There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

"50 million!"

Simpson leaned over and rubbed his hands, in disbelief.

"Really give 50 million?"

Under the so-called reward, there must be a brave man.

The money is in place, the class can be overtime, and the work can be done. Even if you are a god, the wizards will kill you!

Not only Simpson, everyone who heard the reward had their eyes glowing like hungry wolves.

Ordinary employees of the Ministry of Magic only get fifty galleons a month, around six hundred a year, and thirty to forty thousand for a lifetime.

50 is too huge.

Everyone gasped heavily, their faces flushed, wishing they could catch those four people on the spot.

"Despicable outsider, how fast you escape!"

"Damn it, I would have caught up if I knew it earlier, I have a chance!"

"Yeah, why didn't Youqianfa say it earlier? I said it earlier and I arrested all four of them by myself."

"Of course, and it's 50 per person!" Mark waved his hand, showing his wealth and wealth.

Problems that money can solve are not problems!

"Only half a million nats."

For 50 galleons, he can't afford to sell the marks!

29 A nath is a Sickle, and seventeen Sickles are a Galleon.

Simpson did the math, and 50 was almost a thousand Galleons.

It's okay, not a lot.

The key is safety, no need to catch people, just provide traces.

Many people blinked, and the bad water in their stomachs rushed up.

"That is to say, if we provide the trace and get 50, if the Dark Lord misses and misses someone...hehehehe."

"We don't want to, who can't catch the Dark Lord?"

"I hope the despicable outlanders are even more despicable. I pray for them, and hope that they can escape the clutches of the Dark Lord every time!"

"Brothers, this great opportunity is rarely seen in thousands of years. We must work together to achieve win-win cooperation!"

"Eat meat or drink soup, it depends on this trip!"

Mark lives in Bengbu.

You haven't found the person yet, so you want to swipe money with a card bug?

What kind of person is this!

Wizards are usually laid back and elegant, that's because there is nothing to do, anyway, whether you do it or not, the work is there.If you do too much, you will not be given a salary increase, and if you do too little, you will not be deducted from your salary.

In this kind of working environment, everyone wants to eat and wait to die.

Now, when Mark released the task and paid money according to performance, the wizards immediately cheered up, gave full play to their subjective initiative, and used various means.

Let them find it first, Mark brought Huoyun Cthulhu back to the principal's office, and Grindelwald and Dumbledore shot to completely block his skills.

Hogwarts is the safest place in the world, bar none.

Even if the four reincarnations are shoulder to shoulder and have home court advantage, Mark is not afraid.

"What the hell is going on!" Dumbledore grieved.

What the hell is going on in this world.

He saw with his own eyes many of the former students of Hogwarts wearing dark wizard robes. I am dignified Hogwarts, a prestigious school for thousands of years. When did it become an advanced dark wizard training class?

"It's always been." Mark said: "When you were still in power, the dark wizards and Death Eaters in Britain were all cultivated by you."

"By the way, you also taught the Dark Lord. At that time, you were the professor of transfiguration, right? You taught him a lot."

Dumbledore: "..."

Don't say that, I don't want to either!

As the only magic school in the UK and the best magic school in the world, little wizards will come to Hogwarts to study when they are old.

Theoretically speaking, in the future, all wizards will be alumni, regardless of whether they are white wizards or black wizards, sneaky or immortal.

Hogwarts, across black and white, is so terrifying!

Dumbledore resolutely gave up discussing the issue.

Can't get to the bottom of it.

"I mean what happened to Voldemort!" Dumbledore immediately changed the subject, his blue eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and he looked at Mark, hoping for an answer.

"You promised me that everything is under control."

The good friend Grindelwald quietly took a step closer to Dumbledore, and the two of them will always remain the same.

Mark sighed, forget it, let's tell the truth, I can't hide it.

Last time the Lord God sent a few rookies, this time he sent five masters equivalent to legendary wizards, what about next time?

Thanos or Odin?

Thanos is okay, Mark is sure of dealing with him.

As long as Thanos is brought to a certain East Polytechnic, four of Thanos' Infinity Gems will be stolen, leaving only the Reality Gems, which cannot be used yet.

Because there reality aside.

When other god-level masters come over, it's over.

"This Voldemort comes from another world!"

"The same goes for those foreigners!"

Mark briefly described the basic operation of the lower main god space with a heavy voice.

"Fight, definitely can't fight."

"We can only delay as much as possible and trade space for time."

Dumbledore and Grindelwald gasped. It turned out that their world was in dire straits.

"Thank you for your hard work." Dumbledore choked up: "You are a good man."

mark:"……"

Can you stop sending me a good person card indiscriminately.

It doesn't matter if it's a beautiful woman, what kind of cards are you, a bad old man!

"We can solve this time, what about the future?" Grindelwald is full of worries, and he loves the magic world deeply.

"I have an idea." Mark flipped his hands and took out a photo.

The location on the photo belongs to Azkaban.

In a dark cage, a dementor hugged a hooded man with one long leg and one short leg.

The man was dead, stiff and motionless.

That was Feng Yuxiu.

I'm ashamed to say that since Feng Yuxiu was sent to Azkaban by the professors, Mark hasn't visited it yet.

Originally, he thought about finding a time to talk to Feng Yuxiu and ask how different the space of the Lord God was from what he thought, but Feng Yuxiu was already cold before he went.

The dementor holding Feng Yuxiu was very sad, even through the photos, the three wizards could clearly feel that kind of sadness.

Its bedmate leaves the world.

After much difficulty, how many gifts were given to the leader of the dementors to get the qualification to accompany the bed.

Now, the human beings who are fresh, can walk and move, and continuously emit happiness as food don't even think about it. The dementor is so sad that he wants to die!

The next time I assign living people to it, I don't know when it will be!

"I think the reason why the Lord God sent a new team of reincarnations is because the previous batch was completely wiped out." Mark said with a smile: "So, as long as this group of reincarnations is alive, there will be no future."

The Fire Cloud Cthulhu, who was firmly controlled by the spell and could not move, blinked.

Listen to this meaning, I don't seem to have to die?

Although Dumbledore and Grindelwald are old, they have good brains. When Mark said it, they knew what it meant.

"Voldemort must die!" said Dumbledore.

Others can shut it down, but Voldemort can't.

Mark is fine.

It doesn't matter, as long as Voldemort has no nose and a bald head, he can just die, and the Voldemort of this world can be alive and kicking.

"Maintaining the safety of the world is our duty."

Dumbledore pushed back his half-moon glasses.

"If we need to take action, just speak up."

"The four reincarnations are hiding in the dark, we can only wait." Mark said: "Let them see and see, people...the vast ocean of wizard wars!"

"Now, just teach the little wizards the great prophecy."

"Little wizard is our future."

Dumbledore nodded slowly, he understood now.

Sure enough, he had already guessed that the big prophecy was not an ancient spell.

It's another world spell.

Valley</span> "The pressure on you is much heavier than the two of us combined back then." Grindelwald sighed.

The rise and fall of the world depends on Mark!

Although Mark didn't feel any pressure, but people said, Mark couldn't refute.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald studied the big prophecy, and the wizards called their friends and friends to find the walking 50. Mark was also idle, and he simply interrogated Huoyun evil god.

There is a rule among reincarnators that they cannot mention the main god.

Otherwise, the secret door set in their bodies by the Lord God in advance would explode, blowing up the corpses of the reincarnated people.

Mark doesn't mind, it's more about insinuating.

"You should know that among the five reincarnations, we only need one living person." Mark said with a smile: "So I ask, you answer, don't try to lie to me."

"I know more about reincarnation than you can imagine."

Huoyun Cthulhu has accepted the reality.

This plot is too rampant.

The leader of the dark wizard, Grindelwald, and Dumbledore teamed up. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it when told to him!

The enemy's power is huge, and they are in a strange world of wizards. There are many spells that cannot be explained by reason, which restrain the warrior too much.

Huoyun Cthulhu expressed silent condolences for the future of his companions.

The key is that people know about reincarnation.

The biggest secret is revealed and there is nothing to hide.

"Write down your strongest martial arts." Mark said.

Huoyun Cthulhu's performance was obviously not right. In kung fu, Huoyun Cthulhu was decisive in killing and killing whoever he said, and he didn't talk too much.

This Huoyun evil god is full of nonsense, and there must be something strange in it.

Huoyun Cthulhu had no objection, he took a pen and snake, picked up a quill pen and wrote an article on the parchment with vivid colors and pictures.

He wrote a toad technique and drew a big toad.

The article is serious and serious, and the pictures are funny and lively.

"Are you kidding me?" Mark paused every word: "Let's play superstars in troubled times, speak the language of the strong, and don't say a word of seriousness."

"Do you have to ask me to use Legilimency for you to be honest?"

"In case I accidentally see something that shouldn't be seen, you know the consequences!"

Some time ago, Mark used the Imperius Curse to control Huang Chao, and when he discovered his identity as a reincarnator, Huang Chao exploded on the spot.

Legilimency and Nian discovered the identity of Huoyun Cthulhu, and he had the same fate.

"Don't worry, you haven't had time to write yet." Huoyun Cthulhu smiled all over his face. He turned the parchment and wrote down the catastrophe.

Mark rubbed his eyes.

It won't be the crazy disaster I thought.

Huoyun Cthulhu continued to write, and Mark was sweating profusely.

Really that madness.

One of the nine disasters of heaven and man.

There is one thing to say, the first few of the nine disasters between heaven and man are quite good, such as laziness, laziness is the nature of the human race, but if everyone can turn laziness into treasure, it will bless the human race and forge ahead forever.

The lazier you are, the faster you can cultivate laziness.

Who is not a slacker?

Another example is poverty, you can borrow money from whoever you want, and you can borrow money based on your ability, and there is no shame in it.

Ugly Calamity adheres to the ultimate idea that people who are ugly need to read more books, which can greatly improve the speed of cultivation and the level of understanding.Even God can deceive you if you are foolish, and greedy calamity obliterates the other party's desire and turns it into your own merit...

Wild disasters are not good, but a little practice is fine, it is not a long-term solution.

Arrogance is a shortcut to the abyss. When the true madness is exposed, it will bring equal destruction to everyone, whether it is your enemy or you.

It's okay to practice the nine disasters of heaven and man together, but it will be cool sooner or later to practice pure disasters.

It becomes a transfer station between void and matter.

Huoyun Cthulhu stopped writing after finishing the mad disaster, and without further ado, Mark shot Avada to end his life.

People who practice wild disasters, even if they are lame or weak, cannot ignore them.

He is the source of the possibility of going berserk at any time.

Huoyun Cthulhu's eyes widened. To the end of his life, he didn't understand why Mark wanted to kill him.

Mark put away the parchment that recorded the catastrophe. Maybe the big prophecy can be practiced, but this thing is definitely not to be seen.

In Hogsmeade, Quirrell is under a lot of pressure.

"Master, look, what should we do now?"

Quirrell was scared to death after witnessing thousands of dark wizards cast spells in Knockturn Alley.

He doubted whether Voldemort could stand up.

"Don't worry about Quirrell, we can do it." Voldemort said with a smile: "What if my Horcrux joins forces with Grindelwald?"

"Don't forget, back then, Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald with his own hands and locked him in the tower of Newgarmond!"

Voldemort remembered this incident clearly. At that time, Voldemort was still studying. Dumbledore and Grindelwald had a decisive battle. The young Voldemort remembered it deeply. envious.

"Dumbledore can beat Grindelwald once, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!"

"What about your Horcrux?" Quirrell asked, the tiger can't stand the pack of wolves, the Horcrux is shoulder to shoulder with Grindelwald, how can Dumbledore fight?

"Can't fight!" Voldemort said firmly.

"So, we have to help him!"

"I need help from my most loyal servant." Voldemort said, "Quirrell, go, my most loyal friends have been imprisoned in Azkaban for ten years, and they have been waiting for my return all the time."

"They will always be loyal to me alone, instead of surrendering to my Horcrux like Lucius!"

Quirrell nodded, I understand the truth, so how should I rescue those Death Eaters from Azkaban?

There are a large group of dementors acting as guards, a few are okay, but I can't beat them in numbers!

"Don't worry!" Voldemort laughed darkly: "Dementors? They are born to belong to my army!"

"When I come to Azkaban, the loyal dementors will kneel on the ground to welcome the return of their emperor!"

Voldemort was full of confidence, but Quirrell was not sure at all.

"If you are in your prime, I have no doubts, but now..." Quirrell did not dare to continue.

"Then take the last resort!" Voldemort gritted his teeth: "Learn skills from barbarians to control barbarians!"

Quirrell didn't understand.

"Control the soul with the soul!"

"Actually, I made two Horcruxes." Voldemort said, "We revived the other Horcrux, jumped out to fight it, and then we hid in the dark, waiting for the opportunity."

Quirrell: "..."

As expected of the master, his thoughts are clear and strange.

But you swore to me at the time that there was only one Horcrux!

"Two is a magic number." Voldemort said: "Water and fire, yin and yang, right and wrong, pros and cons, strength and weakness, black and white, are all constructed from two completely different things."

"I made Horcruxes based on certain principles, so I made two Horcruxes."

"A few days ago, I did deceive you. Sorry, I won't do it again."

The master has apologized, what can Quirrell do?

Of course I chose to forgive him!

I just hope that the master is speaking with the facts this time, not lying.

"So, where is your other Horcrux hidden?"

Voldemort was lost in thought.

First rule out the diary, this guy is now resurrected to show his might.

Then excluding the Ravenclaw crown, the Room of Requirement is not so easy to enter.

Continue to rule out Hufflepuff's gold cup, which was handed over to Bellatrix for safekeeping, and Voldemort didn't know where it was hidden.

Slytherin's locket had to be ruled out, the measures to protect it were too strict, and it was not that simple to crack.

Then there is only one answer.

"Go to Gaunt's old house!"

"Ah?" Quirrell blinked, where is the master's Horcrux hidden?

"That's right." Voldemort said grimly.

"Remember to bring a shovel."

"It's useful to dig my ancestral grave!"

Quirrell: "..."

He suddenly didn't want to go.

Voldemort's ancestral grave was dug today.

I'm afraid someone will visit his grave next year.