Pure Blood Glory at Hogwarts

Dumbledore was curious about this sudden appearance. But this person seemed to have no intention of saying anything more to him.

Although Dumbledore was reserved at this age, he was high-spirited. He was a genius to begin with. Although he experienced many unsatisfactory things, his talent destined him to be different from many others. Others may think that this wizard who is dressed too old-fashioned is still ordinary even though he is wearing strange clothes.

For wizards, there is no such thing as fancy clothes. Everyone just wears what they like. Unless it is a formal occasion, wizards dress more casually.

But Dumbledore could feel that this strange guy who brought him wine and candy for no apparent reason had a strange feeling on his body. This feeling does not come from his dress or behavior. It was the incongruity between his performance and Dumbledore's intuition.

Dumbledore's intuition told him that he should pay attention to this person, and even should be careful, vigilant, and stay away from this person. Although he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards himself. But his very existence was a huge threat to Dumbledore.

But after careful observation, this person couldn't feel anything wrong. He really looked like an ordinary wizard.

Dumbledore watched the man leave the Three Broomsticks, saying nothing or asking anything.

A strange person, but it shouldn't have much to do with him, right?

With this thought in mind, Dumbledore took a sip of wine and put this man's matter behind him.

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At this moment, I seem to have found my roots.

Bell smiled and said: "Wizards are also human beings. There is no fundamental difference between wizards and Muggles. Maybe one day, Muggles will not be able to use magic and become wizards."

"Dumbley, he needs to be careful. Isa McGonagall will still get out of the delivery room safely."

"Just call Minerva evil. Minerva Yinlian."

My words did not give Yinlianya Luke any thoughts. I just said helplessly: "That's what you care about now, Yin Lian. You just want Isa Mag to come out safely."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

"Name that child, Bell. You also want him to be your godfather."

On September 1979, 9, Bell attended the party I held at Dr. Granger's house to celebrate the birth of my son. Yesterday I lost a treasure that I needed to protect for the rest of my life. And at that time, I had not yet turned to the old hunters who carried shotguns and patrolled outside the cabbage fields to prevent wild boar invasion.

Blood rained down on the broomsticks we prepared to ride on. There was almost no sound.

Bell burst out laughing when he heard this: "The godfather is exempted. If it's a name, you hope to be able to name him for reference."

Bell didn't say anything less. He just glanced at his pocket watch and then said: "The time difference is short. Logically speaking, it should start."

On December 1979, 12, Bell looked at this big house from a distance. Feeling the new vitality emerging in this big house, a cool smile appeared on his face.

As soon as I finished speaking, a baby's cry came from the delivery room. And wait for Bell to react. Dumbley Luke grabbed my shoulders and shook me desperately.

On April 1985, 4, Bell appeared in the woods again. The eldest girl, who had not said goodbye to her parents but had been eating and drinking for several days, finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to go to the town to order some food when she came back. Suddenly he covered his chest, and then fell to the ground with a look of joy.

In 1927, Bell watched Grindelwald being defeated by Newt Scamander. His expression was intense, but too intense. In the end, I walked in front of everyone and quietly left the place that was about to become the focus of the world.

"He said."

On October 1981, 10, one-year-old Harry Potter paid the price of seeing his parents for the last time in his lifetime in exchange for the title of Savior and a lightning scar. Bell stood in the window, looking at everything behind him, and finally sighed heavily. Before anyone came over, he took a piece of Harry Potter's lanugo and also took a piece of Lily Potter's lanugo. s hair.

On December 1979, 12, Bell hid in the dark, watching a big girl being held in her mother's arms and crying loudly. With a smile on her face, Yin Lian waved her wand. Not far away, two white wizards who received the news and were about to set off to find the hidden Barbara family members suddenly burst out.

Bell looked at the wrinkled boy behind him, and he could not help but reveal an almost sinister smile.

In 1969, Bell sat in the corner of the Hogwarts auditorium, watching Young Robert officially assume the position of principal of Hogwarts, and couldn't help but let out a sigh. The Death Eaters are rising. Although I have done something together, it is too laborious. I need to be careful and vague in every paragraph to ensure that the details can be corrected before I was a teenager, so that my changes can become what is hidden on the surface in the original time. Facts do.

I slapped Yinlianya Luke hard on the shoulder and said comforting words. As a special priest, Dumbledore Luke's face was full of relief: "Bell, when wizards give birth to children, will they be the same as you Muggles? Is it really not possible to come to a hospital outside?" Do you remember that wizards don’t have hospitals?”

Bell covered his chest. After watching for an hour, the older girl stood up with a blank look on her face. The emotions of shock, fear, doubt, and acceptance were constantly flickering in my emotional dust. Like a gorgeous and colorful firework.

Bell looked at the big baby teeth exposed when the big girl in his arms yawned, and showed a proud smile.

This is me, that is me. Yes, maybe that's me too. I have been with me.

On October 1935, 10, Bell appeared in a hospital somewhere in the Scottish Lowlands. I was sitting in the delivery room, comforting this woman who was extremely relaxed.

Yin Lianya Luke seemed to have expected Bell's statement. Although she was helpless, she accepted it.

I glanced at James Potter and shook my head regretfully. I can do very few things now, but I am still an omniscient and omnipotent god.

Finally, on September 1991, 9, the story ended.

Unfortunately, the overly excited Dumbledore Luke spoke up. I can only express my emotions in a way.

Bell's expression was simple.

After the nurse took the child out and finished communicating with Isamag Luke, I held the child in my arms behind Bell.