The Necromancer of Hogwarts

"Hurry, hurry up."

Lucius paced anxiously at the door of the warehouse, taking out his pocket watch from time to time to take a look.

He had gained a lofty status yesterday, but it happened that the Weasley family, a pure-blooded family that couldn't be more pure, was living in such embarrassment that they couldn't even afford to raise children.

Pureblood shame, the Malfoy family and other nobles have always called Weasley this way, so the relationship between Lucius and Mr. Weasley has always been quite bad.

After the two met, each other's expressions were not very good.

A colleague on the side pulled Mr. Weasley's sleeve, and Mr. Weasley said dryly: "I am more experienced in creating portkeys. I used to create portkeys for some large Muggle items and transport them to the wizarding world. So let me come this time too.”

Lucius originally wanted to make a sarcastic comment, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the course he had studied recently and held back the sarcastic words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Recently, after entering the magical world, the organization's staff also began to popularize the organization's philosophy to Lucius and Snape.

Snape has always been interested in the concept of organizations since he read a book before, but he just suffered from the fact that there was no one to ask for advice, and many things were like reading from heaven.

Now that there are dedicated theoretical staff to guide learning, Snape never fails in every class and has been studying organizational theory seriously.

Lucius was originally very puzzled by Snape's performance. He felt that the so-called theoretical programs were all false and empty slogans. How could a calm wizard like Snape be bewitched by such theories.

But by chance, he saw a few sentences in the course selection, and his views quietly changed.

"We need to clearly distinguish who is the target of unity and who is the target of resolute attack..."

This sentence shocked Lucius.

He began to reflect on his past behavior. Was it because of his own likes and dislikes that he acted out of impulse and acted immaturely?

Is there some force that I can fight for that has betrayed me because of my words and deeds, causing the Malfoy family to be in an embarrassing situation?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the several theoretical anthologies the organization had put out to explain contained infinite wisdom. It seemed that they were the best strategies no matter what field they were in.

From that time on, Lucius also started attending classes with Snape, carefully studying the organization's program, and writing down his learning experiences and summarizing theoretical learning results every day.

They also formed a study group with members of the organization, and recently held a study session on the development path of the Malfoy family, which included a discussion on the Malfoy family's attitude towards others.

Although Lucius was a little dismissive of this discussion on the surface, he wrote down all the results of the discussion in his mind and went back that night to review it all night.

Now that he thought about it, he took back the sarcastic words he was about to say and nodded lightly to Mr. Weasley.

"Arthur, please."

Mr. Weasley looked at Lucius in surprise, not expecting Lucius to say such a thing.

Lucius's face turned a little red, recalling the results of the study meeting, he suppressed another sentence.

"I'm here for those squibs. There are still children waiting to be placed there, so Arthur, you'd better hurry up."

Mr. Weasley almost thought that Lucius had been dropped. He recalled the evaluation of Lucius in the newspaper and sighed in his heart: "It turns out that I have been too prejudiced against Lucius all along. ?”

"Although he has done wrong things, he is not the kind of vicious villain. Now he still knows how to help the weak. Although his aristocratic demeanor is a bit uncomfortable, it seems that he cannot be entirely blamed. After all, their circle is like this. Speaker."

"Hey, thinking about it this way, Lucius doesn't seem so annoying anymore..."

Mr. Weasley nodded to Lucius and hurried into the warehouse with his colleagues.

They checked around and found no dangerous black magic items, so this routine was considered passed.

Then Mr. Weasley took out some materials from the bag and started sketching on the ground.

"Large portkeys take a little while and are not as random as small portkeys."

"Wait a minute, I'll finish it for you soon."

Mr. Weasley fiddled with the door key and said something mysteriously: "Speaking of which, Lucius, we have actually known each other for many years. When we were at Hogwarts, we were still ignorant and made many troubles. contradiction."

Lucius's expression was a little stiff and he didn't know how to answer.

Mr. Weasley also looked a little embarrassed and stammered: "I, I mean... maybe it was the contradiction at the time that made me have some prejudice against you."

"I always thought you were a bad person, especially what happened later. But now that I think about it, from your point of view, there are indeed some things that can't be helped. It's not all your fault."

Lucius' scalp was numb: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Mr. Weasley's face turned red: "I, I mean... maybe I was biased against you before. I didn't expect you to be willing to help these Squibs."

"In terms of behavior, you are greater than many people."

"So I want to ask for your forgiveness. I mean, if you don't mind it, I want to invite you to my house for a meal..."

"Oh no, forget what I just said. I'm a little confused. You also know the situation in my family. It's different from yours. You definitely don't want to..."

Lucius looked strange. After a moment of silence, he actually said: "No, Arthur."

"Although I kind of look down on the Weasley family... but you are also purebloods after all."

"Since you sincerely invite me, in a week I will take my wife and children to visit the Weasley family."

Mr. Weasley was so startled that he almost broke the portkey he was setting up.

"Then, let's wait and I'll let Mo Li cook a table of delicious dishes."

The awkward silence lasted for a while. Mr. Weasley wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally said with relief: "Okay, the portkey is set up."

He handed Lucius a silver-white cylindrical object: "Put this at the destination and release a magic spell on it to activate the transmission function of the door key."

"When you want to transport, recite the incantation, and the items in this warehouse will be transported to the destination."

After saying that, Mr. Weasley nodded and hurriedly left here.

Lucius also held the door key, his face was a little complicated, and he kept mumbling.

"I am not compromising or groveling. I am following the experience summed up by the organization."

"One of the people in the organization said that you have to make a lot of friends, but you have to make a few enemies..."

"I'm not trying to look good on Weasley and the others. How is that possible? I'm so sick of their pure-blood shame."