The Evil God of Hogwarts

The white van was driving on the messy streets, still some distance from Pallavi's home.

After getting on the bus, the four children breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron leaned on the seat tiredly and fell asleep. Hermione expressed surprise at this, and she couldn't help but sigh: "I really don't know whether I should envy him or feel angry."

Pallavi didn't have much hope that Xing Ze would rescue Cedric. She originally thought that Xing Ze would never come back, or that he would just bring back a few corpses.

But everything was beyond her expectation. Not only did Xing Ze come back safe and sound, but he also brought back four students safely.

Apart from being frightened, exhausted, and Hermione Granger spraining her foot, the four of them did not suffer any other major injuries.

The whole thing shocked her so much that she had to believe that Merlin had blessed everything.

Praise Merlin. Pallavi prayed in his heart and turned his attention to Xing Ze.

She regretted that she gave up Muggle Studies, thinking that if she could return to school safely, she would definitely take this class again, even if it was to audit.

What about family opposition? So what if parents don't agree? She just likes to study Muggle things, like those Muggle gadgets, like Muggle songs, and like Muggle life.

She may become an outlier in the family, she may be expelled from the family, or she may lose her surname. They will also suffer ridicule and bad words from other pure-blood wizards.

But these are simply incomparable to the dangers Xing Ze faced just now. This man, as Cedric has always emphasized and said, has always stuck to his own path, has always been rising to the occasion, and has never given up, even if the world has become so crazy.

Yes, since he can do this. Why can't she? Today, what she learned is far more real and useful than what she learned in class.

And when she thought that she had doubted Xing Ze because of Lena Castle's lies, she felt ashamed.

Cedric, who was beside her, was also thinking. At first, he saw Pallavi who was unharmed, which made him ecstatic.

You must know that if something happened to Pallavi, it would be his responsibility. If he hadn't insisted, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

So the moment he saw the girl, the stone in Cedric's heart finally fell, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed.

Then he saw Luke at the end of the car. It looked like he had passed out.

He recognized the young master of the Mendez family. When he went to watch the Quidditch World Cup with his father last year, the young master of the pure-blood family rudely humiliated a half-blood wizard in public.

You really deserve it. Cedric thought so in his heart, and then turned his attention to Xing Ze.

This mysterious Muggle Studies teacher always appears in the most dangerous places, probably because of his true identity.

But no matter what, the survival of these people here depends entirely on him. Cedric couldn't imagine how much danger Xing Ze went through to find them.

At least that madman, the mad wizard who was chasing them was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Cedric's heart tightened when he thought of that man. He had thought he would die in the tower, like the corpses they had seen along the way.

But who would have thought that after the train crisis, Xing Ze would save them again.

This time, Cedric secretly decided that no matter what, he would clear Xing Ze's name in school and let the students know that the person in front of him was not the hypocrite Lena Castle said.

At this time, Cedric noticed that Pallavi was also looking at Xing Ze, who probably felt his gaze and turned to look over.

The two looked at each other, then laughed tacitly.

"Tell me again who told you that there is evidence here to prove that Snape is a Death Eater?" Xing Ze asked, while looking at the road ahead with concentration.

He was not driving very fast because the potholes on the ground could easily sink the car into, so he had to pay special attention.

It was Harry who answered him. The boy pushed up his glasses and replied, "It's Mr. Welfare."

Xing Ze nodded and secretly made a mental note that he planned to go back and ask Barrow Foley.

Whether the goddess of luck was favoring Xing Ze or Harry Potter, the van miraculously arrived in front of Pallavi's house.

Pallavi ran into the backyard of his home with his children and prepared to hide in the basement.

The basement of Pallavi's house was built by his ancestors for hiding during wartime. The entire basement walls are engraved with defensive spells. It is probably one of the safest places in the world.

This is a result that the family spent a lot of manpower and material resources to achieve. Speaking of which, we have to thank Pallavi's great-great-grandfather. Although he was a madman, if he had not always believed that the end of the world would come, there would be no such thing. Such a solid basement today.

Xing Ze glanced at Luke behind him. The bleeding from his wound had stopped, but he still needed some treatment.

Xing Ze's decision to go to the hospital remained unchanged, but he didn't hold out much hope. The attack should have happened within half an hour.

He was a little shaken for a while, because he didn't know whether he made the right decision, and this feeling followed him to the hospital.

As soon as he got out of the car, Xing Ze smelled the strong smell of blood. He hesitated, but finally took the courage to take the first step.

Then the second step, then the third step, the fourth step... He walked faster and faster, the aspen wand squeezed tightly in his hand.

He almost jogged up the steps, and through the glass door, Xing Ze saw what he was most worried about.

The broken corpses and the blood-stained walls all proved one thing - he was late.

Exhaling a long breath, Xing Ze felt very tired. He slowly sat down with his back against the front door, put two fingers on his neck, and quietly counted his pulse.

The strong and normal pulse seemed to prove that he was still a human being, but he understood that he had become the same existence as the "monster" who massacred the entire hospital.

He took a deep breath and remembered that sentence - no one can know the right thing to do at that moment, and they can only choose what they can bear under considerable conditions.

So Xing Ze stood up. He had no time to regret. The choice he made could not be changed. He already knew this, right? Just like the choice he made on the snowy night.

What the hell, why do you do this?

he asked himself.

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