Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 101 Overturning Your Three Views
"It never occurred to me, Professor Quirrell, that wizards would know so much about the stock market."

Mr. Granger looked surprised, and her wife nodded in agreement as she brought the fruit.

Little Hermione was on the side, looking at her professor proudly - the professor really knew everything.

"It's related to my Muggle family, and it's also related to my experience as a professor of Muggle studies. The wizarding world doesn't know much about the Muggle world, so you don't have to generalize."

Voldemort inserted a piece of kiwi, chewed it in his mouth and said.

The home visit went well. The Grangers were well-cultivated and knowledgeable people. They chatted happily from the dining table to the living room.

"I've always had a doubt, Professor, it might be presumptuous to ask, but I can't help but think about it."

Mr. Granger looked worried, and looked at Voldemort imploringly, hoping that he would allow him to ask a question that seemed presumptuous.

"Please tell me, Mr. Granger, I have come here to reassure you." Voldemort said, putting down his fork.

"About Hermione's future, Professor, is she going to stay in the wizarding world after graduation? We really don't know much about it, so..." Mr. Granger was worried, and so was his wife.

"Parents have far-reaching plans for being children. Mr. Granger, I have seen your love for Hermione from you and your wife."

Voldemort did not rush to answer, but praised the two of them, and then spoke again after thinking for a while, "From what I know about Hermione, she is fully capable of surviving in the wizarding world and doing well."

"But you suggested that she enter a Muggle university after graduation..." Mr. Granger still had a worried face on his face, "I think there must be a reason for this."

Voldemort nodded, and said: "The Muggle world has a more mature education system. Hogwarts graduates are only seventeen or eighteen years old. It is not good for them to enter the society too early. Of course, this is just my idea."

Mr. Granger nodded and looked at his wife, both of them saw approval in each other's eyes.

"But it's very difficult to get into a good university without passing the exam. During the past few years in the wizarding world, she disappeared in the Muggle world." Mr. Granger said with a frown.

"I have some connections in the Muggle world." Voldemort said without hesitation, "If the time comes, I think I can introduce her to a university, a good one."

"Enter without passing the exam?" Mrs. Granger asked in surprise.

Voldemort nodded with a smile, but didn't say anything deep - this was one of his future plans, and there was no need to say too much in front of the two Muggles.

"Thank you so much, professor. If it's possible then, we will definitely let her study in university. No matter how much the cost involved, we are willing to pay." Mr. Granger said immediately.

"Okay, but when the time comes, Hermione's own wishes must also be considered. Children in the wizarding world, after graduating from Hogwarts, are considered adults, and they can decide their own lives."

Voldemort looked at Hermione, who gave him a grin that looked like a groundhog.

"Of course, we will also respect Hermione's choice." Mrs. Granger said immediately, while his husband agreed from the side.

"I really don't understand, Professor, why does the wizarding world hide itself?" Mr. Granger, who had lost his mind, looked a lot more relaxed, and his words became more casual, "Is it to avoid hurting Muggles? "

"On the contrary." Voldemort picked up the fork again. "It's because Muggles would harm wizards."

His answer stunned the entire Granger family—Muggles hurting wizards?how can that be.

"Professor, are you joking?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Learn the history of magic well, Hermione. It's not difficult to make a correct judgment by inferring the cause through the clues in history." Voldemort said while eating a kiwi - he found that the kiwi at Granger's house was really good.

"But magic is so amazing..." Mr. Granger still couldn't believe it, "How can Muggles hurt wizards?"

"Medieval prey, I think you should know." Voldemort asked Mr. Granger.

Hermione's parents are both dentists, they are considered to be a good existence in the middle class, they are also highly educated, and they still have some understanding of history.

"Of course I do, but I think it's a joke, maybe they just caught some dumb..." Mr. Granger looked at his daughter.

Father and daughter were connected, and Hermione knew immediately that her father had forgotten that address, so she said, "Squib."

"Not really."

Voldemort put down his fork again, but his eyes lingered on the kiwi, "For a long time, the education method in the wizarding world has maintained the traditional master-apprentice model. Even after Hogwarts appeared for a long time, it still cannot be reversed. This situation."

The Grangers listened carefully, no one went to eat the fruit.

"This model has a lot of disadvantages. Some wizards have become masters of potions, but their actual combat ability is extremely weak. It can even be said that they are not as good as ordinary people. There are also some wizards who focus on family magic, so..."

Voldemort shrugged and looked at Mrs Granger, "Is there any more kiwis? Ma'am, it's really delicious."

"Yes." Mrs. Granger jumped up and said, still in surprise, "I'll go get some more."

"Thank you," Voldemort said with a smile.

"So those wizards can't beat ordinary people?" Mr. Granger asked.

"Not ordinary people, but soldiers, demon hunters, and knights of the Holy See. It was a chaotic era, and finally the wizards decided to retreat."

As Voldemort was speaking, he suddenly sneered and said, "Of course, the apparent reasoning is to protect Muggles."

This content has too much impact on the Granger family.

Wizard, hold a magic wand, shake it a little, you can conjure anything, how could you not be able to retreat because you are afraid of Muggles?
"Professor, the result of the retreat has a great impact on the wizarding world, right?" Hermione asked.

Voldemort nodded, and said: "Of course, especially for pure blood, you must know that many pure blood have connections with the royal family, and even have large fiefdoms in England, but for this reason they have to cut off all of them. "

"So... the weak wizards are protected by this law?" Mr. Granger asked.

"European countries fought wars, and rarely slaughtered nobles—thank you, madam—because of this, they lost a lot of pure blood. They think they have been treated unfairly, so there have been long-standing internal conflicts in the wizarding world."

Voldemort took a small plate of kiwi fruit specially prepared for him by Mrs. Granger and began to feast on it.

"Can you tell me, to what extent has the conflict intensified?" Mr. Granger said with concern on his face, "After all, my daughter is in the wizarding world, so I am really worried."

"Hogwarts is safe, sir, with Dumbledore..."

Voldemort suddenly thought about next year's basilisk, but thinking about it, he probably wouldn't let the notebook enter the school again, so he said firmly, "Yes, it's safe, Dumbledore is there."

Mr. Granger nodded, but looked worriedly at Hermione.

Mrs. Granger was a little better. He trusted Voldemort's headmaster because Hermione had told her how powerful the headmaster was.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Granger. If you have time, let Hermione take you to Diagon Alley. The wizarding world is not as mysterious as imagined."

After eating and drinking enough, Voldemort was about to leave.

He felt that if he kept talking, Hermione would drop out of school.

"Oh, yes, thank you for coming, Professor Quirrell, nice to meet you."

The Grangers shook hands with him in turn, and then sent him out.

"I'll send the professor away, Mom and Dad, you can just stay at home."

Hermione trotted behind Voldemort, not allowing her parents to speak, and followed Voldemort's footsteps and left.

　Waiting for the shelves~~~ It feels like the moment before leaving, no matter whether the neck is stretched or retracted, it is a knife~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)