Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

"Dumbledore."

Stuart Evans' voice was sharp and hoarse:

"A group of stupid, timid cowards who dare not face us and only know how to hide in dark corners. What we need are warriors, heroes who truly dare to fight against the darkness!"

"oh."

Dumbledore said calmly: "There are many such heroes in our school."

"Not them!"

Stuart Evans shouted loudly: "Those cowardly bastards are not worthy of the word hero at all! They are not worthy of trust!"

"Then why did you choose me? Evans."

Dumbledore looked at Evans' face: "Do you think, with just a letter or a sentence, I can lead you to find Alvin? Lee?"

"I believe you are a wise man, Dumbledore. -"

Stuart Evans bared his teeth and said in a strange tone:

"You are a smart man. If you are willing to become one of us, then you will get what you desire!"

Dumbledore was silent for a second, then smiled.

"Of course, Evans, I do."

"Well, welcome, Dumbledore Karloff!"

Stuart Evans raised his arms happily.

"You will be my companion, won't you? Dumbledore."

"Yes, I do."

Dumbledore nodded:

"I do."

"I like your honesty, Dumbledore."

Stuart Evans was so happy that he couldn’t wait to invite:

"Can you help me complete my plan?"

"I don't know if there's anything I can do to help you."

Dumbledore hesitated and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He didn't know what purpose Stuart Evans had.

This is not his style.

"..."

Aragog was about to answer, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Bobo, wait a minute, we need to discuss it calmly."

Dumbledore said.

Bobo lay down obediently.

"Evans, what do you want to do?"

Dumbledore asked calmly.

"It's simple, Dumbledore, I need you to help me complete my plan to 'save' the world!"

Stuart Evans said in a voice full of madness and violence:

"As you can see, this place has turned into purgatory!"

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"The villains and evil beings here have taken control of this place, and they have killed all our people."

"We must resist them!"

"But our enemies are too cruel!"

Aragog interjected:

"Those Death Eaters have many powerful spells. Their blood power is purer than ours. Moreover, we have no weapons..."

"arms?"

Stuart Evans sneered:

"Where are the weapons in the hands of those despicable Death Eaters? Anything besides spells?"

"At least, my master, my great father, left many treasures behind!"

"baby?"

"Yes, everything of value, such as that precious gem!"

Aragog stretched out his paw and pointed at the blue bead on the table, which was shining with a faint green light:

"We will sacrifice it to our gods! That way, we will gain power that can rival those Death Eaters!"

"That gem..."

Dumbledore frowned and looked at the bead on the table that was emitting a faint green light:

"That's no ordinary gem, Evans."