The Magic Circle From The Harry Potter World

"You are welcome, Lucius."

"You are here, is there something on the school board?"

In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore put a cup of black tea on the table expressionlessly. To be honest, he didn't welcome the blond man in front of him very much.

Lucius Malfoy, pale blond hair, cold gray-blue eyes, pale pointed face.

He is arrogant, scheming, and good at dominating everything, and this personality may come from family inheritance, because his son Dellako Malfoy is exactly like him.

He comes from the Malfoy family, one of the Holy Twenty-Eight Clans, an ancient, wealthy and influential family of pure-blood wizards.

He joined the ranks of the Death Eaters after graduating in 1972.

In a sense, Lucius, as the head of the Malfoy family, played an important role in expanding Voldemort's power in the late 1970s and early 1980s.

Although he escaped the liquidation after Voldemort's "death" at the expense of a lot of wealth and the reason of the Imperius Curse, Dumbledore knew very well that this kind of rhetoric was very false.

"I only came here for one purpose, to get that student to hand over the diary." Lucius looked arrogant, and there was a bit of doubt in his tone.

"Diary? What diary?" Dumbledore pretended not to know.

"You know what I'm talking about." Lucius slammed the snake staff on the ground, "That student named Fercus, the diary in his hand."

Dumbledore took a cockroach pile and put it in his mouth.

"Oh~~ So it's him."

"But Lucius, that was just a joke."

"You know, students from Muggle families don't know much about us. They don't have any fear of the Dark Lord."

Lucius smiled contemptuously: "Albus Dumbledore, you don't have to pretend to be ignorant here."

"That kid is well known in school, and it's not hard to find out about him."

"A man who could keep a dozen senior Slytherins in the infirmary for over a week."

"I don't believe what he said was groundless."

Dumbledore looked at him indifferently: "Sure enough, you ordered those students."

"I don't do such boring things, but some people... not necessarily." Lucius lowered his head, and gently slid his staff across the ground, "As long as that child handed over the diary, I can guarantee those People don't go to him."

"But unfortunately, you came late." Dumbledore pretended to be sorry. "After that day, I asked the child. To avoid trouble, his diary has been destroyed."

Lucius raised his head with an angry look on his face: "I don't believe this kind of talk."

Dumbledore responded calmly: "If you don't believe me, you can go to him yourself."

"But I'll give you a word of advice. He's a very dangerous man, in a sense."

Lucius finally got nothing and left Hogwarts angrily.

It's just that he had a question in his mind, why Dumbledore didn't stop him from going to trouble with that student named Fercus, it's not normal.

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"Okay, I figured it out." Bai Hao sighed helplessly, "Is it the power of the old feudal aristocracy? No matter which world it is in, it is an inevitable role in the development of history."

It seems that what happened today may be that a student from a pure-blood family took advantage of the fact that the "real" Professor McGonagall was not at school, drank compound soup and pretended to be a fake "Professor McGonagall" to attack Bai Hao.

He said why the methods are so childish, it doesn't look like Voldemort's style, it's a student who dared to do it.

I don't know which family's elders made a plan behind the scenes. They should want to isolate Bai Hao from the students of La Wen Keluo, so that their own children will not hinder him when they attack him at Hogwarts.

After all, if it wasn't for Wen Keluo's students who stepped in last time, the people in their family at the school were enough to teach Bai Hao a "lesson".

Dumbledore leaned on a chair with his left hand, his eyes staring at the roaring fire in the fireplace, lost in memory.

"The Holy Twenty-Eight Clan, their bloodlines spread all over the world, they are all powerful and wealthy pure-blood families... used to be."

"They are always against the power of time."

"Over the long years, many pure-blood families have fallen, such as the Lestrange family and the Rozier family."

"Some are even extinct, such as the Foley family and the Shafik family."

"But no matter what, their heritage is still there, and pure blood glory is the only thing that can maintain their status or power. This is why most of them were willing to follow Tom."

"I say this, you should understand, right? Bai Hao!"

Bai Hao nodded: "I understand what you mean, Professor Dumbledore."

What Dumbledore meant was that the most powerful force he faced was not Voldemort, but the pure-blood family that controlled most of the magic world.

Back then, Voldemort's rise could not have been possible without the help of the pure-blood families. Many of them wanted to obtain the wealth and rights that their ancestors once had. Voldemort's appearance was just an opportunity.

But it is a pity that Voldemort's power and madness have completely exceeded the expectations of these families in the later stage, and the final result is that these families have been controlled in turn.

But no matter how you say it, Voldemort is always the most representative and influential figure in "Pure Blood Glory". Once the forged diary is released, the pure blood family in the British wizarding world will bear the brunt.

He will have violent conflicts with these families, but that may only be the beginning.

There is a high probability that the conflict will develop into a war, and because the ethnicity of the pure-blood family is scattered all over the world, this war is very likely to develop into the Second World Wizarding War, and its scale may affect the three continents of Europe, America and Africa.

Thinking of this, Bai Hao's eyes gradually began to light up, and the red gene in his body began to agitate.

Do you know why florists' rabbits are born revolutionaries?

The sentence "Princes and generals have a kindness" can explain it.

"Then do you want to continue doing that?" Dumbledore asked seriously.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Bai Hao smiled confidently, "Professor, you underestimate me! Those old-fashioned nobles can't do anything to me."

"But I really need your help with something here."

Bai Hao walked out of the principal's office and looked at the permission in his hand. Dumbledore had already agreed to the establishment of the guild in the school.

However, because there was no formal student organization in the school in the past, it can only exist in the name of a traditional club for the time being. (Death Eaters and Dumbledore's Army were formed in secret, not officially.)

Bai Hao didn't care about this, it's just that the name is different.

Of course the president of the guild is himself, and the current members are tentatively Cedric Diggory and Hermione Granger.

As for the recruitment of members in the future, he will wait until the guild is formally established before proceeding slowly.

Bai Hao flashed back to the dormitory, and first explained to Terry, asking him to tell the other students not to copy the school rules.

Then he went to the Forbidden Forest again, got some food for You Ye, and went to the Room of Requirement for magic deconstruction until midnight.

The next day, at the end of the last Potions get out of class in the morning, Snape suddenly stopped Bai Hao.

"Filks, come to my office!"

Bai Hao, who was about to find Professor McGonagall, was at a loss: "Huh?! Why did Snape suddenly ask me?"

He followed Snape straight to his office, which was as dank and gloomy as ever.

"Professor Snape, may I ask why you came to me..."

Snape didn't speak, and took out a bottle of dark blue potion from the drawer: "This is a potion made from the venom of your pet, it can keep the brain absolutely awake, even the Imperius Curse won't work. .”

Bai Hao's eyes widened, a little surprised: "The Imperius Curse is useless?! It's so powerful!"

"Professor, how long does it take for the medicine to work?"

"I don't know." Snape had a teasing smile on his face, "But my toad has been very energetic these days."

"Huh? Are you in a bad mood?" Bai Hao didn't quite understand what Snape meant.

Snape produced an empty bottle of about two pints. "Give me another venom."

"Oh!" Bai Hao didn't care about Snape's tone of order, and he needed to find the right way to communicate with this kind of person and calm down.

You Ye flew out and vomited a large lump of venom into the empty bottle.

A few drops spilled onto the table though, corroding the old fir table with holes.

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched: "Now take your pet and leave my office immediately."

Standing at the door of Snape's office, Bai Hao looked at the potion in his hand and took a sip without thinking.

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