curse the world at hogwarts

To be precise, it should be Tom Riddle.

Although the man in the photo had a nose, even if his brain was turned into mush, it was impossible for Rhine not to recognize Ralph Fiennes, the actor who played Voldemort.

"T·R"——Isn't it Tom Riddle?

"No... not right."

The person in the photo is wearing a classic gentleman's dress and has a sunny smile.

Just this kind of warm smile that comes from the heart, Voldemort would never be able to make it even if he slapped his old face into dough!

"Information!" Rhine stretched out his hand to Ma Qiang.

Ma Qiang had recovered the memory modified by Snape, and was not surprised by Rhine's appearance. He quickly took a dusty document from Galahad's hand.

Rhine took it in his hand and quickly read through it.

Because it was confidential, the document was processed, leaving only some vague and fragmentary records, but Rhine's eyes quickly settled on a paragraph of text.

"1913..."

He felt much more at ease. At that time, not to mention that Voldemort had not been born, his father, Tom Riddle, was probably still in school.

"...War...The King sends...Wizards...Mysteries...Sir Oxford...Thomas Reed...Thomas Riddle?!!!"

Rhine suddenly noticed the name and his eyes widened again.

If there are no accidents, Thomas Riddle should be the "T·R" in the photo.

He didn't believe that this last name and this appearance could be a coincidence.

Thomas...is Voldemort's grandfather?

Although Rhine couldn't remember clearly, he guessed that he couldn't escape.

In other words - Kingsman, which was founded during World War I, does have a great relationship with Thomas Riddle.

"Uh..." Lancelot suddenly raised his hand, "You may need to know, we don't know who Thomas Riddle is, but the person in the photo... is Lord Oxford - the origin of Kingsman."

Rhine was already bombarded with all kinds of messy information. He just nodded and handed the document back to Ma Qiang.

"What a bad fate!"

Ma Qiang didn't know why: "How to say?"

"Dr. Lecter should have told you information about the magical world and a certain Dark Lord, right?" Rhine asked.

The three knights nodded.

"The Dark Lord mentioned there...is the grandson of your knight." Rhine spread out his little hands and said.

Three Knights:…

Evil fate!

If it weren't for him, why would we have met you?

What a fate that has already been determined by fate!

Giving Ma Qiang the task of investigating more about Old Riddle, Rhine made some necessary reorganization of Ace Agent.

The first is institutional reshaping.

Kingsman, as an organization with minions all over the world, cannot be run by the five of them.

Especially since he, the number one figure, had to stay in school and continue to act like a good boy in front of Dumbledore.

Therefore, we couldn't replace them all, so we could only find excuses to rotate them to the headquarters one by one, and Hannibal would decide whether to stay or stay after taking the telepathic memory.

As a result, Ma Qiang was directly appointed as the new "Arthur".

Merlin?

Needless to say?

A certain shameless man surnamed Lai thought he was doing his part, at least more so than Ma Qiang, a bald man.

Hannibal also shamelessly took the title of "Gawain", believing that he was most suitable for the name of the most elegant Knight of the Round Table in the legend.

Lancelot and Galahad: The painting style is completely distorted!

Secondly, there is the change of functions.

Although it is impossible for them to continue to make illegal money as a mercenary organization, they cannot just sit back and rest.

Rhine reminded them of some of the developments in the Muggle world that he knew, intending to see if this group of elites could find some ways to do it.

An apple with two bites, an impending financial crisis, and other messy things.

All he said was that whether it was useful or not was a matter for his subordinates.

This is the joy of being the boss~

"I still have some friends in the magic world... special ones." Hannibal said, "How about recruiting some?"

Rhine nodded, but still cautiously explained: "It doesn't have to be clean at first, but it must be clean after entering."

If he didn't remind him of this, he wouldn't be able to prevent Hannibal from getting "Buffalo Bill" and "Red Dragon" into the organization.

That would be exciting - before Voldemort comes back, the wizarding world and the Muggle world will work together to deal with him first.

"Don't worry," Hannibal showed a perverted smile, "I will only put the toys outside and not bring them into the house."

Rhine rolled his eyes: "You are so old, you are not allowed to play with toys!"

Hannibal: ...Ruthless!

While sorting through the bits and pieces, Rhine felt for the first time the operational pressure of a huge organization.

By the time it was finally over, the sky outside had already lit up with a ray of sunshine.

"I can not make it……"

He stretched his waist severely as he looked at the big guys who were so energetic that they were still discussing or even quarreling.

"I'm going to bed."

He turned around and walked outside. Behind him came Hannibal's words of hatred for steel.

"How much labor does it take for you to be unable to sustain it?"

"Can you sleep at your age?"

Rhine ignored his worries: "My bones haven't closed yet! During the growth period, you need enough sleep, otherwise I will become like you..."

Hannibal was petrified on the spot.

puberty?

Do you, Rhine Lyle, have enough development period left for a hundred days?

The three Muggle knights burst out laughing, their eyes darting back and forth on Hannibal's anxious hairline and second-class crippled height.

Hannibal was completely speechless.

Forget about the comparison between Lancelot and Galahad...

Ma Qiang, how can you, a penniless guy, have the confidence to mock me? ? ?

……

The Muggle world is undergoing changes of some magnitude, but the wizarding world knows nothing about it.

Because he knew that Dumbledore was paying attention to him, Rhine did not choose to stay at the Secret Service Academy to rest. Instead, he apparated to the Leaky Cauldron and found a room with Tom.

What if the White Devil suddenly thought of him and sent a letter to greet him, but he was shocked to find that the owl and even the phoenix were blocked by a magical barrier that he didn't know about...

The road to the Rhine would end just as it began.

Facts have proved that this decision was extremely far-sighted, because just after falling asleep, he was awakened by an owl that did not know what to do.

When he sat up and took a look, he realized that today was already Christmas, and more than a dozen owls came to his window carrying gifts.

"So many?" Rhine was a little dumbfounded. He couldn't imagine where he got such good popularity.

After taking it apart, it was found that the Weasley family alone accounted for half of it. From Ginny's wood carvings to Mrs. Weasley's hand-knitted sweaters, everyone had a share.

Dumbledore is a set of wand maintenance products, Flitwick is a valuable elf cloak, Sprout is a bottle of home-brewed medicinal wine, and Snape is a weird one...

A bezoar?

Was this a warning to Rhine that he might be poisoned by Snape?

"I hope Professor McGonagall won't send any high-level transfiguration research papers..." Rhine made a wish to the sky.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and Mag didn't forget the crude transformation technique he performed in the bathroom.

"Ugh--!"

Rhine looked up at the collection of essays handwritten and bound by Mag and sighed. He calmed down for a long time before continuing to explore.

But just when he picked up the next gift and opened the simple wrapping paper, his whole body froze as if he had been struck by thunder.

There was only a card inside, with nice cursive writing on it in cheap ink.

"Merry Christmas!

——Remus Lupin"