Quellinas Chilo was not the first to be played by Klein to vomit blood, and certainly not the last.

    "After waking up", looking at Chilo''s extremely distorted face, but trying to pretend that nothing had happened, he thought the game was more interesting than he thought.

    "That''s nice."

    Klein sighed to himself.

    When you think about it, keeping Voldemort seems more meaningful than getting rid of Voldemort.

    Although the old snake has no nose, it can jump up and down to attract the eyes of the outside world for him, and even meet his unknown evil taste at some time

    What a perfect tool man!

    "Professor Chilo, what about the research results and why are you so ugly?"

    If the performance has a level, Klein must be a master of the full level. While silently praising Voldemort in his heart, he looked innocently at the bloodless Chilo. He was like an innocent baby, and his eyes were full of surprise.

    "No... nothing."

    Chilo painfully closed his eyes, tried not to look at the face that killed thousands of knives, and tried to resist the urge to spit blood. He took a deep breath and raised his finger to the door.

    "I''ll talk about the research results later. Today... Let''s come here first. I''m tired."

    The pain of tearing the soul and reconnecting is self-evident. What supports him from falling and whining is his absolute loyalty to Voldemort.

    A careless move will lose the game.

    Now he must not reveal flaws and arouse the suspicion of the man behind Klein!

    "Well, it''s nice to talk to you tonight, Professor Chilo. Good night ~"

    Reluctantly shrugged, Klein deliberately lengthened his tone and walked out of the office where Chilo scattered the spell with regret.

    "Bang!"

    Looking back at the heavily closed wooden door, he tilted his mouth slightly and walked briskly back to the snake yard dormitory.

    ......

    As a professor, quellinas Chilo didn''t get much dust sores, and the other professors didn''t have time to substitute, so Hufflepuff''s "defense against the dark arts" class on Thursday was postponed to Saturday morning.

    Knowing that we can''t sleep in during the holidays, the freshmen''s reaction summed up as "Qi, shaking and cold".

    (trembling with anger, cold sweat on hot days, cold hands and feet, can Hogwarts get better? How can we live in badger yard to satisfy you? Tears are running down. The castle is full of oppression against Hufflepuff. When can Hufflepuff really stand up?)

    But all this has nothing to do with Klein.

    Now he is standing on the viaduct in front of the castle with Dumbledore, waiting for the arrival of the "Merlin Jazz regiment".

    "Klein, I''m sorry about your first flight class."

    Had it not been for the arrival of the Merlin jazz, Klein would have stood on the grass waiting for class like other Slytherin students.

    however......

    Dumbledore did not seem to find any regret in each other''s face.

    "It''s all right. It''s best."

    Klein didn''t expect anything about "flying class". He had many better flying methods than broomsticks.

    Rather, the Merlin Jazz came at a good time~

    "Hey, law!"

    The magicians were as punctual as they thought. At about 8:55, Klein and Dumbledore saw a huge carriage pulled by Tianma in the distant sky. When the neighing of Tianma came to their ears, it was exactly 9:00.

    "Da Da..."

    Four tall white Pegasus landed on the viaduct in front of Hogwarts castle and trotted all the way to Klein and Dumbledore.

    On the huge carriage decorated with pure copper and secret silver, there is a golden "m" composed of several magic wands.

    That''s the logo of the Merlin jazz.

    "Click."

    The magic lock on the door was slowly unlocked, like a shy rose blooming its petals, the lower ladder automatically fell, and a white head poked out.

    "Are you there?"

    The old man in dark green robes muttered and bent out of the carriage.

    "Nix Wright, master of herbalism."

    Dumbledore whispered to Klein.

    The Knicks was only the first. In the next few minutes, Klein saw experts and masters in all fields of the world.

    Yafei Thompson, wood Phoenix, UN Angelus, Phila Hope, James White, Alberto Hank, these people were the ones he had to win over or get rid of when he was an emperor in his last life!

    and......

    Seven?

    In order to investigate him, the "Merlin regiment" sent seven people?

    Even taking care of Dumbledore''s face is incredible.

    You know, all the members of the "jazz group" are masters and leaders in a certain field. If they have a strange temper, they don''t say it. Everyone is very proud. At ordinary times, we are either engaged in research or on the way to research. There is no spare time to pay attention to things unrelated to research.

    Now the seven masters are gathered together. The gorgeous lineup is about to catch up with some small magic summits.

    "Ha ha, Dumbledore, my old friend, this is Klein."

    The two sides met and exchanged greetings without nutrition. Alberto, the current president of St. Mungo magic injury hospital Hank soon went straight to the subject and focused on Klein.

    The more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

    No way. Even without mentioning magic talent, Klein''s "appearance" is really better.

    Who doesn''t like this person with ordinary powder carving and jade carving~

    "Hello, gentlemen and ladies. I''m Klein, Klein Greenwald."

    Although I don''t quite understand why the "master healer" Alberto Hank looked at his eyes so gently, but Klein still suppressed his doubts and bowed respectfully to the people.

    "Hum."

    There will be light and darkness in the world. There are people like Klein like Alberto, and there must be people like Phila Hope doesn''t like Klein like this.

    Of course, the 86 year old lady did not have any opinion of Klein herself, but she hated the surname.

    Greendevo.

    Once hurt her family and the whole European family name!

    When she received Dumbledore''s letter and saw the words of the descendant of the grindworth family, she blew her hair. The Merlin Jazz are now going to welcome a Greenwald?

    She will never allow it!

    Phila Hope has a deep prejudice against Klein, and the others are no better.

    In fact, all the masters except Alberto were looking at what Dumbledore called "the most gifted young man" in his letter, Klein Greendevo.

    Like.

    It''s so similar.

    Those eyes and blond hair are like Garrett Greendevo carved it out of a mold.

    however.......

    The child''s eyes are very clear, not as rebellious as the "Dark Lord" in those days.

    Aware of this, the masters'' expressions unconsciously softened a lot.

    "Welcome to Hogwarts!"

    Pretending not to know the different thoughts in the hearts of those old friends, Dumbledore smiled and warmly opened his arms.