Chapter 255: Mind reading
The news of Voldemort's complete death failed to make waves in the wizarding world of Nuoda. In fact, there were not many people who knew that Voldemort was not completely dead before.
The representatives of the three schools who came from afar also left Hogwarts on the day of the end of the semester. Little did they know that just a few days ago, a famous Dark Lord had just fallen.
In fact, it is quite famous for Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, but the teachers and students of Kunlun Hall have never heard of such a person at all.
Not to mention Voldemort, even at the peak of Grindelwald, his minions could not reach the Asian side, let alone Voldemort.
It's like when Iger asked Zou Shu: "Have you heard of Voldemort?"
Old Master Zou: "What kind of devil do you subdue?"
"Voldemort!"
"Fuck what?"
"Voldemort!"
"What Earth Demon?"
Iger: "Forget it...don't talk about it..."
"Rich woman?"
"Fuck you"
This is probably the attitude of Eastern wizards towards Voldemort...
How many times can you be so arrogant? How many Death Eaters can you have?
The total number of wizards in the whole of Europe will add up to the number of Baba and a China, not to mention that China must come and pass a third brother...
That's a nation that's hanging up...
At that time, I'm afraid it won't be a dozen wizards riding a broom to let you see what a human flesh battery is...
Maybe some extreme wizard encountered on the road, saw everyone's beliefs were different, he was excited and shouted an ah **** and rushed up with a bang...
This is all impossible to say.
Alone and the enemy of the world, let alone Voldemort, even Iger and Grindelwald did not have this kind of courage.
"Iger...?"
On the first day of vacation, Harry hurried to Granger's house.
At this time, Harry had completely moved to No. 12 Grimmauld Place. After all, the Dursleys still did not leave too important traces in his heart, but Kreacher was very excited every day since Harry moved there. Often when the elves meet, they will loudly show off to the other elves how gentle the little master Harry is.
Then a group of elves ripped apart...
"What's the matter? You didn't go to the Burrow to find Ginny on the first day of the holiday, but instead ran to me early in the morning?" Iger brushed his teeth and mumbled sleepily, holding a water glass in his hand and squatting in the yard. Next to the flowerbed.
"I remember you said before, can you take me to see them?" Harry looked at Iger earnestly.
"Ah... That's right, I'll take you to see them?" Iger grinned.
"I'm serious Iger." Harry looked at Iger sincerely.
"To be honest, I really don't want to go to that kind of **** if it's not really necessary." Iger sighed softly: "After all, I haven't been there, so I'm not sure what will happen."
Harry sighed a little dejectedly, and squatted beside the flowerbed unhappy.
"Yoyoyo...Look at this disheartened little look..."
On the second floor of the next house, Elsa leaned out and looked at Harry, who was squatting beside Iger, amusingly: "What happened?"
"It's nothing, good morning Elsa, will you go back to teach at Hogwarts next year?" Harry raised his head and said hello to Elsa.
"Oh, of course." Elsa smiled, "Aren't you happy?"
Voldemort is dead, so naturally his curse has no effect. Iger killed Voldemort before the end of the semester, and Elsa passed the semester safely.
"I just hope I don't have to run back and forth..." Harry muttered softly.
"Yes." Aisha laughed: "The competition has shown me the strength of the warriors, so I think it's time to properly improve your actual combat ability against black magic, so next year I will increase the danger of your study. ."
"Thank you so much..."
Harry was humming away, seemingly not interested in what Elsa said.
"Okay, I'll take you there." Iger spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth: "But before that, I hope you can communicate with Sirius who is far away in China."
"Then Iger, can you..."
"Let Hedwig go, I'm not a messenger." Iger rolled his eyes.
If Iger's budget was Hedwig's speed, it would take at least a year and a half to fly back and forth to and from China, which was enough time for Harry to grow up for a while.
Immediately, he saw Harry leaning on the window and looking at Dolores in the corner of the room: "Dolores, can you help me translate for Huanghua?"
"???" Dolores looked up at Harry suspiciously.
What is this fool talking about?
"Don't think about it..." Iger sneered: "Your Parseltongue ability has disappeared with the disappearance of Voldemort's soul. If you want to talk about Parseltongue, you have to learn it now..."
"I'm sorry to hear you say that..." Harry muttered in despair, "That may be the only shining point in Voldemort..."
"In fact, aside from arrogance and conceit, Voldemort has all the advantages, really." Iger smiled: "At least his grades in school were beyond your reach, and he was still a prefect, and he even became a male. The student council president, the women who fascinated him in his youth are countless."
"Really?" Harry looked at Iger dumbfounded.
"And he's still a handsome guy. You can refer to Cedric for the specific image." Iger squeezed his index finger and thumb tightly together: "It's just a little worse than me..."
Harry pouted, aside from narcissism, Iger was actually quite handsome, which made him unable to refute.
"But it doesn't matter." Iger patted Harry on the shoulder: "You look much better than us when you dress as a woman. When God closes a door for you, he will definitely open a window for you."
"You don't get me excited at all for comforting me..." Harry sighed, suddenly feeling that he looked a little useless in comparison: "And I believe in Merlin..."
Harry left after all, and Iger could probably imagine where his next stop was, but there was probably nowhere else but Dumbledore's office because there was also a phoenix there.
"Iger, I have an idea..." Hermione stuck her head out of the room, she had just been listening to the conversation between the two: "Are you going to the world of the dead?"
"That's right. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Iger spread his hands.
"You know, I'm thinking..." Hermione organized the wording: "Is it possible to bring people back from the world of the dead?"
"It's a good question, I haven't thought about it." Iger spread his hands: "But I think that when every member of the Department of Mysteries has an invisibility cloak, if it can be done, they must have done it long ago."
"But they're not your Iger, they don't have your exaggerated magic power, I mean..." Hermione thought for a while: "Why not try it? Harry has been an orphan for more than ten years, and Iger you... "
"What happened to me? I can be sure that the souls of my parents are definitely not in the world of the dead." Iger shook his head.
"I…"
"You can't go!"
Hermione puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.
Do you have mind reading skills?