Jiang Feng quickly left Hogwarts, he came and left quietly, another dragon was added to the Forbidden Forest.

After returning to the manor, Jiang Feng took the newspaper in Dada's hand, and after glancing at it twice, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. It seemed that Sirius had already moved.

This man is a treasure boy, the only male in the Laike family.

As one of the 28 pure-blood families, the Laike family's wealth is unimaginable, but they are the most extreme group of extreme pure-bloods, and they would rather marry in the near future than accept Muggle wizards.

The result is obvious, Phineas Bu Laike's generation can sit on the headmaster's seat, and the population of Sirius' generation has withered.

In fact, there are more extreme pure-bloods than them, that is, the Gaunt family of Voldemort's origin, but this family has countless consequences of inbreeding, and is now extinct.

While recalling the information about the Bu Laike family, Jiang Feng planned how to obtain more knowledge.

Voldemort has never been his goal. A lunatic obsessed with the theory of pure blood is not worth his energy. The improvement of strength is the key.

Just like the trial court incident, no matter how arrogant his pure blood was, he still offered the inheritance with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye in the end.

But Sirius is not an ordinary cannon, this kid has a good idea, he can't be dealt with in an ordinary way, Jiang Feng thinks that it is not the time to make a move yet, and he will make a plan after getting in touch with him at the beginning of school.

During the following period of time, Jiang Feng studied magic every day, prepared potions, and learned medical skills by the way, trying to make himself look like a reliable doctor.

Finally, school starts.

...

"Feng! Long time no see!"

As soon as Jiang Feng arrived at the station, he heard a familiar voice. The next moment, Hermione rushed over like a sucking swallow.

"Long time no see, Hermione, how was your holiday?"

"Well, it's okay." Hermione looked a little unnatural, "I can't practice magic during the holidays, I... am a little anxious."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng frowned, gently grabbed her wrist, and secretly felt the pulse.

Things weren't going well, and Hermione's problems were much worse than she'd let on.

He pressed Hermione's shoulder and stared at her seriously, "Hermione, do you suffer from anxiety?"

Sure enough, Hermione's face turned pale, and she wanted to deny it at that time, but she was defeated by Jiang Feng's gaze, "I'm sorry, I, I'm just worried, I can't control myself..."

Seeing that Hermione lost control of her emotions, Jiang Feng grabbed her and sat in an empty car.

No one was around, and Hermione burst into tears.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

If they were pure-blooded nobles, they would definitely tell Hermione that this was a technical problem, and then encourage her to develop better magic to change everything.

But Jiang Feng knew that was not the case. At that time, he wanted to bring so many magic books, among which there were countless ways to change everything, but no one from the Ministry of Magic adopted them.

It's not that wizards are inferior to Muggles, it's that they cut off the way forward.

Since the creation of the world, the Eastern magic world has been twisted into a single rope by the red power, and has reproduced or even surpassed the grand scene of a hundred schools of thought contending. However, the Western magic world has remained stagnant, and the glory of the Academy of Athens will never bloom again.

It took only a moment for his thoughts to turn to reality, Jiang Feng gently stroked the girl's hair and whispered to her, "Maybe, we can unite."

"United? Why do you say that? What does it mean?" Hermione let go of her sadness and looked at her sweetheart suspiciously.

"The pure-blood nobles are declining, it is obvious, but they are not reconciled, they want to regain power, so they oppress half-blood and Muggle wizards again and again."

"What? I've already inquired. The top officials of the Ministry of Magic are all pure blood. They have better resources, more time, countless wealth, and power at their fingertips. Isn't that enough?"

Hermione's emotions were a little out of control, but Jiang Feng's words silenced her.

"Would Mr. Granger let his money go?"

Capital will not stop, people's desires are endless, and Hermione knows this, so she has nothing to say.

"Hermione, lend me your power!" Jiang Feng stared at her, his deep pupils full of sincerity, "Dumbledore wants to change, but he is old and has no power, but we can, we can do it to it all!"

At this moment, a strong sense of mission filled Hermione's heart. She believed Jiang Feng's words, they can do it, Dumbledore can't do it, let them do it!

"Well, Feng, I will support you. No matter what you do, it is a dead end to sit and wait!"

Seeing this, Jiang Feng smiled and scratched her little nose, "Okay, you should study hard now, I..."

"Ahem, Feng, I think I may not come at the right time?"

A soft voice broke the atmosphere, Hermione reflexively buried her head in front of his chest, Jiang Feng turned around and saw that it was indeed Penelope.

The tall girl had a bit of resentment between her brows, which made Jiang Feng a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, no, you came at the right time." He stretched out his other hand and pulled Penello into his arms.

At this moment, the two girls were stunned, and Hei Zhen, who had turned into a spirit body, was also stunned. What kind of operation is this? Embrace left and right and enjoy the blessings of all people?

"Penello, Hermione has a little problem, and I think you understand it more than me."

Jiang Feng let the two of them sit opposite each other, and he himself sat next to Hei Zhen as if unintentionally, although others couldn't see it.

"Hehe," Hei Zhen sneered, "Come and deal with me after you've dealt with the two of them?"

"Haven't you already been dealt with?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Me? Got it? A joke!" Hei Zhen argued, as if Jiang Feng was talking nonsense.

"Uh...really?" Jiang Feng pretended to be disappointed, "Okay, sorry, I, I was thinking too much, I'm sorry."

Now it was Hei Zhen's turn to be embarrassed, and within two seconds, her voice sounded again, "Okay, I admit it, you, ahem, you're not bad, just barely, um..."

Isn't this completely fixed?

"Boom!"

"What's the situation?" Hei Zhen's expression turned serious, and the train suddenly stopped for some reason.

Jiang Feng's heart sank, the dementor still came, he immediately got up and told the two girls, "No matter what you encounter, don't move, especially when the temperature drops."

The compartment is in the middle, and it is not suitable to seal the door, it seems that it can only be used.

Jiang Feng made up his mind to use the only magic that can defeat the dementors in the legend, calling the gods to protect him!

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