Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Klein's first Saturday at Hogwarts was still very fulfilling, except for the morning episode, he was immersed in the ocean of knowledge all day.

Learning makes people happy, and the old saying does not deceive people~

"The appearance is smooth, cold in nature and sweet in taste. It can treat most heat toxins, but it can also be used as the main ingredient of poisons. In other words, if certain conditions are met, the nature can be transformed. Then, my experiment requires Where do you start..."

At the dinner table, Klein was still thinking about the medicinal changes of "Sheep Liver Fruit".

Because he was too involved, he even forgot to eat the bite of the steak, until the house elf's magic took away the plate, he suddenly recovered, and a little self-blame appeared in his blue eyes.

"Waste is bad behavior, you have to pay attention next time."

Talking to himself, Klein got up and left the table.

While the library was still open, he decided to check some materials before the curfew, but before he could walk out of the restaurant, the oncoming Guazi face Xiao Zhengtai made him give up this idea.

"Draco, are you okay?"

Klein greeted Young Master Malfoy and asked with concern.

"Who? Oh, Klein, I'm fine."

Draco, who was walking alone by himself, was taken aback and settled, his face paler than usual, he grabbed the strands of hair on top of his head, and a grudging smile propped up at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey buddy, who did you meet in the library?"

He moved his nose slightly, and then glanced at the book under his arm, Klein said calmly.

"Professor Quirrell, the one from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class... By the way, he also asked me to tell you next Wednesday at 7 pm, and he wants to invite you to his office to talk about the improvement of the spell thing."

Thinking of what happened in the library, Draco blinked and answered truthfully.

"Professor Quirrell's invitation, I know."

With a movement in his heart, Klein stretched out his hand and patted the opponent's shoulder.

A ray of light flashed by...

"Okay, I'm going to the library, you go to eat, the meal time will be over soon."

Quietly withdrawing his magic power, he showed a gentle smile.

For some reason, seeing that smile, Draco seemed to feel less tired.

Saying goodbye to the little friend who was secretly cast a "soothing spell" without knowing it, Klein went straight out of the restaurant.But instead of going to the library, he went directly to the eighth floor and came to Dumbledore's principal's office.

"Password."

The stone monsters on both sides of the wooden door asked stubbornly.

"Butterscotch."

Klein spoke softly.

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and he walked in slowly.

"You came."

Seeing Klein, Dumbledore behind the desk was not surprised. After forming the "Alliance", the two met almost every day.

"Sit down, I've written the letter and sent it out, don't worry."

He raised his head and invited Klein to sit down opposite.

But Klein did not move, but looked at Dumbledore quietly.

"Speak softly."

The old man knows, picking up his magic wand and waving it, isolating all prying eyes.

"Voldemort appeared."

When the "secret curse" took effect, Klein said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

Dumbledore was startled and frowned unconsciously.

"He's in the castle, Quillinas Quirrell, he can't be wrong with Voldemort."

His expression was as calm as ever, and Klein's body moved forward slightly.

"Let’s go out for a walk together, and kill him by the way. It’s very fast and it won’t cost much." No. 7 Novel Network www.7hxsxs.com

"Wait a minute, don't worry!"

Dumbledore took a deep breath, somewhat unable to keep up with Klein's rhythm.

What and what is this, how could Quilinus Quirrell be Voldemort?

That excellent wizard from Ravenclaw, he watched grow up, step by step to the position of the professor of "Defense Against the Dark Arts".

but......

Quirrell's recent performance is indeed a bit strange.

The old man squinted his eyes, a trace of suspiciousness flashed in his eyes under the half-moon glasses.

"Evidence, do you have any evidence?"

Suppressing the question in his mind, Dumbledore decided to listen to what Klein said first. The matter was so important that he had to be cautious.

"I smell it."

Originally, Klein didn't want to care about Voldemort's little troubles for the time being, after all, the water of the well did not offend the river.

Besides, it would be nice to have a guy who likes to jump up and down to share the outside sight for him.

But now that Pippi, who has no nose, actually hit his mind on him, delusional to affect his study?

Sorry, this is unbearable.

"smell?"

Dumbledore was speechless, but it was not incomprehensible.

Powerful wizards are generally very accurate in their instincts. Since Klein said that Quirrell had a problem, then Quirrell probably had a problem.

As for whether this is a conspiracy...

Stop it, if Klein really wants to do anything, no one in the castle can stop it, and there is no need to make up a lie at all.

The "Gringotts Invasion" incident at the end of July this year flashed in his mind, and he remembered what was hidden in the Mirror of Eris, Dumbledore rubbed the old wand that had changed hands, and his face gradually sank.

Unexpectedly, Voldemort sneaked into the school under his nose.

He cannot allow such a thing!

"Klein, you stay here first, and I'll talk to Professor Quirrell."

Making up his mind, Dumbledore got up, took up the old wand and hid it in the wide sleeve of his robe.After a second, he showed a hesitant look again, sat back in the chair, and shook his head slightly.

"No, no, it's not the time yet."

"Do you mean... afraid of involving innocent students?"

Seeing Dumbledore's eyes, Klein instantly understood why the opponent sat down again.

As the principal, Dumbledore always puts the safety of teachers and students first, and rash contact with Quirrell is likely to hurt the innocent.

Thinking of it, he blinked and suddenly thought of an idea.

An idea that not only allows Voldemort to be honest and does not disturb him, but also enhances the outside world and eliminates the inherent impression of "Grindelwald" in the magic world...

"In that case, let's accompany Voldemort in acting."

With a smile on his lips, Klein sat across from Dumbledore.

"what do you mean......"

With countless possibilities flashing in his mind, Dumbledore was a little confused.

"First of all, Voldemort is dead in the outside world. No matter what the purpose of the professor is to eliminate Voldemort, you can only let those in the Ministry of Magic-especially Cornelius Fudge believe that this is self-directed and acted. farce.

You know, you can never wake a person who pretends to sleep."

"Like the morning."

Dumbledore answered.

"Yes, just like the morning."

Klein nodded.

"We can monitor Voldemort to make sure he doesn't act rashly. After everyone is in place..."

As he said his eyes brighter, he held up a finger.

"This is the best time to do it."