Hogwarts finally had quiet times. When the students went home, the professors left one after another.

"Little Arbus~" The elves who have no home to return to often meet Dumbledore, who also lives in the Headmaster's Office, and say meaningless words under all kinds of sweet snacks. But today Skindora has a new idea.

The White Wizard, who was already familiar with the elves to a certain extent, knew that whenever she spoke like that, she definitely didn't have a good idea.

"I heard that you had a lover when you were younger?"

"You're thinking too much, my dear elder."

"Don't call me that, little Arbus. Just call me Starfall. That's my name. You say that, I have the feeling that you are telling me to die. ”

"Oh roar roar roar ~ you think too much, Starfall."

Dumbledore didn't want to bother with it, he kept talking about him.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, then I'll do it as I think. A surprise for you~" Seeing that the wizard didn't want to go too deep into the topic, she stood up. Very unladylike grinning and waving her hands. Then a strange power appeared in her hands.

She sent the power into the old wizard, which made Dumbledore stand up, and if he hadn't really felt that the thing would be harmful to him, the Elder Wand might have been pulled out.

"What did you do to me?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I won't hurt you. How could I hurt my landlord when Hogwarts was so interesting, it was just a gift that barely amounted to rent. Don't thank me too much. ”

Sudora didn't give the wizard a second chance to ask, and her figure began to fade, as if the light had vanished from her. She was missing from the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

The White Wizard frowned, and he felt that the demon's behavior was starting to get a little out of control. And his assessment of demonic power may have been misguided, and when she wanted to do something to herself, she didn't react at all. This made this old man who had always been in control a little unaccustomed.

And...

Abs Dumbledore looked at his hand, and he felt that the gift was a little too heavy...

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"Oh? What is the wind that blows you here? ”

"It seems that little Arbus did tell you about me in detail, and he is really dishonest."

"He just told me something about you flatly."

Crunch...

The sound of the iron door being opened, and Cindora looked at the former Dark Lord who had volunteered to stay in the cage.

"If I gave you the chance to redeem your lover, would you cherish it?"

These words made Gellert Grindelwald finally raise his head, and the momentum cultivated by the majesty of the superior came to Jersey's face. But the elves who had confronted Sargeras didn't care.

"What do you want to do? Demons..."

"You know, the myth of the legend... Demons are good at playing with souls, aren't they? ”

"Oh?" Grindelwald raised an eyebrow, and he thought of some stories with some uncertainty.

"By the way, I'll give you a gift so that you can match the person you love the most."

The same strange power reappeared, this time pressed into another old man's body by the elves.

"Feel it, you'll thank me." As she spoke, Setora slowly vanished.

Stand up, back straight. The Lord of the Saints, the original Dark Lord, laughed softly at first, then turned into a maniacal laugh. Even the tears were laughed out of his eyes. He looked at his familiar hands and walked out of the prison.

"Come to see me! Slaves! "There was no wand, but it still used magic, and strange triangular signs appeared in the sky.

"I'll thank you well, demon..."

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Harry was about to have a birthday, his 13th birthday. But he received a very, very bad gift.

Aunt Marg

Oh, his cousin's aunt was a nightmare, and every time she showed up, she gave him very, very bad memories.

This time too

When the woman said again that Harry was thankful to her brother and sister for their mercy in adopting him, Harry magically blew her into a balloon.

This made Harry feel terrible, as underage wizards were not allowed to use magic outside of school, let alone on a Muggle.

Harry packed his bags, he didn't know where he should go.

Oh, that's pathetic. The so-called savior of the wizarding world is now homeless.

Suddenly, a strange bus appeared in front of Harry.

Knight buses?

As he got into the car, Harry saw a very familiar figure. That big dog, I think I've seen it in that movie theater. Is that the strange man? Lupin was very wary of him, so he was Voldemort's henchman?

Harry was startled by his own thoughts, and he hurried into the car. And this magic bus began to let him know what it means to be an uncomfortable journey.

Tortured to London, Harry stays at the Leaky Cauldron. Tom, the owner of the bar, is a nice guy and he takes very good care of him. It was probably the best thing Harry had done in a while.

Two days before the upcoming school day

night

Shendora appeared in the Cauldron Bar, this demon who changed into an elf has long been famous in the wizarding world, after all, elves have not appeared in such a long, long time. Not to mention those demons that don't exist.

There was still a lot of opposition to her becoming a professor at Hogwarts, but with her lessons and Dumbledore's assurances, most of them had let their guard down on her.

"Good evening, Tom. Give me a glass of flame agave. ”

Nedora expertly ordered a glass of spirit, the one that burned with flames to put dragons to sleep was the best drink for her.

"Oh, every time you order this I feel like you're playing with your life. But you're still safe and sound. I'm curious how you can bear this kind of thing. Tom quickly filled the glass with everything he needed, and with a simple tap of his wand, the flames began to burn.

"Tom, you don't wonder why I can bear this. That's not a good memory. By the way, have you learned what I told you about roasting spider legs? Shendora took a sip of her drink and asked her favorite food.

"Ma'am, that kind of thing a wizard can't do." The bar owner shook his head helplessly, where would a normal person like to eat spiders.

"Alright then, give me a cockroach pile."

Immediately, a cockroach pile was placed in front of Cindora, this chocolate that was made in the shape of a cockroach... Who invented it?

The people in the bar whispered about the demon's transfiguration magic, after all, a wizard can't turn into a magical creature.

And what is Cindora doing? She sipped her wine and searched for Harry's location, and moments later she found Harry's room.

Dropped the money and left

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"Harry Potter, if you're a girl... Maybe it's very, very interesting, isn't it? ”

Harry, who was asleep, seemed to feel the fate he was about to face. His brow furrowed, and he was a little uneasy in his dreams.

The subtle evil energy was transformed into arcane by Cindora, and the power of the rules appeared in the hands of the demons, which made the chaotic demon king a little difficult.

As she sweated profusely, she had finally written the magic mark on Harry's forehead. She then put an arcane power into it to act as an energy source.

"Phew..."Shendora exhaled as she looked at Harry, who was beginning to transform, "Harry... Oh no. Harley, look forward to your new school year. Hahahaha"

Laughing and disappearing into the Leaky Cauldron, she is going back to Hogwarts to prepare for the third movie.