There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Ah this.

Unexpectedly, Lucius did not come to find the old master, but to find his son.

Mark took a sip of tea to calm down.

Your son is fine. He just walked out of my office a minute ago.

Tom in the drawer was startled, thinking something was wrong.

"Hold on, Tom, there's hope!"

The boy cheers himself up.

"In front of the headmaster of Hogwarts, Lucius didn't dare to mention me, only his son."

"Finding my son means finding me!"

"Don't worry." Mark poured tea for Lucius.

The high-quality black tea is brewed at high temperature, and the tea fragrance is overflowing.

"Freezing Curse!" Lucius cast the spell without a wand, controlled the input of magic power, and a cup of steaming tea instantly became ice-cold. Lucius drank it down and put down the cup.

The tea is over, it's time to talk.

"Draco was captured by Voldemort!" Lucius' voice choked up: "Bastard Voldemort, he's not human!"

"What's coming at me, why are you arresting my son!"

Tom: "..."

Tom's heart is complicated, and he finally deeply understands the true meaning of the five words "the villain first sues".

Obviously it was your brat who took me away. I was weak, pitiful and helpless the whole time. If I hadn't cleverly pretended to be your father, I would have been burned to death by him!

Tom is in his 60s this year, Lucius is in his 30s, and Draco Malfoy is 11 years old. It is not an insult to count seniority by age.

"Is there some misunderstanding?" Mark asked gently.

There is one thing to say, Voldemort has done all kinds of bad things, and he has no conscience, but he really never did the kidnapping of Malfoy.

As a good person, Mark insists on not wronging a good person and not letting a bad person go.

"Principal, you are so kind-hearted!" Lucius beat his chest and said, "Who is Voldemort? A villain with sores on his head and pus on his feet, what's the point of tying my son? He even took over his subordinate's wife, and his subordinates can only swallow his anger. Want to cry but have no tears, suppress laughter during the day, don't know where to wipe my face at night!"

Tom couldn't take it anymore.

I, Young Voldemort!

He considers himself not a good person, and kills decisively. Whoever scolds me will cut off his siblings, and whoever provokes me will kill his whole family.

But the reason why rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests, I understand!

When I was in school, a lot of girls threw themselves into my arms, but I turned a deaf ear to it, and spent my limited time on unlimited learning.

How could it be possible to become obsessed with women after graduation?

Not to mention his wife!

Shocking!

It must have been made up by the white wizard to blackmail me!

"I've heard about this too. It's said that the Dark Lord took Rodolphus' wife, Bellatrix, and Rodolphus didn't even dare to fart." Mark admitted this.

"Now Rodolphs and Bellatrix have been sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban and deserve the punishment they deserve."

Knowing the addresses of the woman and the sufferer, Tom decided that he must go to Azkaban to confront them face-to-face.

Voldemort must be returned innocent!

Married woman, how could I move!

"Aside from Draco, what important things have you lost?" Mark asked.

"No more," Lucius said.

I also lost a diary, but it's not important, there's no need to tell Principal Mark.

To organize rescue, we must unite as one and work together.

In case the rescue team is divided into two groups, and they are not strong enough to fight against the black wizard, they will be finished without saving anything.

What's even more disgusting is that Draco couldn't be rescued when the diary was retrieved. If this happened, Lucius would cry to death.

It's better to clench all your strength into one fist, pay a high price, and save your son!

"Mr. Principal, I know this is not easy, and I am willing to pay for it!"

When it comes to money, Mark has an idea.

He tapped his fingers on the table and frowned.

"It's hard, it's hard, Voldemort sent Death Eaters to arrest your son, and it's still safe in Hogsmeade!"

"What does this mean? It means that the troops he sent must be elite soldiers, well-planned and quick-moving. A few people can't do it!"

"If you want to catch a few Death Eaters like this, you have to keep Draco safe, which is difficult."

It's just difficult to do, not impossible.

Lucius was relieved: "My Malfoy family has a long history and has a collection of many ancient spells. I am willing to donate to Hogwarts as a reward for the professors."

Mark frowned: "What do you mean, are we like that?"

"Of course not!" Lucius said categorically, "Mr. Principal and all the professors are honorable and upright. This is nothing."

"It's just that I really don't know how to thank you for your help."

"Hey, it's hard for you." Mark sighed: "I know you didn't mean it. It's all because of the damn world. The world is going down, people's hearts are not old, and everyone looks at money."

"As a Hogwarts professor, protecting Hogwarts students is my duty!"

"Unfortunately, because of a small group of impure-minded professors, Hogwarts has set off a trend of injustice. Regarding this matter, I, the headmaster, have the responsibility!"

"Where is it?" Lucius said with tears in his eyes, "It's not easy for everyone. Even if you are willing to volunteer, there will always be professors who are unwilling and will gossip behind their backs."

"Besides, the professors are running for my son Lucius, risking their lives to fight the Death Eaters, I should give something, I can't let the professors bleed and cry!"

Mark patted Lucius on the shoulder hard.

If everyone could think like Lucius, how could Hogwarts be short of money?

Although they made a lot of money by speculating on Hogsmeade real estate recently, who would think too much money?

Mark doesn't, anyway.

So how much is it really worth?

"This..." Lucius gritted his teeth. Money is precious, and the family price is even higher. If it is for his son, both can be thrown away.

Draco Malfoy is his only son.

For Draco, he is willing to give everything.

But if you can give less, you still have to give less.

"It depends on the difficulty." Lucius said, "If Draco was rescued easily, the professors must be embarrassed to charge more money."

"If you go through all the hard work, I swear on the honor of the Malfoy family that I will definitely give the professors the rewards they deserve!"

Mark shook his head, you are wrong, no one is embarrassed.

Sacred 28 pure blood swear by family name is still very credible.

Mark held Lucius' hand and said affectionately: "Mr. Lucius, don't worry, Hogwarts has a clear stand and will fight the evil dark wizard to the end."

"We are determined and confident to protect the lives of all little wizards and prevent them from being poisoned by Death Eaters."

Afterwards, Mark patted his chest and promised.

"Don't say that Voldemort sent elite Death Eaters, even if Voldemort came in person, we will rescue Draco!"

"He is not only a first-year Slytherin student, but also the future of the wizarding world!"

"For the future of the magic world, our generation of wizards, why should we fight!"

Lucius nodded heavily, he was too moved to speak.

The Dark Lord was resurrected, stronger than when he was the strongest in the past. At this time, Mark dared to jump out to declare war on Voldemort, and Lucius had the backbone.

"I'll take care of things, don't worry!" Mark, not daring to delay, rushed out of the principal's office as his life was at stake.

There was a diary hidden in the drawer, and Mark didn't care at all.

As long as Lucius has a good mind, it is impossible to mess with the principal's office.

Tom heard Mark rushing out the door.

Tom wanted to make some noise to get Lucius' attention, but he couldn't, so he could only stay quietly in the drawer, making a plain diary.

Tom heard Lucius leaving slowly, and closed the door behind him.

Tom wanted to cry.

The last chance of escape, close at hand, was deprived by Lucius.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy, Mark is in a hurry.

Fortunately, Malfoy had just left the principal's office, and Mark asked Zongsi to follow the trail. As he expected, Malfoy was alone and hadn't met any other students or professors.

Mark was relieved and saved forgetting everything.

Malfoy was smiling, happily getting ready to go to class.

Mark's magic soldier fell from the sky, landed behind Malfoy, and passed out.

This kind of small spell Mark cast the spell silently and without a staff, and Malfoy fell to the ground.

He never dreamed that he would be attacked in the safety of Hogwarts!

"Don't blame me, it's all because your father gave too much." Mark first washed away Malfoy's thoughts during this period and instilled false memories.

Occlumency of comatose people automatically stops functioning, and Mark's process of modifying memory is simple and efficient.

From now on, Malfoy only remembered being stunned in his room.

"Lucius said that if you put in a lot of hard work, you will be rewarded accordingly, which means that the greater the difficulty, the more rewards?" With a wave of Mark's wand, it's time to start a new legendary story!

Ferocious, terrifying, evil, vicious...The following [-]-character negative adjectives are omitted. Voldemort, the strongest Dark Lord in history, was insane and sent Death Eaters to capture Draco Malfoy, the son of the people's entrepreneur Lucius.

For the future of the wizarding world, Mark, the principal of Hogwarts, decided resolutely to declare war on Voldemort!

He tried his best, and finally found out that Voldemort locked Malfoy in the ancient Gaunt house. There were many crises there. Voldemort laid an ambush on all sides, like a big net, quietly waiting for the arrival of Hogwarts teachers and students.

Conspiracy, overt conspiracy, explicit statement, secret seizure.

Behind all this, is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?Is it unwillingness to the magic world or yearning for power?

The most elite students of Hogwarts formed a combat team. They went to the front line, and for their classmates, they put life and death aside!

After a thousand catastrophes and hundreds of hardships, the students finally defeated the evil group of Death Eaters headed by Voldemort and found the weak Malfoy.

The heavy rain that I missed in those years, the friendship that I missed in those years, I really want to hug you and the courage to miss.

The students rescued Malfoy, they grew a lot during the battle, the sun shone on their immature faces, and everyone smiled.

Lucius hugged his son excitedly, and donated most of his fortune.

Mark was about to cry!

……

When Mark stood in front of the students of the ancient legendary spell training class and asked them in a heavy voice to rush to Gaunt's old house to rescue Malfoy, Harry couldn't help but jumped up.

"Malfoy? That bad guy? He was captured by Voldemort?" Harry's face was full of joy: "Good thing, dog bites dog, I'm happy whoever dies."

That was so inaccurate, the Slytherin Quidditch captain Marcus Flint glared at him.

How can you talk like that?Not rigorous at all!

"Mr. Lucius may have done wrong things when he was young... who didn't make mistakes when he was young?" Mark said, "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are a good comrade."

"Now, he has turned from the dark to the bright and turned into a people's entrepreneur. As a Hogwarts school manager, he has paid a lot over the years. He is a staunch anti-Voldemort fighter. Because of this, his son will be revenged by Voldemort."

"We must recognize who is our friend and who is our enemy, and make more friends and fewer enemies."

Harry shut up.

"I understand the truth." Hermione said, "Forget about the other seniors and sisters, Harry and I are only in the first grade!"

In the training class, apart from Hermione, who was specially approved by Mark to join because of the tyrant status, and Harry who joined because of Snape's back door through McGonagall, the other little wizards are at least third-year students.

"Heroes are not in youth, ambition is not in rice cakes...years!" Mark waved his hand: "You are a team, don't abandon, don't give up, no one can do without anyone!"

"I want you all to go neatly and come back one by one!"

"How is it possible?" Cassandra shook her head again and again.

Raiding a Death Eater base, she was fine.

Rescuing Malfoy was easy.

A lot back?

This is war!

The Death Eaters were ruthless and ruthless, and with a few random waves of counterattacks, at least a dozen young Hogwarts wizards died.

"What's impossible? Use your brains." Mark pointed to his head.

"Okay, get ready, get ready and set off tomorrow!"

He was very busy, not only had to arrange for the little wizard, but also had to arrange for the Death Eaters.

"It's not about fire rescue. It's urgent? Why tomorrow?" Colby didn't understand.

"Soldiers going to the battlefield, of course, have to arrange funeral arrangements." Fischer's voice was solemn and solemn: "Principal Mark let us come back one by one, entrusting his best wishes to us, and hope that we will return safely."

"However, how is this possible?"

"So, he left us time, so that we have something to eat, drink, play, hurry up, and write a suicide note by the way."

Fischer's words are too hellish.

The air suddenly froze.

And Mark immediately contacted Simpson and other dark wizard leaders to ask them to identify the species of their dark wizards.

A sensible dark wizard likes to do whatever he likes.

Unstable elements such as death eaters with brains and black wizards who yearn for death eaters were all arranged to go to Gaunt's old house.

Mark wants to take this opportunity to conduct a practical exercise to test the combat effectiveness of the little wizard.

In the name of Voldemort, a large number of truly evil dark wizards gathered in Gaunt's old house, and they were willing to give everything for Voldemort!

Countless inexplicable and unimaginable magics are arranged around, making Gaunt's old house like an iron barrel.

With a shovel in his arms, Quirrell sneaked to Gaunt's old house, preparing to dig a grave according to Voldemort's instructions.

Looking around, hundreds of black wizards were running around, cutting down trees, digging soil, smashing houses and building tunnels, doing everything.

Quirrell was a little confused.

"Master, your hometown has been demolished? Are you going to build a theme park?"

Voldemort: "..."

Where the hell did the dark wizard come from!

How dare you dig into my hometown of Voldemort!

give me death!