"Little master, we still need to recruit snake people..." Seeing

that Samael wanted to leave them, McNeill hurriedly stepped forward to remind.

"I'll solve the snake man's matter, you guys go first."

Samael was a little impatient, and after opening the spatial portal for McNeill, he turned away directly.

Lao Fu has his own eyeliner, how can such a powerful and interesting race in the wizarding world not take advantage of it.

However, the snake people are haunted and rarely appear in the wizarding world, so Samael is allowed to deal with the snake people's problems.

Samael promised in his mouth, but he didn't think about it in his heart, he had already hidden the snake man in the mirror space.

This can be regarded as his killer skill, once the Order of the Phoenix falls into the downside, the snake people are the righteous people who come to support.

If Lao Fu fell into the downwind, the evil snake people would also sit in their evil camp.

It's really not good, he can still bet on both sides, anyway, there are many ancestors, and it is normal to disagree.

Opening the space door, Samael was very upset when he saw the gray-haired old man.

"Unexpectedly, the greatest white wizard of this century actually has the habit of voyeurism."

Harry Samael, who looked at the curly-haired beauty talking and laughing across the track, pouted disdainfully.

"Love, it's really a sweet and frightening power."

Dumbledore did not pay attention to Samael's words, and sighed to himself.

"I heard that you have a close relationship with the eldest lady of the Crouch family, you..."

"First of all, Beverly and I are just ordinary friends, and secondly!"

"This has nothing to do with you!"

Samael interrupted the old glass's intention to dot the mandarin duck spectrum.

Love?

Amusing!

He has seen too much unreliable "love" this holiday, and in addition to that hypocritical emotion, he does not feel the so-called power.

"Your love with Grindelwald is singing and crying, tell me in detail!"

Samael rolled his eyes and looked at Dumbledore curiously.

At that time, he only looked at where the magical beasts were, and it was not clear what happened to these two, so that the two of them found opposites.

Peace in the wizarding world?

Samael does not believe it!

In his opinion, Dumbledore was probably the radical of the two.

"Mr. Gaunt, it seems that you know quite a bit."

"Not a lot."

Samael replied calmly.

"It's better for young people not to have too much curiosity."

Dumbledore's face remained unchanged, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not from Gryffindor, and curiosity doesn't kill me."

Samael's desire to chat was surprisingly high now, but Old Dengtou didn't seem to have the slightest idea of talking.

Dumbledore just looked at Samael so quietly, and the two stared at each other, but said nothing.

Bah, just that little thing, what is there to hide, if it weren't for the interest, you chased me and told me that I am not rare to hear.

Samael shouted madly in his heart, but he was not entangled in this matter.

"How's your mission done?"

"It's okay."

Looking at the naturally solemn old man, Samael had no choice but to explain again.

"Damn, I'm not soft, damn it, I've hidden them all, werewolves have simple brains, and it's not difficult to modify their memories."

Samael is not stupid, and he did not really kill those "true loves", after all, there are unbreakable vows to bind him.

And these people who survive will also become the key to his whitewashing after the fall of Lao Fu.

"Don't pretend to be a saint, you should know that the real Armageddon may come at any time, even without me, these wall grasses may also fall to Voldemort at any time."

"You don't think about yourself, but also think about the pressure of the Order of the Phoenix."

Samael did not want to be questioned, and told Dumbledore his answer in advance, whether he understood it or not, this was the best choice.

Dumbledore sighed and didn't say anything more.

As a person who has personally participated in the wizard war, he is naturally not naïve to think that Samael is killing innocents.

"Professor, why are you here."

As soon as the two of them stopped talking, Harry's voice came from afar. As if he hadn't seen Samael, he greeted Dumbledore warmly.

Samael didn't mind either, shrugged, and when his consciousness divided into a part of the power to invade Harry's brain, he was directly dispersed by a terrifying force.

Dumbledore on the side stared at Samael inexplicably.

Samael's expression remained unchanged, looking at Harry's reaction.

Happiness, joy, humiliation, hatred, want to attack, but are suppressed by an inexplicable emotion.

There is really no progress, the whole person is like a sieve.

Even without the use of magic, Samael could see his mood changes.

Samael's nose twitched, and he opened his mouth with disdain.

"It's such a waste, you actually need to borrow such a thing as a tranquilizer to have the courage to face me head-on."

Harry's already suppressed emotions instantly exploded, claws appeared on his fingertips, and the looming scales on his neck made his whole person extremely angry.

He no longer cares about the problem of violence not being exposed, and he wants Samael to die.

Samael disdained and slammed his head into the oncoming train.

The iron sheet and glass sparked on his scales.

Harry scoffed, and after Samael let go of him, the wound healed instantly.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

Samael was even more calm, and when he decided to stimulate Harry, the information in his mind about the ancestor who had become a snake man let him hide.

Unless Dumbledore shredded his soul, it was absolutely impossible to know the real reason.

Even Harry thought that he had strayed into a cave and had gone through some ritual to become the ancestor of the snake people.

Old Deng did not think about this farce and took Harry and Samael's hands.

The silver light flashed, and all three disappeared.

......

Barberton Village, Badley.

The moment the three appeared, Dumbledore looked at Harry in admiration.

"Harry, there are very few wizards who experience apparitions for the first time and are as good as you."

Samael listened to it and pouted, they all became the ancestors of snake people, and their physical fitness was stronger I don't know how many times, how could they still vomit.

But he seems, like, probably, suspected that he did vomit.

Damn it, old glass buried people.

Samael did not want to deal with these two "master-apprentice affection", and walked towards Slughorn's house with his own care.

Dumbledore's plan was too obvious, and the abacus beads were about to collapse in people's faces. It is also not the first time he has come, and he has shown a light car along the way.

Nonsense, this holiday, just searching for this old product Samael has gone through twice.

Every time, he deliberately pretended not to see it, and let this make this make the old man secretly proud for a long time.

Whether Slughorn would say it or not, Samael wouldn't tell the old Duntou Horcrux exactly how many of them were.

Only when he dies will everyone be satisfied.

Everyone....

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