Chapter 321

"I haven't smoked any cigarettes except these."

"I haven't drunk anything except these two bottles."

It's like every man defending himself after doing something wrong.

"I haven't killed anyone except these two."

Gellert swore, his eyes were very sincere.

"Alas."

He sighed and Dumbledore rubbed his temples.

"Do you know him, or who they are?"

"Who?"

Hearing the speech, Garrett reacted, and his eyes were more serious.

The two sneaky people, who called to find "Mr. g", obviously wanted to plot against us. He had to ask carefully.

"Voldemort, and his party buddy crouch, Jr."

Dumbledore said two names.

"Voldemort?"

Garrett repeated it carefully, and suddenly showed a disdainful sneer.

"The arrogant generation who tries to overwhelm order with personal power under the banner of pure blood supremacy?"

The early "Dark Lord" made no secret of his contempt.

"It was him."

"Well, that's him."

Dumbledore looked at Garrett, puzzled.

"So, between you and Voldemort..."

Two generations of the "Dark Lord" fought silently. If he didn't have a Horcrux in his hand, even he wouldn't know what had happened.

"There's nothing between me and Voldemort!

He came to attack me, and I solved him easily. If you don't come, I don't know who that strange ghost is. "

Somehow, Garrett always felt that there was something wrong with the current atmosphere.

However, it was all gray haired people, so he didn't take it too seriously and answered truthfully.

"Well."

Hearing the speech, Dumbledore fell into meditation.

He always feels that some important information has been omitted.

"But..."

Suddenly, gattler's conversation turned.

"Voldemort may have run for little Klein."

Dumbledore's heart burst when he heard a name.

"Who?"

"Little Klein, Klein Greenwald."

Anyway, that's all. Garrett didn't want to hide it.

With a careless tilt of his head, he deliberately accentuated the word "Greenwald".

"Why do you say that?"

Voldemort is going to fight Klein?

It doesn't make sense.

Dumbledore became more and more confused.

Normally, Voldemort should not know that Klein and "Soren" and "green clay" are a talent pair.

"Leave this alone, I just know..."

Garrett waved his hand, as if he suddenly thought of something, and the conversation turned.

"By the way, you have taken care of our children these years, but from now on, I will be his guardian!"

Not to discuss, but to inform.

He decided to take back Klein's custody from Dumbledore!

Huh?

How does it feel strange

"Ha ha."

Dumbledore smiled, quite strangely.

"What?"

Garrett smiled too, but there was no smile in his eyes.

For him, it was not impossible to fight Dumbledore again on the ownership of Klein.

"Nothing... Just, do you know the child?"

That's enough. Dumbledore's face contracted.

"What do you think I left here for?"

Gellert counted carefully.

"Whether it's the Quidditch World Cup or the" three strong competition ", I haven't lost every game. I've cut and saved all the reports about little Klein. "

“.......”

Dumbledore was speechless.

That's it?

"Huh?"

Seeing that Dumbledore's expression seemed strange, Garrett stared at each other deeply.

"Oh, nothing, nothing."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Dumbledore felt that it would be better not to let Garrett know Klein's true face - otherwise the two "greenworth" would come together and point out what demon to make!

"In a word, after the" three strong competition ", I will recognize Klein as a grindevo. I hope you don't stop me."

Garrett smiled.

He didn't tell Dumbledore the whole truth.

At least, Mr. G's identity should be kept confidential for the time being.

......

"So who are you going to the ball with?"

"Hibiscus Delacour."

"The busbarton girl?"

"Yes."

After a conversation in which Klein seemed to have no nutrition, he could finally continue to eat breakfast.

But Draco, they're not calm.

lotus. Delacour?

How could it be Hibiscus Dracula!

"I said," are you very idle? It doesn't matter to anyone. "

Draco, they've been winking around and bothering Klein a little.

"Instead of focusing on such a place, you might as well review the contents of the" ordinary wizard level examination ". You will have to go to the examination room by this time next year, won't you?"

"Oh, don't be so disappointed. Let's talk about next year!"

Draco grimaced as if to forget Klein's words - what's more important now than the upcoming Christmas ball?

"But boss Klein, how could you choose Furong Delacour?"

"Yes, before, the hottest candidates for your partner were pansy and Granger of Gryffindor. How did you mix with foreign students in the end?"

Crabbe and Goyle were puzzled.

"It's just because it's too troublesome that I chose someone from a foreign school... Forget it, why do I tell you this?"

Shaking his head, Klein put down his knife and fork.

But just then, several familiar beautiful figures came over.

"Klein, can we talk to you?"

"Aha, in that case, we... We won't bother."

Those who come are not good, Draco. They instinctively feel the smell of danger. Look at those people. None of them is good.

This time Klein was afraid of "more evil than good".

"Hello."

When things come to an end, you can't hide.

When the wind and waves came, Klein didn't know how to write the word "fear"! Turning to look at the girls, he squeezed out a smile.

"Klein, I heard you and booth Barton's Fox... That chick has become a dance partner?"

The first general is Pan Xi, the number one female "Ke fan" in snake yard Parkinson.

Klein clearly saw that her eyes

It's red.

"Well, yes."

Klein nodded.

There are some things you can't hide.

It must have spread from booth Barton.

"Hoo ~"

It seems that they have made enough psychological preparations. After really hearing the parties' personal recognition, the girls calmed down and looked at each other one after another.

"Well, I'll see you at the ball."

Pan Xi took a deep breath and left a word with deep meaning. He took the girls away without dragging their feet at all.

Klein looked at their distant back and thought about it, but he still resisted the impulse to "read his heart".

After all, this is also a kind of fun of campus life~