Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

After doing all this, Lothar looked at Jiujiu flying back again.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, then he grabbed Jiu Jiu's neck and lifted it up.

Feeling that the big devil in front of him seemed to have evil intentions, he curled up and looked at Lothar uneasily.

Of course, this was all pretended by Jiujiu.

Since becoming the bird of the Great Demon King Lothar, Jiujiu can be said to have a considerable understanding of the character of the human in front of him.

It knew that whenever Lothar caught it, it should do this to avoid the big devil in front of it from thinking of any bad ideas.

But this time, Lothar didn't make things difficult for it.

Putting the letter on Chiujiu's paw again, Lothar picked up the wand and tapped it twice.

A thin string connected the letter to Chiu Chiu's paw.

Then Lothar turned his wand and clicked on the letter twice.

This time, except for a flash of light, not much changed.

But Lothar knew what he had done.

After doing all this, he nodded with satisfaction, and then came to the window sill with Jiujiu in hand.

"Go and take this letter to Lockhart."

"In addition to being harder, this journey may also be dangerous, so you should be careful."

After saying these words to Jiujiu, Lothar let go of his hands toward the sky.

Jiu Jiu soared into the air with the help of Lothar's hand.

Flying to the clouds, but after flying into the sky, Jiujiu was not in a hurry to leave.

It went back and forth, circling Lothar twice.

Only then did he finally find a direction to go.

Lothar watched this scene, waiting for the moment Jiujiu disappeared from his sight.

The smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

This time, even he couldn't grasp the situation well.

Therefore, he didn't know whether Jiujiu could successfully carry the letter through Germany and reach the polar bear's territory.

Hope everything is well.

Lothar thought to himself, he did everything he could and should do.

After meeting Hermione, he would set off to the Dark Forest to activate the backdoor left in Greyback.

By that time, he may also make a trip to Germany to meet Jamie Conliss.

There are too many variables, and even Lothar himself cannot control the situation well.

After seeing Jamie Cornish again, if everything goes well, he should go to the polar bear.

Go and feel the atmosphere where demons are dancing around now.

Lothar thought in his mind.

If anyone were to say who was the first wizarding regime established based on the equality of wizards, then it was the Polar Bear Ministry of Magic.

Otherwise, how could the Polar Bear Ministry of Magic decline so quickly?

Lothar once saw some things about that year from her teacher Nico Flamel.

It was the new political power that was fighting at the forefront.

Whether it's the Muggle world or the wizarding world.

But now, that professed gay nation has died with the wind.

Some among them abandoned their faith.

But more, there are still people persisting.

Even their country has already left before them.

And what Lothar wants is such a group of people.

They are those wizards who still have the belief in the equality of wizards.

Even though... there may not be many of them left.

No matter what, Lothar would choose to see it.

Whether it's for your own beliefs or your heart that can't let go.

His thoughts gradually drifted into the distance with the wind.

Floated away, where he was thinking.

..............................

Lockhart wore a sky-blue wizard robe and walked on this crowded street.

The people around them wrapped themselves tightly, fearing that the cold wind in this cold weather would blow into their bodies.

Each of them had only numbness in their eyes.

Numbness to life, numbness to the future, and numbness to oneself.

Lockhart frowned, looking at these lifeless Muggles.

His attire was incompatible with the people around him.

But no one found him.

Before coming here, Lockhart had blessed himself with several magic spells.

There are spells to hide one's body shape, ones to keep oneself warm, and there are also spells to eliminate traces of oneself.

The reason why I have blessed myself with so many magic spells.

Naturally, because the current situation of polar bears is not much better than that of Germany.

Wizarding wars happen from time to time in places where Muggles can't see them.

The new Ministry of Magic had not yet been established.

The former Ministry of Magic has died along with the disintegration of their country.

They have not given up the faith in their hearts, but their country has left this world before them.

Lockhart could be said to have walked down this street with a frown on his face.

Muggles here are different from their counterparts in England.

People here are more in a state of confusion.

Lockhart had experienced this kind of confusion before.

He naturally knew what this meant.

This group of people have no faith in their hearts, just like themselves.

He sighed in his heart. After walking for so long, he naturally heard about the disintegration of these Muggle countries.

They thought that as long as their country changed its system, they would be able to return to their previous lives.

But what they didn't expect was that the life they originally wanted didn't come.

Instead, it triggered a series of catastrophic events.

It was them who made the decision.

But they are the ones who regret it.

Lockhart was walking on the street, and whenever people around him approached him, they would subconsciously move aside.

This strange scene did not attract the attention of these people.

Perhaps, something disturbed them.

People have given up hope for the future life.

They walked numbly on the street.

The biting cold wind seemed to blow through their bodies and into their hearts.

The gusts of wind blew on their faces, turning their faces white.

Finally, Lockhart stopped in a remote alley.

He has to make some disguises because until now, he has not found the city he wants to go to.

He lifted the Muggle Expelling Curse from his body and added some influence-reducing spells to himself.

Lockhart stepped out of the alley and looked around.

Lockhart quickly settled on a target.

It was an elderly man, limping towards a certain direction.

Lockhart's eyes lit up. Old people like this usually have more knowledge and must know where they want to go.

With this thought, he followed.

"Sir, wait a minute!"

Hearing the voice from behind, Schovnovich turned his head.

Walking towards me was a young man dressed strangely.

When he saw the clothes the man was wearing, Schovnovich was startled for a moment, then looked at Lockhart with deep eyes.

Although Lockhart felt a little strange, it didn't stop him from continuing to ask for directions.

"Sir, where is Stalingrad? I can't find it on the map!"

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