Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

Emma returned to the staff dormitory and said that the staff dormitory was actually not as luxurious as the presidential suite.

The large room of more than 400 square meters is full of various books. These books are the collection of Mrs. Stoke. Mrs. Stoke is a book lover, erudite and talented. and other high-end disciplines, down to a series of idle books such as popular novels and folk anecdotes.

In such an environment, Emma also likes to read all kinds of books very much. It may be because of the same preferences. Since she was adopted, Mrs. Stoke has loved Emma very much. Harmony.

Emma did not stop in the living room, but went straight into her room.

Emma's room is relatively simple, and it can't be seen that it is a girl's room. There is a simple wooden bed in the room. There are two small bedside tables beside the bed. Opposite the wooden bed is a whole A huge summer vacation on the wall, and a simple desk in the color of jujube wood.

In the upper left corner of the desk is a stack of yellow paper talismans and some bizarre materials. In the upper right corner of the desk are more than a dozen heavy books. On the right and left is a delicate quill and ink. On the left is a strange ornament that has been given.

The ornament looks like a three-dimensional triangle with a ball in the middle. The fixed point of the triangle of the three-dimensional ornament extends to the next slender stick, which goes through the ball and pierces the bottom of the triangle.

The most surprising thing is that this ornament is actually suspended on a small wooden platform, without any support, just suspended on the platform quietly.

Emma sat in front of the desk and fiddled with the floating ornament. With the touch of her fingers, the ornament flashed with a ray of light, and then returned to its original state.

Emma chuckled and put the Daily Prophet in her hand on the desk and read it carefully. Emma only had time to read the content she was interested in on the road just now. At this time, when she got home, she was bored anyway, so she simply looked at the magical world. Is there any interesting news.

Just as Emma's face suddenly changed, a piece of news in the newspaper caught her attention:

'New developments in suspected dark wizard attack in Manchestershire three months ago'

According to this newspaper, three months ago, a dark wizard attacked Muggles in Manchester, causing a granary to explode and five Muggles were killed. After a preliminary investigation by the Ministry of Magic Aurors, it was determined that it was a deliberate evil attack by a dark wizard criminal group. event.

After a three-month investigation, the Aurors have new clues. Mr. Coster, then the Ministry of Magic spokesman, said: "After investigating the incident, we found that in addition to a granary that was blown up, there was also a Muggle by the sea in Manchester. The auction was attacked, and five Muggles disappeared. Afterwards, the criminal group also conducted a series of silences against other participants. The incident is still under investigation, and the Aurors have already identified the suspects and are preparing to arrest them. ’

"Preparing to arrest? There will be overwhelming propaganda even if no one is caught? Either the Ministry of Magic is crazy, or this press spokesman has no brains!" Emma frowned and cursed out of breath.

She can already be sure that the Muggle auction in the newspaper is the charity auction that her stepfather attended. It can be calculated according to the time. According to the date of the newspaper, it was Mr. Stoke three months ago. Time to attend charity auctions.

The disappearance of my father is indeed related to the wizard, but...but why is it so secretive, whether it's me, Andy, or Caris and Petty have unknown methods, the four of us have been investigating for three months, but we can't Find the traces of the people behind the scenes, can the Ministry of Magic really get useful clues during an eventful time?

Thinking of this, Emma's expression suddenly froze, and she exclaimed: "The Ministry of Magic's hype should be just to scare the snake... It seems that the Ministry of Magic should not have any useful clues, and can only come up with such a non-technical idea. At first glance, behind the scenes."

While Emma was distressed, she suddenly heard the sound of the doorbell coming from the outhouse. Emma was startled by the doorbell because she was immersed in her thoughts. She put the Daily Prophet in the drawer and got up and went to the outhouse to open the door.

"Who... Who is it? Is it mom?" Emma asked timidly across the door. It's just after three o'clock in the afternoon. Mother won't be back at least five o'clock on duty today. Besides, she should bring the key. That's right.

In fact, Emma is still very confident in the security of the school, and such a cautious performance is just to confuse the public. After all, her special abilities cannot be exposed at will, so it is usually better to behave like a normal child. remaining trouble.

Gu Miserable Following Emma's inquiry, the doorbell outside the door stopped abruptly, and there was no more sound outside the house.

Emma's face was dignified, her right hand was behind her back, and her fingertips had already squeezed out two talismans.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, the force of the knock was heavy, and then a clear female voice sounded: "Open the door, it's me! I guess you are at home, you don't need to go to the library..."

Hearing the sound from outside, Emma breathed a sigh of relief, put away the talisman with her fingertips, and opened the door with a smile.

The door just opened, and I saw a red figure rushing in, hugging Emma and giggling: "Stinky girl, did you miss me?"

As he spoke, he pinched Emma's little butt.

Emma turned pale, pushed the red figure away, and said angrily, "Petty, you are a girl, can you be more reserved!?"

The girl called Petty curled her lips, sat on the sofa with her buttocks up, lifted her legs, picked up a copy of "History of French Art" and flipped it a few times: "Hmph, it's so hard for people to come out, you don't want to see me like this. I'm... heartbroken! Uuu... Since you don't welcome me, then I'll go!"

Although she said she was going to leave, the girl still sat lazily on the sofa, without any intention of raising her hips.

Emma closed the door helplessly, walked into the kitchen and rummaged inside: "Why are you here today, isn't every month you only have two days off at the end of the month... Do you drink juice or milk?"

"Juice!" Petty was completely rude, as if returning to his own home. He continued to explain: "Recently, things at home are more complicated, and you know that I am a puppet. It is enough to sit in front of the stage and make a board. Recently, the think tank at home has been busy with these things, and in a short period of time. I don't need to show up, so the teacher gave me a leave...

It's a pity, I came to you with all my heart as soon as I was on vacation, and you turned out to be a dead girl who didn't welcome me at all, so sad, so sad..."

Speaking of which, Petty deliberately let out a few fake sobbings that couldn't be more fake~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Emma handed a glass of juice and sat on the sofa: "The last time you left suddenly was not because of home. Did something big happen, and it was resolved so quickly?"

"It's not resolved, it's just an emergency, and a nasty guy has come back... Hey, why am I telling you this!" Petty seemed to realize something, and hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, What about that guy Andy? He's been pestering you lately?"

Emma smiled bitterly: "Otherwise? Otherwise, I wouldn't be hiding at home!"

"Hey, it looks like I beat him lightly last time..." said Petty, waving his fist eagerly.

Emma hurriedly tugged at Petty's clothes: "Don't make trouble again, Mrs. Glenn almost saw it last time, the old man is in his 80s, trembling outside in the sun, you and Ann The strong wind of Di's battle almost overturned the old man's house!"

"Mr. Granny... er..." Petty's face became a little stiff, and then she smiled and said, "Yes, I was almost discovered by the old man, and I will be more restrained next time!"

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