Without attracting much attention, the sound of an argument not far away attracted the attention of the others in the training ground, and Ranko led Caloline and Livia all the way into the training ground.

After seeing the wizards with cameras also hurrying to a short distance, Lan Keguang looked at the distance steadily, meeting the meek gaze of the phoenix.

Ranko walked over.

"You stay here first."

Caroline pulled Livia to rest and nodded at the Dark Arts Professor.

"Okay, Professor Malfoy."

It was a young girl who was taking care of the phoenix, and she was looking curiously at the distance.

Quidditch players are notoriously loud voices, but they are too far away to hear what's going on over there.

When the blonde boy walked in, the little girl turned her attention to the wizard she had never seen before.

"You are?"

The little girl looked puzzled, and the phoenix beside her suddenly opened its wings, and the startled little girl was startled.

"Fireworks!"

Very sharp.

Ranko looked at the phoenix who was wary of him and faintly protected the little girl behind him, and moved the wand in his sleeve, and he said with satisfaction:

"Okay, do you change yourself or will I help you?"

"What do you mean?" Startled by the phoenix fireworks but quickly calming down, the little girl who tried to appease the phoenix looked at the blonde boy in astonishment, and the golden horse boy took out his wand slowly.

Phoenix Huahuo's eyes sharpened, and his docile gaze changed drastically.

The haughty creature of the phoenix never forgets its instincts, even if it has a deep relationship with wizards.

The wizard in front of it gave the phoenix an extremely uncomfortable feeling, and it spread its wings, trying to expel the enemies in front of it and protect the people around it, but a pitch-black spell flew towards it in the next moment.

The flames suddenly rose, and the phoenix jumped with the girl beside her, but was stopped by a spell that spread on the ground at some point.

A spell specially prepared to restrict magical creatures with spatial movement characteristics, such as phoenixes.

Under the protection of the flames, the little girl finally figured out the situation, and under the watchful eye of Ranko's raised eyebrows, she took the wand, and instead of fighting back, she immediately pressed it against her own throat.

"Someone is coming, grab the phoenix!"

Ah......h You scream throat cut, I guess no one will come to save you.

But this little girl is smart.

Ranko used his spell to break the flames of the phoenix, but he didn't see him move, and the flames around the phoenix moved with the movement of the wand in his hand, and the flames seemed to rebel, not only did not protect the phoenix, but bound it there.

The phoenix fireworks let out a terrible scream.

"Fireworks!"

The little girl's hole shrank suddenly, and she didn't hesitate to use a spell to attack the blonde boy in front of her.

But she was disarmed by the spell in the next second.

Then a dark light flashed by, and the phoenix firework struggled to resist, but the moment the spell hit it, it was helplessly surrounded by flames, shrunk in the flames burning at extremely high temperatures, and turned into a phoenix egg with a crimson pattern, which was caught by a pale hand.

"What do you want to do! Let go of the fireworks! Let it go! Do you know how much it will affect a phoenix if it is forced into nirvana?! ”

Why haven't they come yet?! The little girl cried urgently, her wand was held by the blonde boy in front of her, and the blonde boy seemed to have no hearing her at all, holding the phoenix egg, and laughing strangely.

"Of course I do."

Ranko saw that someone was yelled at by that voice, and said softly to the little girl on the side.

"I'm sorry." As he spoke, he slowly stuffed the phoenix egg into his pocket under the little girl's glare, "I may be too violent, but you have to understand the eagerness to see your property hurt. ”

Little girl: ??

"Me? Harm? The little girl shouted in disbelief.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

The first to come was a man in his thirties, with knotted muscles and an honest look.

He is the goalkeeper for the Mottola Macaws, Andrew Jackran.

"Mr. Jackron." The little girl seemed to see her own patriarch, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"He took Hanabi!"

Andrew Jackran's face changed slightly, he didn't think that the little girl in his team would say such a joke, the blonde boy in front of him turned his head with a smile, he straightened his face, and just wanted to say something, several certificates were opened in front of him.

A few tall Quidditch players behind him also arrived, but Professor Malfoy didn't give them a chance to speak, and directly tapped on the transfer book standing in front of them, smiled unchanged, and put away his wand:

"I deal with my own property, that should make perfect sense, right?"

The people who saw those documents all looked at each other at once.

Caroline and Livia hurried over, and when they saw the tall wizard stay where they were, they shook their heads and walked over to Professor Malfoy.

"Professor." Caloline whispered.

"The goal is accomplished, let's go."

Ranko put away the documents and looked at the Quidditch player who was still stunned, wondering what he was doing: "I will inform you later, about the specific content of this change, please prepare step by step before this." ”

"Wait." The goalkeeper looked at Professor Malfoy, whose face was pale and dark-eyed, with a little numb scalp, and under the expectant gaze of the little girl behind him, he couldn't help but speak: "Where do you want to take the fireworks, our patronus?" ”

Investor? Such a small child? Ministry of Magic, what are they going to do?!

Not to mention that he couldn't accept it, the other people who saw the document all looked sluggish.

What's going on, I've never heard of this before, who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

"Please note." Ranko's eyes didn't have much temperature, and a casual sweep actually made the Quidditch athlete who looked much stronger than him chill:

"It's not 'yours', it's the property of the whole team. ”

"It's not property!"

The little girl's voice was a little sharp.

"Not only it, to be exact, but also to you." Ranko didn't dwell on this, and said with a smile: "As the actual shareholder and the investor behind me, I have the right to dispose of all the property I know, including this phoenix fireworks, and your goings and stays, right?" ”

The goalkeeper has a big mouth, and he is too honest to speak.

The few Quidditch players behind him were in a hurry, but they tried to speak, but they were swept away by Professor Malfoy, and they were silent.

Useless. Ranko sneered at the Quidditch players who were hiding behind the goalkeeper.

"Okay, if you have any comments, please report them to your coach or captain."

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Ranko beckoned Calulin and Livia to prepare to leave.

He has no consciousness of robbing other people's mascots at all.

Even if the little girl behind her was trembling with anger and was held down by the goalkeeper, she didn't collapse.

"By the way, your wand."

A wand was thrown into the goalkeeper's hand with precision, and Ranko glanced back at them, "I'm sure we'll meet again in the future." ”

Allah, let Yin Li come and receive it.

To make this team one of his possessions, well, it is possible to try to do it, but as it stands, there is still a long way to go.

—-

The problem of the Mottola macaw team ended quickly, and just in time for the break, Ranko simply found his own manor property in New Zealand, and let the house-elves speed up the cleaning and then moved in with the two little ones with peace of mind.

Looking at the exaggerated size of the manor, Miss Carulin's face was numb.

"You'll find out later that money is the most vulgar thing."

Caroline wiped her face and thought, "Damn, if I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have beaten you up a long time ago."

Is this a human language?

How do you let those poor wizards who can't even afford robes live?

"I think that being poor can only be like this."

Ranko sighed.

Caroline: "...... Professor, do you have any misconceptions about poverty? ”

Ranko blinked quite innocently, with a smile in his eyes: "Okay, okay, what is Sister-in-law Liang doing so seriously." ”

"Let's go play, hehe, we've been shopping in New Zealand for the past two days."

The property given by the Malfoy family, as well as the fortune that Ranko himself saved, has more than tenfold in the past half century under Yin Li's management.

Coupled with Ranko's unique vision, this part of the assets is by no means limited to the wizarding world, and the Muggle world is also in his development ambition.

Buying a house is already the most normal operation in the world.

Satisfied, Professor Malfoy and his two sisters-in-law Liang officially started their two-day and one-night trip to Wellington.

In this city full of art, the strange aesthetic overlap between wizards and Muggles dazzled the two sisters-in-law, and even Professor Malfoy expressed a breathtaking thought when he discovered his few arts.

And on Monday, New Zealand's Mottola Macaw team also officially received a notice from the Ministry of Magic at this time.

From the phoenix breeder to the coach and captain, their faces are not very good-looking.

It wasn't until a blonde woman arrived with a burly man on behalf of the investor that the undercurrent slowly subsided in the blonde woman's thunderous tactics.

But it doesn't have much to do with Professor Malfoy anymore.

Back in Durmstrong, Ranko began to get busy with some arrangements for the Dark Arts class.

"Have you notified the person you were informed?"

Diongo nodded, telling the professor of the dark arts what he had done.

"Well done." Ranko complimented, "Let them eat the dog, hehe, if necessary, it's not impossible to add another fire to it."

Closing the plan, Ranko walked to the window and admired the wind and snow outside.

"Mr. Gustafsson, under what circumstances do you think a pure-blood family would perish?"

Diongo thought for a moment and said, "Legacy? ”

"That's right."

"When the inheritance of a family is decided, no longer continued, and becomes a part of history, this pure-blood family is truly ushered in its end."

Ranko turned to the side and looked at Diongo.

"The Gustavsson family has a huge roots, and it's hard to overturn it easily."

"But water can carry a boat, and it can sink a boat, right, Mr. Gustafsson."

Diongo was stunned, unable to connect the two for a moment, "But, the people who split up ......"

"Weak, right?" Lan Ke said, "That's exactly what happened, but if the clan is weak and the split family is strong, what will happen to it?" ”

Diongo: ......

Diongo: Fellow citizens, ask for yourselves.

I always felt that Professor Malfoy's laughter was so evil.

"What should I do?"

Well, although there is some rebellion, he is not against the disappearance of the Zong family in his heart.

It doesn't have much to do with me anyway. Diongo thought as he broke the jar.

"Don't do anything." Ranko nodded mysteriously and pulled a glass bottle out of his pocket.

Inside the glass bottle, the red blood swayed for a while, and it didn't look like it was coagulated at all.

"We just need our family master to be a sleeping beauty and get a good night's sleep."

When he woke up, it would be time for the Gustavsson family to change their surname.

Diongo shuddered and lowered his head.

He didn't hear anything, he didn't hear anything.

Ranko didn't do anything now, he shook the glass bottle and stuffed it into his pocket again.

"It's not the time yet."

As for when it was time, he didn't say.

The hectic dark arts class was going on in a hurry.

The students gradually kept up with Professor Malfoy, who was thinking out of the box and often liked to cause accidents, and was able to learn a lot of useful things in the dark arts course that turned into a battle royale from time to time.

For example, Dementors can even use dark magic to force them back.

Water spirits can slow down their movements as long as they drain their bodies of water.

Both the incantation and the incantation have a powerful ability to stop the spell, and they are the nemesis of some unsolvable spells.

Dark magic plants have a lot of fear of sunlight, and they are only at all.

Wait a minute.

All the students in the Black Arts course are happy and painful, and the happy things class usually ends early, as long as the task indicators can be completed.

The pain is that Professor Malfoy will never play his cards according to common sense, one second he is talking about the Patronus Charm, and the next second he releases magical beasts to bite people.

Thankfully, there have been no serious injuries so far.

Private incidents of dark magic injuries are also gradually decreasing, if not at all.

The reasons are...... All the students felt as if they had been stripped naked by the Dark Magic Professor's smile, and who had cast a curse on whom was visible to Professor Malfoy even after a week.

My Merlin, how the hell did Professor Malfoy see it?!

It's a mystery to this day.

And Professor Malfoy was not just a punishment, he had always disliked this method of disciplining his students.

Professor Malfoy took a different approach, giving each student a dark spell to play with.

If you don't want to experience the feeling of black magic smashing on someone else, this is what it feels like for you.

Well, the professor is very considerate :)

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