The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster - v2 Chapter 449

“Master Patrick!” Professor Winston-Vance grinned, showing his yellow teeth: “It seems that you are very popular in this school! At this moment, in this room. , At least five pairs of eyes are watching you continuously!”

“Really?” Christopher Patrick nodded calmly, without any fluctuations on his face: “I will have more…”

The two VIPs from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry spoke very softly, and the guests around could not hear them at all.

But if they could hear it, they would be surprised–

Because the famous President Vance, when facing an “ordinary” student, he spoke so respectfully.

But now, in their eyes, this is just a normal communication between a pair of teachers and students who are in a good relationship.

“It looks like Hogwarts is now in crisis!” Principal Vance held up a glass of Jerez wine and sipped it with emotion.

“Oh? Why do you see it?” Christoph asked curiously.

“For example, the host of this banquet, the aura that exudes from his body is a bit unusual!” Vance turned and looked straight ahead, watching Horace Slug, who was chatting beside several guests. Horn.

“Yes!” Christopher Patrick did not look up, nor turned to look at the potions teacher.

“And even on a big day like Christmas, Albus Dumbledore as the principal is not on campus!” Vance continued.

“Oh?” Christoph looked up curiously: “Didn’t Albus Dumbledore appear here a few hours ago… How do you judge that he is not on campus now? !”

“That’s a fake!” Vance snorted coldly. “It’s nothing more than a not-so-sophisticated polymorphism. To be honest, I suspect that Dumbledore’s magic level has regressed… Of course, if not fifty years ago, I have seen this kind of polymorphism, maybe I will be deceived by it…”

Christophe seemed to be choked by a sip of ale. He coughed slightly, and then changed the subject: “Aren’t you in Durmstrang’s castle now, it’s a big day like Christmas… …”

“I just received your call. I am honored to be able to participate in this Christmas party!” There was a smile on Vance’s face, and he nodded at Christoph.

“Dumbledore may be the same too!” Christophe said lightly, “He might be at a Christmas party too!”

…

For a while, the two people seemed to be caught in a while

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There was a short silence.

Until Principal Vance took the initiative again: “I don’t know how the master is now… Lord Patrick, do you have his whereabouts?”

“If you mean Lord Grindelwald…” Christoph slowly said.

When he said the name, Vance shuddered involuntarily.

“As far as I know…Two months ago, he was fishing for salmon on the shores of Lake Baikal…” Christoph paused: “But now I don’t know much about it. Maybe I’m riding a sled dog in Alaska… “

“Really…” Vance seemed to have a pleased smile on his face.

This is inconsistent with the notoriety that he has spread.

“Then what is your purpose for calling me here?” He wiped the corners of his eyes lightly and looked at Christopher Patrick again: “Honestly, my dull old head is a little hard to guess. understand!”

“It’s just attending a party!” Christoph said calmly: “Come, try the pudding!”

Following the other’s order, Vance nodded and ate a few pieces of pudding with a smile on his face.

“It tastes really good, it’s just a little sweeter!” He commented, and at the same time he mentioned as if accidentally: “Then Rozier and Frederick, they came to Britain to attend the Christmas dinner. Huh?”

As he spoke, Vance’s face suddenly changed.

He seemed to think of something, and his voice instantly became a little pleading: “Master Patrick, if I ask anything that shouldn’t be asked, I hope you don’t take it to heart!”

“It’s nothing, Vance!” Christophe looked indifferent: “It’s not something worth keeping secret… Rozier is also here for a Christmas dinner, but the venue is in London… As for Frey Derek, I invited him to let him pick up a new friend of ours…”

“New friend…” Principal Winston-Vance murmured. The look in the boy’s eyes around him became a little strange.

He seemed to have plucked up the courage, and then asked: “Master Patrick, I hope I can take the liberty to ask the last question… You inherited the master’s wishes… Will you inherit the master’s ideals?”

To be honest, this seems to be a somewhat esoteric question.

At least for Christopher Patrick.

He looked at the wine glass in his hand for almost five minutes–

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After thinking about it again and again, he calmly said: “Why not?”

…

The chaotic dinner is finally coming to an end.

It seems that most people have eaten and drank enough~www.mtlnovel.com~ The sound of music sounded from all directions…Horace Slughorn waved the wand in his hand, and the whole banquet hall appeared in the center. A big stage.

A specially hired band is playing frantically on the stage.

“After drinking and eating–” Horace Slughorn’s loud voice sounded from the stage: “Let’s celebrate!”

Then he walked up to Professor Sybil Trelawney, bent over towards her and held out a hand.

There were several empty beer bottles in front of Professor Trelawney, she stood up drunk, and then began to dance with Professor Slughorn.

Pairs of dance partners began to take to the stage.

At the same time, a few people were a little too late to wait.

“Christopher!”

“Christopher!”

“Christopher Patrick!”

Draco Malfoy was squeezing through the crowd, trying to get to the long table at the front.

But as soon as he approached it, Malfoy saw a few faces that he disgusted–

“Potter… Granger… Weasley…” he said hoarsely.

But the trio didn’t seem to notice him, their eyes focused on the notorious Headmaster Durmstrang.

“Principal Vance…” Hermione Granger looked courageous, and she asked the shameless old man: “Excuse me, where is Mr. Patrick?”

“Young people, naturally do what young people should do!” Principal Winston-Vance grinned, his yellow teeth looked a bit oozing:

“As soon as Slughorn announced the beginning of the ball, Christoph went to invite a charming girl to dance…”