Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

After Amon finished speaking, Old Nott was silent for a long time before he sighed:

"Amon, you have really grown up."

There was a hint of pride in his words.

"This is a natural thing." Amon pushed up his monocle and replied with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

Then, without waiting for Old Nott to say anything else, he asked with great interest:

"So, how did you deal with Avery?"

"Due to time constraints, I didn't think so deeply before." Old Knott picked up the black tea, took a sip, and then put it down. "At first, I was thinking about how to win over Avery, until he mentioned that the library was stolen. .”

"I could feel your shadow in this matter, so I temporarily changed my strategy."

"Avery and I analyzed the situation and rejected him based on this compelling reason."

"Of course, my real purpose in doing this is not only to reject him, but also to encourage his inner dissatisfaction."

"Because I can guess that he has just come out of the Ministry of Magic and will be closely monitored by the Ministry of Magic."

"I know what the Ministry wants, so I don't mind adding fuel to the fire."

"Exchanging a discarded ally for the favor of the Ministry of Magic is not a bad deal," Old Nott concluded.

"But." The next second, he changed the topic again, "After the analysis just now, I'm not sure what Avery will do next."

"Hmm." Amon pressed the second knuckle of his right index finger against the lower edge of the monocle, "Do you think it's possible for Avery to come up with such a trick on his own?"

"Do you suspect that there is someone else behind this incident, and that Avery is just a pawn that was pushed to the forefront by that person?"

Old Nott heard the meaning of Amon's words and hesitated for a moment, seeming to recall Avery's behavior style in his memory.

Two seconds later, he said in a positive tone:

"If this matter is really as we analyzed it, then there is a high probability that it was not Avery's handiwork."

At this moment, as if a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, Old Nott suddenly realized something and muttered to himself:

"If there is a black hand behind Avery, then the most likely black hand is-'Mysterious Man'!"

Once this speculation emerged, it was difficult to contain it. Like the ebb and flow of the tide, it knocked on his defenses again and again, making his whole body tense up subconsciously.

Panic was like a tight net, gradually shrinking leaving him with no way to escape.

Every nerve in him was trembling, and every pore in his body was moaning uncontrollably.

Old Nott originally thought that he could face that man calmly, and even wanted to use the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's knife to get rid of him and reap the benefits for himself.

But now he discovered that the shadow left by that person had already formed a conditioned reflex in him.

Just exposing the tip of the iceberg made me feel suffocated.

Old Nott could not imagine whether he would still have the courage to hold the wand tightly when that person actually stood in front of him, even if he was two camps apart.

'So what does he want to do? '

'Set a trap to catch the Ministry of Magic? '

'He asked Avery to come to me to bring me back into his employ? '

'Will I invite revenge from Avery if I reject him? '

'Should I use this news to seek asylum at the Ministry of Magic? '

As his thoughts swirled, Old Nott seemed to hear countless murmurs in his ears, making him uncontrollably think about the worst-case scenario.

At this time, Amon was keenly aware of the strangeness of Old Nott. He turned his head and thought for two seconds, and then said:

"That black hand cannot be Voldemort."

After all, the real Voldemort is still trapped in the seal.

Gu Fu</span>And he, the "current" Voldemort, does not have the time or interest to wipe out the Ministry of Magic.

For Amon, the most important thing is always sequence promotion.

Anything else he would only pay attention to if it interested him.

As a result, he rarely does anything purely for the purpose of destruction because he doesn't find it very interesting.

As for telling Old Nott about this, it was also to prevent him from overreacting.

Amon wanted to fish in troubled waters, but he didn't want the fish pond to explode for no reason.

"What?" After hearing Amon's words, Old Nott looked up in shock.

"why?"

"Why did you say that?" He asked vaguely surprised and eagerly.

In response, Amon scratched his chin, smiled inexplicably, and said:

"Because I'm busy."

Hearing this, Old Nott's expression suddenly became a little surprised.

What does your business have to do with whether the 'mysterious man' is a gangster?He thought without knowing why.

The next second, another flash of lightning flashed through his mind. Old Nott stared at Amon, who was smiling across from him with wide eyes, as if he was electrocuted, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Amon raised his hand to straighten his monocle, outlined the corners of his mouth, looked at him with interest, paused, and said:

"It's incredible, isn't it?"

"But reality is often more magical than legend."

"No, that sounds so crazy, I don't know what to say," Old Nott said incoherently.

"You must know that he is the 'Mysterious Man'. That terrifying guy has almost conquered the entire magical world with his power!" He waved his hands, appearing extremely unstable. "Aren't you worried about his return and revenge?"

"Power is only a part of magic, not even the main part." Amon said with a slight "ha", "When Voldemort is obsessed with the convenience brought by power, it means that he is getting further and further away from the essence of magic."

"If that's the case, why would I worry about him?"

"Besides, I won't give him a chance to come back."

Old Nott was stunned:

"What do you mean 'I won't give him a chance to come back'?"

Amon replied casually:

"Mean surface."

"If you're worried about Voldemort coming back, don't be."

"..." Old Nott's Adam's apple moved slightly and his lips trembled slightly, as if he didn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, Amon thought for a moment, chuckled and reminded:

"Except Voldemort, a person who has always been very high-profile and active, seems to have lost his voice recently."

"I think you know who he is, don't you?"

But at this moment, Old Nott obviously couldn't listen to his words, so Amon stood up and said without waiting for Old Nott to respond:

"It seems like you need a long time to digest this news, so I'm leaving first."

As he spoke, he adjusted the soft pointed hat on his head, then smiled, bowed slightly, saluted Old Nott, and then turned and left.

Behind him, Old Nott looked at his back with a pale face, and opened his mouth, but did not make any sound.

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