Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 475 Hogwarts!Hogwarts!
Walking on the lawn of Hogwarts, Lucius felt a little more relaxed.

In the past few days, Voldemort's eyes staring at him that day will always appear in his mind involuntarily, and that feeling is like a thorn in his back, which makes him uneasy all day long.

Fortunately, the passage of time, coupled with the relaxed campus atmosphere of Hogwarts, allowed him to slowly walk out of the shadow of that day.

"I don't know, am I simply afraid of the Dark Lord, or am I hesitating because of my identity in the middle, do I have selfish motives?"

Fear gradually disappeared, and he could finally explore his own heart.

Unfortunately, this is a self-question without an answer.

The identity of the court wizard was passed down from his ancestors. Although it was only a title, he did not have the courage to give it up.

And as long as he doesn't give up, the gap between him and the Dark Lord will definitely exist.

"But the fact that the Dark Lord can give me the list proves that he still trusts me..."

Thinking like this, Lucius' mood improved a lot, and he walked along the lawn to the Quidditch pitch to watch his proud son play against his friends.

This is a private competition, Draco takes the lead, Ginny responds, and the graduates of the Fourth Academy team up to fight.

Now the battle is quite tense, and the Snake Academy has the upper hand on the scene, but no one dares to say that the Lion Academy will lose.

After all, Harry's Quidditch talent is obvious to all.

Anything is possible until the Snitch is caught.

"Last joy, Lucius, Draco convinced me with this reason."

Dumbledore's voice sounded, and the white-bearded old man appeared behind Lucius at some point.

"That should be the real reason, I haven't seen him so happy in a long time."

Lucius said with a smile after saying hello.

"Are you cold?"

After answering the question, Lucius looked at Dumbledore's thick wizard robe suspiciously and asked.

It was cloudy today, but not too cold, but Dumbledore still wrapped himself in a thick wizard robe with tassels.

"It's old, hehe."

Dumbledore shook his head with a free and easy smile, "Since I was injured last time, my body and bones are not as good as before."

Lucius frowned slightly and looked at the other party suspiciously.

He was suspicious by nature, and when he heard Dumbledore's words, his first thought was that the other party was showing weakness to Voldemort.

As for the benefits of showing weakness, there is no need to think about it, anyway, he doesn't believe Dumbledore's words.

In his eyes, Dumbledore was still the Dark Lord's greatest enemy.

"When you were at school, Gryffindor and Slytherin were not as harmonious as they are now." Dumbledore didn't care about Lucius' suspicious gaze, but started a new topic.

"At that time, we were all focused on graduating so that we could follow the Dark Lord, but we didn't have the mind to play this." Lucius pouted.

After hearing this, Dumbledore let out a "giggle" laugh, looking very happy.

"What's so funny about that?" Lucius asked.

"Your words remind me of the changes in Voldemort. Although it can't be said that it has become much better, at least it is not as bad as before. This is something to be happy about." Dumbledore said.

"Then will you hand over the rights to him?"

Lucius' words stunned Dumbledore for a moment.

"I've never had any rights," said Dumbledore.

"Hypocrisy." Lucius said.

The moment his words fell, there was a sudden loud cheer from the stadium.

The two hurriedly looked towards the stadium, and saw Harry gliding in the sky holding the Golden Snitch high, while Draco was angrily shaking his fist not far away.

"It seems that Draco's study career is destined to leave regrets..."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

The sound that stopped was not only Dumbledore's words, but also the huge cheers, which also suddenly stopped.

Draco and the others, who were flying in the air, were confused by the sudden silence.

But when they followed the eyes of the crowd and turned their heads to look up, they saw several fighter planes passing by among the dark clouds.

"How did they appear here?"

Draco asked in surprise, but the team members who were in a daze with him didn't answer him.

"All students, all students, return to the lounge immediately and follow your dean's arrangement."

Dumbledore's voice resounded throughout the playground, and the silent crowd exploded in an instant.

Some people hurriedly wanted to run back to the castle, while more people stayed where they were curiously.

The scene became extremely chaotic in an instant. Fortunately, Dumbledore decisively used a few explosive spells to attract everyone's attention and asked them to leave again.

This time, everyone finally started to exit and quickly ran to their respective waiting rooms.

"Are they really going to do that?"

Lucius murmured in a low voice, then looked at Dumbledore beside him and said, "Let the students retreat from the secret passage, they are not ready yet."

Dumbledore glanced at Lucius and said nothing, but he shook his head and rejected Lucius' proposal.

"Students who have passed the Maple Leaf training ground gather at the playground and follow the teacher to resist foreign enemies."

Dumbledore's voice sounded again, indeed calling on the students to join the war.

Lucius looked at the old man in astonishment, as if meeting him for the first time.

"Whoosh whoosh~~"

Several figures pierced directly in front of them, they were several riders participating in the competition.

"Principal, give us a specific position."

Draco, apparently, knew more than the confused Harry.

"Over there, follow the orders of the professor who guards there."

Dumbledore gave the order quickly, and immediately turned and walked towards the gate.

"How could an airplane be so close to Hogwarts? Electronics are not allowed here."

Goyle next to Draco asked Draco suspiciously before taking off.

"Wizards fly planes, and they only need to fly high enough." Draco replied, nodding to his father, and then flew into the sky.

"But what can they do? Throw bombs?" Goyle was still asking, but then flew up.

"Magic will disable the bomb, these planes should be investigating." Draco's voice has gradually faded away.

Lucius took a deep breath, and then took out a small mirror in his arms - he wanted to inform Voldemort that there had been a change here.

"Hopefully, this time, the enemy doesn't hold back the Dark Lord."

He murmured like this, and before the words fell, Voldemort's serious face appeared on the mirror.

"Has something happened at Hogwarts?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes, three planes are circling over the castle, it is likely that those people are going to act." Lucius replied.

There was no surprise on Voldemort's face at the other end of the mirror.

He had already determined that the enemy would not abide by that shitty treaty.

In fact, neither will he.

(End of this chapter)