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Karkaroff looked up at Alan in astonishment and frowned: "Mr. Alan Harris, it's not polite to stand in the way of others. ”

Alan glanced at Karkarov's hand and said with a smile: "The mark is hot, the color is getting darker and darker, is it panicking, you want to run away, right?"

Karkaroff looked shocked and stared at Allen viciously.

"Sir, such an unfriendly attitude is not wise. If I were you, I wouldn't run away, imprinted with this perceptual imprint, even at the ends of the earth, I would be able to catch your tracks. Allen's tone sounded very sincere, but if you looked into his eyes, it was full of banter.

Alan gently rolled up his sleeve, revealing the Harris family's perceptual imprint: "Our Harris family is also proficient in the magic of this perceptual imprint, and we know the power of this imprint too well. It's useless for you to flee anywhere. ”

Karkarov's face turned pale in an instant, and his upper and lower teeth chattered from time to time, making a crisp sound. He could see that Alan was not lying, and he lowered his arms in despair, took a few steps backwards, and slammed into the column behind him in a panic.

His mind was full of images of being seized by the man whose name he could not name: he himself was on his knees, the man in the air, his wand aimed at him, either a wail of pain and a tumbling on the ground, or a flash of green light, and the loss of his life.

The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became, his whole body trembling and twitching. He gritted his teeth so as not to scream, he could barely control himself, it was like rolling on the ground, tearing something, biting someone.

A bottle of seductive wine appeared in front of Karkaroff, and he grabbed the bottle, cooed and drank greedily from the mouth of the bottle, and did not put it down until he could no longer breathe, and the wine in the bottle was a third of the way down.

His stomach soon burst on fire, and the burning spread to his limbs, numbing his mind and giving him some courage. He looked up at Alan, who handed him the wine, "What is your purpose?"

Alan didn't answer him directly, but analyzed it from Karkaroff's point of view: "As long as you are still the principal of Durmstrang, your life will not be easily ended." ”

"It's useless, you don't know his horror. Karkaroff shook his head in frustration and muttered.

"That's it, of course, useless. Allen's words changed suddenly, "In this year's World Cup, you should have seen the strength of the young Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic, and I think you have also seen the relevant news from the newspaper, which was created by my eldest brother Albert Harris." But what people don't know is ......"

Alan pretended to pause, "Although my second brother Lunn Harris is usually low-key and not known for fighting, he is actually not much weaker than my eldest brother. At Hogwarts, you don't have to worry about safety for the time being, in fact, according to the Harris family's intelligence, Voldemort has not been fully resurrected yet, and when this semester is almost over, you can invite the British Ministry of Magic to communicate in the name of Principal Durmstrang, and the Harris family will use our power in the Ministry of Magic to let my second brother Lunn Harris lead the team. I think you've observed from Barty Crouch in recent reforms at the Ministry of Magic that high-ranking officials are required to bring a few Aurors with them when they travel, and as a member of the Harris family, I don't think it's too much, but it's not difficult to send a few more Aurors with you. ”

"Of course they won't be Voldemort's opponents, but I think what my Animagus can do, you should know enough that they just need to delay a little bit......" said Allen, and tapped his omniscient mark with his wand, "I can get the news through it, I have already shown you a small part of my strength in the game." Also, I think Dumbledore, the greatest White Wizard, would be happy to work with the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic to take out the terrorist. ”

Karkaroff kept turning the bottle in his hand, constantly speculating in his mind about the authenticity and reliability of Alan's words. What the Harris family's power has revealed to the outside world is probably only the tip of the iceberg, what is their purpose in doing so?

"So, what do you want from Principal Durmstrang?" Karkaroff said in his sweet, social tone.

Seeing that he finally got to the point, Alan decided to reveal some half-truths and half-truths to give Karkaroff a little confidence, and this can be regarded as a deterrent: "The power of the Harris family, coupled with our power in the Ministry of Magic, is sure to protect you under anyone's hands. Other than that, you won't find anything more powerful than us. In a short period of time, you will not be able to join a more powerful and capable organization. ”

Alan Zhizhu held it in his hand, and looked at Karkaroff's expression more and more relaxed: "I think Durmstrang will have to vacate a few positions next year, our Harris family is the heir of Gellert Grindelwald's forces, a hundred years ago your predecessor was expelled because of that adult's experiment, I'm afraid I can't imagine that you, who are the successor in a few generations, will invite his successor back in this way." ”

Karkaroff took a few steps back in horror and crashed into the wall, so much so that his hat fell to the ground again, and the instant chill on his head cleared his senses.

He immediately connected the Harris family in front of him with the first demon king's subordinates from Durmstrong. Allen's grandfather was also a graduate of Durmstrang and was Grindelwald's right-hand man. After the war, like himself, he was exempted from punishment through various means, thinking that they should decline from now on after scattering their wealth, but they didn't expect that they were just lurking in the United Kingdom, and even became the heir of the first generation of Dark Lord forces.

Karkaroff drank the wine from the glass and wrapped his leather jacket: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Dumbledore the news so that I can directly exchange it for his support and protection?"

A transparent glass also appeared in Alan's hand, he poured himself some wine, and took a sip to himself: "What makes you think that Dumbledore doesn't know, or do you think this great white wizard will do anything to us Harris because of this news? Alert, observing, watching? He allowed Tom Riddle to grow up and did almost nothing, and he even allowed his loyal Order of the Phoenix to be impoverished or even left with nothing after Voldemort was defeated." And compared to the reign of terror created by your former master's shoddy criminal means, our Harris family has never broken the law......"

Allen looked at Karkaroff playfully: "Harris itself is the law. ”

Although Karkaroff was already slumped on the ground, he felt that his mind had never turned so fast in his life, and he had already understood the purpose of the Harris family, if he gave up everything and escaped, Durmstrang would have to give it to others, and whether his life could be saved depended on how vengeful the mysterious man was against him. With his understanding of his master, if he took refuge in the Harris family, his life could be saved, and even they would need to keep his headmaster position for a long time to complete the encroachment on Durmstrang. After all, in order to control the school, in addition to controlling the positions in the school, there are some school managers who need to deal with it. If he performs well during this period, he may be able to retain his position as headmaster in the end, and even follow in the footsteps of the Harris family.

At this time, his thoughts were interrupted by Allen's voice: "Judging from your expression, you have figured it out, in addition to making the necessary unbreakable oath on this, in order to better protect you and allow us to communicate in time, I will imprint the seal of the Harris family for you, and please stretch out your right arm and don't resist." Alan drew his wand.

When Karkarov heard this, he immediately knelt in front of Allen, kissed Allen's lower robe, and then took a half-step back to reveal his arm: "Yes, master." ”

Alan originally shook the wine glass in his hand gently, and when he saw Karkaroff's sudden movements, he couldn't help but pause in his hand, and he couldn't help crying and laughing in his heart, although he was intimidating Karkaroff, but he never thought of accepting subordinates like the Dark Lord. However, this situation did not allow him to refuse, although he also wanted to learn from Krum and Ron: I am not, I am not ......

Alan silently tapped his wand at Karkaroff's arm.

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