Hogwarts School of the Dark Arts

mischief?

Illusion?

Xavier blinked and took a sip from the goblet.

This bottle of wine... doesn't taste anything special.

"It can indeed be used as a prank magic...if it is interrupted midway like I did last time. If it is not interrupted, it is not a prank, but...a tragedy!"

"I can also generously tell you that it is the counter-curse of the Patron Saint Curse. To be precise, it is the product of the reversal of the Patron Saint Curse."

Putting down the wine glass gently, Xavier stood up.

"I have something else to do, so I won't chat with you. Do you have anything else to do? Just tell me. If not, I'm going back to Hogwarts."

The counter-curse of the Patronus Curse?

Malfoy frowned, feeling that something was beyond his expectation.

Xavier's attitude was even more unexpected than he expected, leaving Malfoy with no extra time to think about what would happen after the Patronus Curse was reversed. He could only tell his story as planned.

"The Malfoy family is one of the oldest pure-blood families and the richest wizarding family... none of them."

"You are very good. After you graduate, you can work in the Malfoy family's industry. I can give you a salary that will definitely make you excited!"

Xavier stared at Malfoy for three seconds to make sure he really had nothing to say.

"I thought you invited me here to do something."

Xavier shook his head, feeling doubly disappointed.

At first, Xavier thought that Malfoy was impressed by him and would bow down to him if he wanted to.

After working for a long time, he actually wanted to win over... No, it wasn't even a win-over, he actually wanted Xavier to work as a wage earner for him!

It cannot be said to have nothing to do with what Xavier expected, it can only be said to be completely reversed.

"You may not have any idea about money now, but I believe that when you become more mature..."

"One hundred thousand Galleons, can you get it? In cash."

Malfoy looked at Xavier speechlessly, with an expression that seemed to say: Look, I just said you have no idea about money.

"It seems you can't come up with it...if you are poor, don't imitate others in recruiting troops."

Poorer than? !

Malfoy's mouth twitched.

In the entire magical world, who dares to say that Malfoy is poor?

"Poor people cannot own such a castle. This castle not only represents wealth, but also..."

"Is it okay for a poor person with a big house?"

Xavier waved his hand to interrupt Malfoy.

"If you are really that capable, why not do me a small favor...a small favor that won't do you any harm."

Malfoy, who was about to get angry, forced a smile when he heard this: "Mr. Owen, what can I do to help you?"

"Help me remove the Minister of Magic. I don't like this minister." Xavier said.

The corner of Malfoy's mouth suddenly twitched: "You really like to joke, the Minister of Magic is..."

"Voldemort will be resurrected, and it won't be long."

Click!

Malfoy lost his grip on the goblet and fell to the ground, and he even took a half-step back.

"The Ministry of Magic will definitely be in chaos for a while after the minister is replaced. You can use this excuse to find your old colleagues to attack the current minister. I believe that with the strength of pure-blood families like you, you can remove a man who will act recklessly and lead chaos to Hogwart." It is not difficult for the minister to send dementors to the magic school and threaten the lives of students."

"Who are you?!" Malfoy looked at Xavier in horror.

"What? Don't you pretend not to understand this time?"

Malfoy's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Impossible! Aren't you imprisoned in Nurmengard? How could you escape?!" Malfoy shouted loudly, but there was a slight tremor in his voice that could not be concealed.

Nurmengard?Where is that?

Wait, isn't that where Dumbledore's old flame was imprisoned?

Thinking of this, Xavier was momentarily speechless, speechless at Malfoy's imagination.

I obviously want to imply that I am also powerful and have the strength of the Dark Lord. Why do you think of the imprisoned and outdated Dark Lord?

Are you looking down on me? !

Or do you look down on me?

"You have a rich imagination, but I'm not him, I..."

"What is your relationship with that man? Are you a member of the Grindelwald family? Or are you his follower?!"

What are you!

Wait, it seems...

"It's not convenient to reveal my relationship with him, but there will be two Dark Lords who will be reborn, I guarantee it!"

"As the patriarch of the most influential pure-blood family in the magic world of the Kingdom of China, you still have a certain weight. In the future...choose carefully...hehehehehe..."

Xavier let out a sinister laugh, picked up the owl cage and instantly apparated away under Malfoy's shocked gaze.

Seeing Xavier leave, the house elf who had been serving the wine was about to clean up the broken pieces of the wine glass on the ground, when suddenly, it was kicked out by Malfoy.

"Get out! Get out! No one is allowed in!"

Malfoy yelled.

The elf fled in horror.

Malfoy's face turned pale, and he staggered onto the sofa. He didn't look like an aristocrat at all.

He picked up the wine bottles on the table and took three large sips.

"Reversing the Patronus Curse...yes, this must be Grindelwald's work! This is what he is good at!"

Malfoy murmured to himself, reaching out and tugging at the button on the collar to unbutton the collar.

"What happened to make you so angry? Lucius." A woman asked after opening the door and coming in.

She is the wife of Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy.

"Grindelwald's envoy came to see me just now." Lucius said in a deep voice.

"Grindelwald? Which Grimm..." Narcissa suddenly paused in a disinterested voice: "The one from Nurmengard?"

"Ah."

"Merlin's beard! How could he...he...what did his messenger want you to do? What did he want you to do?" Narcissa hurriedly walked to Lucius and held Lucius's hand.

"He..." Lucius was suddenly stunned and frowned.

"talk!"

"He asked me to use the reason of welcoming the resurrection of the Dark Lord to unite with other hidden Death Eaters and remove the current Minister of Magic to create chaos in the Ministry of Magic. And..." Lucius smiled bitterly: "He even gave me a reason for the removal. OK: The current Minister of Magic ordered Dementors to enter Hogwarts to endanger the safety of students, and is therefore unfit to continue to serve as Minister of Magic."

"Is that so..."

Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up from squatting on the ground and sat next to Lucius.

"Both of these reasons are perfect, and didn't you say before that Dumbledore was opposed to letting dementors settle in Hogwarts?" Narcissa patted Lucius's hand lightly: "If you take the lead and Isn't it a good sign to Dumbledore to dismiss the Minister of Magic for this apparent reason? In this way, not only will we not offend Dumbledore, the Dark Lord, and Nurmengarde, but... They’re all showing their good will!”

Lucius's eyes lit up and he stood up immediately.