The Evil God of Hogwarts

If yesterday was Xing Ze's unlucky month, then tomorrow must be a good time. It didn't take much effort for him to find Professor Snape, who was taking care of his herbs in the greenhouse.

"Don't I think I'm a little annoying, Xing Ze." Professor Snape picked up the leaves of an herbal plant with his legs and inspected it.

"Why don't you tell him, Professor Snape, that Jamie Avery and I are friends. Not only did we go to school together, we also served in the army together."

Snape's legs visibly paused, "Does his interpersonal relationship have anything to do with my investigation?"

"Maybe, maybe not. He originally thought that during a conversation, I would tell him more useful information, but no, no. I asked him to go around in circles for a while, but found nothing." Xing Ze hurriedly said. As soon as Gordigan was gone, the fruit fly said, "Please, if I tell the truth from the beginning, he doesn't have to wait until now to question me."

"Forcing him to ask? Did I just threaten him?"

"Then it depends on how I define the threat, Professor. He knows that the Avery family is related to the disappearance of the Aurors, and he also knows that I will not tell him the truth easily. They may disagree and then turn into a quarrel. Finally, they pulled out their wands and poked each other in the wrong eyes."

Xing Ze paused and glanced at Siwaip's expression. Like the weather outside, it was cloudy. "So, he hopes to complete the conversation in a more civilized way. He is going to submit an application to the Ministry of Magic for permission to be proud." Check my application."

"I dare." Snape growled, and Wandong straightened up, "Dumbledore gave me tolerance, but he didn't. If I dare to do that, young man..."

"What's going to happen to him, Professor? Am I going to execute him there and bury him there for fattening? Oh, come on, Professor, maybe I would do that outside, but it's not a school, I don't dare."

"Don't try to challenge his patience."

"It's not him who challenges my patience, it's not him who threatens me, it's the Ministry of Magic."

Xing Ze clearly knew that Snape had been listed as a suspect by the Key Hall. In addition, his previous identity as a Death Eater had an unexplainable relationship with the Avery family. All kinds of signs made him Pushed to the forefront.

I'm afraid that without Dumbledore's strong assurance, Rufus Scrimgeour - the resolute head of the Auror Office - had long since made the wrong mistake.

Just ask for a thorough investigation order issued by the Auror Office. Whether it is wrong with Waipu, Dumbledore, or even the entire Order of the Phoenix will have serious consequences.

Of course, the premise is that Xing Ze has the ability to persuade the Auror Office, but in fact he does not. His identity as a Key Office investigator is useless in the Ministry of Magic. How many people will recognize his identity?

Therefore, he could bluff and bet that Swamp was wrong about how little he knew. It seemed that he won the bet.

After a period of silence, Snape spoke up: "When the Avery family was a Death Eater, they would be sent to carry out some secret projects."

"What secret project?"

"He suggested that I look up the meaning of the word "secret" in the dictionary. Even if it was in the east wind, Swamp's sarcasm was still the same. "He believed that they are continuing those projects now. "

"Is this the return of the mysterious man?"

Xing Ze's words made Snape raise a brow, "They are loyal to the mysterious man. Even if he falls, the Avery family's fanatical loyalty has never diminished."

Xing Ze took out a red candy and asked: "Um, hallucinogens, are they one of the mysterious projects?"

"There is cocoa."

"They are related to the Gunyou Gang, are they involved in human trafficking?"

"There is cocoa."

"Did they do the train attack?"

"There is cocoa."

enough. Xing Ze took a long breath. Although Si Waipu's answer was ambiguous, it was enough to confirm Xing Ze's suspicion.

He walked out of the greenhouse and looked at the gloomy sky. He was wrong about why Snape didn't want to tell the truth and he didn't want to pursue it. He jumped over the wall in a hurry, not to mention that the wrong person was one of the best wizards in the original novel. If he pushed too far, both sides would suffer.

As early as nine o'clock, Xing Ze came to the second-leg shop. The owner, Corey, was walking on the old armchair in a daze as before.

"Is he asleep?"

"No, it's only nine o'clock, sir."

"Then bring a bucket of water."

Corey stretched out his plump legs and said, "Old price."

"Damn it." Xing Ze took out eight Knuts from his pocket, "I really deserve to go to hell, Corey."

"They all say that."

John was as drunk as a dead pig, and he probably wouldn't wake up even after the end of the world, so Xing Ze poured half a bucket of water on him.

"Damn, damn." He woke up from the pile of straw. After seeing the person clearly, he raised his middle finger at Xing Ze, "He wished me dragon pox, a foreigner."

"Stop yelling, J. I also know how soundly I slept."

"What the hell is going on in the world? Is it illegal to sleep?" John wiped his face and lay back on the straw.

"Foreigner, he told me not to come here. Am I deaf? People from the Oil Gang are searching people from house to house. No fool would choose to join in the fun at that time."

"He thought they had found him."

Hearing that, John stopped complaining and asked with a stern face: "What happened, boy, what trouble did I get into?"

"Why don't you tell me first? Did you find anything? Don't tell him that I just hung out in the bar for two days." Xing Ze didn't intend to reveal his trump card first.

"Hey, don't question his abilities," John said. "He asked around, shards, Aurors, and all sorts of other things. Anyway, there was a drunkard who said he saw two people outside Avery's old house. stranger."

"Strangers? Aren't there strangers in that place every day?"

"No, so he gave him some money and asked him to look at the photos. He confirmed that it was the two Aurors."

"Is it credible?"

"He doesn't think it has much credibility. I know those homeless people. Just ask them for some wine or hallucinogens. They can say they have seen Merlin."

"So he guessed wrong. I spent two days in the bar." Xing Ze's tone was filled with contempt.

John didn't care about this. He continued: "After questioning him on the street, he called a few thorns and invited them to drink a few drinks. Two of them got drunk. The wine was really very good. Lie. One of them mentioned Dunn Eric, right, that potion merchant..."

"Why tell me quickly?"

John clicked his lips, frowned and said: "Did he just mention wine? Oh, no, he did. Now, if you can have a drink, please, whiskey is best, vodka is also good, no matter what Have some red cognac.”

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