HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 200 The Secret Society
"I've worked hard today, and the location will still be here tomorrow. I have already obtained the principal's permission to use this classroom during this period of time. If there is no accident, I will rehearse here."

After seeing that the time was almost up, Grid said to everyone.The actors participating in the stage play put down what they were doing to respond, and then packed up their things and left.

"Itana, can you wait?" Grid called to stop Itana who was about to leave.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Itana looked sideways, with a normal attitude, nothing unusual.

"Do you know that in school, due to various reasons, there are some secret societies that are unknown and only a few people know?" Grid smiled mysteriously, as if he was deliberately guiding Itana.

Not only does she know, but she's organized one herself.

"I have indeed heard that there is such a society." Itana raised one eyebrow with a curious look, "The chairman told me this because he wanted to unveil its mysterious veil to me. ?"

Grid nodded with a smile, "Yes, I just want to introduce such a society to you."

Hey, she is planning to pick up on this matter, is this home delivery?Itana felt amused, but she didn't show her face, ready to listen carefully to what the other party was going to say.

"It's really curious, is the chairman planning to talk to me about the related clubs?" Itana had a leisurely smile on her lips.

"Let's find a quiet place to sit down and talk about it. This is not a good place to chat." Grid smiled slightly, and winked towards the direction outside the door.

Mysterious, if you say there is no ghost, I won't believe it.Itana rolled her eyes in her heart, but now Itana has a certain confidence to deal with the troubles she may encounter, after all, she is not alone.

"Okay, but try not to be too late, you know, it will be troublesome if you go back too late and be treated as a night tour." Itana was fearless.

Grid quickly took Itana to a remote and deserted terrace on the fourth floor, leaning against the railing, and patted Itana on the empty seat next to him.

Itana pretended not to see, she was not used to getting too close to unfamiliar people, she stood there and smiled at Grid: "President, I am even more curious, what kind of secret society is it? "

Grid still had his ambiguous smile on his face, and instead of answering Itana immediately, he asked a question that sounded irrelevant, "What do you think our world looks like?"

Although his question didn't sound like it had much to do with secret societies, but Itana contacted all her guesses and felt that the answer should not be too hasty, which might determine what the other party would tell her.

Itana didn't think of a perfunctory answer right away, and showed a thoughtful expression on her face.

Grid didn't mean to urge her, and just waited quietly by the side, so Itana was more convinced that this answer had a certain significance to Grid.

After thinking for a long time, Itana finally answered: "This question is very complicated. It is difficult for me to summarize my views on the whole world in one word. If I must say it, I think the world is—a painting."

"Painting?" Grid repeated the word a little puzzled.

"Yes, a painting." Itana nodded earnestly, "It's an oil painting written by different people in different eras. It's drawn layer by layer."

To be honest, Greeder belongs to the part of wizards who don't have much contact with Muggles. Oil painting is something beyond his cognition. After Yitana's explanation, he has the initial concept of oil painting.

"This painting is old, because the paint on it has been painted and I don't know how many layers it is. At the same time, its future has endless possibilities, because oil painting can cover the old paint with new paint , depicting a completely new content."

Itana talked eloquently, and Grid slowly changed his slack posture and listened very carefully.

After Itana finished speaking, Grid reviewed it in his mind, and then sincerely praised: "This is the funniest and most novel idea I have ever heard. Your analogy is like those romantic poets. Same."

Itana smiled and listened without making a sound, she knew that it was time for Grid to tell him about the secret society next.

Sure enough, after getting a satisfactory answer, Grid finally got down to business.

"There is a secret society in Hogwarts, which is about ideals and beliefs." Greed showed a little proud look on his face, "Most people in the society have the idea of ​​changing the world, and everyone has their own ideas. Paradise. And our goal is to transform the world into a paradise for everyone.”

"Of course, this is just an ideal. Most of the time, after we graduate, we can only participate in some grassroots work, which has nothing to do with status and rights. Maybe when that day comes, the so-called dreams will gradually extinguish."

"So I think that when everyone is still enthusiastic, get together to share their ideal world and what the future looks like, maybe we can find one or two like-minded people, maybe in the mutual encouragement, that dream It won't be exhausted so soon if it is extinguished."

"Itana, I think you must have very interesting ideas about the future of the world, would you like to join the club and share with us?"

Grid actually sent out the invitation directly.

What kind of society is this?Do you want to be a big dream club?Sharing each other's inner secondary thoughts, you are not afraid of leaving eternal black history?After waiting for more than ten or twenty years, whenever I recall all the embarrassing things I have done, I can't wait to dig a hole in the same place and bury myself.

When he was talking, Itana kept complaining in her heart, and when he finished speaking, looking at his serious face, Itana couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Does this secret society have a name?" Itana asked.

"To be honest, we didn't give it a name at the beginning, but compared with other clubs in terms of recruiting, there was a certain disadvantage, so we thought of a name, Garden of Eden."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just marveled at the high-end atmosphere of this name, and I choked on my own saliva when I inhaled, just let me take it easy..." Itana waved her hands against the wall to express that she was fine.

She was telling the truth, she was indeed surprised by the name, and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Good guy, the Garden of Eden has been created, whoever came up with the name, don't be afraid... Hey, forget it, you can't think about it, this topic is too sensitive, if you are not careful, 404 will be fun.

(End of this chapter)