Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 304 I want him
The news that Klein Grindelwald went to Master Newt Scamander for training (autumn outing) in response to the first test spread throughout Hogwarts not long after.

Krum and Fleur are nervous, but helpless.

no way~

First of all, they have no way to rely on a master like Newt Scamander.

Secondly, their ability does not support them to aim too high - the heavy schoolwork has almost driven the two of them crazy!
"Remember, you have to use your superb flying skills to deal with all troubles.

Even flying magical creatures, as long as you are fast enough, you can be invincible. "

In the classroom specially assigned to Durmstrang, Karkaroff was lecturing to Krum very seriously.

However, what he talked about was all messy and useless things.

The more Krum listened, the colder his heart became.

See what this means, let me play freely?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but envy Klein Grindelwald from the bottom of his heart.

It must be easy to have a great wizard like Dumbledore as a mentor
"Krum?"

Karkaroff scowled dissatisfied when he saw that the proud student was distracted while listening to the class.

Krum came back to his senses and quickly put on a serious expression.

"Principal, I'm just thinking about how to hone my flying skills."

"Well, think more and practice more, and combine ideas with practice."

After hearing this, Karkaroff's face softened a lot.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, he decided to let Krum go temporarily.

"Okay, go back and think about it, there is still time."

After a pause, he patted Krum on the shoulder.

"If there is any news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Relying on the convenience of the council, of course he had to face his students.

He thought that not only himself, but Maxim and Dumbledore would probably "make a small fuss" for Klein Grindelwald and Fleur Delacour.

"I see."

With Karkaroff as a guarantee, Krum's tension eased a little.

Nodding sullenly, he walked out of the classroom with his head drooping.

"Whoo~"

Krum left, and Karkaroff leaned back in his chair and sighed.

People, it's all about saving face.

He will take revenge for this humiliation no matter what!
But Klein Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore are too popular now.The reporter who likes to make trouble the most is also partial to those two people.

It is not easy to take revenge.

"There's always a chance."

Muttering to himself, Karkaroff wrapped the robe around his body and planned to leave the classroom.

But at this moment, a feeling of familiarity and fear welled up in my heart
"Black Demon Mark" is hot!

"how is this possible!"

At that moment, Karkaroff admitted that he really panicked like a dog.

Should not be!

Wasn't Voldemort killed by the "Monarch" Sauron? How could the Dark Mark still occur?

Dou Da's cold sweat emerged on his forehead. In a short period of time, he thought a lot.

is the response?
Or run away?

"laugh."

The scorching marks were like a branding iron, torturing Karkaroff's body and mind.

As time went by, the pain from the soul became more and more intense.

"Master?"

In the end, Karkaroff still couldn't get over it and chose to give in.

He opened his mouth in doubt, with the last trace of luck in his heart.

"Igor."

However, that hoarse and familiar voice shattered all Karkaroff's fantasies.

It's over, the Dark Lord is not dead.

Karkaroff only felt his eyes go dark.

"Igor, are you not happy to hear my voice?"

Voldemort sneered, with some amusement in his tone.

"Of course not, master, I'm so happy that I don't know what to say!"

Karkaroff resisted the urge to "apparatus" and escape, regardless of whether Voldemort could see it or not, he squeezed out a flattering smile and responded cautiously.

"Ha ha."

Voldemort, as far as his heart was concerned, was unimpressed by Karkaroff's compliment.

Barty Crouch Jr. is his fanatic, and Quirinus Quirrell is his fanatic.

But not Karkaroff.

This is the one he hates even more than Pietro Perudi.
traitor!
But now the situation is special, a nail and a piece of toilet paper have their uses.

Karkaroff, of course.

And it's very useful!

"Igor, come see me, now!"

From the moment the "Dark Mark" was engraved, it meant that he gave his life to Voldemort.

Karkaroff couldn't escape, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, Voldemort would not be afraid.

After giving the order, Voldemort broke off contact.

A look of indecision flashed across Karkaroff's face, but in the end, he put his hand on his left arm.

With a "swoosh", he successfully teleported and came to a dark cave.

"Igor."

Seeing Karkaroff who looked like a dog, Voldemort smiled half a smile.

He was sitting cross-legged, resting his chin on one hand, wearing only a simple black robe, but he was very energetic.

"Owner!"

When Karkaroff saw the Dark Lord, he knelt down on the ground without thinking.

Voldemort curled his lips.

This guy kneels neatly.

"Master, your faithful believer finally sees you again!"

Whether Voldemort believed it or not, Karkaroff himself believed it.

In order to survive, morals and so on, don't you just throw it away?

"That's right, I've activated the "Dark Mark" many times in the past few years, why didn't I see your response?"

Voldemort chuckled, stood up and looked down at Karkaroff.

This hypocritical face is really disgusting!

"This"

Karkaroff couldn't go on.

It's not that he hasn't felt the calling, but every time he holds back.

If Voldemort hadn't taken the initiative to "roll the name" this time, he would have continued to pretend to be dead as before.

How to fool the Dark Lord?

Hurry, wait online!
"Okay, I know that after I disappear, your life will be difficult."

Suppressing the nausea in his heart, Voldemort helped Karkaroff up.

Karkaroff got up from the ground in a daze.

Take a closer look.
Eh?
Why is the Dark Lord so short!

No, now is not the time to think about these questions!
Not daring to speak too much, Karkaroff quickly lowered his head.

"Igor, you know, I'm a very kind person.

I have always been patient with fellow human beings. "

Seeing Karkaroff's pale face, Voldemort chuckled.

"I know that it doesn't matter what you did. If you did something wrong, there is still a chance to make up for it."

"Ok?"

Does that mean let yourself go?
Karkaroff's heart skipped a beat.

"Igor, my good servant, I need your help."

Voldemort spoke to himself, and with a wave of his hand, a figure appeared out of thin air.

"Bring him to me, it won't be hard for you.

Sacrifice Klein Grindelwald to me, I can forget your past mistakes. "

Voldemort whispered in Karkaroff's ear like a devil from hell.

(End of this chapter)