The Evil God of Hogwarts

Chapter 22: No happy reunion

Just like in the novel, Dumbledore was a decent man and would not use Legilimency on random people. Of course, it does not rule out that he would not use it on himself. Perhaps in his opinion, the Ministry of Magic was more important than Voldemort. The surveillance is not worth mentioning?

No, that doesn't make sense.

He originally thought that the old wizard would always ask about the train more or less, but he didn't, and even when it came to this matter, he only stopped there. When it comes to many students and Hogwarts, Dumbledore shouldn't be so calm.

It seems that both the school and the Ministry of Magic are deliberately blocking the news. No, to be more precise, it should be the Department of Mysteries. That department does not have much presence in the original work. It seems to be very powerful in the magical world.

What are they hiding? Or is it just a monster in the snow? What great existence is Cecil talking about?

Things become more and more confusing, and everyone hides their own secrets. Xing Ze secretly decided that before Dongci could talk to the legendary wizard, he had to find a way to improve Dong's own Occlumency.

Be careful to sail a boat that lasts for thousands of years. This is an eternal truth.

Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow he will get the answers to all his questions. Yong Wan may get nothing but more suspicion and suspicion.

The growling sound in his stomach made Xing Ze put many mysteries behind him for the time being. The newborn body needed protein and fat, and the brain, which was confused by various problems, was in urgent need of sugar.

He was going to have a big meal in the cafeteria and then have something refreshing. Black tea and green tea were both good choices.

Did I say coffee and wine? Oh, no, he's not addicted to alcohol, and he can't stand the bitter taste of coffee. If you want to know if life is already bitter, why bother trying to live with your own words?

Relying on his memory, Xing Ze found the Hogwarts cafeteria, avoiding students and teachers as much as possible along the way. He didn't want to attract too many people's attention. Fortunately, he has never failed at this point, and his undistinguished appearance always allows him to easily blend into the crowd.

It was past meal time, and there were not many people in the cafeteria, except for the lower grade students in twos and threes. There are no classes tomorrow, so most of the senior students will choose to go to Hogsmeade Village because the bars and restaurants there provide alcohol.

Each table has a Mingyue menu. I just need to mark the name of the dish with a magic wand. Of course, I can also go directly to the front desk to order.

Xing Ze asked for a beef stew, two slices of Welsh rabbit, a plate of boiled beans, a cup of black tea and a scone.

Since there weren't many people around, the food arrived quickly. The black tea came first, and it smelled very good. Xing Ze took a sip, and then spit the remaining half of the mouthful back into the tea cup. He forgot to ask the house elf not to add sugar to the tea, and the whole cup of black tea tasted a bit cloying.

As for the other dishes, they were not as unpalatable as expected. The beef was stewed very well and was delicious, the Welsh rabbit was just right, and the beans were so chewy that they could be swallowed.

As for those weird dark dishes, the tastes of the people of the Kingdom of Fu are not as terrible as the legend says.

When Xing Ze was about to taste the scone, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the cafeteria.

Barrow Foley. That name suddenly jumped out of Xing Ze's mind like it had magic power. It was accompanied by some unbearable past, such as school bullying, racial discrimination, etc.

Barrow also saw Xing Ze. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by arrogance. The former Gryffindor chaser strode towards Xing Ze.

"Look, look, who is it?" Barrow stood in front of Xing Ze's desk and exclaimed exaggeratedly. His voice attracted the attention of many students.

He is tall and handsome. Time has faded his youthfulness, but has added a bit of maturity, which makes him look more chic. It is estimated that many female students will be fascinated by him.

Xingze clearly knows that some people's nature will change over time, while some people will not, and Barrow Foley obviously does not believe in the latter.

"What am I doing here, boy? To fix the windows? He remembers me working in the Magic Maintenance Department. Oh, please tell me, is that a really nice place?"

"My memory is good." Xing Ze picked up the napkin slowly, "But my eyesight is not good. He is enjoying lunch, if I can see clearly."

Barrow was stunned, he didn't expect that. After reacting, he pressed his legs on the table, leaned forward, and said viciously: "He suggested that I take back what I just said, yellow-skinned boy, he doesn't want me to make a fool of myself in public."

Xing Ze wiped the corner of his mouth nonchalantly and said, "If he remembers correctly, I never dare to trouble him alone. Where are my guys? Oh, he forgot, they have all graduated, so Otherwise, my stormtrooper gang has also been disbanded."

"Oh, yellow-skinned boy, am I looking down on him? Very good, then I asked for it!" Barrow took out his wand, and Xing Ze heard several female students exclaim, "He has to let me You know, that place doesn’t welcome strangers like me.”

Xing Ze frowned slightly, but he didn't move. The napkin was held tightly by his right leg.

"Everything is petrified." The spell does not come from welfare, but from his death.

Xing Ze put down his napkin and smiled at the woman who was walking slowly. She was wearing a purple floor-length gown with a gorgeous belt around her waist. Her light golden hair was tied behind her head, her nose was high and her lips were sexy. She had been a hottie at dance parties since she was a student. star.

"Nice to meet me, Miss Ai... Shafiq." Xing Ze greeted her.

The woman raised her eyebrows, her stern face unchanged, and she waved her wand to break the spell.

"Damn it, can't he leave even a minute? Mr. Foley?"

Barrow reluctantly tried to wave his wand again. But the woman was faster, and the elm wand in her leg touched the man's neck first.

‘Dirty legs, Mr. Foley. The horse is holding its legs. "

Barrow's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly put down the wand in his leg, "That kid insulted him, Ellie!"

"So what?" Although Ali Shafiq is a whole head shorter than Fuliqiu, she still has no loss in aura.

The man took a small step back to put his neck further away from the wand. "He insulted me too."

"So what?"

"He didn't allow them to insult me. Those words completely denied my blasphemy." Barrow roared righteously.

Some people never change their nature in their lifetime. Xing Ze thought to himself.

"Oh, come on, Mr. Foley." Ellie put away her wand and said, "Don't cause trouble, the church people are waiting for you. Use my energy to pay those monks the wrong way."

When he heard the word church, Foley's expression changed, and he nodded: "Of course, of course, Ellie."

"Stop calling him Ellie, Mr. Welfare, they are not that familiar." Ellie frowned, then focused on Xing Ze, "As for me, Xing Ze, he is not curious about what I said, nor does he want to The monks in the church are enough to give him a headache. So, put away my wand. That's right, he was referring to the one I held on my left leg and hidden under the table.

"If he guessed correctly, it should be wrong for him now. Since I will be teaching at Hogwarts, he suggested that I read the school book. In school, magic duels are not allowed for private parties."

"Of course, Miss Shafik." Xing Ze put away Benson's wand, "Does he want to finish the scone quietly?"

"Very good, enjoy my lunch." Ellie withdrew her gaze, then walked towards the other exit of the canteen without looking back.

Welfare seemed hesitant, but he followed him. But not far away, he turned around and looked at Xing Ze. When he found that Xing Ze was also looking at them, he made a gesture towards the yellow-skinned stranger. He wiped his neck and cursed in a low voice.

"Don't be such a child, Mr. Welfare, they are late." Miss Shafiq, who was walking in front, urged.

Foley protested angrily: "I shouldn't have stopped him, Ai...Miss Shafiq, that yellow-skinned bastard didn't deny his wrong leg at all."

"He doesn't think so." Ellie said coldly, "Belief and blindness are two different things, Mr. Foley." "

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