The Fake Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

Al sat on Dumbledore's desk with his hands on his hips and said, "You just left me in Albania? Are you still a human being?"

Ole rubbed the back of his head and said guiltily: "Can you blame me? It's just an accident. Who made you have no sense of existence."

Then Ole picked him up and put him on his shoulders, and said to Dumbledore: "Professor, Rhea is the Obscurus."

When Dumbledore heard Ole's words, he choked on the hot cocoa in his mouth and said, "The Obscurus? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Professor, I suspect Rhea is the Controlled Obscurus."

Step by step, Ole tested Dumbledore's opinion of Rhea, or in other words, his opinion of the Obscurus.

"Mr. Carlson, you are really causing me a lot of trouble!"

Ole raised his eyes and glanced at Dumbledore. Seeing that there was nothing strange on his face, he continued: "Professor, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Mr. Carlson, I think you haven't explained to me why you appeared in Albania."

Since Dumbledore said this, Ole could only use the prepared excuses to excuse him.

"Professor, you should be able to guess, right? That crown and necklace are the purpose of my trip to Albania."

Dumbledore crossed his arms, looked at Ole and said, "How did you know the diadem was there? And the Ravenclaw lady, also the power of the diadem?"

"It was Ms. Gray who told me the secret of the crown. You should know her identity."

At this point, Dumbledore actually believed most of it, because in his heart, no one except a few people knew the identity of Ms. Grey.

"Since you found the crown, it naturally belongs to you, but I hope you don't abuse its power."

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In the auditorium, the new freshmen also arrived at Hogwarts, and Ole sat in the corner of the long Slytherin table as always, eating the sweet dishes prepared by Dumbledore this year.

"The old bee eats this kind of food every day and doesn't worry about getting sick! It's really crazy."

The sweet taste filled Olai's mouth, so after a few simple mouthfuls, Olai began to look around at the three Harrys.

Seeing that neither he nor Ron came, Ole put down the knife and fork in his hand and waited for the sorting.

At the same time, Snape in the stands twisted his old face and walked out of the door, probably to intercept Harry. Ole expressed his sympathy for this.

And the man in the aqua robe in the stands seemed to be that idiot Lockhart.

He seemed to feel Olai's gaze, and showed a signature smile in Olai's direction, which made Olai shudder.

When Rhea went up to be sorted, she was sorted into Slytherin as a matter of course. After all, there was no other house suitable for her except Slytherin.

Suddenly, the sound behind him attracted Ole. He turned around and saw that it was Harry and Ron who were being taken to the underground classroom by Snape to be tortured.

"Hope you're okay."

Ole prayed in his heart for three seconds, then turned around and continued eating. Harry couldn't be expelled anyway.

After finishing the sorting, Rhea looked around, found Ole's location, and then walked over.

"Mr. Carlson, can I sit here?"

Rhea was wary of Ole, which made him feel weird.

"Rhea, you don't have to be so polite, please sit down."

Rhea nodded and sat on the stool, but the wand captured in Albania was still in her hand.

"Rhea, didn't you buy a wand? Dumbledore should have given you the money? Why are you still holding this unlucky thing?"

Rhea's hand seemed to be holding the wand extremely hard, and she said, "I feel that it is suitable for use, and I don't plan to change it, Mr. Carlson."

Ole looked at her eyes and he probably knew what she was thinking. This was not a magic wand. It was obvious that she was still trapped in the shadow of her mother.

"Rhea, if that's the case, then you can use it."

He wanted to express some words of comfort, but no matter how he worded them, they all seemed weak.

"What? The Mudblood can't even afford a wand?"

Ole, who heard the voice, turned around and saw that it was indeed Malfoy, who really deserved a beating.

"Malfoy? Can you shut up your bitch?"

There was no expression on Rhea's face, and Malfoy was about to continue taunting, but then she punched Malfoy in the stomach. Looking at Malfoy's wrinkled facial features, you knew that the blow was not light.

Ole thought to himself: "I didn't expect that Rhea, who is so humble, would be so dark."

After the dinner, Ole returned to the dormitory, and at the same time, his wonderful single dormitory life came to an end.

He has two first-year roommates, which is a bit difficult to deal with. It seems that Ole can only go to the Room of Requirement to practice magic at night.

"Hello, I'm Ole Carlson, a second-year wizard."

The little wizard who was on the bed next to Ole came over first and said, "Hello, my name is Wayne Orris. I am the new one who moved here today. Please give me your advice."

Wayne is a short, slightly chubby little wizard who looks very blessed and polite, which makes Ole have a good impression of him.

"Hello, what are you doing?"

The little wizard seemed to be rummaging through something in the cabinet in the dormitory. Ole suddenly remembered that the crown and necklace were hidden inside, and quickly stopped him:

"Wait a moment. There are my personal belongings inside. If you want to put something away, I can clean it up first. Please don't take my personal belongings without permission."

Before Ole could walk over, the man had already thrown out the box containing Ole's crown and necklace, and stuffed his own things in it.

"Click!" The box fell to the ground and the contents fell out. When Wayne saw the two pieces of jewelry, his eyes became wider than his mouth.

"This...how expensive is this?"

Ole waved his wand and used the flying spell to grab the cabinet, dumped all the contents on the ground, and said:

"I think you should pick things up, what do you think?"

"Who do you think you are? I am the heir to the Foley family, and you are just a mudblood. How dare you do this to me?"

Ole shrugged nonchalantly, pointed his wand at him and said, "You'd better calm down. Pick up the things for me now!"

Originally, Ole wanted to be kinder. After all, multiple friends are better than multiple enemies, but Ole really couldn't stand his damn attitude.

"You Mudblood! Don't think that you can become more arrogant by learning spells for one more year than me. When I was learning the family spells at home, you hadn't touched a wand yet!"

"In this case, let me learn about your family curse. I am also curious about what curse can make people so uncultured."