curse the world at hogwarts

The county magistrate's surname is Fu.

Neither Zhang nor Ma belongs to the category of bastard, beast, vampire, or parasite.

He doesn't have any psychological pressure in the Rhine Pit, and he won't take your Wanmin Umbrella, right?

At Hannibal's request, Fudge followed the instructions in his letter and placed the reply in a postbox in London.

Uncle Vernon liked the fact that there was no postman on Sundays, and Rhine also liked it, because the house elf could find time to sneak into the mailbox and take the reply away, leaving the Aurors watching around.

By the time the agreed day came, the Christmas holiday had passed, and the two parties arrived in the countryside of Norfolk County.

This is a non-urban county, with endless surroundings. It is completely impossible for the Ministry of Magic's personnel advantage to be deployed here, and it should be considered foolproof.

In the afternoon, with a few "chi chi chi" sounds, the figures of both parties appeared in the wilderness.

As for the Ministry of Magic, Fudge didn't have the guts to attend such a scene in person. He sent a pink toad as a representative, and now it was so loud that Rhine wanted to send her an Avatar to send her away.

Rhine is really puzzled about the relationship between Dolores Umbridge and Fudge.

He could understand that a narcissistic Minister of Magic really needed a knowledgeable confidant to fill the emptiness in his heart all the time.

But if there is no other reason, just because of this, it gives the other party huge power. Fudge's level really drags down Dumbledore's vision.

Why are you so obsessed with such a candidate for Minister of Magic?

"Mr. Lyell!" Umbridge said in a shrill, nonchalant voice, "The minister's commission is very serious. We must capture Hannibal on the spot!"

Not to mention, this guy might have another purpose for Fudge, which is to keep talking about what he can't say shamelessly, so that the target has to accept his ideas?

Who is Rhine?

He was a man who was even more shameless than Fudge. He just smiled and didn't pick up on Umbridge's problems at all.

If you have the ability, catch it yourself.

Umbridge was beeping for a long time, but Rhine refused to answer and turned to look at the person on the other side unwillingly.

As a result, Severus Snape was condescending, glared at her with a Harry Potter-only look, and then retorted with all her excuses.

This one was even more disobedient. Umbridge instantly felt that her head, which was originally five heads and body, was almost three heads in size.

"Okay... don't move." Rhine suddenly reminded, taking out the wand from his arms.

The cold winter wind blew through the withered tall grass, and the shadows of the figures approaching from the opposite side were revealed. Three people, one large and one small, fell into the eyes of the three of them.

Hannibal was carrying little Harry, followed by two young men with good looks but extremely piercing eyes, walking towards them.

Umbridge shivered and instinctively wanted to raise her hand to press the brooch on her chest.

It was a simple communication device between the minister and her. As long as there was a situation on her side, the minister's side would immediately have the Aurors patrolling around the perimeter to surround her.

Snape, who had quick eyes and quick hands, swiped his wand casually, as if he was making a very pretentious pose, but an invisible magic force flicked Umbridge's hand away from her chest.

"You have to take full responsibility for ruining the plan."

Despite Snape's usually arrogant attitude, his understanding of people's hearts was not that profound, he was just too lazy to use it.

He is the well-deserved number one undercover agent in the magic world. Lupine, who plays Werewolf, and Hannibal, a newcomer in the industry, are like little brothers to him.

As the two sides got closer, each other gradually saw each other's appearance clearly.

But after just one meeting, Lain's heart suddenly sank.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky above his head. He always felt that there was some hidden force that was repelling him, an outsider?

Why did he act like he was sorry to the audience when he didn't have any surprises?

It can be seen from Hannibal's slightly darkened face that something is wrong.

Hannibal is still the same Hannibal, but he is expressing to Rhine a situation that he cannot control, and his expression is the message.

Especially when he bent down while placing Harry on the ground, the cloak on his body unintentionally opened, revealing a bottle on his waist, Rhine suddenly realized.

This bottle may look unremarkable on the outside, but inside the Third Front it is something special.

As the Potion Master of the Front, Mrs. Morticia Gomes uses different types of bottles to hold different potions every day. This is the personal habit of each Potion Master.

In order to prevent others from taking it by mistake, she specifically explained the model differences and the internal potions...

This bottle is used by Morticia to hold Polyjuice Potion.

In other words, among the three big and small people in front of me, one person is pretending.

First of all, exclude Hannibal. He will take the initiative to release information to Rhine, which proves that there is nothing wrong with him.

The two thick-haired werewolves had obvious characteristics, so naturally it couldn't be the effect of Polyjuice Potion.

Rhine's eyes swept over Harry lying on the ground without any trace, and his mind was as clear as a mirror.

There is no doubt that this "Harry" is fake.

He didn't say anything, he just smiled and looked harmless.

But Snape, who was beside him, noticed that Rhine's hand holding the wand had been moved behind his back, and he was trembling slightly.

He was writing, leaving an invisible letter in the air——

"B".

Snape couldn't see the small words from his angle, but Rhine could feel a soft little paw touching his palm.

It was a house elf that Rhine used to prepare for emergencies.

Even though he couldn't see clearly, Snape knew that the situation had changed, so his originally cold and frosty state was now infinitely closer to the iceberg.

Yes.

He doesn't like Harry Potter.

He hated the other party's messy hairstyle, his hateful face, and his "lawless" character like his father...

But this annoying little thing is Lily's only child!

Even if he could continue to enjoy the pain of being hit on his face that he inherited from James, and at the same time occasionally immerse himself in the green eyes that he inherited from Lily, Snape had enough reasons to be furious.

Scumbags!

Was he also someone you played with?

No one is qualified to play with Harry Potter except me, Snape!

Well... maybe Rhine Lyle.

There are seven people present, three of them are considered powerful masters of magic, but the three of them are currently unbalanced.

The atmosphere in the wilderness, which had been frozen by the cold winter, became even more solemn.

"I didn't expect that~"

Hannibal started performing according to the second script with a smile on his face.

"I'm just a wandering criminal, but I actually attracted someone like the Dead Hunter?"

Lain snorted coldly and started acting like crazy: "We can never take it lightly when dealing with people like you."

Hannibal smiled grimly and nodded: "It's very true, but wouldn't it be uncomfortable for a generation of heroes to come to such a humiliating peace negotiation?"

"make peace?"

A sneer also appeared on Rhine's face.

"Who told you...I'm here to make peace?"

It was too late, but not too late. Before Rhine could finish his words, Snape beside him suddenly hit the wand with a wave of his hand!

A magic spell shot out instantly and hit Hannibal's face fiercely!

Hannibal isn't just for a living, not to mention that he can get beaten even if he has a script?

With a flick of the wand in his hand, Snape's curse was instantly changed in direction, turning into two and flying toward him!

"Ow—!"

As soon as the two werewolves had time to bar their teeth, the curse was smeared on their faces, and they flew far away before falling to the ground, completely losing their voice.

Hannibal couldn't help but be speechless and looked at Snape a little speechlessly.

As for it?

Those who didn’t know thought you were really murderous!

"Professor Snape?!!!"

Umbridge screamed.