Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"But it is indeed a good idea. Qilin hates the smell of black magic." Audrey Simic said with a smile, "But... you have to know that among all the candidates, you are not the only one who thought of using this kind of little magic. The wizard of means."

"Oh? This?" Nathaniel Calhoun quickly rolled up his sleeves, gave Audrey Simic a look, and then quickly put them down, "This is just a simple membership badge. You must have heard about the 'secret society' that suddenly appeared and became popular recently."

"Have you joined?" Audrey Simic asked directly, "Oh, my old friend, I never thought that you would still have a young heart at such an old age to join some weird secret society."

"It's not some weird secret society, it's" Nathaniel Calhoun paused and whispered, "Voldemort."

"." Audrey Simic did not answer, but raised her eyebrows with an expression that was true.

"What did you give up?" Audrey Simic asked, "or what did you gain?"

"It's just a simple deal." Nathaniel Calhoun said lightly, "He wants to become the new president of the International Federation of Magic. Obviously, just like Grindelwald, he seems to want to take advantage of This identity summons wizards and gathers strength to fight... Haha, you know."

Nathaniel Calhoun did not dare to call out Tiera's name, just as the wizards of the British Ministry of Magic did not dare to call out Voldemort's name.

Both humans and wizards have always been afraid of things they don't understand, or things that exceed their imagination.

"Uh-huh." Audrey Simic nodded and took a sip of her wine. "In the short term, we don't have to worry about sitting in that hot seat. In the long term, it can keep them busy with each other. So they can’t take care of us small fish and shrimps.”

"So, Nathaniel, what's the purpose of telling me this news? Just to let us relax a little bit?" Audrey Simic's beautiful emerald eyes flashed with strange ripples, as if they were following her. The turquoise water is rippling in the wind, and it seems that you will fall deeply into it if you just take a look at it.

"Ding--"

Nathaniel Calhoun tapped the rim of his wine glass lightly, making a crisp sound, "Oh, Audrey, my old friend, these little tricks are of no use to me."

"Okay, okay, it's always worth a try." Audrey Simic was exposed and didn't show any anger. She just shrugged boredly, "I have to make sure that the person I'm talking to now is my old buddy. , or a puppet controlled by Legilimency."

"Okay, Nathaniel, tell me, why did your secret society leader ask you to contact me?" Audrey Simic straightened her expression and said, then turned back lightly. , leading Nathaniel Calhoun to a balcony covered by a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

"No, it's not about the Dark Lord, but" Nathaniel Calhoun paused and said, "but I want you to help me remove this on my arm."

He hesitantly revealed the Dark Lord's mark on his arm.

"Do you regret it?" Audrey Simic didn't ask any further questions, stretched out her hand and pinched Nathaniel Calhoun's left arm, and covered the Dark Lord's mark with her other hand, seeming to be quietly Feeling something.

"It's not difficult to get rid of it. I even believe that there are many professional curse breakers in your Norwegian Magic Association who can do it, but you want to get rid of it without alerting the Dark Lord. Haha" Audrey Simich's following words He didn't say it all, but the meaning was very clear. Looking up at Nathaniel Calhoun, his eyes seemed to say: Just ask for your blessings.

"Alas" Nathaniel Calhoun scratched his brown curly hair, which had begun to become somewhat thinning, and sighed in distress, "His reputation is not very good."

"Of course I heard about it, but he doesn't look like our great leader at all." Audrey Simic said happily and nostalgically, "I still remember when we were part of that great team, we conquered Every inch of Europe until"

"Yes. He is nothing like our great leader." Nathaniel Calhoun said bitterly, putting down his sleeves and drinking the wine in the glass. "Our great leader will never look back. coming."

"But..." Audrey Simic's emerald green eyes flashed, "I heard that the one who occupies Hogwarts is our new leader."

"What? Him? Where did you hear such ridiculous remarks?" Nathaniel Calhoun asked in shock.

"Wenda Rosier." Audrey Simic said lightly.

"What? Luo, Miss Rosier? What about her? What did she say?"

"It doesn't matter what she said. According to reliable information, the German Ministry of Magic will sign a joint agreement next month to form the Anglo-German Magical Alliance with the British Magical Federation. Tsk." Audrey Simic clicked her tongue disdainfully. , "That idiot Cornelius Fudge will serve as General Secretary of the Anglo-German Magical Alliance."

"And our old friend, Kraft, also came to Seville from Germany half a month ago. He talked with the people at the Royal Manor on and off for more than half a month, and also consulted us. The opinions of these honorary elders.”

"Is Miss Rosier determined to follow the one who occupies Hogwarts?" Nathaniel Calhoun asked in shock, "Is she sincere? Or is she being controlled?"

"I can't see any trace of being controlled," Audrey Simic said. "Before coming here, I went to Germany to meet Miss Rosier. You haven't seen her like she is now, have you?"

"What does she look like now?" Nathaniel Calhoun asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"She has regained her youth." Audrey Simic's emerald green eyes flashed with yearning and strange light, "It's not like me who used magic to delay aging, but she completely got rid of the constraints of time. "

"You can't see any trace of control?" Nathaniel Calhoun almost growled.

"Her oath has not changed." Audrey Simic casually placed the wine glass on the edge of the window sill, stretched out her hand, and showed her wrist to Nathaniel Calhoun.

On his green-white wrist, there was a gold-blue bracelet, but in the eyes of Nathaniel Calhoun, the dreamy and beautiful bracelet was a beautiful ring burning with blue flames.

"Oath! The oath has been activated!" Nathaniel Calhoun said in surprise, "The great leader is really back!"