HP black wizard in the United States comics

The man shrouded in black armor outside the wall climbed up the eaves and left.

The cold midnight wind blew up his cloak, which spread out behind him like outstretched wings.From a distance, it looks like a lone bat or a lonely soul.

The black-haired man in a trench coat inside the wall knew nothing about it.

After a three-minute spell, the nine-headed dragon on the door came to life completely, with its long snake-like legs intertwined and swaying. Finally, with nine loud noises, the door slowly opened, revealing the splendor behind it.

Thick carpets were spread from the front to the corners, and long red hair covered people's toes.The surrounding furnishings are exquisite and gorgeous. On the sky above the head is a multi-branched crystal chandelier, with candlelight on it soft and bright.

Under the crystal lamp, an elderly man with gray hair and beard stands tall, but his reading glasses and the wrinkles caused by aging can cover up the heavy smell of blood on his body. He is like an old lion king, old and old. But the minions are more abundant.

But now, he opened his arms and hugged the man in the trench coat.

"I invited you many years ago in the UK. How can a young man like you who is sharp but talented live in such a decadent country?" the old man said.

The young man bent his head noncommittally and scanned the room, occasionally noticing the powerful spells on the stone statues on both sides.

"Then, Your Excellency, Rainier Yotun, you have made your own decision." Although the old man asked a question, but without waiting for an answer, he stepped aside and gave up his seat, signaling the man in the trench coat, or rather Rainier, to follow him.

The goblin-like house elf hurriedly emerged from under the red curtain in the corner, struggled to pass the two people with his short feet, and then opened the door for them in advance.

As the two stepped through the door, the house elf bowed and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Supper is ready, Master Andonio."

True to its word, the table covered with white linen was covered with a feast.

Antonio made a gesture of invitation, then he did it himself and opened the silver dinner cover.

Lanier was not polite. The continuous Apparition made him tired and hungry. Moreover, as the host, Antonio set an example by cutting the grilled beef tenderloin on the porcelain plate and scooping up the brown fish for himself. Gumbo.

Lanier took matters into his own hands and devoured the tenderloin in three strokes. He tasted the black-dove frozen chicken on the table and opened a bottle of French red wine to accompany the meal.

After clattering cups and plates, Lanier wiped his fingers with a napkin, then sat up straight and looked at Antonio.

"You know that I am wanted in the British Isles, and now the wanted order is estimated to have arrived at the Magic Congress of the United States. I have to admit that this gives me a certain amount of trouble."Lanier placed his hands flat on the table.

Antonio's old face was puzzled. He threw away the broken bones in his hands and asked puzzledly: "I know this, but who would want a genius to study black magic? I guess the people of the country would like the people to do this. .I admit, I thought about it for ten days and ten nights but still couldn’t figure it out.”

"The man who survived the disaster knew it. He led people to raid my laboratory and seized my personal assets. Those goblins also froze my account. I admit this was a fatal blow."

Lanier squeezed the silver wine glass until it deformed.

"I thought it was just a routine superficial warning like Fudge, so I went to the Ministry of Magic. The door opened and there were NO. 60 people inside. That dead girl named Hermione also used her authority to wake up the gargoyles and called McGonagall. , yes, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts. I had to pay a price and leave."