Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

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Seeing that he had got the answer he wanted, one of the Aurors took out his wand:

"Forget it all!"

After dismissing the strong bald man, the Auror patted his partner and said:

"Okay, we can go!"

Another Auror said:

"Director, this is the second similar incident this month. Obviously, a magical creature came near here, but we don't know what dragon it is. Why don't we catch up and take a look?"

While speaking, the young Auror also pointed to the blood on the ground, only to see the blood on the ground pointed to the depths of the jungle, as if it had spread to the other side of the jungle.

And the Auror director of the Austrian Ministry of Magic, who was called the director by the young Auror, looked at the direction of the bloodstain and said meaningfully:

"No need, after this dense forest, it is a restricted area. Although there are no clear regulations, there is absolutely no way for wizards to approach!"

Hearing what his supervisor said, the young Auror couldn't help but ask:

"Director, I'm curious, what exactly is there? Why is it considered a restricted area, and everyone in the department seems to be very secretive about it?"

The Austrian Auror director was silent for a moment before slowly replying:

"Because there is a real Demon King!"

Hearing his supervisor's faint reply, the young Auror couldn't help but be startled, and then said eagerly:

"The real Demon King? Then we..."

However, before the young Auror finished speaking, he was interrupted by his supervisor:

"Put your mind away, it's a good thing to be motivated, but don't use it in the wrong place!"

The young Auror frowned and said suspiciously:

"I'm a little unclear about the supervisor. Since we know there is a real Demon King there, should we just let it go? We are Aurors! Why?! We should let him go to trial!"

The Austrian Auror supervisor glanced at his young subordinate, and then said slowly:

"Just by virtue of this demon king, he almost became the president of the International Federation of Wizards!"

"No one can judge him, Merlin, neither!"

Immediately, without waiting for the young Auror to speak again, the Auror director of the Austrian Ministry of Magic just apparated and left.

Later, the Austrian Auror supervisor appeared in a scenic valley. In the valley, there was also a courtyard. An old man was playing with flowers in the courtyard.

"Oh, here you are, Mueller."

The old man said without raising his head.

The head of the Austrian and British Ministry of Magic, who was called Muller by the old man, walked into the courtyard, took the kettle from the old man's hand, and while helping the old man water, he said:

"Father, today I..."

Mueller then told his father what happened today, and the old man walked slowly to a reclining chair and sat down.

When Mueller finished speaking, the old man nodded and said with relief:

"Thank you Mueller."

Mueller shook his head and said:

"Not tired, everything is for the greater good!"

The old man looked at Mueller with a smile and said:

"The dragon that the little master gave to the master looks very strong, haha!"

Hearing his father's words, Mueller also laughed.

Then, the old man sighed and said:

"Mueller, you have to keep working hard. We must get the position of Austrian Minister of Magic!"

Mueller nodded yes, and the old man went on:

"Although I shouldn't think so, but the old master did something wrong back then! Obviously, relying on votes, the position of the president of the International Wizarding Federation is a sure thing, but it has to rely on a unicorn, and this is given to Dumbledore and the others. Chance!"

"It's better to use the little master's method. Turn all the candidates into our people, so that no matter which method is adopted, the position of the chairman of the International Wizarding Federation will not be able to escape!"

Finally, the old man looked at his son and said expectantly:

"What we missed back then, I don't want your generation to miss it again! The little master has already paved the way for you, as long as you follow the little master's request and go step by step, the future belongs to our Umno Party! "

At the same time, Wentworth, who was regarded as the cornerstone of the revival of the Umbra Party, was sitting in the classroom at this time, looking at the ancient rune in front of him like a book from heaven, with a big head.

"This thing is really invented by the ancients? I'm afraid it's not a gorilla who just scratched a few strokes?!"

Wentworth was at a loss, but he still followed the professor's explanation, compared to the magic pattern on the book, and subconsciously swiped with the wand in his hand. The next moment:

"boom!"

A faint blue flame suddenly ignited, which startled Wentworth. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Wentworth's blond hair would probably not have a few left.

Seeing the flames quickly engulfing his table, Wentworth hurriedly aimed his wand at the flames:

"Clear water is like a spring!"

However, the faint blue flame was unaffected at all, and continued to burn, and even continued to spread.

Fortunately, the professors at Hogwarts, except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, are all top-notch in the industry, so it didn't cause much loss.

Finally, Wentworth looked at the four table legs left alone, but his eyes gradually lit up. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"That's called magic!"

Wentworth roared filial piety in his heart.

When Wentworth came out of the ancient magic weave classroom, his mind was still immersed in the knowledge that the professor had just taught. At this moment, a commotion in front of him interrupted Wentworth's thinking.

This made Wentworth look up in dissatisfaction, but happened to see three figures in Gryffindor uniforms running in the corridor, which also caused dissatisfaction among many students in the corridor.

Seeing this, Wentworth, whose train of thought was interrupted, took out his wand and was about to punish the three Gryffindors for ignoring the school rules when he heard one of them shouting loudly:

"Wentworth! Senior Wentworth!"

Wentworth took a closer look, but found that it was Harry Potter who was calling him loudly, and the other two, you didn't need to look to know, must be Ron and Hermione.

Seeing this, Wentworth put away his wand, turned around and left. At this time, Wentworth was full of magical ancient magic patterns.

Perhaps the wizards around him are too good. After seeing countless powerful spells, it is really difficult for Wentworth to be interested in what Hogwarts is teaching.

But the appearance of the ancient magic pattern once again aroused Wentworth's curiosity, which made Wentworth return to the novelty he had when he first entered the magical world.

Therefore, Wentworth has no interest at all in these three classmates who have a good physique!

Seeing Wentworth dodging a few times, he disappeared into the crowd. Harry and the others stopped helplessly, but at this moment, shouts came from behind the three of them:

"Senior Harry! Wait for me, Senior Harry!"