curse the world at hogwarts

"laugh--"

When the old pervert showed a perverted smile to Somersby, Rhine, who was far away in Hogwarts, heard the sound of space tearing, turned his head and saw Dobby sticking his head out in the corner of the corridor.

Dobby nodded at him, and Rhine felt relieved instantly.

The operation started smoothly.

And he was about to start.

What to start with?

Create an alibi.

This class is a third-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As a teaching aid specially selected by Lupine, Lupine is also used as a research object. Two bad friends who are each other's tools came to the little wizard.

With dozens of little wizards as witnesses, Fudge can't find him again, can he?

However, because he was engaged in conspiracy, Rhine completely ignored the lesson plan sent to him by Lupine, and did not realize it until Lupine led everyone out.

This lesson won't be about the famous Boggart scene in the closet, right?

Rhine suddenly felt a little excited, and even had the idea of ​​breaking Lupine's love for Harry in his mind.

Making the savior embarrass himself should be a necessary operation for time travellers.

Although Rhine had already embarrassed little Harry during the summer vacation before the first grade.

But you can never have too much of a good thing, right?

"What are you planning again?"

Lupine whispered as soon as he saw Rhine's narrowed eyes.

For a character like Lupine who is good at observation, good at thinking, and brave enough to take action, as soon as Rhine sticks out his butt, he knows what this guy is going to do.

Rhine's happiness disappeared on the spot. Although it was comfortable to have more acquaintances, the fun of doing things was also gone!

After thinking about it, Rhine gave up the idea of ​​persuading Lupine to trick Harry.

Without James and Dog Daddy to guide him, Lupine would be a good boy. The adventurous gene in his bones would not evaporate at all, and he would even be more restrained because he was a primary school kid.

Rhine looked bored for a moment, and was dragged to the teacher's lounge by little Hermione. Then he saw Snape who had returned to school with Flamel and Morticia.

With him here, Snape didn't show his venomous tongue, nor did he make any mockery of Neville. He just turned into a black whirlwind and rushed away.

But Rhine still asked Neville in a low voice.

"Young man, last time you secretly flipped through my education magazine, where did you see it?"

Neville was stunned, and his face instantly turned red.

"I'm just...I'm just cleaning...I'm not..."

Rhine will never let this kid go!

"But it is undeniable that when I came back to catch you, you had indeed read almost half of the book."

"..."

Neville was silent for a moment.

He admitted that even though the cause was an accident, he couldn't help but read it for a long time.

"Okay, I don't want to blame you, I just want to ask..."

Rhine smiled and raised his hand and touched Neville's head.

"Did JK see it?"

"Did Luo Niang see it?"

"Did you see the maid outfit?"

Neville looked up at Rhine in confusion. He really didn't know why he was asking this now.

But an honest kid is an honest kid after all. He still blushed and nodded hesitantly.

Rhine was instantly relieved!

"Come."

"Teacher, let me tell you what to do when dealing with Boggarts..."

Hermione, who had just raised her hand to answer Lupine's question, glanced at Rhine with a frown.

She felt that as a teaching assistant, Laing had a very bad habit of whispering to students in class.

Especially if I didn't tell her.

……

The slums at this moment were already filled with... guys who were sleeping like dead pigs.

Valley</span>The old gentleman...no...the old pervert took elegant steps and gradually approached the frightened Somersby who was leaning against the wall. The smile on his face was as kind as when he helped him pick up things.

"I have to admit that your hypocrisy and subterfuge at that time were perfect on the outside."

"It's a pity... that few people's thoughts can escape my prying eyes."

Somersby had no desire to complain about this shameless act of boasting.

He just wanted to know what his black braised egg boss was hiding from him, and how did he recruit this guy?

Just for a moment, he pretended to introduce the old pervert to his companions with enthusiasm, and by the way, he asked everyone to remember this face clearly so that they could eliminate any trouble later, when the old pervert suddenly moved.

An extremely powerful explosion curse exploded among several people in an unscrupulous manner, instantly neutralizing more than half of their combat power.

Before the remaining half could react, magic spells flew out of the smoke, knocking them to the ground one by one as if by name.

Somersby was also hit in the leg and fell to the ground. He watched with utter horror as the old pervert walked out of the smoke and removed the magical disguise from his face.

"Hanna...Hannibal...Lecter?!!!"

Although he has disappeared for nearly two years, Hannibal's reputation is still a lingering nightmare for American wizards.

But now, this nightmare was very close at hand, smiling at Somersby with two rows of kind teeth.

"Tut tsk tsk tsk~"

Hannibal smacked his mouth with regret.

"Forgive me for being rude. If it were in the past, I would never let you be frightened like this..."

"It's not good for the meat, and it's very unskillful."

Unfortunately, he has been forced to improve his recipes for a long time, and has gradually become accustomed to looking for all kinds of delicious food to make up for the lost happiness.

Naturally, Somersby didn't know any of this. He just felt big beads of sweat leaking out from his forehead and hitting the floor with a "pat-ta-ta-ta-ta" sound.

Then, he heard a "Gah~~~" sound and he fainted.

"Don't be scared!"

Hannibal curled his lips, looked helplessly at the situation around him, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Although the momentum is huge and the group attack effect is quite good, most of the battles that result in fainting make him a little uncomfortable?

No blood, no flesh, no wailing or crying...

It doesn’t taste right!

I'm a good person, but I don't get used to it!

After sighing for a while, Hannibal put away his boring bourgeois mood, turned around, opened the door of the den, and let in the people waiting outside.

This is a group of wandering dark wizards he recruited from the underground dark side of the British magical world.

He subdued one by one, threatened each one, and finally united them all under his command, taking advantage of his reputation as an ogre.

The black warriors swarmed in and began to perform secondary hypnosis and full body binding on the unlucky American magic agents. Their movements were as fast as if they were born with them.

Hannibal is very satisfied, he likes this kind of subordinates who can do things efficiently.

It was getting along with this kind of scum that gave him a slight sense of peace in his heart.

It's a pity...they are all cannon fodder in the end.

After a few minutes, the den became deserted.

Galahad, who was watching from a commanding height in the distance, also returned to Ma Qiang and Lancelot, telling them to quickly run away with the device.

The two-line cooperative operation achieved perfect success.

Meeting the dark wizards?

There is no need for this.

The American action team has been wiped out, but it will take some time for the news to ferment.

But at Hogwarts, during dinner that night, a thick and heavy cloud gathered and enveloped the ceiling of the entire auditorium.

"Cluck cluck cluck—"

"Huh? What sound?"

Rhine stuffed food into his mouth and looked around curiously.

Flitwick next to him was speechless, not siding with Rhine for the first time.

"Don't go too far!"

"Snape's teeth are almost worn down!"