The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Do you know what Palpatine felt when he first came to the infinite multiverse?He's going crazy...

He was originally one of the best in overall strength, but after he came to the infinite multiverse because of Cyrus, his whole body was about to collapse, so that he was a little discouraged.

There is no vulgar concept of 'strong', this is a place full of miracles and all possibilities, above the strong there is infinitely stronger, this is 'absolute infinity'.

There is no 'strength division' set by common customs, and they do not interfere with each other and do not affect each other.

But later, he regrouped and pulled up the stormtroopers to rebuild the Sith Empire. He wanted to influence those limited universes within the infinite, because "strength" was not important, so the Sith Empire became a toy...

A toy for making an impact.

To the surprise of all the Jedi, Palpatine had just another piece of fun in his goal of ascribed those finite universes to Sith rule.

What they didn't expect was that the old emperor who once regarded the Sith Empire as his life's painstaking effort, forcibly lived in this absurd universe full of possibilities, miracles, and became a...

How do you describe that word?Ah yes, Rick Sanchez calls it a "fun guy."

Just because the Sith have always aimed to wipe out the Jedi and rule the galaxy, and now...the force is part of an infinite multiverse, and both the Jedi and the Sith are almost immortal; and mere domination doesn't make any sense.

Palpatine: I can do whatever I want!You old Jedi...

"So...is that why you opened a bar in the infinite multiverse?" Dooku, who happened to pass by, was a little disgusted, and he rushed to travel to other worlds, "Ha! Palpatine has become a fun guy! I'm going to tell Cyrus..."

"You don't even know where he is"

"How do you know that I don't know?" Dooku melted into the Force and disappeared directly in front of his eyes, "Sith are as stupid as Jedi..."

"Dooku! When I find Darth Vader, I'll let him hammer you to death!" Palpatine yelled angrily in the Force.

Dooku was right to ridicule, the current Palpatine has lost his vigor and composure, ruling the universe?Please, no one is going to do a nonsense thing.

Tired of ruling, he just started to enter the infinite universe. He led the Sith Empire to rule countless finite universes, but this monotonous goal soon made him feel empty.

He was even so bored that he went back to the parallel world of the original universe, ran to another Luke, and told him in advance that Darth Vader was his father.

But it's different now!Check out what he found:

A wild Cyrus!

When he thought of Cyrus stabbing himself in the waist with the lightsaber he gave him, he became a rare anger, but it didn't matter, Palpatine had a new hope - Hermione Granger.

It's good that he can see ideals in the other side...

Rule doesn't have to be cold-blooded or brutal, it just needs to let them take the initiative to belong to the Sith. Palpatine does not do anything else, but simply wants revenge.

"What a clever kid... tsk... If it's a Jedi, it will be wasted." He fell on the sofa and began to think about it, humming the Imperial March and the Sith Creed.

Strong, loving, high-spirited and passionate, Hermione fits the bill perfectly for a Sith apprentice.

Peaceisalie.ThereisonlyPassion. (Peace is a lie, only desire exists)

Through Passion, IgainStrength.

ThroughStrength, IgainPower.

"Fat gives birth to weight, weight breaks the belt, the sofa is free..." C3PO, who was cleaning aside, sang some spoof versions of Stormtroopers.

"Shut up! Idiot!!"

C3PO sings a spoof version of the Sith Creed, who knows which universe's Stormtroopers made it up.

In fact, it is not uncommon for a Sith apprentice to stab his master in the waist, but it is very common. Even Palpatine himself has done this kind of thing. He can understand and accept it, but he didn't say that he can't take revenge.

Palpatine wanted Cyrus to witness for himself what that world would look like as the Sith Empire.

.........

In the prison of Azkaban, Lockhart huddled in a corner. It was only half a year later, and he couldn't stand the environment here.

The reason why he turned himself in was because the things that happened back then had already been brought out, so it was better to simply admit his mistakes and reduce his sentence, so the original 10-year sentence was reduced to 5 years.

Although there were no dementors on the outskirts of Azkaban, the cold and damp always made him uncomfortable.

Out of helplessness, he can only find something to pass the time every day. Every time he asks others to find a piece of paper and a pen, and writes some research on memory spells, but there are not too many theories in some places.

Because Lockhart has always been practice makes perfect, things like theory...

"It's Christmas..."

Some of the prisoners on the same floor had received presents and condolences from their families, some food, but Lockhart hadn't, since his three Muggle sisters thought he was dead since his parents left.

A few flakes of snow melted on the back of his hands, which made him heave a sigh of cold, rubbing his hands to keep warm.

He was also lucky enough to get a cheesecake from a Ravenclaw next door, who was sent in because he tricked a nobleman with fake alchemy items.

"Why don't you lie to others?" Lockhart wiped his hands on the clean parts of his clothes, "like Muggles...or ordinary wizards"

"Ghost knows that he is a nobleman. Besides, I have cheated before, but everyone has no money and can't cheat anything. Anyway, the risk is the same. It's better to bet on the big one... The Gryffindor opposite you is still because of the robbery." the bank came in"

He pointed to the big, silly man by the door opposite Lockhart.

As expected of Gryffindor, he even thought about Gringotts when he was desperate.

Lockhart ate the cake in a few random bites. This was a food he used to almost dislike, but now it was incomparably delicious. It was afternoon, and he began to write a novel in his mind.

Ravenclaw has always been surprisingly stubborn in some places, such as Lockhart's desire to be famous.

"Aha! How about calling it..."Lockhart's Struggle"? No, the name is too vulgar..." Lockhart took pleasure in this to pass the time, "In Azkaban and Dementor Strange dance? This is not bad..."

"Did you really erase the memory of those people?" The person next to him was a little curious.

No one thought that Lockhart's experience was fake, and it harmed those wizards who were really adventurous.

"Uh... sort of..."

"Then you're an asshole," scolded a Hufflepuff who had come in because of a brawl.

Lockhart frowned and curled up on a rotten bed, shivering from time to time, grinding his teeth, and wrapped himself in a quilt to keep out the severe cold. His cell was considered top-notch, with occasional sunlight shining in during the day.

The hair was dirty and stuck together because it hadn't been taken care of for a month, but overall, it didn't look too messy.

"Hey! This is your Christmas present!!" A prison guard outside the door casually threw a few gift boxes in.

"Who? Mine?" Lockhart rubbed his cloudy eyes. He didn't know who else could remember him, those three sisters?Don't be kidding, they don't even have a letter.

"Who knows? Maybe it belongs to your fan." The prison guard was quite impatient, gave him a sideways glance and left.

fan?He still has book fans? ?

Lockhart's face twisted up, half crying and half laughing, he stretched his hand over there, and then stopped suddenly, the Hufflepuff cellmate scolded well, he was indeed a bit of a jerk.

'Am I worthy of those who believed in me? '

Looking at the two gorgeously wrapped gift boxes on the ground, Lockhart felt powerless.