Hogwarts in the shadows

Old Foley led Hephis into the study, which was filled with all kinds of books.

Hephis took a glance and his pupils shrank.

Just by looking at the titles, you can guess that those books are from the Muggle world.

"Mr. Dam, please allow me to introduce myself to you again." Old Welfare interrupted Hefeth's meditation.

"My name is Prince Foley. I have been the president of the Pure-Blood Wizarding Association since returning to England in 1945. I have held this position for forty-seven years."

"1945?" Hephis raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that you also know that period of history," Old Welsh sighed, "Yes, during that period, I was always following Gellert Grindelwald."

Hephis looked into Old Foley's eyes and asked, "Are you a member of the Witch Party?"

Old Foley shook his head. "I am not an official member of the Witch Party, but I do agree with Gellert Grindelwald's ideas. The speed of Muggle technology advancement is really too fast, especially the development in the past fifty years, which has indeed verified many of Grindelwald's predictions."

Hephis nodded, "Indeed, few wizards nowadays can recognize the strength of Muggles. You are very good."

Old Fuli smiled slightly, "Haha, thank you for the compliment."

"So what are you going to do about the current situation?" Hephis was very curious.

"We have tried some methods. Some people believe that eliminating non-pure-blood wizards may allow the wizarding world to continue to hide. This is also the reason why Voldemort appeared more than ten years ago. In fact, it was those people who tried it."

Old Foley sighed, "It's a pity that it failed, and I don't think that attempt can succeed."

Hephis frowned, "Is Voldemort your puppet?"

Old Foley shook his head. “He’s not a puppet. There are many people who truly agree with his ideas.”

"Why would anyone have such an idea? Even if Voldemort succeeds, it will only be a slow death for wizards." Hephis was puzzled.

"We certainly understand that," sighed Old Foley.

"But we had no choice at the time. Until you showed up, we saw hope."

Hephis said nothing, but just stared at old Foley quietly.

Old Foley said, "So we really want to know what you think about this matter, or what solutions do you have?"

"Do you really believe the thoughts of a twelve-year-old boy?" Hephis asked back.

Old Foley smiled and said, "Of course we will make our own judgment."

Hephis frowned, "Then why are you looking for me? Or, why me?"

Old Foley took a deep breath and said, "You should know about divination! You are the one we learned through divination who can change the fate of the wizarding world."

Hephaestus was a little surprised when he heard this. Is divination so magical?

Old Foley continued, "And we have used truth serum on Draco before. From him, we learned a lot about your views and opinions on the Muggle world."

"It seems like you are well prepared!"

Although Hephis was a little unhappy, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what Old Foley did.

After all, if Lucius hadn't been unwilling to reveal it, he would have wanted to investigate the Pure-Blood Society thoroughly.

"I do have some ideas about this matter." Hephis said slowly.

Old Welfare leaned forward.

"But! I'm not going to tell you." Hephis spread his hands.

Old Foley showed a trace of disappointment on his face, and continued: "This...if you can convince us, we will do our best to assist you."

Hephis smiled faintly, "Come on, don't do these empty things. I don't believe that you will do nothing else except to push Voldemort out."

"We have actually made quite a few attempts, but they all failed." Old Fuli was also helpless.

"I see you have quite a few books written by Muggles here! How's your research going?" Hephis changed the subject.

"I've been reading these books for decades. They're scary, or rather, their ideas are scary." Old Foley looked at the books on the bookshelf.

"Thoughts?" Hephes was a little confused.

"Yes, the worldview of most wizards is still limited to the village, but the worldview of Muggles has entered the universe. The gap is really too big." Old Foley sighed.

"Uh..." Hephis didn't expect that this would be related to the world view.

Old Foley wanted to say something, but Hefeth raised his hand to stop him.

"Mr. Foley, I know very little about you or the Pure-Blood Society. There are so many things to do! It's better not to rush." ​​Hephis shrugged.

In the end, of course, Heffies did not have dinner at old Foley's house, but went straight back to the Blaine old house.

This meeting with old Welfare made Hephis aware of the attitudes of some people in the pure-blood family.

There are still some people who understand things!

But he didn't say a word about the plan.

Hephis is not that stupid. No matter whether what Old Welfare said is true or false, strength is the basis of everything.

Even if Voldemort was elected by them, who would listen to him if he didn't have the ability?

And even if Hephis wanted to try out the plan, he would have to wait until he could defeat Dumbledore.

After all, the White Devil isn’t called that for nothing.

Dumbledore could be so cold-hearted even to Grindelwald.

If he knew Hephes's plan, he would have killed him immediately.

As soon as he and Theodore returned to school, Draco came to the door.

"Hephis, I have something to say. I want to talk to you alone." Draco leaned in front of Hephis and whispered.

Theodore glanced at Draco, waved to Hephis and left.

Draco was a little embarrassed.

"Draco, what's the matter?" Hephis asked, sinking into the soft sofa.

"I spent Christmas at school this year." Draco also sat on the other side of the sofa.

"I know! What happened at school?" Hephis looked at Draco curiously.

"Someone took Polyjuice Potion and transformed themselves into Goyle and Crabbe to get me to talk."

"Trick you into saying that?"

"It was Harry and Ron, asking me about the heir," Draco explained.

"Oh, Harry is always very curious." Hephis shrugged.

"But...but..." Draco seemed a little hesitant.

"But what?" Hephis was a little impatient.

"They asked me if you were the heir." Draco said through gritted teeth.

"What the hell?" Hephis was really shocked this time. He ended up eating the melon on himself.

"And they probably can't get the Polyjuice Potion just by the two of them," Draco guessed.

Hephis understood instantly.

And he finally remembered what he had forgotten before, that is, Hermione was going to become Catwoman.