Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

Gretel's guess was not wrong.

From the time Fenrir and Selwyn crossed the ocean to capture Gretel, Voldemort was unable to control real-time information.

He realized the importance of instant messaging. While hiding, he also began to follow the research path that Grete had taken.

Voldemort's demands were different from Gretel's. Gretel was considering occupying the entire communications market.

Therefore, it is necessary to make the functions as complete as possible to form a cross-generational business impact.

He just needed to make sure the Death Eaters could take his orders instantly.

The more he studied, the more he felt that this little thing that he usually didn't pay attention to was actually much more useful than he thought.

But because he only provided most of the difficult technical support to Gretel, he did not really participate in Gretel's research throughout the process.

Coupled with the fact that the body is too weak, it needs to hibernate from time to time to ensure life safety.

As a result, his research was somewhat intermittent.

After realizing the importance of mobile phones, Voldemort did not dare to ask the Death Eaters for help.

He knew there was a traitor among the Death Eaters, but he didn't know who the traitor was yet.

If by chance, he entrusts the matter to a traitor, it is hard to imagine that the traitor will stab him in the back.

You must know that his old enemy, the Potter family from which Harry was born, relied on his unique shampoo formula to become one of the few richest people in the wizarding world.

He really didn't trust such a promising new project in anyone's hands.

Voldemort truly deserves to be an unparalleled genius.

Even under such difficult conditions, with a soul that was sometimes awake and sometimes comatose, Voldemort still relied on intermittent research to achieve results.

When Gretel's Communications Store opened in Diagon Alley, the mobile phone made by Voldemort was also installed in the hands of people he trusted.

However, unlike Gretel, he did not dare to ask for help until he recovered, so so far, he has only made more than a dozen for his confidants to use.

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At the end of the Christmas vacation, Gretel and Senedil Gordon boarded the express train back to Hogwarts.

The shops in Diagon Alley are temporarily managed by newly recruited clerks.

"Master, I found that someone in Diagon Alley plagiarized the great master's research. I think it is necessary to teach them a lesson."

In a place where no one could see, Voldemort's face was blue and white, and he plagiarized the research results of his students, and he didn't pay any attention to him.

However, Voldemort had no sense of crisis regarding Gretel's opening of a shop.

In his opinion, Gretel will eventually come back to him, and when the time comes, it will make no difference whether it is the student's or his own.

He was just taking the lead for himself.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I have other arrangements for everything. I told you to contact other people. How are you doing?"

The Death Eater lying on the ground shuddered when he heard the question.

"Great Master, they all betrayed you. They did not even accept my visit. They did not believe that the Great Master had returned."

Voldemort had already expected it. After all, he had disappeared for more than ten years. It was beyond his expectation that the group of people who gathered around him because of their power did not turn against him.

For the first time, he did not punish the servant for failing to complete the task.

"Get up. I'll give you another task. Go and keep an eye on the store in Diagon Alley. If there is any situation, report it to me immediately."

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Gretel and Seni appeared on platform nine and three-quarters.

Penello led people to crowd him up, and surrounded the two people and looked them up and down. After confirming that neither of them were missing arms or legs, he let out a long breath.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm safe? Why do I still look worried?"

Gretel was helpless. After returning to London with Seni, the two immediately reported to the rest of the team that they were safe.

It wasn't until he squeezed into the box that Penello complained angrily: "I said, Grete, don't you know how many people's hopes you carry?

The situation has not yet been determined, and you come directly to the door. What if you are in danger? "

Grete spread his hands, "There's nothing we can do about it. If there's really danger, besides me, is there anyone else among you who can rescue Seni?"

The group of people who looked worried just now fell silent for a moment.

Indeed, even Seni and the other three graduates who were about to finish their studies were like children facing Gretel, unable to fight back.

Usually, they, the senior students, could barely rely on their stronger magic power to drag Gretel down until he was exhausted.

But after Gretel obtained [Origin], the amount of magic power that had been bothering him was no longer a thorny issue.

From that day on, no one could get any advantage from him.

Life force, magic and soul, the three complement each other, and the cycle goes back and forth. Gretel's strength has long been incomparable.

Faced with the silence of everyone, Grete did not comfort him, but instead crossed his arms.

"You know, I am a genius praised by all the professors. If I study and grow step by step like ordinary people, when will we be able to achieve our goals?"

Little Groot also climbed out in response, imitating Gretel and standing on his shoulders. The leaves on his head gradually turned green, flashing to express his approval to everyone.

In the end, Seni smiled bitterly and patted their shoulders, "Don't think about competing with the leader. He has always been so unreasonable. There is nothing we can't accept.

Besides, apart from the leader, compared with our peers, who among us is not outstanding? "

Grete protested dissatisfied, "I have told you so many times, don't call me leader. We are working hard for the same goal. We are all comrades."

"Okay, okay, Comrade Gretel, what are your plans next?"

Seni's doting tone made people realize that the leader in front of them who impressed everyone was still a twelve-year-old second-year student.

While everyone was looking forward to Gretel's speech, Penello seemed to realize something, rolled his eyes, and took out his mobile phone.

After a moment, he straightened his back with satisfaction.

“Everyone may be busy in the coming days.

First of all, we need to publicize it. Mr. Cedric, you should take the lead in organizing a society and let as many people join as possible.

We need them to promote our mobile phones to their relatives and friends, and let our mobile phones enter the public view through them.

Secondly, we need to select a group of new people. They do not need to accept our ideas. As long as they do not conflict with them, they can be considered.

We will gradually hand over the stocking of goods to their hands, freeing you to improve your personal strength.

As I said before, the magic world will soon be in chaos. Before our organization officially appears in the magic world, each of you must strengthen your ability to save your life. "

At the beginning of 1993, Gretel's name was accompanied by his invention, and he broke into the ancient wizarding world with a arrogant attitude.

It's the end of the month and it will be on the shelves soon. I hope to get support from the big guys.

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Gretel: Professor Fu, I don’t know if you have heard that the lord of the lord is not my lord, and the vassal of the vassal is not my vassal.

Voldemort: So my dear student, what do you want to say?

Gretel: What I want to say is, how can you shamelessly think that my invention is your professor's invention? Is the market I occupy your market?