The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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In an instant, as Jokowi’s voice fell, everyone else had different faces, some cautious, worried, and fearful, while Aberforth stood in place, bowing his head in thought.

He didn’t dare to ignore what Jokowi said.

Although Joko usually seems to be just an eccentric wizard who likes things that are not understood, he is definitely an expert in his understanding of black magic.

Dumbledore once hoped that Jokowi could come to Hogwarts and take up the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, although in the end, he refused.

“I think you should inform Dumbledore of what happened here, Aberforth.” After a moment of silence, Honeyduke’s boss, Ambrosius, broke the calm and spoke up, looking worried.

Hearing this, Mrs. Rosmerta was also a little unsettled, looking impatiently at Jokowi, who showed a sickly smile from time to time, and did not understand why he had an expression of non-concern every time.

“Jokowi, why did you come, you should hide in your basement and study those little children’s tricks, you know, I hate it the most…” Mrs. Rosmerta crossed her waist and waved her hand, a little bored: “It’s this expression of yours.” ”

For Mrs. Rosmerta’s ridicule, Joko disagreed, still weirdly lowered his head, and said with a sinister smile:

“What I’m studying is not a child’s trick, if you tell you, you will be surprised.”

Mrs. Rosmerta looked incredulous.

Aberforth, and Ambrosius, on the side, were used to Joko and Madame Rosmerta’s tugging on each other, and ignored them.

“I hope it’s not Hogwarts, something is wrong.” Aberforth muttered coldly, feeling a little unpleasant at the thought of someone in Hogwarts, and said contemptuously, “He can always make some trouble.” ”

The person he was talking about, everyone present knew, was Dumbledore, who was now the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who was called the greatest white wizard of the century.

It was also Aberforth’s older brother.

Dumbledore and Aberforth’s feud, old-school wizards, more or less know.

In this regard, others are a little admired. However, the conflict between Aberforth and his brother, Dumbledore, could not be resolved, but now, he still chose the bar to spy on Dumbledore.

And as soon as this work is done, it will be decades of hard work.

Crunch!

But at this moment, when Aberfu was about to say something, downstairs of the screaming shack, there was suddenly a burst of sounds, and everyone’s faces changed, silently took out their wands, and stared at the ruins of the sound.

A pile of devastation, countless wooden furniture debris, piled up on the top floor, the sound came from below.

They don’t dare to be careless, although they don’t know what happened here yet, but this is definitely not something that ordinary wizards can do.

Hum——

Just as Aberforth and the others were holding their wands and slowly approaching the pile of ruins, suddenly changed, and everyone hurriedly retreated.

I saw the devastated ruins, and all the debris suddenly floated slowly, gently scattered around, revealing a stairwell on the ground.

Then, a person slowly walked out from below.

An old man with long white hair and dark blue eyes that looked messy at this time.

“Dumbledore?!”

Almost instantly, Ambrosio subconsciously exclaimed, looking at the old man in front of him who came out from below with a surprised face.

It was through the secret passage under the Screaming Shack that Dumbledore, who had just arrived here from Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was also stunned, looking at several acquaintances in front of him, Ambrosius, Jokowi, Madame Rosmerta, and his younger brother, Aberforth.

Madame Rosmerta was also very surprised when she saw that the person who came was Dumbledore, Joko still looked down and smiled, his eyes revealed a strange gaze, only Aberforth, his expression was indifferent, and suddenly snorted coldly.

“Don’t tell me, you made it here again, what a good thing, Albus.” Aberforth’s face was cold, full of doubt, and said in a deep voice: “Why are you here?” ”

For Dumbledore, although he would do something for him, he would never give Dumbledore a good face.

Dumbledore did not answer immediately, but frowned, and walked through the mess of the roof layer of the screaming shed, feeling the remaining very evil magic fluctuations in the air.

This evil magic was purer evil than any kind of black magic he had ever seen.

Dumbledore is more intelligent than Jokowi, so he can “see” more things, and in his cognition, it is incredible to have such pure and evil black magic.

For a long time, he suddenly turned around, looked at Aberforth with a sincere face, looked at Aberforth with expectation, and said directly:

“Aberforth, I need your help.” _

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