never publish the spells they bless in new products;

The latter category stems from the tradition of pureblood families who keep their best knowledge, treasures, and powerful spells hidden away only for the true heirs of the family.

As a centenarian, when Dumbledore pursued knowledge and power when he was young, he had seen too many magics that were eventually lost because of the above situations, and he also understood the arrogance, arrogance and short-sightedness of pure-blood families .

Because of this, he finally parted ways with Gellert Grindelwald and chose to stand in the opposite camp.

In fact, unlike what many people think, Albus Dumbledore is very similar to Harry Potter in a strict sense. His father is a wizard from an ancient pure-blood family, and his mother is a Muggle-born wizard.

According to the point of view of pure-blood families in the past, he himself is strictly a mixed-blood.

Only the offspring born from the marriage between pure blood families and pure blood families can be called true pure blood.

But later, with the increasing number of half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards, as long as both parents are wizards, they will be regarded as pure blood in a broad sense to some extent.

At least they will not be subject to all kinds of implicit discrimination or exclusion like the first generation Muggle-born wizards.

Of course, anyone with a little common sense knows that although wizards obtain magic power through blood inheritance, pure blood does not necessarily mean that they are stronger than half-blood or Muggle-born wizards.

The upper limit reached by Dumbledore, Voldemort, Snape and others has proved that the best half-bloods are far better than pure-blood wizards.

And Harry's mother, Lily, and Hermione, who was in the first grade at Hogwarts, also proved that Muggle-born wizards are no worse than those purebloods in learning and mastering magic.

In fact, bloodline is just an introduction, a prerequisite for becoming a wizard.

As long as you have this prerequisite, it is equivalent to standing on the same starting line.

There is no essential difference between pure blood, half blood, and muggle birth.

The only advantage of a pure-blooded family lies in the knowledge and wealth accumulated by more than a dozen or even dozens of generations, as well as the network of contacts formed by long-term marriages.

As for talent, there is no evidence that pure-bloods are superior to half-bloods and Muggle-born wizards.

Just when Dumbledore was habitually thinking about how the scroll and magic storage technology would impact those old-school pure-blood families, the applause around him finally subsided.

Zuo Si began to roll the roll one by one, asking those who raised their hands to stand up and ask questions, and answer them one by one.

The whole process lasted about 20 minutes, until the last old man sat down contentedly, and the public class funded by the British Ministry of Magic finally came to a successful conclusion.

Many well-known wizards who came from all over Europe got the answers they wanted, and at the same time praised Zuo Si, a rising star.

And Cornelius Fudge also reaped the most desired achievements, with a smile on his old face like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Because such a genius appeared in the British magic circle during his tenure as the Minister of Magic, no matter how you say it, he must be credited.

What's more, Zuo Si is still so "sensible", every time he never forgets to mention to the distinguished guests that he has received funding from the Ministry of Magic.

If all Hogwarts students had this kind of gratitude and ideological awareness, Fudge felt that it was entirely possible for him to compete for the title of the greatest minister in the history of the British wizarding world.

But what Fudge didn't know was that the reason Zuo Si did this was to take advantage of his weakness of greed for fame and fortune, so as to gain some privileges.

Just like he chose to cooperate with the major families behind the control of the Amn government, there is no essential difference.

In addition, the current Minister of Magic Fudge is much easier to deal with than those shrewd Amn nobles and wealthy businessmen.

In many cases, as long as the old man's vanity is satisfied a little bit and he is fully respected, he will immediately reciprocate.

Looking at the license signed and authorized by the Ministry of Magic in his hand to raise some relatively dangerous magical animals for research in mountainous areas far away from Muggles, Zuo Si's eyes flashed a hint of imperceptible amusement, and he immediately asked Cornelius Fudge bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much for your support of my research. Please rest assured, I guarantee that there will be absolutely no accidents."

"You are very kind, child. I have always been very happy to help all young people who can bring progress and prosperity to the magical world. I hope you will continue to work hard and perfect this promising technology as soon as possible. I believe that when that day comes , you will surpass everyone and become the greatest wizard of our time."

As he spoke, Cornelius Fudge patted Zuo Si on the shoulder lightly to show encouragement, and at the same time, he did not forget to glance at Dumbledore not far away with guilty eyes.

For this kind of boring little temptation, the latter didn't mean to be angry at all, but instead smiled and nodded in agreement with a very generous smile.

"It's because you are too generous. I'm just standing on the shoulders of Titan. If there weren't so many research results left by great wizards and the rich collection of books at Hogwarts, even if I had any ideas and inspirations, I wouldn't be able to Impossible to put into practice."

Zuo Si pretended to be humble on purpose.

After all, he didn't want to give these old wizards who had a certain status and reputation in the magic world an impression of arrogance.

As it turns out, there's no one who doesn't like a young man who's smart, brilliant, and unassuming.

After a while, Zuo Si, the "protagonist" of today's public class, received a lot of praise, and even exchanged addresses and contacts with many important members of the Sir Merlin, the Wizengamot, and the International Federation of Wizards. contact details.

Just when Zuo Si was having a friendly exchange with these wizards from all over Europe, Snape couldn't help sighing slightly: "Only at this time, he looks like a real Slytherin."

"No, you're wrong, Severus. South has always been a Slytherin, and his thoughts and character are even closer to Salazar himself than most of the students in Slytherin House." Dumbledore's eyes Shining with wisdom.

"Oh? How do you say it?" A curious look appeared on Snape's face.

Dumbledore explained casually: "All the students who are chosen to enter Slytherin House have one thing in common, and that is ambition.

It's just that some people's ambition is power, some people's ambition is black magic knowledge, and some people's ambition is power, fame and status.

South may not be very interested in the latter, but his desire for the former is visible to the naked eye.

And he is trying to promote and change the pattern of the entire wizarding world.

Although I'm not sure if this was unintentional or planned. "

"Speaking of this, I remembered it. Some time ago, Quirrell gave South a book that recorded a lot of black magic. If there is no accident, that person should attack him soon. Don't you Aren't you going to stop it?" Snape asked meaningfully.

Dumbledore chuckled and shook his head: "There is no need for that. Believe me, if Tom really did that, then all he can gain is humiliation. And I am also looking forward to seeing these two What kind of sparks will be created when Slytherins who are very similar in a certain way but completely different meet."

Hearing this, Snape frowned subconsciously: "Is there really no danger? Don't forget, that person will not show mercy just because the other party is a Slytherin genius."

"About this point, I don't have anything to worry about. Because Sous has enough self-protection ability, and the power of certain spells he has mastered, even I have to deal with it carefully. What's more, Tom is just a ray attached to the body now. The remnant souls on other people, with Quirrell's spell level, may be defeated simply and neatly if they really do it."

Dumbledore lowered his glasses, and stared at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor hiding in a corner not far away with very cryptic eyes.

"Well, I hope you're right. If something goes wrong, I'm not going to sit by. I'm the Head of Slytherin, after all, and I won't let someone hurt my students."

After saying that, Snape turned and left the classroom without looking back, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

As for Zuo Si, she stayed by the side of the Minister of Magic, Fudge, pretending to socialize for more than forty minutes, and was able to escape after sending all the foreign guests away.

Just as he was about to return to the dormitory, he suddenly found a middle-aged man with long pale blond hair who looked almost like Master Malfoy in the corner, as if he was waiting for him.

I saw this guy wearing a finely crafted robe, holding a cane with a metal silver snake at the front, and looked proud and arrogant.

Needless to ask, he is none other than Della Coe's father, the current leader of the Malfoy family, and also one of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates and one of the leaders of the Death Eaters, master of left and right jumping, the famous Lucius Malfoy.

Through unscrupulous means of accumulating money during Voldemort's power, Lucius managed to expand his family's wealth and collections by more than ten times, and also eradicated many enemies with the help of other Death Eaters.

When Voldemort lost power, he declared to the outside world that he had been hit by the Imperius Curse, successfully jumped to the other side, and sold out other Death Eaters who had committed serious crimes, so as to ensure that he and his family allies would not be charged and sent to the Alps. Zkaban.

When the turmoil subsided, Lucius used the huge wealth he had collected before to bribe and buy off the officials of the Ministry of Magic, especially Fudge, the Minister of Magic who was greedy for fame and fortune. Not only did he restore the reputation of the Malfoy family, but he also gained considerable power.

It can be said that apart from not expecting that Voldemort could return from death, the man in front of him almost managed to play Voldemort and Dumbledore at the same time.

It's a pity that in the magic world, the strength of wizards always comes first.

Power, wealth, and social status, in the face of real power, are like castles on the beach, which will collapse after being washed lightly.

When Voldemort was resurrected and returned, no matter what means Lucius had, he could only obey the order honestly in the end, and even his most beloved son almost got involved.

The two looked at each other for ten seconds, and finally Zuo Si was the first to break the silence: "Are you waiting for me here?"

"Yes." Lucius nodded slightly. "There were too many people in the classroom just now. I think you don't want to meet me under Dumbledore's nose, so you came out early and waited on this road that must be passed. Believe the letter that Della Section sent to you earlier, You should have seen it, right?"

"Well, I've seen it."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

"Then your response is..." Lucius tentatively asked in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I'm not interested in you, or your proposal.

I don't think that just a few pure-blood families can control the current magic world.

Most importantly, you completely ignore the objective fact that the Muggle world is advancing rapidly in technology.

In less than twenty years, the cameras, monitoring equipment and Internet all over the streets and alleys will make it impossible for wizards to easily avoid the sight of Muggles as they do now.

Perhaps the Muggle Repelling Curse and the Oblivion Curse can still have some effect, but it's only a matter of time before that barrier is broken.

Therefore, the magic world should be prepared to embrace the future, instead of continuing to stand still and want to use the so-called secrecy law to live their lives behind closed doors.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, in fact, the master you served before did not really die.

It won't be long before it will be revived again.

In view of your behavior of betraying your companions, I think you'd better start thinking about how to explain it.

As far as I know, he is not one to forgive betrayal easily. "

"What?!" Lucius instantly showed an unbelievable expression. "How do you know this?"

"Of course I know. Because not long ago, he personally gave me a notebook."

Zuo Si took out the notes that Voldemort had given to him through the hand of Quirrell, took them out and shook them in front of the other party's eyes.

When Lucius saw the cover of the note, his pupils instantly dilated, contracted, and re-enlarged, and his heart beat wildly.

With just one glance, he recognized that this thing was exactly what Voldemort used to recruit his men, deliberately made up and left in Hogwarts school.

Many Death Eaters became more and more obsessed precisely because they saw those black magic notes, and finally completely fell at the feet of the Dark Lord.

Luckily, Lucius' mental quality is quite strong, and he didn't show the tension, fear and trembling in his heart at all. He lowered his voice and asked, "You mean... he is currently in Hogwarts. in the castle?"

"That's right. So let's make a deal now. If you do something for me, then I promise to ensure the safety of your son Dellako after he returns." Zuo Si proposed calmly.

"How do I know if this is true?" Lucius questioned very vigilantly.

With a suspicious personality, he will not easily believe other people's one-sided words.

Zuo Si responded with a smile: "You should know best whether it is a lie or not.

After all, it would be strange for a master of black magic like that if he didn't master a method or two to avoid death.

What's more, I don't need the allegiance of you and the families behind you, I just make a deal with you alone.

It doesn't matter whether you go back to Voldemort and beg his forgiveness after this deal is done, play a loyal servant, or stay on my side.

Because I know that you are a typical opportunist and have never had any loyalty at all.

There is always only one thing you are loyal to, and that is profit. "

"You seem to know me well?" Lucius frowned subconsciously.

Although he had already expected Zuo Si to be like Voldemort when he was a student when he came, he would have a maturity, ambition and clever mind that did not commensurate with his age.

But he never expected that the other party would see through his true nature as soon as they met.

"Not understanding, but character analysis through a series of behaviors.

In fact, what you have done is not uncommon among families with a certain history in the Muggle world.

Only in this way can we survive crisis after crisis after repeated jumps, and successfully extend the family for hundreds or even thousands of years.

In my opinion, there is nothing to be ashamed of, and there is nothing to be ashamed of, when a ship is about to sink and chooses to flee decisively when the wind blows.

On the contrary, this is a very smart thing to do.

A smart person will choose an appropriate time to make himself look like a choice he had to make in desperation, and he does not need to bear any moral accusations.

But those who are not so brilliant will look like shameful traitors.

Tell me, which category do you think you belong to? "

Zuo Si meaningfully sent out the torture of the soul.

Lucius was silent for a long time, and finally bowed deeply with one hand on his chest: "I'm sorry, please allow me to apologize for my temptation and rudeness just now. Compared with that person, you are the one who truly deserves allegiance. object."

"Why, aren't you going to stick to your family's pure-blood concept now?" Zuo Si asked back with a half-smile.

"I believe that the blood of some noble wizard family must flow in your body, just like that person. After all, the Sorting Hat can't make mistakes in this kind of thing." Lucius replied without thinking.

"What if Voldemort comes back one day?" Zuo Si continued to ask.

"It depends on the power and influence you have at that time, whether you can compete with him. We are not those families who are loyal to Dumbledore, and would be foolish to bet on the front line with our own wealth and life."

After realizing that his thoughts had been exposed, Lucius no longer concealed himself, and simply tore off the showdown that he pretended to be generous.

Zuo Si nodded slightly and reminded: "You should understand that I will not guarantee the interests of you pure-blood families, and I will even stand on the opposite side."

"It doesn't matter. The Malfoy family has obtained enough benefits in the last side selection, and now what I want to do is to keep the existing things, and at the same time ensure the survival of the family, especially the safety of the Della family. In addition, you and The biggest difference of that person is that he is very reasonable and will not force me to do anything through death threats and violence. So from now on, the Malfoy family will serve you wholeheartedly, master."

With the last word blurted out, Lucius bowed deeply again, showing no embarrassment in swearing allegiance to a boy who was about the same age as his son.

"You're very good at talking. If that's the case, let's find a place to talk about cooperation. You know, I have a lot of things that I'm interested in, and I need some special channels to purchase them."

After saying this, the two quickly disappeared into the dark passage...

(end of this chapter)