The Evil God of Hogwarts

After dealing with these three energetic children, Xing Ze left the school and went to his old house.

On the path leading to the old house, he suddenly stopped and asked, "How long do you plan to stay with me?"

"I said he would find us." came a familiar voice.

"Shut up, it's all because of the pendant on your clothes."

"What did you say? Can you blame me? Why didn't you say it was your shoes."

Xing Ze rolled his eyes, turned around and said, "You two, why don't we go to the Pig Head Bar for a drink?"

"Good idea, Xing Ze." The great poet lit up a ball of light with his wand, and the funny clothes on his body jingled.

"Damn it, Reko, bringing you to follow me is the stupidest decision I've ever made." The female scholar shook her head helplessly.

"I thought we were friends." Xing Ze grinned, "Are you going to just follow me to my house like this?"

"Of course not, can we talk while we walk?" Reko pulled on his clothes, "It's cold outside, and I need some wine."

The three of them soon arrived at the Pig Head Bar, and Xing Ze asked Aberforth for a cubicle.

Reko ordered a glass of gin, and Edwin ordered the most common choice among Germans - beer.

"So, you are following me to see if I am being watched?" Xing Ze digested the explanation Edwin gave him on the way.

"Yes, you are very smart, right?" Reko said proudly, "I have to admit that you are indeed better than me in some aspects."

Edwin rolled his eyes at the poet and said sarcastically: "Really? Shouldn't it be everything?"

"Then have you found the person spying on me?"

The female scholar shook her head, "It seems that the Ministry of Magic has given up on you."

"Don't put it in such a bad way, I'm not suffering from any terminal illness."

"Aha, I like your humor, Xing Ze." Reko interrupted, but Edwin glared at him.

"Honestly, my brain was warning me all the time."

The poet took a sip of gin and asked curiously: "What are you warning me about?"

"Warn me to watch out for you both."

"Why? Together we fought against Novel Ker and saved the conductor and the entire train. Do you know how this behavior is defined in the ballad?

"People who experience death together like this will create a bond, comparable to the bond of family. We should call each other brothers, uh, or sisters."

Xing Ze frowned, "When I think about this possibility, I tremble with fear."

"I agree." Edwin raised his glass and gestured, "Let's talk about business. Your caution is not wrong, Xing Ze. If it were me, I would do the same."

Xing Ze motioned for her to continue.

"I think you must want to know what we are doing." Edwin stretched out his hand, and a file bag appeared out of thin air, "We have been investigating dreams and matters related to dreams. Have you heard of the Invisible Sect? "

Xing Ze thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, is that some kind of cult organization?"

"Absolutely." Edwin opened the file bag and found a few photos inside.

"Andrew Avery, Jamie Avery, and Joe Clemens." Xing Ze recognized several of the photos, "So, they are all members of the so-called invisible sect?"

"Yes and no," Edwin replied.

"Is this some kind of word play?"

"It's a long story, but before that, I have to tell you something else first." The female scholar took out a few more documents from the portfolio.

Xing Ze took the handed document, glanced at it and asked, "What is this?"

"Legends and stories." Reko, who had been silent for the whole time, replied, "Legends and stories of Granling."

Hearing this, Xing Ze raised his eyebrows and reached out to look through the documents. After reading for a while, he smiled and said: "It's really interesting. Where did you get this information? Ice Demon? Hipporia, the Ultimate Northern Continent. ? Novoker?

"Did you rely on these legends to investigate? It's very inspiring to me. Maybe I should buy a copy of Beatrix Bloxham's "Toadstool Stories" when I go back later."

"This is not just a legend, they once existed." Edwin said quietly but firmly.

"Prove it to me."

"Damn it." The female scholar cursed, "You have seen it before, the ice demon, it is the monster that attacked the train."

Xing Ze smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "You see, the problem is not here. You two just jumped out casually, and then told me a legend and story, and you expected me to believe it completely.

"Come on, Miss Winkler. You have to at least be honest before you let anyone believe you. I'm sure you've looked into me carefully. But I know nothing about you. Don't you think that's unfair? ?”

Edwin put the cup in his hand on the table, smiled and said, "Didn't that woman tell you about us?"

"who?"

"Ah, you don't know, do you?"

"Maybe you can give me more hints." Xing Ze leaned back.

"Ali Shafiq. You must be colleagues, right?"

Xing Ze nodded, "So what?"

"She is also from the Key Hall."

Edwin's words shocked Xing Ze. Before he could digest the bombshell news, the female scholar said again: "We know about the Key Hall, and we also know that you have joined them. They sent you to monitor Deng Bu. Lido, right?”

Xing Ze didn't reply.

"I guess they didn't tell you that you weren't the only one watching. You know, swords tend to attract attention, but daggers always hide in the shadows."

Xing Ze took a long breath and answered helplessly: "You think I am the long sword on the surface."

"Yes, they sent you to Dumbledore so that you could attract enough firepower."

"It's an interesting inference." Xing Ze regained his composure, "But I'm not a three-year-old child..."

"I can prove it to you." Edwin picked up the beer and drank it in one gulp, "Go to Benson's house."

Xing Ze looked at the two people in front of him uncertainly. Reko shrugged and said, "Let's go to the old house, friend. I promise it will save more time than if you sent us away."

Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the old house. Pochi came from the attic to the living room almost immediately.

After seeing the person clearly, a smile appeared on his face, "Ah, two guests, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Hey, Pochi, it's been a long time." Reko greeted him, "Please bring me a glass of wine, any wine is fine."

"Of course, Miss Edwin, what would you like?"

"No, nothing."

"Little master, you are still the same, right?"

Xing Ze nodded, and the house elf walked towards the kitchen smoothly.

Suppressing the many questions in his mind, Xing Ze asked: "What do you want to prove?"

"Wand," Recco said. "We need Benson's wand."

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