"Koben Yaxley, do you... have any questions about the decision I made?"

The skeleton's mouth, composed of black mist, opened and closed, and said the name of the person who questioned the little dwarf Peter.

Suddenly, everyone sitting here couldn't help but tremble. They knelt on the ground in panic and pressed their heads deep on the ground.

"Master Dark Lord!"

"You are back! That's great!"

"We've been waiting for you!"

"Your servant is always waiting for your return!"

The Death Eater named Coban Yaxley also said in fear.

"No, without a master, I dare not question your orders. What you said is what I want to do."

There is no need for the black fog skeleton statue to exist for how long it will continue to dissipate after it emerges from the bones.

"You...all of you...all do what Peter said...!"

The skeleton finally completely disappeared, and no one sitting here this time doubted the identity of Petr, and some even recognized him.

"You are, that friend of James Porter, the little dwarf Peter who was said to have been killed by Black for fourteen years ago!"

After calling out Peter's identity, everyone else recognized who the witch, who was chosen as the agent by the Dark King, looked like a fat rat.

Although Peter is dead in the magic world, he also won the honor of the first-class Medal of the Sir Merlin after his death for his false deeds of resisting the "Death Eater" Sirius Black's killing of all directions.

It was also on the front page of the Prophet Daily that year. Even recently, it was mentioned by many news newspapers due to Sirius' escape, and once again entered the public's vision.

"Are you a Death Eater? That Black who escaped from prison..."

Peter smiled proudly. He was not very good-looking, and it made people feel even more disgusting when he smiled.

"That's right, I was actually me who helped the master find Potter's place, and I was also me who kept the secret of the Potter family's loyalty curse. That idiot Blake just took the blame for me. That stupid dog thought he had killed me, but in fact I've been alive!"

Everyone in the whole room called him a villain in his heart, but everyone laughed with him.

Now, no one wants to go against Peter's "Saint-Self-Zhenglong" at this time, and none of them are good birds.

After confirming that Peter was justified, Malfoy looked at everyone and said coldly.

"Now you should all know what I want you to do with Kim Garon? As long as Lord Dark King can make a comeback and lead us to rule the magic world again, what are the losses we have today?

John, the self-righteous German guy, really thought he would have played around with us?

That idiot Fudge really thought he could take over the power of the entire Ministry of Magic?

All of them will pay for what they do today!

And after we help Lord Dark King regain his power, it is time for them to pay their blood debts and blood!”

Every Death Eater said gritting his teeth

"Let them pay their blood debts and pay them back!"

"Let Mr. Peter tell us about our next plan."

Malfoy handed over the dominance of the banquet to Peter.

Peter smiled sinisterly and showed his two protruding large teeth and said loudly.

"This plan is called the Dark King's Resurrection Plan!"

......

It has been raining recently in the Scottish Highlands where Hogwarts is located.

The rain didn't fall heavily afterwards, but it didn't mean to stop for a week.

Lynn leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the "rattle" rain outside the library window, thinking in his heart that this should be the last warmth of autumn in Britain. Later, if something falls from the sky, it will only be snow.

"The most deadly weapon for werewolf in the legend of Muggle is silver, but in fact it is not the case. werewolf is not afraid of silver. Their real weakness is..."

Hermione sat opposite Lynn, now writing the homework assigned by Snape, and obviously she was having trouble.

"It's the throat. The throat area under the chin is the most important part of the werewolf's skin on the whole body. There are almost no thick, long and tough rigid body hair, but short soft hairs that cannot stop the entry of the silver knife. The werewolf's carotid artery is almost exactly the same as that of humans, so using magic or sharp blades to cut their carotid artery is the best choice for skilled knife-hand wizards."

Lynn whispered to her what to write later, while Hermione wrote all the things Lynn said on her homework.

It has been almost a week since Lynn recovered from his emotions.

After his sentiment returned to normal, he was of course speechless about what he did in a "reason" state (he rolled three times in the quilt and rolled on the bed).

If he had such a situation a few more times, then he, the president of the student union, would not have the shame to stay in Hogwarts, and he would just die in the community and become a monk.

Pure reason is actually a very terrible state. Facts have proved that if a person is really shameless, he can really be invincible in the world.

Neither Hermione nor Lynn mentioned what happened before, and the two of them were still in the same state of getting along as if nothing had happened.

After all, Lynn was in a wrong state at that time, and Hermione might have been inspired, otherwise what else could it be?

Could it be that Lin En said sorry that you were suffering from the loss and I would kiss you back and make up for it?

But although everyone thought nothing had happened, in fact, things still happened. At least a subtle change in their moods, but this change needs to slowly ferment and no one has expressed it.

"I can bet you that your homework for the black magic defense class is absolutely in vain. Professor Snape has just given you a few days of defense class, and he will not be the professor position in the future. When Professor Lupin comes back from recuperation, he will definitely not admit the homework assigned by Professor Snape."

Lynn said softly to Hermione, who was rolling up parchment paper, bored.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"What's the point of saying it's use after I've finished writing it?"

"Who made you so active? I promise Harry and the others are definitely not writing a single letter now."

Speaking of Harry, Hermione's face suddenly became a little worried.

"Harry has been depressed since the last Quidditch game, as if he had something to do, and Ron and I asked him not to say anything."

"Didn't his flying broom be smashed by Liu? Maybe it's because of this?"

"No, I feel that not only that, he must have something to hide from us. Otherwise, you have time to ask him?"

Lin Neng raised his head, his face a little confused.

"Why do you ask him? Are you not his best friends?"
Chapter completed!