Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 271 Agreement
Bode was reluctant when he came, but he was in high spirits when he returned.

I don't know, I thought he had won the duel with Sauron.

"Boss, I will follow you for the rest of my life. Really, if you let me go east, I will never go west."

As an elite of the "Department of Mysteries", when he won little admiration, even Dumbledore, he only thought that he was a respectable elder.

But after seeing the battle between Green Clay and Sauron "with his own eyes", he became an out-and-out fanboy.

Sauron, O Lord of Demons.

When these two words are thrown out, they represent invincibility!
And what about Mr. Clay?

The same is Zhang Wangbo!

Bode's beard trembled, he no longer knew how to describe his mood.

It was like hiding in the long dark night and finally saw the dawn. The excitement was simply indescribable.

"That's not Sauron's true strength, the power of the "Lord of the Deathly Hallows" is not that simple."

To boast about himself, Klein doesn't feel any burden in his heart.

Just blow it.

If Sauron is raised infinitely, his identity will also be raised infinitely, and the two complement each other.

"what?"

Hearing this, Bode was dumbfounded.

It's already dark, the sun and the moon are dark, isn't it true strength?

"The Demon Lord" is too scary!
Even Merlin, the legendary spellcaster that British wizards have been talking about, doesn't have that level of magic power in those bizarre stories passed down by word of mouth!

"I have a little friendship with him. It's okay to say that we are friends. The reason why I didn't try my best is because of the bearing capacity of this space.
Forget it, you won’t understand if you talk too much. "

You can't say, "In fact, everything you see is an illusion. I just sat there obediently and drank coffee for half an hour." Klein waved his hand, saying, "Your level is too low to reach that level." expression.

"Well."

Bo De blinked, determined not to ask any more questions.

If it was before, when "Green Clay" put on such an impatient expression, he would only feel that the other party was pretending.

but now.
That's the temperament of a tall man!
"Boss, boss, is it convenient to reveal a little about that "Hermit Society"?"

There are 1 questions in my mind that cannot be answered. It feels like a cat's paw scratching, which makes Bo very uncomfortable.

Of course, what he was most curious about was Sauron's past, and the mysterious "Hermit Society" - the great wizard Dumbledore hadn't even touched the threshold of that organization, so what kind of organization was it?
"If you can't ask, don't ask. Knowing too much is not good for you."

The sky has been calm and breezy, but Klein's face suddenly changed when the "Hermit Society" was mentioned, and even his breath became cold.

Bode's excitement disappeared instantly, and cold sweat soaked the back of his shirt.

water in here.
It seems very deep.

The kind that can drown yourself if you are not careful, without even a bubble coming out.

"Don't ask."

Bod was a wise man who knew what to know and what not to know.

Among other things, even in their "Department of Mysteries", there are many things that are permanently banned.

Ordinary people know secrets that they shouldn't know, and the end is usually miserable.

He didn't want to turn into a tentacled monster, or a twisted and wriggling lump of flesh without knowing why.

Of course, compared to the above two consequences, the possibility of being directly silenced by Boss Clay is the greatest.
"Humph."

Glaring at Bode, Klein put on a bad face on purpose.

"You should have heard that Sauron and I agreed that within three years, as long as I still serve as a special advisor to the Ministry of Magic, he will not come to the Ministry of Magic again.

This is his biggest concession. I hope you can be more confident and avoid causing trouble for me. "

The agreement, of course, was just an illusion that Klein deliberately let Bo them see.

As long as the "big killer" Sauron does not take action, three years of peace will surely ease the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and "Death Bloom".

"Three years."

Bode tasted the hard-won "fruit of victory" silently, with joy and unwillingness on his face.

Three years is still too little time.

But Mr. Clay has done his best, and they have to live up to it.

Thinking of this, he blinked, and a ghostly idea flashed by.

Nothing to be disappointed, three years to come, three years to go, three years to come.
As long as Mr. Clay is still serving as a special advisor to the Ministry of Magic, won't he be able to suppress Sauron?
Sure enough, Mr. Dumbledore is the cornerstone of the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Clay is the hope of the Ministry of Magic!

"You also saw that the old friend came to the door angrily, and I had to sell him a face."

Nothing has changed in the cafe, not even the tables and chairs have moved a bit. "Sauron" sat casually in the booth and spoke softly.

"Yes, my lord!"

Lord Sauron's words are heaven, and Lord Sauron's words are orders.After witnessing the battle just now, Avery couldn't think of anything other than loyalty.

"Hehe, Dumbledore actually found Green Clay as a helper"

"Sauron" smiled, his eyes seemed to travel through the years, and the black eyes became deeper and deeper. .

"My lord, after that we will."

Avery glanced at the master's expression, and tentatively asked.

"Whatever it is, this time Clay and I have kept our mutual affection, and we didn't really do anything. Now that the Ministry of Magic has his backing, we won't do anything within three years."

Sauron raised his eyebrows.

"Restrain the people under your command and don't let them run amok."

"Yes!"

Thinking that the Ministry of Magic now has the support of top powerhouses, Avery is very upset, but he also saw the battle just now, which is not a level that ordinary people can intervene at all.

Although he was not reconciled, he could only obey the Lord's order and temporarily slow down the penetration and control of the Ministry of Magic.

Alas, pity his "ten-year plan to control the Ministry of Magic".
Before it could be implemented, it was a miscarriage.

"Although we won't trouble the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic won't trouble us either. Remember, don't touch the mind of the Ministry of Magic in England. The key is to think about it yourself. I'm going back."

Glancing at Avery with a tangled expression, "Sauron" got up, stepped into the flame that appeared out of thin air, and disappeared instantly.

"Congratulations to the Lord!"

Avery bowed deeply to the flames—although he was fat and struggled to bend down, he still folded himself very hard like an inflatable ball.

"Whoo~"

After Sauron left, Avery relaxed, squeezed into another booth, and thought about the words of the Lord just now under the suspicious gaze of his subordinates—he has always been a person who is good at thinking, and this is how he can stand among all the dogs. Stand out as one of the number one doglegs.

"My lord, the "key" you mentioned is..."

Avery muttered to himself, tapping rhythmically on the table with his stubby fingers.

"Do you mean to temporarily stop the British Ministry of Magic and speed up the development of overseas forces?"

(End of this chapter)