[HP] Dark Godfather

After appreciating the unique appearance ceremonies of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, the teachers and students of Hogwarts watched with emotion the foreign beauties and handsome guys take their seats. Then, the little animals of Hogwarts gathered together. Qi looked at Sirius Black on the professor's seat. After seeing Professor Black nodding slightly with a smile on his mouth, the little animals became excited. They slowly turned their heads and turned their hunting eyes to the innocent guests.

"Damn it!" Severus Snape put down his knife and fork, turned his face away sullenly, and cursed something under his breath.

Professor Flitwick, who was inexplicably startled, asked inexplicably, "What's the matter, Severus, isn't today's meal delicious?"

"Oh, Merlin, Minerva, you reminded Sirius, didn't you?" Suddenly, Professor Flitwick heard Dumbledore talking to Professor McGonagall in a low voice.

"Oh no, Albus, I thought you said that!" Professor Flitwick heard Professor McGonagall exclaim.

"Oops, I hope Sirius hasn't..."

"No, I'm afraid it's too late, Albus, I saw he had signaled to the children..."

"Merlin, I have to do something."

"The headmaster speaks, Albus, you can stop them while the headmaster speaks..."

"Oh yes, hopefully in time!"

Right at this moment-

"Crash!" On the Slytherin table, a plate of mashed potatoes fell on the head of a Durmstrang boy, and the poor boy was petrified, not knowing what had happened.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" A boy next to Percy at the Gryffindor table stood up, winking triumphantly at Percy who was shaking his head while covering his forehead, and said to Durmstrang's guests with a flushed face, "I was exchanging spells with the prefect just now, and accidentally slipped my hand!"

The German guest tilted his head and listened to the translation of the Gryffindor boy by the Slytherin next to him, and hurriedly nodded kindly to the "ashamed" flushed classmate, and said in German, "It's okay!"

The excited Gryffindor raised his hand and made a "V" sign, and sat down happily under the applause of the other Gryffindor boys.

And the German guests thought that Gryffindor was applauding that reckless classmate for taking the initiative to apologize, and they all smiled approvingly at Gryffindor, not paying any attention to the expression of the Slytherin beside him who couldn't bear it.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore made a decisive decision and stood up, "Ahem, I have a few words to say next."

The sharp-eyed old headmaster noticed that as he stood up, several Hogwarts students secretly retracted their wands that were about to be activated.

The old principal wiped a cold sweat in his heart, and hurriedly said loudly, "Welcome to Hogwarts, friends of Bubaston and Durmstrang, we sincerely hope that you have a good time at Hogwarts At the same time, I would like to solemnly inform all the students of Hogwarts that you can only ask your fellow students for help with your magic homework, and you cannot bother our guests, I hope you will keep in mind!" Behind the glasses, the blue glasses cast a sharp warning light.

There was a regretful din in the hall.

"Your headmaster is really weird!" A beautiful woman from Beauxbatons said to a Ravenclaw beside her with a smile, "Our headmaster never cares about how our magic homework is done. That's the job of professors. Yes, Dumbledore is indeed a little crazy!"

Ravenclaw next to her quietly put away the potion that had been opened, and nodded seriously, "Yes, I think so too!"

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After the welcome banquet was over, Principal Dumbledore and the professors walked towards the staff lounge with a happy expression on their faces, while Sirius walked behind with a bored expression and complained in a low voice.

"What a great opportunity, we could have tried out their depth, so as to make more preparations for this competition!"

All the professors walking in front drew embarrassing black lines on the back of their heads. The old principal opened his mouth, but he was still speechless when he wanted to say something.

"Hmph, you almost lost your face abroad, you really don't know what to do!" Snape, who was also walking behind, let out a cold snort.

"Professor Snape, let me remind you that we still have foreign guests. If you don't want to lose face in front of foreigners, don't mess with me at this time!"

"Professor Black, I also remind you that if you are unfortunate enough to lose face in front of foreign guests, you must have asked for it."

"Hmph, I don't know what to be proud of a potions professor who boils potions until the cauldron blows up."

"A professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who is frequently troubled by black magic must have a lot of pride. Professor Black, is your insomnia cured?"

"Snotty, your dark circles are no lighter than mine. Have you become obsessed with smoky makeup recently?"

"Stupid dog, the stench you exude is worse than that of a troll. Is this your taste?"

"...※x※※x..."

The headmaster and the professors walking in front shrugged helplessly. They were no longer surprised by the fact that such meaningless disputes were staged at Hogwarts every day.

"It's great that your relationship is expanding!" A strange voice came from a strange tone. Black and Snape jumped together and turned their heads in surprise and said in unison, "Are you blind? Which eye do you see?" Come out and we have a good relationship?"

Then they saw a middle-aged uncle with a face full of grievances and tears in his eyes, and Qiqi was in a cold sweat.

"The Yin family just sighed, is there a need to be so fierce?" The middle-aged uncle was wearing an old-style rococo-style lace long-sleeved shirt and a vest studded with shining jewels. He raised his little finger exaggeratedly to cover his mouth, " Isn’t Hogwarts an ancient and noble school of magic, how can there be such an unglamorous silver?”

"Merlin, where did he come from?" Black had an exaggerated expression about to spit out, his hands trembled, and a handkerchief covered his forehead, "I'm going to faint, I saw a self-righteous man old lady?"

"Or an old man who thinks he's a woman!" Snape added maliciously.

"It's so rude, Albus, is this how you educate the boy?" The middle-aged uncle covered his chest and opened his eyes wide in grief and indignation.

"Mr. Bustimo Louisanti, I'm sorry that there are people in Hogwarts who don't fit your unique aesthetic taste..." Headmaster Dumbledore walked slowly, the reflection of his shiny glasses made it difficult to see him clearly "Long time no see, your taste seems to be getting more and more unique."

"Oh, the expansion of faith can change a silver, Albus, I'm crazy for faith!" The middle-aged uncle suddenly showed a smile that could be called horrifying.

"This is Mr. Bastimo Louisanti from France, assistant to the Department of External Affairs of the French Ministry of Magic and executive director of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore nodded slightly and introduced to Black and Snape, " Forgive him for his substandard English, because besides French, he is only good at German."

"Following a great leader is my lifelong wish, and his will is an order to me!" Bastimo Luisanti suddenly said with a solemn expression.

"Is he..." Snape showed a clear look, and his attitude immediately became cautious.

"Hey, it turns out he's a fan of the old devil!" Blake sneered, but Bastimo gave him a murderous look.

"Mr. Louisanti, I don't think you need to look forward to Grindelwald's comeback too much." Dumbledore sighed softly, "I think Geliot's disappearance was not for the purpose of reorganizing the army, but because of unavoidable reasons, so you Don't be too aggressive, and I'm afraid there will be no more duels between him and me."

"Principal Dumbledore, I'm just here to observe, not to talk about state affairs!" Bastimo covered his mouth with a coquettish smile, turned around and walked away.

"Sirius!" Dumbledore said to Black suddenly and solemnly.

"Oh?"

"During the Triwizard Tournament, don't cause trouble for me!" The old headmaster looked at Black sternly.

"Hmm..." Black seemed to be overwhelmed by the principal's serious expression, and said struggling, "I'll do my best!"

"You promise?" The old principal raised his little finger and shook it, "You answered me the same way last time."

"I... try my best!" Sirius Black looked at the old headmaster's little finger with sweat profusely, and nodded quickly.

Snape, who was watching coldly, snorted heavily and walked away.

xxxxxx

Bastimo Luisanti walked in the corridor of Hogwarts with his waist swinging. While admiring the portraits in the corridor, he covered his mouth and smiled from time to time. He vomited a lot along the way, until he met Dem Strong's team,

Bastimo sneered at Viktor Krum, the lead student in Durmstrang's team, who looked at Bastimo with hatred.

"Mr. Victor Krum, I wish your family well-being!" Bastimo nodded with a smile in clear German, with an elegant and noble posture.

"You..." Krum was held back by the headmaster Karkaroff, who shook his head to signal him not to be impulsive.

"Hmph, curse Grindelwald to be hanged!" Krum snarled at Bastimo in a low voice, "And his followers should go to hell!"

The corner of Bastimo's mouth curved into a playful smile, but his eyes showed a cold murderous intent, "Be careful, child, otherwise disaster may come unexpectedly, just like your grandfather."

Krum wanted to rush forward angrily, but was dragged aside by the classmates and the principal behind him, watching Bastimo leave arrogantly in front of his eyes.

"Krum, don't be impulsive. Bastimo likes to provoke his opponent the most, and then solve the enemy in a duel. Your father was almost killed by him. He has no compassion or exception for anyone, including babies. "Kakarov looked at Bastimo who was going away and shook his head with emotion.

"I don't understand why they kept him alive. His hands are stained with more blood than Grindelwald. He is a murderous demon." Krum looked painful.

"But he has a prominent status and he controls Grindelwald's underground army. Without Grindelwald's restraint, he will be very dangerous." Karkaroff said with a complicated expression, "Unless the old devil dies, his followers are always ready Fight for the old devil."

"Wouldn't anyone dare to punish them?" Krum asked unwillingly.

"Your father asked that too, Krum, and then he got that scar on his face that will never go away."

"Where is Albus Dumbledore? Does he have nothing to do with believers?"

"Dumbledore didn't cross the English Channel again after sending Grindelwald to Nurmengard, do you know why?" Karkaroff sighed, "It is said that it was a private agreement with believers, the old devil is alive, If the believers don't make trouble, the old devil king is dead, and Britain will also be implicated."

"But now that Grindelwald is missing, what should I do?"

"So Bastimo appeared, and he was warning Dumbledore not to interfere, otherwise, the war will resume." Karkaroff patted Krum on the shoulder, "Son, you don't need to get involved in the grievances of the previous generation , before you are truly strong, patience is a must."

Victor Krum closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulders, and said sullenly, "Got it, principal, I will restrain myself."

Karkaroff nodded in relief, unconsciously touching his left arm, with a wry smile on his face.