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!The Slytherin Chamber was built to eliminate all non-pure blood wizards in Hogwarts.

But now, Salazar Slytherin's hard work has become the venue for the "mutual aid society".

"Hello everyone, some of you know me, and some don't. Then, please allow me to introduce myself first.

I am Klein Grindelwald, the founder of the Mutual Aid Society.

Mutual Aid Association.

Designed to help each other, learn together, and make progress together.

There is no estrangement and prejudice between the colleges, regardless of age, whether it is new or old members, they are all close brothers and family members."

Facing the young wizards who had newly joined the Mutual Aid Society, Klein stood in front of Salazar Slytherin's colossus and spoke generously.

Many of the little wizards who saw Klein for the first time showed curiosity, and silently looked at the most famous genius of Hogwarts, with excitement in their eyes.

Being able to meet such characters makes them feel "cool".

"This year is the second year of the establishment of the Mutual Aid Association, and we have welcomed many new partners.

and so......

The established spell practice is cancelled first!"

For a group of children in their early tens, Klein did not expect them to have the patience to listen to what he said.

Say a thousand words and ten thousand, it is better to pull into each other's relationship in the play.

Clapping his hands, he summoned a small house elf in many surprised eyes.

"Stevia, snacks and drinks."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Grindelwald."

The house elf "Stevia" seems to respect Klein.

She lowered her head humbly, and with a wave of her two skinny palms, many long self-service tables appeared in the Slytherin Chamber out of thin air.

"Ha ha."

Cedric, standing behind Klein, smiled.

This is why Klein has so much face.If they were replaced by others, those house elves would not violate the school rules and secretly make such a big battle.

"Wow!"

Bottles of pumpkin juice and grape juice quickly filled the table, and all kinds of snacks and snacks were endless.

Although the little wizards have eaten dinner, snacks and snacks are too lethal.They screamed excitedly, and rushed to the table full of snacks and drinks.

"Welcome to join the mutual aid association."

Klein took the initiative to pick up a bottle of grape juice and greeted the little wizards below.

In an instant, the response shook the sky.

Slytherin's secret room became a sea of ​​joy.

.......

"Pump, puff, puff."

Alastor Moody's prosthetic legs made a loud noise on the hard marble floor.

On the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, he walked towards Dumbledore's principal's room with a solemn expression, his magic eyes wandering incessantly.

"Password."

At the door of the principal's office, two hideous stone monsters lowered their heads and looked at Moody with vigilant eyes.

But Moody didn't give the stone monster a good face.

He just snorted, then took out his wand in the dirty ginger suit and vest.

"Professor Moody, this is not in compliance with the rules."

"Anyone who doesn't have a password can't see Principal Dumbledore."

The stone monsters obviously knew the "crazy-eyed man", and they kept their throats calmly guarding the oak gate behind them.

"Stop the fuck and talk to me about the rules."

Moody cursed, a trace of impatientness flashed across his face.

"I want to see Dumbledore now, now!"

Hearing this, the stone monster fell into silence, and an obscure wave of magic power slowly spread. They stared at the arrogant Moody, seemingly possible to make a move at any time.

"Okay...let him in."

However, the conflict still did not occur.

A slightly tired voice in the room calmed the tension.

After the words fell, the stone monster stepped aside obediently and turned into a statue again.163TXT www.txt163.com

But Moody pushed in with cursing.

He opened his throat and complained as soon as he entered the door.

"Tell me, Albus, what else in this castle I don't know?"

"Alastor, my friend, what's the matter, what brings you here?"

Dumbledore raised his head and forced an ugly smile.

His face is a bit tired, and his eyes are bloodshot...

It is difficult for such a situation to occur in wizards with high magic power.

Obviously, "Ravenclaw's Crown" consumed too much Dumbledore's mind.

"Dumbledore, what's wrong with you!"

I wanted to ask about the Slytherin Secret Chamber and the Mutual Aid Society, but I didn't expect to see Dumbledore who was so haggard.

Moody was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Ha ha."

The old man smiled without hiding, and pointed to the sapphire crown on the desk.

"It's nothing, don't worry, I've been studying this thing recently and I'm a little tired."

"Ok?"

Moody was puzzled, picked up "Ravenclaw's Crown", his expression stiffened.

"This is Rowena Ravenclaw's crown?"

This thing is so famous in the magic world, it is difficult for Moody to know it or not.He looked at Dumbledore suddenly, his normal eye widened involuntarily.

"Merlin is here, you found the only relic of Ravenclaw!"

"Uh...yeah."

The crown was found by Klein, rounded up, approximately equal to what he found.Dumbledore nodded and asked rhetorically.

"Alastor, haven't you found anything else?"

"Other things."

Moody muttered to himself, using the power of the "Magic Eye".

Now, he found a clue.

A black thread...

No, it is a remnant of soul!

"Voldemort's soul fragment. Hehe, as expected to be a genius at Hogwarts, can you imagine that he actually made a "horcrux" for himself."

Not wanting to sell off, Dumbledore had a direct showdown.

Hearing this, Moody's face became extremely embarrassed.

He knows black magic and what "horcrux" means.

In this way, Voldemort is not dead?

"Albus, do you know what you are talking about?"

The Dark Lord who swept the entire Britain with darkness is still alive in this world?

Moody felt his shirt soaked in cold sweat.

"The Devil" Sauron, the "Dark Lord" Voldemort, the "Grindelwald Blood" Klein Grindelwald...

Current threats, past threats, future threats?

What happened to the magic world.

It's so hard to want a little peace!

"Of course I know what I'm talking about."

Dumbledore was also very tired now.

In fact, he could destroy Voldemort's Horcrux a long time ago, but after thinking about it, he felt that this would arouse Voldemort's vigilance, so he never did it.

He needs to take care of too many things.

If Voldemort cannot be eliminated in one fell swoop, there are endless troubles.

He needs to find more Horcruxes.

In addition to Klein, he also needs a reliable helper...

Looking at Alastor Moody, Dumbledore stroked his gray beard.

"Moody, before you start talking about you, you might as well listen to my old man's request."