Chapter 517
"Partnership?" Katerina repeated, then shook her head.
"To be precise, it should be mutual use. He has his purpose, and I have my needs."
Needs?
The boy's eyes suddenly became strange, and a series of scenes that were not suitable for children flashed through his mind.
It's not that he is a little trainwreck, but Tom has a criminal record.
Didn't he cheat the locket of Slytherin and the gold cup of Hufflepuff from an eighty-year-old lady by seducing her?
In the end, he gave the old lady away without any martial ethics.
Katerina didn't notice Wayne's eyes, but talked to herself.
Otherwise, even if she couldn't beat her, she would definitely fight with Wayne.
"I am a person who has lived through that era and have been exposed to those ideas. I think that is what the magic world should be like. I even transformed into a Muggle like Mr. Riddle and studied in the university for a period of time."
"Do you really think he is that kind of person?" Wayne said in surprise: "Don't tell me you can't see through his purpose. He just uses this method to achieve his ambitions. You are all his tools."
"So what if you see it?" Katerina continued without any emotion: "It is impossible to do it with my power alone. Only wizards like you, Dumbledore and Grindelwald can change the world. "
"Doesn't he want to be the one and only supreme being? As long as the corrupt Ministry of Magic can be overthrown, it is not unacceptable to have another monarch."
"As long as his needs can be met, he can also protect us from the wind and rain."
"Mr. Riddle also knows my purpose and has made his own promise."
Wayne understood her idea, but what is this, a constitutional monarchy version of the sickle and hammer?
"Lawrence, I have said everything I should say. You can do whatever you want to me, but please don't affect others. They don't know about my deal with Mr. Riddle."
"Are those pure bloods still mining?" Wayne suddenly asked.
Katerina hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Many died. He felt the pressure from you, and used the blood of wizards to complete a kind of black magic to make his body develop rapidly."
"But the pure-blood family is deeply rooted, and they still have connections with people abroad. Especially your ideas and actions, many countries have been dissatisfied with you, right?"
"Katerina, now without Tom, how long do you think you can last?"
Katerina lowered her head and was silent for a long time before looking at the boy, "Lawrence, what do you want to say?"
"You can accept Tom above you, so it's no different for me, right?" Wayne adjusted his sitting position, supported his knees and said calmly, "You know me well, and you know that I have never had any good feelings for those pure-blood nobles."
"I can keep your existing achievements, and even continue to expandZhang, but don't be too extreme, just let them know that they have nothing to be proud of. "
"What are the conditions?" Katerina's eyes flashed with surprise, but she still pretended to be calm.
"Some specialties, and some labor." Wayne smiled and said, "I have been coveting the resources of that snowfield for a long time, and I need you to allocate some wizards to develop for me."
"In addition, Costolis has opened alchemy courses, focusing on materials science. It can be said that half of your wizards in the future will work for me and become my raw material supplier and processing plant."
"I will pay a reasonable salary and not let you pay for nothing. ”
The resources in the British Isles are so poor that Wayne feels shabby. There is not even a suitable place to raise dragons, let alone rare raw materials.
The situation in the bear is just the opposite. More than 80% of the country is a Jedi where humans can hardly survive. No one can tell how many good things are buried underground.
The capitalist blood in his body began to stir again. Wouldn’t it be a big loss if he didn’t exploit it?
As for Costolis’s reform requirements, the purpose is also to train a group of qualified processing workers who can perform simple rough processing on materials, which can save him a lot of time.
In today’s magic world, alchemy is still too luxurious for ordinary wizards.
He is ready to reverse this situation and make alchemy popular.
Without any surprise, Katerina has no choice but to accept this path.
That afternoon, Wayne visited the wealth he had plundered from the pure-blood nobles before, and after selecting the ones he was interested in and returned with a full load.
For the next few days, Wayne did nothing. He let Crouch and others deal with the outside world, and he spent a leisurely holiday with the girls.
Although he was still thinking about the prophecy and felt a little stressed, he could only work well after a good rest, so one or two days was not a big deal.
On the last day, he came to the Hog's Head Bar. Under the Nirvana Holy Flame of the Phoenix King, Ariana easily recovered her body.
But Dumbledore and others were worried about What worries me is that a new Obscurus is brewing in her body.
The Obscurus is born from the magic of despair, and the magic is determined by the spirit and soul of the person, which has nothing to do with the body.
Although Ariana is now a sunny and cheerful girl, her overall magic is biased towards darkness. According to Wayne's estimation, her talent for dark magic has reached SS level, and the others are at least level 5.
As expected of Dumbledore, he is a very good person.
"Professor, there is no need to be sad." Wayne smiled and comforted.
"Ariana's magic is very strong, and the Obscurus will probably take shape soon." After Dumbledore carefully felt it, his expression became more solemn.
"Voldemort can control it, can't you and Grindelwald work out a solution?" Wayne said easily, rubbing Ariana's little head: "Let it go"If they can't do it, I'm still your brother. I'm just a mere Obscurus."
"Yeah." The little girl nodded vigorously and smiled brightly.
Ariana now believes in Wayne unconditionally. He can even bring her back to life. What else is there to be afraid of?
"I will help, Dumbledore." Grindelwald hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "I also knew a lot about Obscurus back then, and Voldemort also gave me a lot of inspiration."
Aberforth snorted coldly, but did not confront him. No one could deny Grindelwald's attainments in black magic.
"Finish my business first." Wayne reminded.
Grindelwald's mouth twitched fiercely, "Do you like the house of the Institute of Magic so much?"
"That's warm jade. It's a waste for them to use it. I'm heartbroken." Wayne said with great pain, "This kind of good thing must be destined for me. I just take back my property. ”
“You are a noble boy, but you are just a robber.” Grindelwald couldn’t help but complain.
The young man sneered, “What do you think the British nobles are? They all started out as robbers.”
“The so-called gentlemanly manners are just for show. The benefits you get are the real money.”
Grindelwald was speechless.
“Are you going or not? If not, I’ll let Dumbledore go. He has nothing to do recently anyway.”
“Forget it, I’ll go by myself in a few days.” Grindelwald said depressedly. It would be better to do it himself than to take the blame with his identity. At least he could vent his negative emotions.
Aberforth quietly gave Wayne a thumbs up.
He just liked to see Grindelwald get humiliated.
“By the way, Ariana, what grade are you going to start? "Wayne looked at the little girl.
Ariana tilted her head, "Fifth grade, right?"
"Can you keep up with the progress?" Wayne knew that she was only fourteen years old this year, and should have started from the third or fourth grade, but he didn't expect that she would directly choose the fifth grade.
"I have been teaching Ariana magic." Aberforth said, "It should be no problem to cope with the fifth grade studies, Wayne, please take care of her more at school."
"Well, no problem, I will take her back for the sorting ceremony first, and buy the wand and textbooks tomorrow."
When Wayne returned to the castle with the excited and nervous Ariana, the little wizards who had returned home had just arrived at the hall.
Seeing him appear with a girl they had never seen before, many people looked curious.
"Professor McGonagall, please go to the office and bring the sorting hat over. "Wayne came to the guest of honor and said.
Professor McGonagall nodded, smiled at Ariana, and then stood up and left.
Wayne let her sit next to him to eat.
When Professor McGonagall came back with the familiar high stool and the fancy sorting hat, he stood up and introduced everyone: []
"This is Ariana Percival, a new transfer student, fifth grade, who will now serveShe held a sorting ceremony. No matter which house she was sorted into, I hope everyone will take care of the new student and let her catch up with the teaching progress as soon as possible. "
Ariana stood up shyly and bowed slightly to everyone.
It was her own request to enter the school under a pseudonym. Ariana didn't want to attract too much attention because she was Dumbledore's sister.
Besides, the age difference between the two was too big, which could easily make people suspicious and expose Wayne's secret.
Although she was young, Ariana was now wary of any outsiders.
The students and professors also gave a welcome applause, and at the same time felt novel.
For so many years, they had never heard of any transfer students in Hogwarts.
"Ariana, this way." Professor McGonagall waved to her, and Ariana trotted to the high stool and sat on it.
When the sorting hat touched her blonde hair, it announced the name of the house.
"Gryffindor! "
The little lions of Gryffindor clapped their hands on the table excitedly, and some boys made strange noises, such as the two conspicuous twins.
Ariana put down her hat, thanked Professor McGonagall, and walked to the long table of Gryffindor, where Hermione kept waving at her.
Of course, Hermione knew her true identity, and having a familiar person around made Ariana relax a lot.
"There is still an empty bed in our dormitory, Ariana, do you want to stay in a single room, or stay with us?"
"Together is fine."
"The little girl smiled sweetly.
Wayne seemed a little insane.
Fifth grade, transfer student, and particularly good at black magic...
Why is this painting so familiar?
Shaking his head, Wayne gathered his thoughts and waited until Gryffindor calmed down and the food on the plate was cleared before he spoke.
"The holiday is over, and there is no threat from the outside world that can interfere with you. Please review seriously from now on. In another week, it will be the midterm exam of this semester."
All of a sudden, countless people fell from heaven to hell.
Exam?
They have been having fun these days, so how can they remember any exams!.