In general, the first magic power riots of the wizards in childhood are often directly reflected as a wizard’s magic innate talent. In the magic power riot, the higher the child’s control over this strange and turbulent force, the more limit the child will grow in the future.

Although this is only one of the criteria for measuring the qualification of young wizards, it cannot be used to represent a child’s life, but the reference value contained therein is still quite significant.

This child, like Marx, can be controlled with his own willpower rough when the magic power riots, which is quite remarkable.

For example, it is said that Voldemort was able to control his own power in his childhood, and use the mind to control the floating movement of the object in the state of magic power, and even communicate with the animals. This magic innate talent far beyond the ordinary young wizard is almost doomed to his extraordinary life.

Of course, the magic power riot process that Marx himself has experienced is another matter.

In general, the power of this black hair male child has caught the attention of Marx. In addition, the child’s father seems to deliberately hide secrets, and his appearance becomes inevitable.

However, no matter how you look at it, it is not difficult to find out – this man seems to be a little uncooperative?

“Sir, although I only heard about the movement at the beginning, I came over what happened. Well, after that, it can be said that it is by the way, look at my future students…” Marx said, “But to be honest, I have to be curious about your identity now.”

“hmph, me-“

“Don’t say that it’s useless, it doesn’t make sense to play it,” Marx waved his hand and interrupted the other person’s words. “The recent Auror of Ministry of Magic is very busy, I think… as long as I am with them.” Say, soon they will come over to chat with you about anything!”

It turns out that the deterrence of Auror and Ministry of Magic is still quite large. And not to mention that Voldemort tried to erode the control of Ministry of Magic, at least for now, this violent man who was not honest from the beginning, his face finally changed slightly.

“Kid, are you threatening me?”

For the man’s sinister look, Marx didn’t care. Instead, he felt a little satisfied with the change in attitude of the other person – as long as he would admit that he knew the magic circle, whether it was direct or indirect, it was a good one. beginning.

“Maybe!” Marx spread his hands. “I have to say that your inconsistency has indeed caused my curiosity. But how can I say it. This is just a personal curiosity that’s all… I am currently Hogwarts A professor is obliged to investigate and confirm the background of the Hang Family court for any student or future student at the right time.”

“Hogwarts…” The man faintly repeated the vocabulary as if he was savoring some past events, and then he scanned Marx for a moment. “Is Albus Dumbledore calling you?”

Marx hearing this, suddenly a brow.

Although Dumbledore’s reputation in the entire magic circle, his name was not strange to anyone mentioning, but now running out of this man’s mouth, but Marx even made a little strange.

“No,” he shook his head. “Professor Dumbledore has died… you won’t know about it?”

“Death? The Dumbledore?” The man immediately widened his eyes, and the horror was unprecedented. “Can it be… is… what the Dark Lord did? He… finally succeeded?”

After Marx heard it, he stared at the man with a puzzled expression and licked it.

This guy is ignorant of the recent most famous Dark Lord fall, but clearly understands the magic circle. In this way, I can only think that he was staying in the muggle world for too long, caused by the news occlusion.

“Voldemort is also dead,” Marx shrugged said. “It’s just a few months ago – don’t you know?”

“Also… is it dead?”

The man’s expression gesture changed in Marx’s words, and the color of surprise was inexplicable. In the end, it all turned into a subtle confusion.

“No, how is this possible? Impossible… No…”

In the eyes of Marx becoming more serious, he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, and again leaned on the wall again, then the legs softened and sat down directly in the corner. His son stood next to Marx, staring at himself with a confused face, and looked up from time to time to look at Marx’s side face, apparently not understanding what the current situation is all about.

“It seems that you are hiding in the muggle world and not mentioning the past, and there is a close relationship with Voldemort?”

The word Marx is not so much a guess, but rather an assertion. But the fact is also true – to make this man so stunned, the relationship is almost self-evident.

I saw that the man who leaned against the wall and was sullen, his eyes were a little sluggish, but the words that spit out from the mouth were quite clear.

“Yes, you guessed it…” he murmured, as if he was answering Marx, but he was talking to himself, “Vo…Dark Lord, yes… all this is worshipping He gave me my family, my life…”

The man whispered a few words and suddenly climbed up again with his body.

The light of his exhausted appearance, I do not know whether it was because of a previous injury, or because Voldemort’s death has had a huge impact on his spirit. At this moment, how he looks is like a feeling of being a teenager.

“You said that you are a professor of Hogwarts? Hey… When did the level of Hogwarts begin to get so low…” He lowered his eyes and waved his hand at random. “Ens, you stay in the room… As for you, hey, young professor, come over with me…”

“Why should I stay here! What can I not listen to?”

“Give me shut up! little bastard…” The man shouted shouted without hesitation. “If you still want to go to magic school, you will be honest with me! I don’t agree with Laozi, I see Hogwarts dare. Don’t dare to force you?”

Marx smiled and shook his head, then reached out and patted the child’s shoulder.

“Wait!” he said comfortably. “If it is necessary, it will be the same for me to tell you later, isn’t it?”

“Oh… um…”

The little guy was reluctant to be nodded and reluctantly agreed with Marx. This made Marx discover that although this little male child has the same stubbornness as his father, he would still listen if he could talk to him.

After patted his arm again, Marx stepped on his leg and followed the man who was going downstairs to the first floor. When the other party’s wife saw this, I didn’t know when there was another person in the house, and I was shocked.

“Child, child, his father, this is…”

Faced with the alarming look of his wife, the man passed by her side and sat on the sofa and waved impatiently.

“Go and prepare some tea to entertain you, right now – go!”

It can be seen that this man is used to giving orders to his family in normally, regardless of whether the subject is a son or a wife. And his wife seems to have adapted to her position at home, even if she is still very surprised by the appearance of Marx, but her husband told me that she went to the kitchen with a low eyebrow.

“Sit down! Young professor…” The guy’s brows are tightly locked, and he is still immersed in the shock of the past. But Marx still remembers casually. “Are you a professor of Hogwarts? If so, a few Can the protective spell still be done? Next, I need a high degree of confidentiality -“

Marx sat down on the single sofa on the other side of the coffee table, and waited for the other to say that he played, and seemed to wave his hand at random. It was at that moment that the film that had been shaped like a soap bubble was hidden around, and a small space near the two was directly enveloped.

“You can say it,” he said, “but please make it simple and clear. I have a friend waiting for me to go back!”

Although Marx does not sense any magic power fluctuations in the other with the body, in terms of his performance, there is no lack of knowledge. When Marx showed up with a small hand, he could find that the guy’s eyes were immediately a little more astonished.

“hmph… It seems that the level of Hogwarts has not only not lowered, but is it higher than in the past?” He curled one’s lip, but he looked much more cautious than before. “Well, I know what you want to ask… Because the Dark Lord had persecuted my grandfather, it made my father have to flee the magic circle with the young and young, and fell to this damn muggle world!”

“Is Death Eater trying to kill you?” Marx wondered. “For what?”

“hmph, those crazy guys want to kill, do you need a reason?” The man sneered. “Of course, maybe there are some incentives that people don’t know? But at least I don’t know… How old was that?” Do you think my father will tell me?”

“Oh, okay!” Marx nodded. “So, just because you are in your generation, you are still hiding your name in order to avoid the Death Eater? Have you even thought about the magic circle?”

“Is this shameful?” Hearing Marx said, the other person was confident. “Do you want me to risk exposure? From time to time, I went to the magic circle to inquire about the news? Well? Just rely on my damn squib? ”

Marx hearing this, I have to blink with a subtle smile – this bastard is quite reasonable!


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