The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

"There's nothing illegal, it's just...it's just inconvenient to see, there's a cat inside, and it'll catch people as soon as guests open the door!" Vernon made up a reason that he thought was perfect.

"It's okay, I like being scratched by cats." Olynworth raised his eyebrows when he heard Vernon Dursley's nonsense, and said calmly.

Vernon was stunned, so he hadn't realized what the boy in front of him said.

"Why are you being so polite to him? We are here to snatch people! We are not here to redeem people!" Yan Zeyue's helpless voice sounded in Orlynworth's mind.

"It's really not here to redeem people, it's just... I want to use a softer way." Orlynworth blinked, and transmitted the magical voice to the brain of the black-haired boy next to him.

"Tsk, I really don't understand your little kindness." Yan Zeyue sighed.

"Now, get out immediately!" Vernon finally made a decision and yelled at the two cubs.

On the other hand, Petunia, Dudley, and the middle-aged man with a big belly were all a little confused.

"Oh~ well, you damn cockroach, you are really full of achnatherum~ I want to make it clear that we are here to rob people, not to negotiate with you!" Olynworth heard his With such a tough attitude, he stood up and said in a weird tone.

And Yan Zeyue beside him burst out laughing.

"Oh~ this damn interpreter accent." He stood up and said helplessly.

"It's okay, we're here to snatch people." Orlingworth blinked.

Vernon panicked completely.

Obviously, he understood the intention of the boy in front of him.

He quickly picked up the gun beside him.

He pointed the gun at Orlingworth and threatened: "Now, you get out of here immediately! Otherwise, be careful and I will sue you for trespassing!"

"ahh, hit me if you have the ability!" Orlingworth looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, stuck out his tongue, and looked at Vernon provocatively.

And Yan Zeyue beside him seemed to want to give Vernon the middle finger.

Vernon looked at them both sullenly.

That's right, even if the two of them don't go out now, he has no intention of killing anyone.

"Tut tsk tsk." Orlingworth suddenly appeared by his side, stretched out both hands to hold the gun, and then folded it hard, and the gun broke in two.

"You may not dare to kill us, but that doesn't mean we dare not kill you." Orlynworth looked at Vernon playfully, and Vernon looked at him with a pale face.

"Do you know the murder that happened in that building on Privet Drive in 1984? That's right, I killed the people, and I robbed the money!" Olynworth showed him a heart-wrenching look. A cold smile.

At this time, Vernon was almost scared to death.

"What... what?! The person of that year... you killed?!" The middle-aged man beside him looked at Orlynworth in astonishment, his legs were weak.

"Yeah~ what's wrong? Could it be that you are ashamed because there is a murderer raised in the orphanage? You know exactly what kind of guy you are." Orlynworth looked at him indifferently.

"Or..." Orlynworth looked at him playfully. "You just realized... the money you stole from my bedroom was actually stolen by killing someone else?" Orlingworth approached him step by step, showing a sunny smile.