curse the world at hogwarts

"We-S-Le-!"

At the gate of Diagon Alley, Rhine Lyle gritted his teeth and spat out the last name.

Don't get me wrong, although he has lingering and troubled pasts with Potter, Snape, etc., he has absolutely nothing to do with the Weasley family.

Simply because among the crowd in front of them, those red heads stood out.

Charlie Weasley, who had fallen to Rhine's feet before, was holding a wizard between his strong biceps and punching the wizard in the face with a fist as big as a cauldron.

William Weasley used one hand to protect his long hair from being grabbed by his opponents, and the other hand to use his wand to attack the messy people in front of him indiscriminately.

"You hit me!"

"Sorry, Fred!"

"You got the wrong person!"

"Sorry, George!"

"Hehe... Actually, I am indeed Fred... Ouch! You hit me again?"

"I did it on purpose this time!"

Needless to say, he was running around in the crowd, throwing all kinds of messy things at his opponents, and he couldn't forget that it was the twin brothers who were crosstalking with William——

George and Fred Weasley.

"Stop fighting! Arthur!"

A strong black man was roaring, holding in his arms a middle-aged red-headed man who was trying to sneak out, that is, Mr. Weasley, the head of the red-headed family.

"Let me go! Kingsley!" Mr. Weasley's face turned purple with anger, "How dare he say that..."

Rhine let out a long sigh, which was like tapping the wall in front of him with a magic wand, causing them to close together again, achieving the purity of being out of sight and out of mind.

But the corner of his clothes was suddenly tugged. As soon as Rhine lowered his head, his eyes met Hermione's.

"Aren't you going to take care of it?"

These words did not mean much condemnation, but they made Rhine reflect on his own soul.

He sighed and suddenly raised his wand, but he didn't point it at anyone present.

"Whoa, whoa—!"

Several rays of magic that were not magic spells were shot at the four outer corners of the group fight, forming a seal on the space.

Then, he apparated and reappeared in the center of the crowd. He flipped his right hand and pointed the tip of his staff downwards on the ground.

"Ripple run away!"

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz—!”

The vibration of Professor Trelawney's special alarm clock instantly echoed in this space.

"It's an earthquake!"

Half of the street was shaken, causing an exclamation of surprise.

For a time, people no longer cared about you tearing me apart or me pestering you, but hurriedly let go of their hands or hugged the enemy tightly, seeking a stable foothold.

The gang fight is over.

All people's eyes turned and focused on Rhine who was standing up.

Little Hermione's eyes radiated with brilliance, and she finally realized that the "scumbag" in front of her didn't seem to be as scumbag as she thought?

Before she could follow him, the wizards around him broke out in whispers.

"Rhine Lyle?"

"Is it... that person?"

"So the rumors are true..."

Hermione tilted her head, showing an incredulous look.

Professor McGonagall, this kind of reaction is not what a Ravenclaw should deserve, is it?

"Rhine!"

Mr. Weasley finally broke free from Kingsley Shacklebolt's stronghold and rushed forward with a look of relief and even excitement.

"Weasler...hey!"

Rhine was about to say hello to him politely, but he almost lost his temper when the other party gave him a bear hug.

"You're back!" Mr. Weasley said happily, "I told you Professor Dumbledore wouldn't lie to us!"

In Hermione's eyes, Rhine, who always had a playful smile, suddenly had a trace of tenderness in his eyes that could not be eliminated.

"Arthur..."

He raised his arms and hugged Mr. Weasley, returning the other man's enthusiasm.

After his parents were killed, he spent several summer vacations at the Weasleys, arranged by Dumbledore.

Is there a hotel dedicated to the Order of the Phoenix?

But this couple, who were half a generation older than Potter and Snape, gave Rhine a warmth similar to that of his parents.

But later, out of revenge and not wanting to implicate anyone, he unilaterally severed contact with the other party.

Nowadays, times have changed, but the kindness of the Weasley family remains the same.

"How did the fight start?"

Rhine asked with a smile while cleaning Mr. Weasley's clothes with his wand.

Mr. Weasley suddenly started hesitating, as if he had something unspeakable that was inconvenient to tell Rhine.

"Isn't it because of you?" William Weasley came over and rolled his eyes.

Rhine looked at the grown-up William and said faintly: "Gouzi, you have changed. You are no longer the little Bill chasing after me for sweets."

William's full name is William Arthur Weasley, but everyone calls him Bill.

Old Bill blushed and struggled to look to the side, but he only saw the twins who were not bothered by the excitement and had already put on a mean smile on their faces.

"Can you give me some face?" He said to Rhine speechlessly.

Rhine nodded: "Then why did you fight because of me?"

Although these five years have been painful, everyone is so different from each other, so it happened to be the instigator of your fight today?

"The news of your return has become big news. When we passed by the Leaky Cauldron just now, Dad drank a little too much and started talking excitedly."

Bill explained in a low voice.

"But some people hold grudges against you and say a few unpleasant words, and dad will..."

Rhine was silent. It would be a lie to say he was not moved.

He looked at Mr. Weasley, who was a little embarrassed and even his ears turned red.

Rhine patted Bill on the shoulder and turned to face the chaotic crowd over there with a sneer.

"How dare you talk about someone behind their back, and how dare you stand up to their face?"

"I dare!" An ugly beep facing the evil bird of prey stood up bravely, "I, Parkinson, said, what else can you do... ow!"

"Boom-boom-!"

In full view of Diagon Alley, Rhine just raised his wand slightly.

The ugly beep who called himself Parkinson was hit a few meters away by a magic spell and hit a stall hard, making his whole body twitch.

My mouth is drooling...it really seems like I have Parkinson's disease!

"father!"

A little girl with black hair and a pothead rushed out, ran to Parkinson who was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up, shook him and shouted.

Hermione looked at the squealing little girl, and a little sympathy suddenly rose in her eyes.

Rhine didn't know that he had set up a different start for a certain pair of "lifelong enemies". Instead, he waved his wand and walked around the field, looking at those people with a smile.

"There are so many acquaintances!" he said, "What? The cemetery at home is too empty. Do you plan to bury a few more people there to keep company?"

Carlo, Nott, Goyle, Crabbe...

Many of the people who were avoiding Rhine's sight were once on his hunting list.

Even the atmosphere at the entrance to Diagon Alley became solemn.

These arrogant Death Eaters suddenly realized that even after staying in Azkaban for five full years, the young man in front of them still actually killed 27 Death Eaters!

How many students does the school have per year?

He directly wiped out half of the Slytherin generation!

"Gudu——!"

Hermione swallowed, feeling the unusual chill, and looked at Hannah, whose eyes were shining brightly next to her.

"Who is Rhine?"

Hannah tilted her head, glanced at Hermione strangely, took out a carefully folded newspaper from her arms, and stuffed it into Hermione's hand.

Hermione opened it curiously and saw the headline at a glance——

"Rhine: The Dark Wizard's Nightmare is back!" 》