The gathering place outside the Quidditch World Cup is in complete chaos at the moment. Tens of thousands of people are running in all directions, like domestic animals being chased by fierce beasts, a big drama of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

A group of black-robed and skull-masked Death Eaters strolling around, waving their wands and setting fires everywhere, looking at their relaxed appearance, compared to the panicked crowd around them, this scene can be said to be the most ironic, it is simply the biggest joke in the world.

This group of Death Eaters is not even a hundred people, but there are more than 10,000 wizards present, even ordinary people who don't know anything, they can pile up each other by numbers, not to mention that they are all wizards with magic, everyone knows what to do, right?

But what are these idiots doing? Screaming in horror, running away with rolling and crawling, or fainting directly without being stimulated, what a!

It's no exaggeration to say that even pigs are more useful than them!!

Standing in the middle of the chaotic crowd, Fa Chen's expression was full of impatience, and he even had the idea of putting a big move to clear the field directly. These idiots in the wizarding world have been frightened by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and they don't even have the heart and courage to resist, it's just sad and hateful.

And the situation here is just a microcosm, in fact, the entire European wizarding world is like this.

No matter how powerful Voldemort is with his Death Eaters, can he compare to the power of the entire wizarding world together? As long as these so-called decent wizards are united, not to mention one Voldemort, even ten are not enough to be abused. But what are these wizards doing from beginning to end? They didn't even dare to mention Voldemort's name, and the Death Eaters didn't dare to resist when they appeared, until Voldemort really returned, and they had nowhere to escape, and in order to survive, many people surrendered to Voldemort?!

Hehe, why is this kind of person still alive? It's really not as good as a livestock.

It's no wonder that Balthazar and Veronica are reluctant to come back, just such a group of muddy guys who can't support the wall, there is no help, rather than keep it and continue to decay, it is better to really let Voldemort destroy it.

In short, seeing this situation, Fachen has no intention of interfering at all, Voldemort will make trouble if he likes, as long as he doesn't provoke himself, let him go.

"Harry! Wait for me! ”

Fachen was about to leave, but suddenly heard Hermione's voice, and he almost forgot that his two apprentices were also here. Turning his head, he saw Harry and Hermione running in the direction of the Death Eaters.

"Hermione, hurry up, we must stop them from wreaking!"

Hearing Harry say this, Fachen's indignant heart suddenly felt relieved, at least his students were courageous, not as wasteful as the others. Oh no, waste can be recycled, and this group of scum is not as good as waste.

In a flash, Fachen left, and didn't continue to pay attention to Harry, although the two children are not very strong now, but it is still no problem to protect themselves, not to mention that they are still the protagonists of this world, and their luck is strong.

Hogwarts, Woodside Cottage;

As soon as Fachen returned, there was a knock on the door, and through the window, he saw the white beard and the blue robe of the stars and moons that were almost dragged to the ground.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, please come in."

The door opened automatically, and Dumbledore walked in with a smile on his face: "Haha, Mr. Drake, welcome back, you have been away from Hogwarts for two years, and we all miss you very much." ”

Fachen took two noncommittal steps back, let Dumbledore hug, and said, "Forget about missing something, as long as Voldemort doesn't come to Hogwarts, it doesn't matter to you with me or not." ”

"You're still so direct, Drake, you don't give me face at all when you talk about it." Dumbledore smiled wryly and withdrew his outstretched hands.

Fachen pouted: "Everyone knows what they know, why bother to make those false things, just get straight to the point." I'm coming back this time to train Harry and Hermione for a while, and I'm going to have to take care of some chores. What about you? Headmaster, what do you have to say? ”

Dumbledore sighed, gave up the idea of continuing to be close to Fachen, and said directly: "That's the case, this year we Hogwarts will host the Triwizard Tournament, I'm worried that there will be any accidents during this time, so I hope you can help keep an eye on the progress of the game, okay?" ”

"Okay, I promise." Fachen nodded, it was just a gesture for him.

After finishing the matter, Dumbledore had no intention of leaving, he stared at Fachen carefully for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Drake, I feel that you are very different from two years ago, I don't know if you can tell me." ”

"Hehe, do you notice it?" Fachen smiled, "That's right, the bloodline in my body has been separated, and I have now surpassed Supreme Merlin. ”

Surpass the Supreme Merlin?!

Dumbledore was startled, he knew what that meant. Supreme Merlin is the god of magic, surpassing him, which means that Fachen is at least a magician at the level of a god of law.

How strong is the Dharma God? No one else knows, but Dumbledore knows it very well. The god of law, the god of law, the power of mana, just like the god, the god of law has the power to influence the rules. In their hands, magic is no longer magic, but a law, and a single thought can produce great power.

Dumbledore didn't know that Fachen's body was the essence of many magical materials, coupled with his god-level strength, in a sense, he was a law himself. But there is still a certain gap between the gods who can control the law in the true sense. But over time, this gap will get smaller and smaller until there is none. Of course, that's all for later.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, there will finally be a magic god in the magic world again, this is definitely the greatest thing since the birth of Supreme Merlin!" Dumbledore sighed happily.

"Stop!" Fachen waved his hand to interrupt Dumbledore's words, "I know what you want to say, I don't want to worry about Voldemort's affairs, let Harry handle it himself, this is also an experience, unless his life is in danger, no one is allowed to help him." ”

"Okay, I see." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, he knew that no amount of talk could change Fachen's will, even though the matter was so simple that Fachen could solve it easily.

"So be it." Fachen picked up the teacup and had the meaning of sending off guests.

Dumbledore didn't leave immediately, but after thinking about it, he continued: "Drake, this year, because of the Triwizard Tournament, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students are coming to our Hogwarts to stay and study for a while, so the professors' teaching tasks will be heavier, so can you please continue to serve as a visiting professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts to share the teaching pressure?" Of course, it's still an elective as before, and it won't take up much of your time. ”

Fachen looked at Dumbledore Barabala's words with some amusement, and shrugged his shoulders: "Headmaster, you don't have to explain so clearly, I'm not so bad at talking, I agreed to the matter." ”

"Thank you, Drake." Dumbledore laughed, leaving a blessing before leaving the house: "Have a good new school year." ”

"Well, have a nice time too."

After sending Dumbledore away, Fachen suddenly remembered that it had been two days since that Bloodstar had gone to Romania, and there was no news at all.

"It's just two people, so you don't need to be so grinding." Fachen thought about it, a smile of understanding appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "Ha, this pot is not so easy to carry." ”

on the other side, the Romanian Black Forest, Dracula's Castle;

"You stinky boy! How dare you come back! A roar came from the castle, the quaint castle gates and floor-to-ceiling windows buzzed, and a flock of frightened bats flew out of their hiding caves in a panic and fled in all directions.

Dracula, the vampire count, was glaring at Xuechen with an angry face at the moment, and his cannibalistic expression seemed to be eager to go up and tear the other party apart, completely lacking his previous gentleness.

And Xuechen shrank his head, looking like he was being scolded with an open heart. Does this scene sound familiar? Yes, it's almost a replica of Fachen when he met Balthazar.

There's no way, it's also a pot left by the body, and Xuechen, who is a clone, can only carry it even if he is helpless. What's more, Xuechen really felt that he was at a loss, he came to pick up someone's baby daughter, but he also brought another woman, this kind of practice, no matter what kind of father-in-law will explode, right?

Dracula crackled and scolded for about half an hour, and finally stopped scolding. In fact, if he hadn't known that he couldn't beat Xuechen, he would definitely have gone up and done it. But he could see that Xuechen was at the prince level, and he was only at the marquis level, two levels worse, and it was purely nothing to do if he really did it.

"Uncle, you dissipate your anger." Xuechen cheekily pulled out a smile, "I know that there has been no news at all in the two years since I left, but I also have my reasons." And you see, aren't I coming back now? This time I can swear to God that I will never make Shirley and Yuna sad again, and if I break my oath, I will die of thunder and thunder! ”

"Humph!" Dracula twisted his head and didn't look at him. Xuechen breathed a sigh of relief, as it meant that Dracula acquiesced in his words.

Xuechen wiped his sweat, turned his head to look at A-Ning, and found that the latter was pouting with an unhappy expression. knew that she was in a petty mood, but Xuechen was not ready to pay attention to her. In the final analysis, Aning's position in his heart is far less important than Shirley and Yuna, and he won't get used to a woman's temper, if he gets used to it, he will have it in the future?

I have to say that Xuechen has gradually begun to possess the basic qualities of a qualified Lord of the Crystal Palace.

Cautiously glanced at Dracula, and found that his anger was almost gone, Xuechen said with a serious face: "Uncle, I came this time to take Shirley and Yuna with me, and I swear to protect them with my life in the future!" They won't be wronged in the slightest! ”

Xuechen said so righteously, but Dracula just glanced at A-Ning playfully, which immediately embarrassed Xuechen, in fact, there is not only A-Ning, in the world of Tokyo, there are two.

Thinking of this, the corners of Xuechen's mouth hung with a trace of bitterness, full of helplessness.

But there is no way, this is the pot he chose, and he has to finish it while crying.

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