Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

“Dumbledore, I don’t think we have to discuss the Triwizard Cup together, especially in face-to-face negotiations, hehe.” The man at the wine table glanced at the gentle warmth outside the window and continued: “The weather in this Britain is really It’s awful, I still miss the weather around our Durmstrang, cold and snowy, to hone a wizard’s willpower.” Then he picked up his own cup and swayed it. The bubbles of the drink are all over.

The bar is full of excitement and the atmosphere is warm, but no one cares about the irony of this foreigner.

“Even the drink is also the kind of thing that the girl drinks.” The man slammed the cup on the wooden table, letting the wooden table, which was not so strong, shake a few times, and it seemed that it might fall apart at any time.

“Old Partner, I think I can only agree with some of your views. Sometimes it is not just the surrounding environment that can hone people. There is also a lady here. Should your words be noted? “Dumbledore also took a sip of the drink in the glass.”

“This is my negligence.” The man looked apologetic to another woman at the table. “You know, Madam Maxime, I just made an analogy and didn’t mean to discriminate against women.”

“It doesn’t matter.” The lady named Maxime just smiled faintly and didn’t care about his ignorance.

Madam Maxime is a different woman, or not only unusual in the range of women, but unusual in the scope of wizard or ordinary people, her figure is too tall, so that she is in front of this table A place where two people can sit down. In addition, she has an olive face, a pair of black, watery eyes, and her hair is combed behind her head. She wore a black satin dress from head to toe and wore many expensive opals. Her English is great, everything is fine except for one small defect with a French accent.

As for the name of the person who was a little rough, Igor Karkaroff was not in conformity with his standard gentleman’s appearance. He was tall and thin, with some short white hair and his goatee (small scroll on the tip) Did not completely cover his thin chin.

The uninformed person looks at the past at first glance, but perhaps he thinks he is a standard Britain gentleman.

The three people at the wine table chatted freely, ignoring the noisy environment of the surrounding bars, and the people around them didn’t care about this. This is unusual. After all, Dumbledore has both in Britain and in Wizarding World. A lofty reputation exists and there will always be people who will pay attention to him.

Obviously, they have a spells that shield the outside world from interference.

Dumbledore took the last words and continued: “I don’t have the idea to interfere with the operation of the Ministry of Magic. In fact, the most positive thing about the Triwizard Cup is that you are right, Mr. Karkaroff.”

“Then why do you call us two miles away to come here and talk? I think since this is not the case, I don’t have to go to this broken place on this leisurely vacation.” Karkaroff said in his thick voice. There is some dissatisfaction in the tone.

“I don’t mind, I just traveled.” Madam Maxime elegantly nodded, but still asked: “What do you call us to come here?”

“Yeah.” Dumbledore indulged, taking a black book from his large robe that he couldn’t recognize, and put it on the wine table.

“Dumbledore, what do you want to do?” Karkaroff’s thick eyebrows were like picking something that couldn’t have happened.

“This shouldn’t be what you are making.” Madam Maxime also frowned. This notebook gave her a very bad feeling and evil.

The essence of Horcrux is extremely wicked. When it is not destroyed, it has a certain ability to disguise and confuse people. Otherwise, the original Ginny, Ron, Dumbledore and now Lockhart will not be tempted. But when it is now damaged, the only evil magic that is disgusting is fluctuating.

“Of course, Madam Maxime.” Dumbledore ordered nodded, indicating attitude.

“Is this stuff estimated to be the spoils you made after defeating a dark magician?” Karkaroff said with a self-deprecating smile: “If you just want to warn me, then you don’t have to, though I used to have a paragraph. It’s not a glorious history, but now I know that life on the shore is good.”

“So, what exactly do you want to do with us?” Karkaroff held his hands on the table, and the whole man stood up at once, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him, and asked with a bit of questioning tone.

“don’t be impatient.” Dumbledore waved his hand and said, “I think it’s better to talk about some hidden events in my office, after all is pub.”

“I am honored.” Madam Maxime nodded ready to get up, the giant’s bloodline let her follow a somewhat resolute style.

“When I went to Hogwarts last time, I forgot it, this time I just went to see it.” She said to herself, her words filled with pleasure and expectation.

Karkaroff cleared his throat and coughed a few times. The voice of the private meeting was different from the voice of the public. In front of the students, his voice was always round and sweet, and it sounded like a gun. In order to neutralize his previous black history, the change of external image is sometimes First Step. Now that he is about to leave the private field, he has to change his voice back.