The Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

Charlie is indeed a genius. He has never seen a real dragon, but he can roughly infer what the dragon looks like after turning into a giant dragon from the existing dragons.

This really has to be admired.

However, when did the relationship between the two become so good. Holding it around for a while, he couldn't help but kiss her.

If Boya Hull was blushing just now, then now he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to dig into.

"Hey, you guys..."

Rey reminded aloud, which made Boya blush even more. At this time, Charlie also noticed Rey beside him. He immediately put down Boya, and then explained very embarrassingly: "Well, just now... just a little bit..."

"Well, I understand. Can't help it."

Rey laughed twice, then looked at the embarrassed Charlie and Boya Hull, who was embarrassed, busy sorting his clothes and hair, showing a look that everyone knew.

Well, Charlie looks like he's about to graduate, but he hasn't graduated yet. Boya Hull is this abduction of Hogwarts students! ?

The odd question popped into Rey's mind. But then I thought of the students who were in early love at Hogwarts, and it seemed that this was not a problem at all.

"Rey, why did you come here?"

Charlie's brain circuit finally transitioned from the embarrassment, and he knew to ask Rey this friend.

"Oh, I helped Professor Dumbledore deliver something here today. So I came here to have a look. I didn't expect you to be an intern here."

Rey made a random excuse to prevaricate it. After all, he was caught by Cornelius Fudge, which is not something to brag about.

What's more, although Cornelius Fudge is now forced to let himself go, if once he speaks it out and let more people know that he has to look at Dumbledore's face, it will undoubtedly give this short fat man a lot of stimulation. .

"This black dragon is..."

Returning to the topic, Rey is still quite interested in the huge black dragon in front of him.

"This is my research topic."

"Research topic?"

"Yes, my research topic is to infer the existence of dragons from the existing dragons."

Charlie spoke confidently, and from the perspective of his current research results, it is indeed very good.

The three chatted a lot, and the most content was the black dragon of Hogwarts.

Although Rey has the most say in this regard, his speech is the least. However, after this chat, Rey also got a lot of inspiration about the convergence of the dragon's breath.

The aura of a real dragon is innate, and it is reflected in every word and deed.

This is like a person's temperament, which is closely related to the educational experience and life he has received.

And Rey himself is very different from this. He has the momentum of the dragon family, which has little to do with educational experience and life experience.

Because of this, starting from what Charlie said, Rey thought of the pair of dark golden eyes that appeared in the sky of the spiritual world when he stopped the vampire venom before traveling through the millennium.

In his body, in addition to Reper, the foreign guest, there should be an unseen soul.

Maybe it should be said to be the soul, maybe not the soul.

Rey didn't know what to call it, the dark golden dragon's eyes might be the embodiment of the dragon's innate power. As for the person who was reborn through transmigration, what should I say, maybe it was the outsider who occupied the body.

Maybe!

It may be so.

That's what Rey had in mind when he was inspired.

This idea was guessed based on past experience, but Rey himself was a little unbelievable, and everything needed more verification.

Rey has been focusing on increasing his own strength, just like humans explore space. While exploring space and improving strength, human beings do not even fully understand their own planet.

Explore a wider space, accumulate knowledge, and improve strength. Maybe not just the way up, or down, to know yourself, to know the secrets of your own body.

Rey walked out of the Ministry of Magic building and into the streets of downtown London.

I didn't expect that I would get such a harvest after being arrested today, maybe I found the source of controlling my dragon's breath.

Delighted, Rey went into the dark and retrieved his Infinity Expansion Bag from Winky.

You can put your own capital in it, or hang it on your own body to make people more at ease.

"Sir, can you help me find my master now?"

After returning the extension bag to Ray, Winky asked timidly.

She was still a little afraid of Rey. After all, the influence of giant dragons on their elves was a nightmare and hellish existence. Even if she was familiar with it and had a trace of trust, it was impossible to eliminate this fear so quickly.

"Of course, but before that, we have to meet someone."

For a poor elf, Rey had no need to lie to her.

After Barty Crouch Jr. escaped, Rey had no intention of letting him go. Now that he was out of the Ministry of Magic, it was time to find him.

Barty Crouch Jr. was a poor fellow, too, with an unbelievably strict father.

His father was too strict, so fatherly love for him was like a luxury that poor people could not afford.

When he grew up, because of his disgust with his father, he took the opposite path and joined the Death Eaters.

However, after the fall of Voldemort. In order to keep his career, his father sent him to Azkaban without any hesitation.

Azkaban, the worst hell in the world. The Dementors sucked his joy and made him suffer.

Originally, he thought that he would die like this, but in the end he didn't expect that his mother saved him.

In a state of confusion, Barty Crouch took his wife who drank compound decoction and replaced Barty Crouch Jr. from Azkaban.

This was not his volition. Although he knew that his mother was terminally ill, he was not willing to let her suffer for himself.

After coming out, he was imprisoned by his careful father. Let a good elf watch over it 24 hours a day.

Not being able to get out of the room, not being able to do anything else, was more painful than he was in Azkaban.

In order to escape, he first gained the trust of the elf, and then asked the elf to take the initiative to plead with his father and let him watch the Quidditch match.

This was the first time he watched a Quidditch match after being imprisoned, and he had a good chance to escape.

"With just one simple look, the little wizard who made Twinkle extremely fearful. Now that I think about it, his strength should be very difficult."

Barty Crouch Jr. sat in a standing concrete pipe, thinking back to the scene of his escape.

He hit Rey in a stupor, but the other party showed no signs of coma. It was just the ability to withstand this magic. Except for the Dark Lord, he had never seen anyone else reach this level.

"Who is that guy?"

With such a question, Barty Crouch Jr. leaned against the dry cement pipe wall, and the whole person began to take a nap.

This is a Muggle ghetto, and wizards are basically not poor. And the filth of the ghetto makes it rare for wizards to come here.

Because of this, it's much safer for Barty Crouch Jr. than the busy city streets outside.

It wasn't dark yet, and for safety's sake, he was going to move after dark.

Although he has escaped now, his father, Barty Crouch, will surely use the strength in his hands to find him. He couldn't be more clear about his father's methods.

If he was really caught this time, he would never have a second chance to escape.

The Dark Lord has fallen, and although he knows that he is not dead, in today's wizarding world, there is absolutely no chance for Death Eaters to blatantly show up.

Where to go, this is a pretty serious question. After all, he has been out of touch with today's society for several years.

"Excuse me, do you need this?"

Just when Barty Crouch Jr was taking a nap, a little girl stood outside the big concrete pipe and looked at him timidly and asked.

He was so tired that he didn't expect that he would actually fall asleep after taking a nap for a while, and he didn't notice the little girl when he came so close.

The girl was only about five years old, carrying a cloth bag with some holes in her hand, wearing dirty clothes, and her blond hair was very messy.

She was like a homeless child, somewhat malnourished and thin. However, she has a pair of very smart eyes.

After Barty Crouch Jr woke up, there was a look of fear in her smart eyes, and her small body couldn't help but retreat. It must have been Barty Crouch Jr.'s alert look that had frightened her.

"Do you need this?"

Although the girl was afraid, she did not run, holding the unopened bread in her hand and handing it to Barty Crouch Jr, who was sitting at the mouth of the cement pipe.

Barty Crouch Jr. was alert, then relaxed. After all, the dirty little girl in front of her just wanted to hand herself the bread in her hand.