Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

“..."

Hearing Lorne's compliment, the corners of Lockhart's smiling mouth twitched.

That's right, all his efforts now are to pave the way for this little blonde wizard in front of him.

But – it's a good feeling, too.

Lockhart looked at the ten rings on his hand, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

At the very least, he now has an immortal body and a powerful spell power.

"Let's go, Tom, they should be in the northwest corner. "

According to the information provided by Morris, Lorne led the Aurors behind him to the northwest.

There are many Aurors along the way.

If Lockhart hadn't been with him, Lorne would have been questioned several times.

After all, no normal wizard would come and hang out in Tumbledown Alley.

At the northwest corner of Tumble Alley.

It's a residential area, and the surrounding houses are very dilapidated.

Lorne knocked on a wooden door.

Lockhart, who was following behind, looked around curiously, for the first time he had ever been in the depths of Tumbledown Alley.

Who made him a famous writer before, if he was photographed going to Tumbledown Alley, his reputation would be gone.

Squeak –

The sour sound caused Lockhart to cover his ears.

A crack was opened in the old wooden door, and it was opened by a middle-aged wizard who had lifted the curse of the werewolf.

He opened the door as soon as he saw the blonde wizard standing outside who was very close to their master.

"Please come in, Mr. Geralt. "

"Hey, it's a mess in here, it's like a sewer. "

As soon as he stepped through the door, Lockhart couldn't help but mutter behind Lorne.

"It's full of werewolves, so if you don't want to be beaten, be quiet. "

Lorne reminded.

Werewolf?

Lockhart's eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"They can't kill me. "

There was confidence and a slight disdain in his tone.

To be precise, no one in this world can kill Lockhart except Lorne.

"Don't be so confident, maybe one day you'll be sealed. "

Lorne chuckled and shook his head.

Although you can't kill these filthy earth reincarnators, you can seal them all away.

So far, though, he hasn't seen a sealing spell in any of the books he's studied.

Just because you don't see it doesn't mean you don't exist.

When I stepped on the creaking stairs and came to the second floor, I saw Senior Tom sitting at the table at a glance.

Sirius, on the other hand, was lying on the couch boredly watching a copy of the Daily Prophet.

If it weren't for the large group of Aurors searching outside, he would have gone to Diagon Alley to find his godson by now.

"Good afternoon, both. "

Lorne smiled and said hello.

"Good afternoon. "

Sirius put down the daily newspaper in his hand and yawned a little boredly.

His photos have been the headlines of daily newspapers for the past few months, and there is nothing to see.

Lockhart, who was following behind, glanced in the direction of the sound, and was stunned when he saw the figure lying on the sofa.

"Sirius Black!?"

Lockhart muttered under his breath.

Lying on the couch must be Sirius Black!

He had been reading the front page of the daily newspaper for two months, and the news that Lockhart had been promoted to captain of the Aurors last time didn't take him down!

And Sirius is still their main target for the Aurors.

Lockhart: They were looking for him every day.

Didn't expect to see it here.

"Huh?"

Sirius felt Lockhart's gaze and looked over with a slight frown.

I always feel that his eyes are strange...

If he hadn't followed Lorne, he would have struck first.

"What, didn't you stay at home with your little girlfriend?"

Tom didn't look up at Lorne, who was now recording the form of the various areas of Tumbledown Alley.

Although he didn't want to do this, his body didn't listen to him.

"I've brought the captain of the Aurors here for you to get acquainted. "

"If there is something in the future, we can help each other. "

As he spoke, Lorne gestured to Lockhart, who was smiling behind him.

"Gilderoy Lockhart, who was the captain of the Aurors just the other day. "

"Oh yes, his body is the same as you..."

Captain Auror - and the same body as him.

Is it still the poor puppet whose soul is also played with by Lorne?

Tom looked up at the blond man in gorgeous clothes.

His eyes did not turn black, but blue.

Appears to be using Transfiguration or Confusion.

"Captain Auror?!"

Sirius sat up abruptly and stared at Lockhart with wide eyes.

Even Captain Auror is from Lorne's side?

"Nice to meet you, fugitive from Azkaban. "

Lockhart smiled and held out a hand to Sirius.

He didn't expect Sirius to be from Lorne's side.

“... Hello. "

Sirius hesitated for a moment before holding the outstretched hand, his tone a little complicated.

Lorne's power development is really beyond his imagination, it turns out that not only Tumbledown Alley but even the Ministry of Magic has been ...

Thinking of this, Sirius looked at Lorne, who was chuckling lightly, with a complicated gaze.

This little wizard in the third grade is really terrifying.

"Tom Riddle, like you, is Geralt's puppet. "

Tom nodded.

Puppet?

Sirius was stunned for a moment, knowing that the next conversation was not something he could relate to.

"Let's talk, I'll go talk to Maurice about something. "

With that, he pushed the door open and went downstairs.

"You were also killed by Lorne and then resurrected?"

Looking at those dark eyes, Lockhart stopped pretending.

His azure eyes also changed to the same color, black whites and gray pupils.

"Killed by him?"

Tom was slightly stunned, then looked at Lockhart with some mockery.

"I'm not like you. "

It turned out to be the poor ghost who was killed by Geralt.

Lockhart picked up a mocking tone, and he frowned at the puppet who had also been resurrected.

How do you feel like you're superior?

"You've probably heard me by another name. "

Seeing that Lockhart was a little dissatisfied, Tom shook his head and said.

"What's the name?"

Lockhart searched his memory for the name Tom Riddle, but he didn't remember anything at all.

"Voldemort!"