There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 128 Not much difference
The basilisk is a ferocious and terrifying monster in all the books in the magic world. It is also called the snake king. It has been inseparable from the dark wizard since its birth.

The dastardly Helbo, the famous dark wizard, found...or bred the first known basilisk.

One of the four giants of Hogwarts thousands of years ago, Salazar Slytherin, although famous and successful in whitewashing, everyone knows that he was also the greatest dark wizard of that era, the most famous Parseltongue.

The basilisk looks horizontally and vertically, looks left and right, no matter how you look at it, it is an evil creature from the black wizard, Mark doesn't understand, what is Avery thinking, and the blame is on the white wizard?

The white wizard can't bear this blame!
"Master, you don't know something." Avery said convincingly: "Many people think that the Ministry of Magic is a vegetarian, overstaffed, and overstaffed. It does everything except personnel."

Is not it?

Mark has watched the development of the Ministry of Magic for ten years. From the minister to the employees, everyone is eating and dying, trying to make money.

"This...you are right, but a ruined house is worth tens of thousands of dollars, a rotten boat still has three catties of nails, and the Ministry of Magic suppresses the magic world. They know countless secrets that no one knows, and conduct many weird and unpredictable experiments."

Avery knew that not to mention the Dark Lord, even the dark wizards around him couldn't be persuaded by empty talk.

He has to come up with dry goods.

"The other departments of the Ministry of Magic don't matter, but four departments are very important."

Avery looked serious: "First, the Auror office!"

"In the past, Aurors' fighting power was just the same. For some reason, Aurors' fighting power has improved by leaps and bounds over the years. They fought more and more fiercely. Many of our like-minded friends were captured by them!"

The black wizards nodded one after another, indeed, there is such a thing.

In the past, they were not afraid of Aurors, and they were even able to hang some Aurors up and beat them.

Now see the old Auror punching, and see the young Auror dumbfounded.

Muggles say boxing is afraid of young people.

I didn't expect that the magic world is also afraid of the young.

Mark had to admit that it was his fault.

It's all his fault, advocating actual combat, which has led to the increasing combat effectiveness of the young Hogwarts wizards. Many of them joined the Ministry of Magic after graduation, making the old seniors tremble.

Everyone fights, let alone a black wizard?
They haven't brushed enough of the Forbidden Forest, so they continue to brush openly after work!

"The second is the Department of International Magic Cooperation. Their combat effectiveness is just that. The key is that they have a lot of contact information, and they can summon wizards from all over the world to England at any time!"

"At that time, even if each person took a bite...I mean each person gave a curse, we couldn't resist it!"

When the Dark Lord mentioned spittle years ago, it was too indecent, and Avery quickly changed his words.

"Of course, summoning wizards from all over the world requires huge manpower and material resources. It's not that easy, but we have to guard against it." Avery said: "The Ministry of Magic cannot be forced too hard to prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

Never expected that the Dark Wizard actually viewed the Ministry of Magic in this way.

The corner of Mark's mouth twitched fiercely. Manpower and material resources are nothing. The wool comes from the sheep. As long as the income is greater than the investment, everything is easy to handle.

In terms of the level of magic, countries in the world are far inferior to Britain, where Hogwarts exists.

What Durmstrang, Beauxbatons, Ilvermorny, Magic Corner.

In front of Hogwarts, they are all younger brothers!

England represents the pinnacle of magical attainment.

Summon a global wizard?

What are you calling me for?
deliver?
"Third, Department of Mysteries!" Avery's eyes were full of surprise: "Everything that can be stored here is top secret!"

"Countless wizards can't understand the secrets, and they can't be made public."

"There are powerful magic props that are equally expensive, and there are prophecies left by observing time and predicting the river of fate."

"There is also a group of loyal, serious and responsible caretakers who are elusive!"

"They're scarier than Aurors."

Mark was curious, could it be more powerful than the Aurors promoted by these batches of Hogwarts freshmen?

"Of course!" Avery said firmly: "Only the best Aurors are qualified to undertake the protection work of the Department of Mysteries!"

Ah this.

Then you said a fart!

Mark glanced at him angrily, it's not that the new Aurors are the best, they are of course better than ordinary Aurors.

The meat was rotten in the pot, and Mark felt that he didn't need to ask any more.

"The last department that needs attention, the Department of Protection and Management of Fantastic Beasts!" Avery said with a serious expression, "I suspect that the Basilisk was sent by them!"

Mark blinked.

You say they protect and manage dragons, goblins, Nifflers, even centaurs, veela, and Irish leprechauns, Mark believes it.

But the basilisk...they use their heads to protect this kind of thing.

"Master, I would like to guarantee my life and property!" Avery's expression was tragic.

"The Department of Fantastic Beasts manages tens of thousands of magical animals, all kinds of strange things!"

"There are not only these common magical animals, but also terrifying and cruel ones!"

"For example, the poison sac leopard has only the same fighting power. The poison is fierce and can kill dozens of people in an instant!"

"They also built several dragon farms to breed fire dragons!"

"What is a fire dragon? It is the most powerful magical creature known in the magic world!"

"There is also the legendary Thunderbird. It is said that when Grindelwald was active, a Thunderbird appeared in a certain war."

"Famous magizoologist Newt Scamander captured Thunderbird and brought it to England."

Avery's eyes were burning, and he felt that he had grasped the truth!

"They can have all these. It's normal for them to raise a basilisk secretly, right? Moreover, they can also leave the responsibility for attacking us to the black wizard."

"Who would have thought that Wei Guangzheng's Ministry of Magic would secretly raise a basilisk that has not been heard from England for four or five hundred years?"

mark:"……"

Mark had to give a thumbs up, Avery's analysis made sense, you are really talented.

Change to a silly one, I was really limped by you.

Fortunately, it's Mark sitting here.

"Let's get the topic back on track." Mark said, "The white wizard sent a basilisk to attack you, and then what?"

Mark suddenly realized that there was no need to ask...

Avery waved silently, and a dark wizard came over with a bowl of Gaunt's snake soup.

Fortunately, Mark came early, and a few minutes later, more than 200 wolf-like black wizards drank up Gaunt's snake soup!

The hot freshly baked snake meat soup with added ingredients was held by Mark. The soup was clear, and the white and tender diced meat seemed to be transparent, delicate and smooth. There were also diced radish, eggs, seaweed, and ingredients of various colors mixed together. Tangy and appetizing.

But Mark has a question.

The fragrance is fragrant, the problem is, this is not the same fragrance as I smelled in the morning!
Avery plopped to his knees at Mark's feet.

"Master, it's all my fault, I'm not human, I'm a bastard!"

Avery raised his hands and slapped himself hard in the face.

It was Avery's fault that he didn't take the initiative to hand over the good things to the leadership.

When the leader came in person, he dared to fool him with miscellaneous branded goods that had been exchanged with messy things, that would be an even worse crime!
Avery's heart is like a mirror.

Who is the Dark Lord?

Returning from rebirth, there are hundreds of thousands of black wizards, and there must be a lot of things.

What does it mean to come to Gunter's old house in the midst of busy schedules?
It means that the Dark Lord already knew that Avery ate a big bowl of Gaunt's snake meat soup made of pure basilisk meat in the morning!
"That is to say, in Gaunt's old house, the Dark Lord has planted spies! No, it should be a confidant."

"He kept his face, but supervised the actions of all the dark wizards. Whoever committed a taboo, he would write down that person's name in a small notebook!"

Avery's body trembled slightly.

This confidant even has the authority to directly communicate with the Dark Lord, otherwise, there is no way to explain why the Dark Lord came so quickly!

"As expected of the Dark Lord, he has me in the open, but he has his confidants in the dark, and he has more than 200 dark wizards in his eyes!"

Heartfelt admiration rose from Avery's heart.

With such wisdom, is the Dark Lord who can truly lead the dark wizards to conquer the magic world!
Avery knew that he had done something wrong, he had to stand at attention when he was beaten, and he was just beating himself, so what was the pain?
When the Dark Lord was furious, it was no longer a matter of slapping.

But Cruciatus!

Avery doesn't want to bear the kind of pain that goes straight to the soul.

Ten years ago, Voldemort liked to punish his men with the Cruciatus Curse when the Death Eaters ran into trouble with their errands.

However, when Avery slapped himself heavily, Mark immediately performed a quick confinement to stop his behavior.

In the previous life, the old people told him.

There is a custom of killing pigs during Chinese New Year in the village.

Although the pig should be killed, it can only be done with one knife, giving it a good time.

Swinging the knife more and causing extra pain to the pig is a crime!
Pigs are like this, let alone people?

Avery died instantly.

For the dead, kind Mark is willing to give him tenderness.

"It's not a big deal, don't beat yourself up." Mark held Avery's hand affectionately.

"On the bright side, you are all important backbones of the dark wizard, with a bright future, and the most important force under my command."

"Privately, you are my friends."

Mark laughed: "There are no outsiders, don't care about the mess."

Avery burst into tears, and all the dark wizards were overwhelmed.

Back then, the Dark Lord called the Death Eaters friends, but they were actually servants.

Hit them if they want, and curse them if they want. The black wizards dare not speak or get angry, lest they suffer more terrible torture.

Now, the Dark Lord is reborn, and he knows how to attract people's hearts.

Whether it is true or false, with this heart, countless dark wizards will be grateful and shed their blood for the Dark Lord.

Dark wizards are vicious and ambitious, but they're also human.

The kindness of ordinary people, they take it as a joke.

The kindness of the Dark Lord, who is more ferocious and evil than them, makes them feel a sense of identity.

"Master, with your words, I am willing to die immediately!" Avery fell to his knees.

High mana, many men, deep scheming, and strong personal charm.

Avery felt that if you try the future wizarding world, it must be the world of the Dark Lord!
The bones of the Ministry of Magic are dead, Dumbledore is dying, and Grindelwald may go to the west at any time.

Who else can stop the Dark Lord?
Who else!
While the bowl of Gaunt's snake meat soup was still hot, Mark pawed and licked, eating and wiping it clean.

Tastes great.

Sweet and delicious, Mark couldn't help wanting a bowl.

The basilisk meat is too precious. It is so rare that Mark has never seen it before. After this time, there will be no chance to eat it in the future.

"It's a pity that Avery has no plan, and the dark wizard has little wisdom." Mark sighed.

The physique of magical animals is dozens of times that of humans.

For example, normal beef cattle gain two to three catties a day.

The basilisk is more than ten times bigger than a beef cow?
It is not too much to calculate that it has gained ten catties a year, right?

Considering the consumption necessary to replenish the body, Mark feels that the basilisk will feel no pressure if it cuts a catty of meat every day.

The basilisk healed its wounds too quickly.

If you keep the basilisk, you can cut a catty of its meat every day, and you can eat whatever you want, and the water will last forever.

What about killing it?
It seems that there is a lot of basilisk meat at once, but there are also many people, and a meal is almost enough.

A pound a day makes a difference.

Not many dark wizards can lick a pound of flesh on their faces.

This is called sustainable development!
The black wizards beat the basilisk to death, it's too sinful, spoiling a good thing!
But having said that, the purpose of Mark's visit to Gaunt's old house this time is not to eat snake meat.

Mark snapped out his diary.

"There is a soul living in this diary." Mark said in a deep voice, "He is the ancestor of the Malfoy family."

"The ancient wizards had high mana and great powers. The way of spelling at that time was completely different from the way they are playing now. It is very useful for reference."

Avery was thoughtful, and the meaning of the Dark Lord was obvious.

He wants to use this ancestor of the Malfoy family as a sharpening stone!
All dark wizards, through the battle with Malfoy's ancestors, improve themselves!

The black wizard preys on the weak and the strong, and pays attention to actual combat.

It is of great significance to dark wizards to have a soul that can fight at any time!

"Master, don't worry!" Avery said solemnly, "I express my opinion on behalf of all the dark wizards!"

"We will definitely become a well-trained and combat-experienced army of dark wizards!"

"On the road to conquering the magic world in the future, I will make great contributions to the Dark Lord!"

Mark was in tears.

What a dark wizard.

Not selfish, dedicated to benefiting others.

If they weren't too evil and didn't fit Mark's plans for future wizards in the magic world, Mark wouldn't have the heart to kill them.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, his hero, my enemy."

"A dark wizard who regards Voldemort as his goal in life has no need to live."

The transformable Dark Wizard Simpson has already been screened once.

The more than 200 black wizards in Gaunt's old house are hopeless and must be killed.

Their death is a great thing for the wizarding world!

Without them, there would be fewer disputes in the wizarding world.

Other dark wizards are at best sneaking around, Gaunt's old house, etc., are fatal!
Tom: "..."

No, what's going on.

Inexplicable, why did I become a whetstone?

More than 200 black wizards showed ferocious faces, eager to fight, and they approached the diary one after another.

Every dark wizard is powerful and proficient in all kinds of black magic.

Tom's face was ashen.

Come on, hundreds of people take turns, he is hardened, and he can't hold it!
He has the mana of Voldemort's seventh grade, and three or two dark wizards can't get close.

But hundreds of people fighting on wheels... Tom didn't want to think about it.

"However, there is good news."

"This guy who is both the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the Dark Lord, didn't notice my disguise!"

"Otherwise, I would have been beaten to death by this person who stole the reputation of the Dark Lord!"

Tom forced a smile.

"I hide my identity, and I still have a chance."

"In a sense, we're pretty much the same."

"The hidden identity has not been discovered!"

(End of this chapter)