fall at hogwarts

Chapter 289
At this time, Elizabeth was in the bedroom on the second floor, wearing a pink nightgown, holding a milk book, walking around the room with bare feet, and glanced at the plate on the desk.

After hesitating for a while, I finally took a plate of snacks and lay down on the wicker chair on the balcony to read a book, enjoying the pleasant time.

Although there are still grilles made of ice crystals outside the window, the room is as warm as spring.

Lying in a rattan chair with a silk pillow on your head, what are you reading?

Wouldn't it be better to lie down and sleep for a while?

I don't know what Ed is doing now?According to his personality, he had already woken up early at this time, with a magic wand in his hand, he ran to some corner to catch animals, right?
"I heard that your grandfather is Nicolas? Are you French?"

After Ed told Mrs. Mountbatten what he did yesterday, Mrs. Mountbatten took the initiative to change the topic.

It seems that she has not paid attention to this matter.

"I am a British citizen and live in Devon." I hope Elizabeth's mother is not a racist, and don't mention things like the Hundred Years War between Britain and France to him.

Ed is not British, not French, he is from Earth.However, if you were born there according to the law of rice grains, you have the nationality there.

Ed should be considered a Martian.

……

"Oh."

The two shut up again, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

After Daisy came to refill the coffee for the two, she hurried away to discuss who Ed was with the other servants.

"Are you an alchemist too? Are you immortal too?"

If Ed looked like a teenager but was actually an old man who was dozens or even hundreds of years old, Pasha Mountbatten would immediately drive Ed out.

Ed: "No, I'm an orphan, picked up by my grandfather."

This is because he didn't enter the starting point orphanage, so he shouldn't be deprived of the protagonist's qualifications, right?
Hearing that Ed was picked up, Mrs. Mountbatten was surprised, and couldn't help but look at Ed again.

"Feel sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Ed smiled slightly, pretending that he cared but pretended not to care: "Grandpa picked me up when I was still a baby.

But because I was precocious, I had already remembered things at that time, so I knew my own life experience.

I also hope that my wife will help me keep it a secret. My grandparents don't know about my identity. "

The fact is that the two elders didn't cry or make trouble when Ed was young, he would shit when he laughed, and he wanted to eat when he cried, this matter is clear.Ed, this boy, has been remembering things since he was a child.

Not only smart, but also thick-skinned.

Knowing that Ed was an "orphan", Mrs. Mountbatten felt that it would be a little unreasonable for her to embarrass Ed again.

He casually asked Ed something about the magic world, and then waved.

Daisy came over, bowed her head and asked, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

"Go and call Elizabeth down."

"It's ma'am."

After explaining the matter, Mrs. Mountbatten looked at Ed vigilantly, with a sharp light shining in her eyes.That nobility turned into a trace of sharpness.

This made Ed feel the sofa under his buttocks, a little prickly.

However, she still stared at Mrs. Mountbatten's eyes and drank her coffee calmly.Then, but the eyes couldn't help seeing the stairs.

Mrs. Mountbatten was very satisfied with Ed's nervous reaction.

It seems that he is still a child, nervous but timid, expecting but flustered.Mrs. Mountbatten felt that her husband's thoughts were superfluous.

This is exactly what Lewis did when he came to her house.

In the dark corner of the dungeon of the Durmstrang Academy of Magic, the young Voldemort looked at the few subordinates in front of him with a headache.

The others are fine, mainly the woman Bellatrix, who has been in Azkaban for so many years, and her beauty has been covered up with her haggard face and messy hair.

However, the frenzied light still shone in her eyes.

However, Voldemort has decided not to use the previous policy of fear, and the instigated forces are like castles in the air.As long as I leave, everything I have built will fall apart.

I want to figure it out slowly.Then, the madness at this time is no longer needed.

"Master, have you already controlled this school? It's a good idea. We can train students to become soldiers, so that we won't be short of soldiers. We don't need to try our best to control the Ministry of Magic."

With her sharp voice, Bellatrix danced in the air with twisted hands: "Hahaha, can I be a teacher? Master, I swear, I will definitely train these students into the most loyal fighters."

"No no no!" interrupted Bellatrix, Voldemort walked to the center of the crowd and raised his hands. "Many of our oldest families have become a little sick for a long time."

Bellatrix stared at him earnestly, holding her breath.

"You have to prune the leaves to keep it healthy, don't you? Cut off those parts that threaten the overall health." Voldemort put his hands down and looked around at the people whose eyes were already showing madness.

"Yes, my lord," Bellatrix whispered, tears of gratitude filling again in her eyes, "if the opportunity arises!"

"There will be a chance," Voldemort raised his voice, mobilizing all the emotions and strength in his body: "In your family, in the whole world...we will goug out the rotten sores that have invaded us, until only the blood is pure. wizard!

For pure blood! "

"For pure blood!", "For pure blood!"

Everyone started cheering.

"Okay," Voldemort's men pressed down to signal for everyone to be quiet when everyone was in high spirits.

Soon, the surroundings fell into silence again, and Voldemort spoke again: "For the sake of pure blood, I need everyone to help me complete one thing."

"Let's all listen, master!" said Mouse-tailed Peter.

"I need you to go to the Puouchen Group and try to bring this emerging force in the magic world into our arms."

"it is good!"

Everyone was excited and looked eager to try.

"Everyone, I need to deal with other things. Nagini will take you to a place to rest."

Voldemort and Snoke watched as a gang of Death Eaters followed Nagini, disappearing into the darkness.

Snoke stuck out his tongue and smacked his lips: "Are you going to turn them into teachers too!?"

"Huh~ (almost revealing) how is it possible," Voldemort had already begun to dislike his subordinates, but he couldn't abandon them: "They are too crazy, and only the rat tail can be kept, and the others should be sent away. good."

Turning into a squirrel, "Let's go back," jumped on Snoke's head: "Damn crazy! Damn Adler May! Damn Harry Potter!"

(End of this chapter)