I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 227 The figure soaring into the sky, opening

In a residential area two streets away from the Pig Head Bar, in an old three-story building, there were no less than forty wizards with haggard faces but enthusiastic expressions gathered here.

"After all these years, Professor Dumbledore is still so naive, with some tricks that cannot be put on the table."

A faint voice sounded, it was a young man sitting on a chair with one hand on his cheek.

His appearance seemed to be forever fixed in a youthful state, and even the years that could wear away all things could not leave too many marks on his face.

Voldemort remained calm at this moment, but Bella, who was kneeling on the floor next to him, was already a little impatient.

Even after years of imprisonment in Azkaban, the youthful beauty can still be vaguely seen on the other person's face. After all... the Black family has always been known for their appearance.

"Great Master, let me go. In less than a quarter of an hour, I will crush those bed bugs hiding in the bar."

Voldemort did not reply to Bella immediately, but looked around at the crowd and said indifferently: "There is no need to bleed anymore. Even if they don't understand us, we still give them a chance to repent and reflect. Wizards are never ours." Enemies, accept all acceptable forces.”

"As for you..." Having said this, he reached out and touched Bella's cheek gently, "After the new order is established, you will enjoy supreme glory. This is a reward for the pioneers."

Voldemort was not sensational, let alone bewitching. His tone was calm from beginning to end, as if he was telling you that the weather was very good today. It was just the killing that was inadvertently revealed in his scarlet eyes that made people shudder, as if... he was trying hard to hide it. What.

However, Voldemort's plain words made everyone present faintly fanatic, especially Bella next to her. She looked at the figure in front of her with admiration. She was short of breath at this moment, her hands were tightly clasped together, and her face was full of excitement. Abnormal flushing appeared.

……

Three days is not a long time for many people.

Especially for the young wizards who attend Hogwarts, they just attend two classes, play a few games of wizard chess, or gather in small groups to chat quietly about the 'latest news' currently circulating, and before they know it, time passes. Suddenly passed.

Ravenclaw Tower.

Ian was in the bedroom looking at the wardrobe in a daze. There were only a few robes hanging in it, but each one was carefully made by Mrs. Magic Gold.

He soon had a choice and took out a dark gray plain robe.After changing his clothes, he tidied himself up in the mirror. This was the first time since he entered school that he took the initiative to look in the mirror and tidy up his appearance.

And all these actions seemed like attending a grand banquet.But in fact, he is indeed going to attend an important 'banquet' that will determine the pattern of Europe.

Ian received a letter from Dumbledore last night, and the 'guests' had almost arrived, and they also explained to him the reason for Voldemort's confidence - Gellert Grindelwald.

Therefore, he got up early this morning to wash up, tidy up, and meet this senior Tom.

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ian had already arrived at the Pig's Head Bar.

Arthur, Lupine, Kingsley, Moody, Molly, Stooges, Sirius... He even saw in the corner the girl who sent him compensation from the Ministry of Magic, Disguise Magus - Ni Fadora Tonks, and Headmaster Dumbledore in the crowd.

At this moment, the memory that had been somewhat fuzzy suddenly became clear.

He smiled and nodded to everyone, then sat quietly aside, staring down at his wand:
"Walking through the wind and fire is deep and courageous, loyal to the bright sunshine, the raven flies over the green star, the silver and green weave the glory... Ha! The dream of 11 years old, let's take the lead this time, make up for the regrets of the past, What do you think?"

The acacia wood wand responded to him with action at this moment. The wand's body trembled rhythmically. When the tremor reached a peak, two golden-red stripes like phoenix tail feathers appeared from the bottom of the wand, intersecting and spiraling around the wand. The wand was extremely bright at the moment.

"I know, I know everything!" Ian murmured to himself while gently stroking the stick.

About ten minutes later, Dumbledore walked up to Ian, looked at the boy sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, and asked again: "Do you need me to keep Fawkes with you for a while? You know it can... …”

"No! Professor. Maybe I have suppressed it for too long, but I am actually a little excited at this moment..."

After Dumbledore met those dark golden eyes, he said no more words. He knew that Ian in this state could not listen to any persuasion at all.

If there was a mirror at this moment, Ian would be able to notice the change in his eyes. Although the pupils were still dark golden, the golden flame burning deep in the pupils was no longer satisfied with that tiny spot.

The golden flame, which is like a substance, has transcended the pupil restraint and is burning wantonly in the eyes. The highest point of it even faintly touches the eyebrows.Now his eyes are like the high elves of Azeroth, exuding the luster of magic.

"Can you leave? Professor!" Ian asked softly.

"Let's go to the square, they arrived early." Dumbledore turned and walked towards the door of the Pig's Head Bar.

Just when Dumbledore had just walked out of the door, a dark green beam of light suddenly rose from a distance. After the green light reached its highest point, almost invisible to the human eye, it exploded instantly and turned into a huge one that seemed to envelope the entire city. Germod's Mark of the Dark.

At the same time, a team of hundreds of strikers and Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic, led by Miria Bones, Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, also slowly approached Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix.

When Ian saw this fierce female director, he knew that Fudge was a standard politician. At this time, he once again chose Mingzhe to protect himself.

But it doesn't matter, at least Fudge didn't hold him back like in the original work. The entire armed forces of the British Ministry of Magic were able to come out in force. Without Fudge's help behind this, Milia simply couldn't do it.

After taking a look, he no longer paid attention to these, but activated the magic power in his body. The blue magic nebula gathered around him. In the surprised eyes of everyone, the nebula dragged his body and slowly floated towards the sky.

Ian has not forgotten his purpose. Since he has made up his mind to show off his muscles, he should show them off in a high-profile way.

Whether it is the British Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix, the Death Eaters, or the Saints of Grindelwald from all over the place hiding in the dark, at this moment Ian wants them to know one thing, he, Ian Titus, is not a good person. Provoked.

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