curse the world at hogwarts

Once he had the basilisk, Rhine began designing the living space for it inside the suitcase.

But the snake pupil of this thing is too buggy. In order to prevent poor Sophia from dying unexpectedly, Rhine has not completed the decoration of the space, so he has not put it in for the time being, and he has not brought a suitcase.

The nearest pipeline is on the corridor that winds around the Rhine, so the actual distance is not too far.

But when Rhine came out as the pioneer, he couldn't help but cursed Scrimgeour in his heart.

I don’t know how far the negotiations in the auditorium have gone, but there are already Aurors outside, blocking the path that Rhine and the Basilisk must pass through.

This old guy... I never missed him!

Personally speaking, Rufus Scrimgeour is undoubtedly a tough guy. Even if he was tortured to death by Death Eaters in the future, the location of Harry's trio was not revealed.

But speaking of business, this guy is no longer the top Auror that he was back then, although he is not as fierce as Rhine, but he has gained a reputation based on his actual achievements.

When the official becomes big, there will be no wizards.

Neither he nor Barty Crouch, whom he would meet in the future, had lost their way on the way up.

Although they did not go into the darkness, they were indulged in the fantasy shaped by their selfish desires, and in the end they did not achieve good enough results...

In short, this is a pig teammate.

Fudge?

That's a pig!

Rhine knew very well that Dumbledore was unhappy at the moment. Although Scrimgeour was intent on causing trouble, he could enter the school so openly without Fudge's permission?

On that document, if it wasn't Fudge's signature, it was definitely Umbridge's signature.

If this had been done by Scrimgeour's immediate boss, Mrs. Bones, the school would have at least received the news in advance and made arrangements in advance to avoid falling into a trap.

As for whether behind this, whether it was revenge caused by digging out the wolf's den before school started, or whether a certain Lucius Malfoy did something secretly and dishonestly, Rhine didn't know.

The biggest thing for him right now is how to lead the basilisk to break through the Auror in front of him.

Just when there was nothing to do, footsteps and...hiccups suddenly came from the other end of the corridor.

Rhine quickly asked the basilisk to get into the classroom on the other side. When he turned around, he saw Trelawney, a certain magician professor, walking over, carrying a few bottles in her hand as usual.

This guy had such small hands, holding a wine bottle between each finger, and forcefully holding a shuriken.

It's true that the old ninja...ahem...is an old drunkard!

As soon as she saw Rhine, Trelawney was mostly awake from the wine. She remembered the rules on alcoholism in the teachers' rules that had been promulgated before, and hurriedly shook her head like a rattle.

"I didn't drink...uh...I just saw that everyone was busy...anyway...idle is idle..."

What surprised Trelawney was that Rhine, who had always been obsessed with her drinking problem, suddenly waved at her at this moment.

"You come."

Trelawney leaned forward curiously and saw Rhine holding out a finger.

"Do me a favor and I'll give you a year's worth of sherry for you...you can ask for anything else."

Trelawney's eyes suddenly glowed green, and if she hadn't had the bottle in hand, she would have rolled up her sleeves on the spot, and asked fiercely.

"Kill who?"

"..." Rhine was frightened by the old magician, "Is it dangerous to touch porcelain?"

Trelawney looked ecstatic: "That's our basic knowledge...ahem...a little understanding...a little understanding..."

"That person, lure him away for me and make sure no one is nearby." Rhine pointed to the Auror outside and gave the task requirements.

Trelawney nodded seriously, lying in the corner and observing the Aurors.

"What are you waiting for?" Rhine was speechless.

Trelawney responded with a professional attitude: "I'm observing his coordinates, angles, light refraction, audio-visual blind spots..."

Good job!

Rhine was instantly in awe of this line of work.

Hogwarts should give you a "pengcijia" medal of honor!

After a little observation and... calculation, Trelawney made a "look at it" expression at Rhine and turned out of the corner.

In less than 15 seconds, a "ding-dong-dang" sound was heard over there, and then Trelawney's ghostly wails were heard.

Rhine was lying in the corner, watching with respect as Trelawney used a shuriken... not... a wine bottle to hit the hurried Auror with the chemical version of the Eye Spell.

While apologizing and dragging the wailing Auror away, she even had the time to raise her finger in this direction to indicate that she was not allowed to default on her debt.

"Hogwarts...Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Rhine sighed, then called out the basilisk and quickly disappeared behind a fence on the corridor wall with it.

After successfully hiding the basilisk and returning to the Great Hall, Rhine was reminded by Filch who was left behind to go to the Gryffindor common room.

The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Sure enough, when he arrived at his destination, he saw Harry surrounded by a crowd of young wizards, looking gloomy, shy and even scared, surrounded by Aurors.

Scrimgeour was arguing with Professor McGonagall, trying to bring Harry back to the ministry for "protection".

Rhine stood in the crowd, squinting his eyes to observe Harry's every move, but couldn't see anything.

Is he under control?

Was that so-called report letter written by him?

Just when Rhine was full of doubts, Harry inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Rhine.

As a result, as soon as their eyes touched, Harry's face immediately turned pale and he quickly lowered his head.

"Giao!"

Rhine cursed silently.

Tom Riddle...you are so cruel!

Rhine had no good solution to the situation at hand, unless he completely chose not to be a human being and rushed up to give Scrimgeour a beating.

But how can the adult world be so simple?

Unless he no longer plans to stay at Hogwarts and is ready to pack up and leave at any time.

When doing things, you have to pay attention to the occasion. This kind of event, which can be said to be a big deal in the magical world, must not happen in school, let alone in public.

The reason is very simple. The other party has documents, so the matter cannot be handled as a personal complaint.

With this in mind, Rhine slowly approached and was almost dodged by Professor McGonagall's roar.

"...Is there a safer place in the wizarding world than Hogwarts? Does Cornelius Fudge dare to say that?"

Whether Fudge dares to say that, we don’t know.

But in the first grade, a three-headed dog accompanied Voldemort. In the second grade, a basilisk appeared and there was Voldemort. In the third grade, a wanted criminal infiltrated and an old mole crawled into the bed. In the fourth grade, a group of demons danced around and an undercover agent was buried...

Professor McGonagall, are you really not sorry for saying this?

Rhine quietly pulled Dumbledore's sleeve, attracting the attention of Dumbledore who was frowning in thought.

"Let them go."

???

Dumbledore looked at Rhine with a puzzled look, then thought about it for a moment and suddenly became moved.

"Attack the Ministry of Magic? Are you crazy?"

"You just know?"

A slight sneer appeared on Rhine's face, and he showed off his two small tiger teeth that shone with cold light.

His good friend was about to be taken away, and Ron, who was helplessly leaning over to seek comfort from Rhine, immediately retreated trembling.

He knows Rhine so well!

This guy is scheming again, and he's from the Ministry of Magic!

That's right, didn't Rhine think clearly just now?

You have to pay attention to the occasion when doing things, and that's definitely not the case in Hogwarts.

Ministry of Magic?

Just make do with it!

Rhine made his choice with slight disgust.