"Well, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer. Kakaroff also got up, patted his sleeve, and cast a new spell on it, removing the oil and dust, and then complained: "If this tavern were to be opened on our Durmstrang side, I would definitely not use a wand, but give him a punch in the face first, the environment of the tavern here is really bad."www.biquge.info ”

"Then you may not be able to beat him. Dumbledore seemed to think of something, and his long white beard shook his chest before he said in a somewhat complicated tone.

"What?" Karkaroff suspected he had misheard.

"Nothing, let's go. ”

Dumbledore changed the subject, and then led the two out of the bustling tavern and towards their destination.

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"So, you're trying to get the case done for the half-giant named Hagrid?" Karkaroff stood in front of Dumbledore's desk, staring at him with an unkind expression.

Dumbledore raised his hand and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Karkaroff again.

"I tell you, I don't have the slightest interest in your bullshit, it's enough for you to do justice alone, and he's just a miscellaneous person—" Karkaroff felt offended, and his tone began to grow more and more impolite.

But the words were out, and he knew he had lost his words again.

Madame Maxim also seems to be a half-blood giant, so he finally stops the word "mongrel" on his lips.

However, it was still too late.

Karkaroff could clearly see that the face of Madame Maxim next to him immediately darkened, others were not stupid, and they could guess what he wanted to say, and it didn't make a difference if he said it or not.

"The old fox set me again. Karkaroff scolded in his heart, ready to change his attitude, and he could only pinch his nose to admit it when he was played.

Just a few hours earlier, the three of them had gone straight to the Headmaster's office (Dumbledore's prerogative) through Floo.com, and Dumbledore didn't hesitate to tell Karkaroff what he thought.

The gist of it is: I'm a layman in the dark arts, although I just don't bother to study it, so I'm asking you now.

Now that the recognized number one wizard has a request for himself, Karkaroff is naturally very useful, and the fluctuations emitted by this diary, even after being damaged, are still extremely strong, he suspects that it is the work of some dark wizard predecessor, maybe he can benefit a little from it.

Durmstrang taught even the dark arts, not to mention that he had been a Death Eater in the first place, so he didn't have any psychological pressure at all.

The noonday sun outside the window slowly fell below the horizon, and several hours passed.

Karkaroff used all his life's learning, but only a few scenes of the memories that remained in the diary were restored, and imported them into Dumbledore's meditation basin.

From the only fragments, it seems that it can be known that the half-blood giant named Hagrid has been wronged, and that's all, and the remaining soul fragments are not only small in quantity, but also full of holes. Doing this is already the limit.

Karkarov, who had been busy for a long time, obviously couldn't accept this ending, so there was the first scene.

"But it's not completely irrelevant to you, except for Hagrid, you should know the mastermind in this matter. Dumbledore explained unhurriedly.

"Huh. Karkaroff scoffed, and then said, "Not to mention how far apart Hogwarts and Durmstrang are, and I don't know how many times the only Exchange Top Three Cup has been suspended, I know a Hogwarts student? ”

"This was 50 years ago. Dumbledore said calmly.

"Fifty years ago, it was like.." Karkaroff seemed to think of something, and the latter words stuck in his throat, his expression stiffened, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"No way, he must be dead!" Karkaroff didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't believe that the man was still alive.

He then said to himself, "It's just a magic item he made, he's been gone for so long, he's not coming back, he's not coming back." ”

For a moment, Karkarov seemed to be stunned, and he repeatedly muttered to himself, saying the words just now.

"Calm down, Karkaroff. Dumbledore's kind voice had a calming magic, and Karkaroff and Dumbledore's razor-blue eyes met before unconsciously calming down.

Dumbledore used the benefits of the Regent's Mind again, and even if he didn't use it actively, it would invisibly affect others.

Last year, he infiltrated Hogwarts in order to steal the Philosopher's Stone in order to resurrect his body, and killed a unicorn to keep himself alive. ”

"This year I am still trying to follow his trail, I have walked through most of the Albanian forests and found nothing. ”

"I think you're more afraid of his return than I am. ”

"So I need your help. ”

Dumbledore pressed on step by step, not giving Karkaroff time to think, he just wanted to impress him when his heart was broken.

Erwuzai rarely has a good end.

If the other Azkabans or fugitive Death Eaters were able to cling to Voldemort's wing again after his return, then Lucius Malfoy's unscrupulous position was uncomfortable in Voldemort's ranks.

Fortunately, Malfoy had already made a good impression on him at the first meeting.

As for a character like Karkaroff who can't be washed away in Voldemort's camp, a green light may be the best destination, after all, there are not a few torturous black magic.

I lost my body and was forced to wander, my loyal men suffered from unbearable imprisonment for me, and you chose to betray my loyal followers in exchange for your own safety, and even became the headmaster of Durmstrang?

Clay people will have three points of anger, not to mention the already brutal and neurotic Dark Lord?

This is the fundamental reason why Karkaroff is so afraid.

"I'll be on your side. "Madame Maxim, who has reached the level of the principal, is also a human being, and it is not difficult to find clues in their conversations, and she immediately expressed her attitude.

"Thank you very much, Beauxbatons would be proud to have a headmaster like you. Dumbledore complimented Lady Maxime.

In this way, the triumvirate of European wizarding education reached a united front against the Dark Lord in Dumbledore's office.

"Oops. Madame Maxim patted her head in annoyance, "I forgot one thing. She said.

"Is it urgent?" Dumbledore shook his wand, ready to get up at any moment, as if he wanted to do his landlord's friendship and help people solve their problems.

"That's not going to happen. Maxim's face was a little embarrassed.