The Dark Lord from Hogwarts

The top of Mount Greylock is surrounded by clouds and forests, surrounded by magic traps, and is surrounded by the largest magic academy in North America.

Dumbledore took a sip of black tea and glanced casually at the principal's office at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A thunderbird flew past the window, and the sound of thunder and lightning filled the air.

From Hogwarts in Scotland to distant North America, Dumbledore felt very relaxed and relaxed as he experienced the customs and customs of a foreign land.

This magical school was founded by Irish immigrants and along with the colonial wave centuries ago, it was transformed from the original stone house into the magnificent castle it is today.

However, from the perspective of wizards like Dumbledore, this powerful magic academy with a short history still lacks foundation.

That is brought about by long history and cannot be changed by power or economy.

"Mr. Dumbledore, does the black tea still taste good?"

Carlos, the current principal of Ilvermorny Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has the same name as his ancestor, Carlos Lopez, one of the original twelve Aurors of the Magical Society of America, so he is also called Little Carlos.

Little Carlos is very enthusiastic and entertains the most famous wizard in the magic world.

"It's very good. It must be tea from India!"

Little Carlos nodded.

"The far East has monopolized the trade of tea and porcelain for a long time. However, as the tide of the world rolls, India, the most shining pearl in the crown of women, has always exuded the most dazzling luster."

Dumbledore chuckled.He heard the slight ridicule in little Carlos's words, but his thoughts were not here.

The development of Ilvermorny Magic Academy is closely related to the rise of the United States.

With the end of World War I, the United States entered the core of the world and was no longer the "bloated jackass" that the established European countries could ignore.

Subsequently, Ilvermorny Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry has become one of the greatest educational institutions in the wizarding world.

For a long time in the past, the three colleges of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang could influence most affairs in the wizarding world.

Because students from these three colleges occupy most of the positions in important departments in the wizarding world.

But now it doesn't work.

Grindelwald's "great interests" attracted many young and outstanding wizards.

Abolish the Statute of Secrecy, free wizards from a stupid and ugly world, and lead Muggles toward peace.

This catchy slogan is very tempting.

When the war breaks out, the brutality of the war in the Muggle world will also make more wizards side with Grindelwald, thinking that he is right.

If Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are also affected, then Hogwarts alone will not be able to fight Grindelwald.

The collapse of the magical world is just around the corner, and the future will go to unpredictable extremes.

Therefore, at this time, Hogwarts urgently needs support from external forces.

Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Kodosdorez School of Witchcraft and Wizardry came into Dumbledore's sight.

However, compared to the slightly closer Kodostoriz Magic School in St. Petersburg, Ilvermorny Magic School on the other side of the ocean is more easily accepted.

The negotiation went smoothly.

"I heard that Professor Dumbledore recently adopted an Oriental as his adopted son, which is really unexpected behavior."

Little Carlos raised his glass.

Dumbledore's every move will be watched by the entire wizarding world, and adopting an Oriental is indeed an unprecedented thing.

"The far east has always been a place where magic has not entered, but after all, an attempt needs to be made."

"They are different from us after all. Professor Dumbledore, you should know."

Dumbledore smiled. At this moment, he was not worried about this matter.Because there were still many things to worry about in front of him, he just barely agreed with Carlos.

"Education is indeed a difficult thing."

……

"How many times have I told you, what I want is Tang Suan. Does Tang Suan know?"

Fire was shining in the dark forbidden forest. Li You was sitting on the stone pier, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, looking very dissatisfied at old Franky.

In front of the stone pier, there are copper hot pots and more than thirty plates of various sizes on the stone table stacked with magic.

The charcoal is emitting hot flames, heating the soup in the hot pot.

Old Franky was holding a glass bottle with pickled garlic in his hand. He stood in front of Li You and wanted to strangle him to death.

"What's the difference?"

"You can't tell the difference between sugared garlic and pickled garlic. How can you still be a Potions professor?"

Old Franky came to Hogwarts for an important purpose, but he still cherished the position of Potions Professor and regarded it as an honor.

"Don't go too far!"

Old Franky thought that the Easterner who caught him would extort many precious things from him.

Rare potions, powerful spells, strange magical creatures...

At the worst, this guy should extort a lot of gold galleons from him.

But when he saw the list of items this kid gave him not long ago, Old Frankie was desperate.

Beancurd sticks, frozen tofu, mutton rolls, sesame sauce, shredded kelp, coriander... these are things that Old Frankie has never heard of.

"Do you know that in order to collect these things, I used a secret route. The cargo warehouse and flight time of this route are priced in gold."

Old Frankie was very angry.

But this was the Forbidden Forest, and he had to suppress his voice, otherwise it would attract nearby centaurs.

"I just want to have a hot pot meal in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. It's such a small request. What's wrong?"

Li You was stirring the sesame paste while perfunctoryly talking to Old Franky.

"This mutton roll is not authentic, is it cut so thick?"

"..."

Old Franky felt that all his anger was filling the air at this moment, and he felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

At this time, the hot pot is on and it's time to put in the meat.

"You should leave quickly. If the centaurs see me with a dark wizard like you, it will have a bad influence. You are shameless, and I want it again!"

Li You waved his hand.

Old Franky felt that his blood pressure was approaching the critical point.

He just came back from London for this jar of pickled garlic, and he hasn't eaten yet!

He wanted to pull out the wand from his waist over and over again, wanting to kill this kid, but he nipped the idea in the bud again and again.

Because he has more important tasks at Hogwarts and cannot ignore them.

But now, Old Franky felt that he could no longer control himself.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

A voice of disgust rang in his ears, and Old Franky's countless thoughts were finally annihilated.

He took a step forward and felt a little like crying.

Merlin, just accept this kid!