If the boy who survived the disaster died that night, Nahera, as a member of the Lestranger family, would definitely be able to enjoy the delicious and spicy food by the Dark King as a member of the Lestranger family, beside Bellatrix and Rodolphs.

Anyway, it will definitely be better than the black and white things that are not pleasing to you now!

The Black Demon King has no need to rely on the collapse of the Black Demon King. The White Demon King doesn’t trust him and his life is almost impossible to survive.

Hera returned to his position, but found that his "good friend" Qilu had already come to the side of the damn "savior". He took the butter beer on the table in depressed mood and took a sip of it.

So Hera was very angry and took about ten minutes to drink his butter beer.

Finally Harry Potter left, and Quirrell returned to his position in a little disappointed manner.

"Haha, so interested in that 'boy who survived the disaster'!?" Hera's tone was a little sarcastic. He was not afraid that Quirou would go out and talk nonsense. Even if Quirou wanted to say it out, no one had the patience to listen to his stuttering look.

Besides, what can I do if I say it out?

Anyway, my surname is my biggest label, and I was labeled as a black wizard as soon as I was born.

No matter what you say or do, you cannot reverse the magic world's view of yourself.

Prejudice is really a mountain.

Kilow raised his eyebrows, gently protected the turban on his head with one hand, lowered the volume and asked, "Hera, do you hate Harry Potter?"

"Why don't you hate it? If it weren't for him, the black demon... Forget it, nothing." Hera sighed, realizing that he almost missed it, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Quirrell didn't speak anymore, his expression was a bit strange. He probably just looked through the trash can and didn't even get a plastic bottle.

"Oh, Quirinas, you can play by yourself, I'll go back first."

A wonderful day ends with meeting Harry Potter.

Qiluo looked at Hera who was upstairs sadly, and his heart was mixed. The hideous face on the back of his head was also a little complicated and entangled.

"Hera Lestrange...is Bella's..."

Qiluo sat down below for a while and went upstairs. After hesitating, hesitated but still didn't knock on Hera's door and returned to his room.

Untie the scarf, and the face on the back of the head said in a sharp voice:

"Let me talk to him...face-to-face..."

"Master, your physical strength has not yet recovered!"

"I still have this strength..."

Qiluo trembled and wrapped her headscarf around her, then resolutely walked towards Hera's room.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"Hera, I want to tell you something." Quirrell's voice became cold and resolute, completely different from his usual kind and timid appearance.

Hera opened the door with a strange look on his face, and Kiro squeezed into the room without saying a word.

He casually cast several tests, protective magic, and whispered to the door bolt and sang some unknown spells.

"Quinus, what's wrong with this? I'm in my mood now..." Hera sat on the bed and looked at Qilu, who was cautious and overthinking.

"Hera, I think there are some things that need to be told to you." Qiluo's voice was firm and a little crazy. Hera couldn't help but raise his eyelids and glance at Qiluo. This was a bit like when Qiluo was in school.

"Hmm? What do you want me to do for you?" Hera frowned. There was something wrong with Qilu in front of him, very wrong!

"Enough, I'll talk to him..."

Hera was in horror and heard a voice talking, which seemed to be coming from Quirrell's own body, and Quirrell's lips did not move at all.

"Hey! Two people...but they need to add money!"

“…”

Qilu's words were interrupted by Hera, his face turned red, and his hands reached into his pocket again, as if he wanted to take out his wand to release a evil curse at Hera, interrupting his dirty thoughts.

"Child...the children of the Lestrange family...Qillow, you fool, let me talk to him face to face..."

"Yes, master." Qiluo responded in a low voice, approaching Hera's direction.

Hera's hand had reached into his pocket and held the wand tightly. The situation in front of him was obviously a bit beyond his expectations. He thought that Kiro was a harmless soft cock, but he didn't expect that he would awaken his bloodline!

And it is also a very difficult two-faced human bloodline.

It is said that a two-faced man can cast spells at the same time. Although the total amount of magic is still the same person, his combat power has simply evolved from a pistol to an assault rifle!

Hera, who has only seen this bloodline in the forbidden book area of ​​Hogwarts, did not expect that the ancestors of the Quirrell family would have such a talented person, and both faced people could go...

Generally speaking, the two faces of a two-faced person should be equal, but why does Quirreau look like he becomes the servant of the face behind him!?

What a strange thing!

But none of these has any effect. If Chilo can show Hera his biggest secret, either to take Hera to do something dangerous, or...

Either he just dislikes Hera too much and wants to kill Hera.

"Child...let me see you...you idiot...be closer..." The face said in a kind tone as he tried his best, but the harsh voice was really hard to make people feel good about it.

"Are you..." Hera was ready to wash his face with a set of spells, from the most basic "legs are stopped and frozen" to "Avada".

Spell machine gun, fire!!!

(Please bring it in automatically: "Second Battalion Commander, you fuck me!")

"Voldemort...Dark King...Mysterious Man...Everyone has always called me that..." The face said in a hoarse and low voice, but obviously I didn't want to delve into this topic, and the topic changed:

"The Lesterrange family... used to be my most loyal friend... I have always admired it very much... being plotted by Dumbledore... After losing power that night... I was forced to become what I am now... I will definitely make a comeback... Let Dumbledore regret everything he did... child... want to witness a brilliant future with his own eyes?"

The face tried its best to bewitch Hera, but his appearance was really inconvincing.

A 'village bully' is still thinking about fighting with the 'economic tycoon'!?

Too naive!

However, even so, this village bully can still bully Hera, the "unusual" wizard.

"Think!" Hera's hand holding the wand had not yet released, so he naturally would not believe the one-sided words of this face.

It's just that he's scared...

Hera doesn't think he can resist Quirrell and a "battle loss version of Voldemort".

And Voldemort's last words were not a win over!?

That is clearly a threat. Once Hera disagrees, he will use violent means.
Chapter completed!