Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 323 The plan to kill three birds with one stone
"Is this the place where you grew up, little master?"

Under the tall oak tree, McNeil drove the calm Ike beside him and asked softly.But Ike didn't reply, just quietly looking at the somewhat active oak tree in front of him.

Touching it with his hand, he even closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, McNeill couldn't help sighing silently, he had no idea why Ike brought him here.Is it just because there is a place for his precious memories?
impossible!
It is absolutely impossible for a person as strong, cold-blooded, and resolute as the little master to have any weaknesses.Like the Dark Lord, he should be born to make a big career.

McNeill was puzzled, but did not continue to ask the bottom line.For so many years under Lao Fu's command, if there is one thing he must insist on, it is never to explore the master's thoughts.

That would die quickly.

"Oh, really……"

Ike murmured, but his hand was still on the oak tree.He took a step forward and put his forehead on it.

McNeill still didn't speak, and didn't think there was anything weird about Ike's behavior.There are a lot of strange abilities in the magic world. It is not uncommon to be able to talk to plants with Yirong Animagus, Parseltongue, natural Occlumency Master, mind reading and prophecy.

After a while, Ike walked away from the oak tree, glanced at the respectful McNeil beside him, and said, "Let's go, the teacher is still waiting for us."

With that said, he was about to apparate and leave.At this moment, McNeill spoke up.

"Master, with all due respect, is he really going to take a look?"

"It is necessary." Ike replied, "Let's go."

At that time, did McNeil say anything more.I'm vague, and there are few things that only need to be mentioned once.

The two returned to Azka Manor and headed straight for the castle along the road in the manor.There are very few people gathered there now, and when Shi Ren passes by, they will all raise their heads to show respect.Ike squinted, completely ignoring the meaning of those guys.

Of course, the same is true for McNeil, but no matter what, our status is much lower than that group of people.

"Master." Lucius Azka was waiting for us behind the castle gate.The life in Malfoy's class made me so haggard, unshaven, and completely changed from the rough, elegant, and haughty look I have ever had.Although the clothes are still the same as usual, but in the eyes of others, it is more like a fig leaf, barely retaining a trace of Shi Renna's family's face.

"Mr. Azka, is the teacher busy?" Ike stopped and asked fiercely.

"Master specially ordered that he just retreat before he comes back." Lucius Azka said, "You came to greet you specially."

"Thank you." As he said that, old Azka stretched out his hand and walked behind, leading Ike and McNeil back from the castle.

There were very few people outside the castle, the same as those inside, the people outside were all pure-blooded human wizards, like inside, there were no werewolves or vampires.

In fact, there are only two people outside the entire castle who are pure blood, and we are the two with the lowest status.Yes, that's more or less ironic.

Ike thought in his heart, but his face was very fierce. He slightly bowed to Lao Fu who was sitting under the long table in the living room, and said respectfully: "Teacher, you are back."

"Ah Ike, very good, come here and sit next to you." Lao Fu raised his hand and made a quick gesture. Ike walked over naturally, and all the way down the other food sitting at the long table. The dead disciples raised their heads slightly to me.

When Ike sat up, Lao Fu went on to say, "How about it, didn't you find anything?"

"Yes, teacher." Ike replied, "Sir Dumbledore did go here, but it was not for my purpose."

"That's it...it doesn't matter. The left and right are just for him to take a look, and it will not affect your plan." Lao Fu said, looking at the Death Eaters sitting by the long table, and looking at the death eaters through the small door in the living room. The expressions of the people watching outside suddenly became serious.

"You are very disappointed in them..." I said, everyone trembled when they heard the sound, and consciously raised their heads.

"As the active party, Ike only killed a few Muggles and Mudbloods a few weeks after Ike rescued them from Malfoy's class!" Have they lost their fighting spirit?"

"It must be like that, it's really a pity... because they are worthy to be your servants and your leaders!"

"You should have let Ike bury them with this low tower!"

"waste!"

The old man waved his magic wand fiercely, and dozens of magic spells fell on everyone except Ikele at the same time, knocking us into the air and falling heavily to the ground.

Who dared to utter the slightest groan, but knelt down facing Lao Fu at the first moment of landing, with his head raised, and made a confession that seemed to come from the soul.

"Master, please forgive you..."

"Hmph!" Old Vuger snorted, glaring at the group of guys kneeling on the ground, after a long while he waved the sleeves of his robe and sat back under his chair.

"Get up..." I said, "They should be thankful that they are not so useless... Yes, after that, you want to hear more news that only shows that they are capable."

"Yes, master..."

Throughout the whole process, Ike sat quietly under the chair and looked at the long table behind him, very seriously, as if studying how the patterns below were carved.After everyone else returned to their seats tremblingly, they said in a heavy voice, "Teacher, the next arrangement is..."

"During that time, you have been thinking about one thing..." Lao Fu rubbed the top of his head, his eyes narrowed consciously, "Why, your sacrifices and rewards are so directly proportional... ..."

"When you came here, you found out that your goals have actually deviated a bit, or you can't be more determined."

"Teacher, you understand..." Ike asked at the right time, and got a satisfied look from Lao Fu.

"The ones who persist in resisting you now are the old guy, Miss Dumbledore, and the idiot Scrimgeour."

"It's like wanting to make a person lose the ability to walk. The most complicated way is not to cut off my two legs..." As he said, Lao Fu closed the hand on top of his head, and his red pupils flickered frighteningly. Fierce light, "So, Scrimgeour is undoubtedly the most difficult goal to achieve."

"But, master..." Rookwood looked at Lao Fu timidly, his body still not trembling slightly, "Scremgeour has been under the strict protection of the Ministry of Magic Aurors, you seem to be very..."

"You need to use some method, you stupid servant." Lao Fu said anxiously, "Hiding? This will lead me out!"

"How... how to do this, teacher?" Ike asked again.

"You think..." Lao Fu said, turning his head to look at Ike, "Diagon Alley is very wrong..."

　RNG's game is really hot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)