The Evil God of Hogwarts

"So the Mendes family, do you know them?"

"Well, it depends on which one you're asking? Luke Mendez, or our dear mayor, Manel Mendez? But either way, they're both equally annoying. .

"Luke is a typical pure-blood son. He is proud, arrogant, arrogant and hates Muggles. And his father, Manel, is a typical politician. Do you understand what I mean, sir?"

Xing Ze nodded and said, "A liar who is eloquent, plays with power, and adapts to the wind?"

"Yes, that's right." Pallavi agreed very much, "Of course, there will always be some outliers in every family. Sheikh Mendes is one of them.

"He is Manel's brother, and he was originally very promising to be the mayor of Ravenska Village. He is also the only member of the Mendez family that I don't hate. As for why, it's probably because he wants to reconcile Muggles and Discord among wizards.

"Shaikh did a lot for this. Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared five years ago. Just a week before he was to take office as mayor. They all said that Manel killed him. But Who knows?"

Pallavi paused, took a breath, and then continued: "But what I hate about the Mendez family is another thing. Manel Mendez will hold wizard gatherings regularly and invite some well-known wizards to go join.

"It felt like a Muggle salon. But the things they discussed at the meetings were really disturbing. My father and mother were often invited to meetings, and sometimes they would discuss them when they came back.

"I occasionally eavesdrop. But I don't understand it very well. The content is very complicated, including gods, astrology, and many other things that I have never heard of."

Hear this. Xing Ze became interested and said, "Sit down and talk, Pallavi, and talk to me carefully."

Pallavi shook his head and said, "I don't want to talk about these things, not at all. Besides, lunch break is coming soon, and I have to prepare for class."

Xing Ze nodded, "Okay, if you want to talk about this, you can come to me at any time."

Pallavi neither agreed nor refused, "To be honest, Mr. Xingze, I like your class very much. The difference between you and other Muggle Studies teachers is that you rarely remain neutral.

"You neither deliberately praised Muggles nor overly belittled wizards. As you said, it doesn't matter whether we are wizards or Muggles. Before we distinguish the difference between the two, we must first understand that we are human beings.

"I very much agree with your point of view. Not all wizards are pure-bloods, and there is also racial discrimination in the Muggle world. But we cannot use this to deny any world."

It is really rare for a child to have such a clear outlook on life. Xing Ze even felt pity, "Maybe I can talk to your parents."

"Deep-rooted traditions and stubborn ideas cannot be changed in one or two sentences. I appreciate your kindness, sir. But don't ask for trouble. It will only embarrass you."

After Pallavi finished speaking, she was about to say goodbye and leave. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "I just met Roma, and he also failed?"

"Yeah. He said he was sick that day, so he didn't do well in the exam."

"This excuse sounds really lame." Pallavi chuckled, "So although I don't know what he is doing. But Mr. Xing Ze, please be careful. There are some bad rumors in the college."

"about what?"

"About you being a hypocrite who despises Muggles. A little girl in the first grade formed a club called the Half-Blood Wizards Mutual Aid Association.

"According to what the little girl said, she hopes that mixed-blood wizards can unite to fight against injustice and campus bullying from pure-blood wizards. Many people have already joined, and Roma is one of them.

"As for the rumors against you, 80% of them come from that club. Although I don't know the meaning of their doing this."

…

The conversation with Pallavi gave Xing Ze a lot of useful information, especially what happened in the school recently.

Lena Custer, this girl who is most likely a time traveler, seems to be in a fight with him.

But now, Xing Ze has no energy to deal with her. As for the series of things she did in school, they will probably disappear when she is sent to Nurmengard.

In the afternoon, Xing Ze went to the real estate company that Recco investigated, which was located at 128 Nicholson Street in Edinburgh.

The person who received him was a middle-aged man named Plummer, who was the manager of a real estate company.

Xing Ze waited for about half an hour before Plummer made time for him. His desk was a mess, filled with documents and ledgers.

"I'm sorry, sir," Plummer said. "Every day is full of things. So, you're here for the office building in Ravenska Village?"

"Yes." Xing Ze nodded, "I was asked to investigate the murder that happened in that office building. I want to try my luck with you."

"Wait a minute, let me look for it." To Xing Ze's surprise, Plummer did not refuse.

He got up and walked to the filing cabinet and searched inside. It didn't take him long to find a thick record book inside.

"That office building is quite old. It was built thirty, um, thirty-one years ago. Let me see, yes, it was built in March of 1960.

"Many companies have rented it before and after, but due to the aging wiring and difficulty in repair, the place was abandoned."

"In other words, it has been idle since it was scrapped five years ago?" Xing Ze asked.

"That's not true." Plummer scratched his head, "We rented it out as a warehouse on and off."

“Can you tell me who the last renter was?”

Plummer searched for a while in the notepad, and then said: "An advertising agency, in Glastonbury. Oh, by the way, you are a wizard, right?"

Xing Ze nodded.

"Ah, then I'm relieved." Plummer breathed a sigh of relief, "We have business with wizards, but mainly with Muggles. According to regulations, I must confirm whether you are a wizard before I can tell you some information.

"Look, I'm so busy. So, sir, can you please prove it?"

"Of course." Xing Ze pulled out his wand and cast a small spell, and Plummer's messy table immediately became very orderly.

"Thank you, sir." Plummer nodded with satisfaction, "My father is a wizard, and my two brothers are also wizards. But I follow my mother and do not have any magical talent.

"Ah, let's continue with the previous topic. According to the rules, sir, I can't provide you with any information about my clients. Unless you are an investigator for the Ministry of Magic, um, what are they called?"

"Auror." Xing Ze replied.

"Yeah, unless you're an Auror."

"Can't you be accommodating?" Xing Ze asked. He originally wanted to use a confusion spell, but gave up the idea after realizing that Plummer's tone was not so firm.

"People make rules, don't they?" Plummer laughed.

"That's right." Xing Ze stretched out his hand to shake Plummer's hand. He placed two fifty-pound notes in his hand and moved them into Plummer's hand during the handshake.

Plummer's hand disappeared for a moment, then reappeared empty. He pushed the notepad forward and said, "You have twenty minutes, sir."

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