Hogwarts Asylum

In the consultation room, Olorin didn't think for long before he reached out and took the old wand from Theodore's hand. After all, Theodore was still a child even if he was the current young patriarch of the Nott family. He couldn't be allowed to bow too much. Long.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end of that incident, Oluolin did not suffer any loss. Even if he was angry, he would have been burned out by the fierce fire.

However, if it were an adult, Olorin might deliberately consider it for a while, and then he might not accept the wand.

It can only be said that Vassos is indeed a sinister old man who has been the patriarch of a pure-blood family for decades. Everything Theodore said and did today was probably arranged by that old man.

Starting from the time when no greeting card was handed in, he deliberately left the impression that Theodore was unqualified as a teacher to Orolin, which highlighted the current situation of the Nott family.

Then start with the title, let Theodore call Oralin as Professor, instead of calling him Mr. Oralin like Draco, and let Theodore address him as a student of Hogwarts, rather than as a member of the Nott family. If you formally communicate with Ouluo Lin as a member, you can win more favor, and even if you fail, it will not affect the possible banquet later.

Then he bowed his head to show humility.

Finally, there is the meaning of this wand. It means that Elliot Nott has been deprived of his wizard status since then, which is very similar to the meaning of Hagrid's wand being broken by the Ministry of Magic.

But after Hagrid's wand was repaired, he could hide it in his pink umbrella and use it secretly without any risk, but Elliot could not.

Because this kind of thing is just like when Elliot was deprived of his status as patriarch and heir, it must be reported to other pure-blood families.

If Elliot, who has lost his identity as a wizard, dares to secretly get a wand again, then the Nott family will put themselves on the table, and then invite them to sharpen their knives all the time, waiting to find an excuse to attack other families. Other pure-blood families who have strengthened themselves hunt and cannibalize them.

In comparison, having the manor burned down by Olorin again was no big deal.

Therefore, there is no need for O'Loughlin to keep an eye on Elliot personally after this, because there are many people who are willing to keep an eye on him, waiting for the Nott family to reveal their flaws, so that everyone can find excuses to make things difficult for them.

This is why O'Loughlin feels that the Nott family is really sincere this time.

In the consultation room, after feeling a light touch on his hand, Theodore finally raised his head and stood up. He tried hard to smile, but maybe because he was used to having a cold face, his face was paralyzed, so his mouth was only pursed into a small arc. line, just like a boy with a fake smile.

"Sit down, Nott." O'Loughlin played with the wand and said in a very playful tone, "Do you know what this means?"

"I know, Professor O'Loughlin." Theodore, who had achieved his goal, sat down calmly, "Father is no longer a wizard from now on."

Theodore's voice was a little low. Even though he had known about the family's decision for a long time, he was still a child after all, and he didn't understand why he had to do this.

"Then you hate me?" Oluolin asked.

"Don't hate me, it's my father's fault." Although he didn't understand, Theodore still followed his grandfather's instructions and dealt with it.

"Heh," O'Loughlin chuckled, "Did Old Nott ask you to say that?"

"No, this is my own idea." Theodore answered solemnly and said nothing more.

Olorin smiled noncommittally and asked, "Is there anything else Old Nott wants you to bring over?"

"Grandpa has told you in the letter that you must be present at the banquet at Knott Manor tomorrow night, but if you have other arrangements, the Knott family is always waiting for your presence." After Theodore finished speaking, he pursed his lips and said, "Smile "Reading.

"Well, I can't guarantee that I'll go tomorrow night. If I don't go, I'll write a reply to old Nott."

After finishing speaking, Oluolin didn't see any movement, but Theodore stood up politely and left as if he had received some signal.

After Orolin watched Theodore leave, before he could go out, another Slytherin came to the door.

This time it was Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, a tall, muscular little wizard.

"Flint, what's wrong?"

When O'Loughlin treated Flint, who had overly developed limbs and a relatively simple mind, his tone was not so gentle, not because of prejudice or anything like that, but because he couldn't remember words that were too gentle. The better the memory, Mrs. Hooch can attest.

"Professor, hehehe..." Flint rubbed his hands and smiled, "Father asked me to represent the Flint family to invite you to the banquet tomorrow night. He said that if you don't go, wait until I return from the Christmas vacation. When I get home, break my legs."

"Tell your father, I'll save your legs, go away." Oralin said angrily. If Flint was half as smart as Draco, then the Flint family would probably feel that their ancestral graves were in trouble. Smoked.

"Okay, okay, thank you Professor, hahaha, my leg is saved." Flint smiled and left.

Next, a group of Slytherins from pure-blood families came as promised, including Millicent Burst, Pansy Parkinson, the Carrow sisters, Curtis Selwyn... and even Even the Greengrass family, which has been swinging back and forth, sent Daphne Greengrass to invite Orolin to attend the banquet tomorrow night.

For a moment, Orolin felt like he had blown up a den of Death Eaters. It was not until late afternoon that he sent away the last little wizard.

"Professor, we have agreed that you must attend the Rozier family's banquet~" Vida Rozier, with flaming red lips, blew a kiss to Orolin before turning and leaving.

Olorin shook his head. It was as if these pure-blood families had suddenly fallen into some inexplicable competition. Even though they were scrambling to send invitations one by one, they all chose the same day and sent them to attend Hogwarts. family members came to lobby.

Orolin had the intention of inviting all their clan leaders together and holding a meeting, but he gave up the idea because it was too strange. As the second-in-command of the Death Eaters, Sauron had to preside over the meeting. It was nothing for him, O'Loughlin, to convene a meeting with a group of former Death Eaters.

But it is strange to say that families such as Abbott, Longbottom, Shacklebolt, and Weasley who do not believe in pure bloodism did not send invitations, let alone send people. It is not known whether those former Death Eaters are Are you preparing some conspiracy or something like that?

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The door to the consulting room was clearly open, but it rang again.

Eurolin looked up and saw that it was Uchi Akinbo. Eurolin had some impression of this little wizard, not only because he was one of the first years who was shot down by Draco in the first flying lesson, but also because He has yellow skin, which is rare in Slytherin, but this little wizard is a Neon descendant, so Orolin didn't pay much attention to him.

"Uzhi, are you here to invite me to the banquet hosted by the Uzhi family?" Oluolin sighed. He thought this little wizard was the same as before, "I remember your father didn't send an invitation letter."

"Uh--"

Uchi Akinbo looked confused at first, and then looked a little embarrassed, because he didn't come here for this, he didn't even know what happened, he just had some problems and wanted to come here for help.

However, Uchi Akinbo still hesitated. He didn't know whether he should follow Professor Olorin's words and pretend that the Uchi family had also prepared a banquet. Otherwise, the professor would be too embarrassed. Anyway, according to the professor's tone, he came to invite the professor today. There are a lot of people, so the professor should be too busy to find out.

Thinking of this, Uchi Ajinbo put on a smile, bowed and said: "Professor Oluolin, I am indeed here to invite you to the Uchi family's banquet, but I still have some questions that I would like to ask..."

Olorin looked at the little wizard whose face changed instantly in front of him, and was speechless, because he could already see the inner activities of the little wizard from his eyes.

He is really a smart guy who is good at telling lies with his eyes open. Can you only say that he is worthy of being a Neon descendant?

However, Oluolin had no intention of exposing him. After all, the little wizard was just making up lies temporarily because he was afraid of embarrassing everyone.

"Sit down, Yuzhi, don't mention the banquet anymore, let's talk about your problems."

After Uchi Akinbo sat down, he said: "That's it, Professor Oluolin, I found this underground in the common room..."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of eye patches with a dark red seven-pointed star from his pocket.

"After the etiquette class ended that day, I went on an adventure underground alone..."

Following Uchi Akinbo's narration, Oluolin learned the origin of this eyepatch. It was picked up by Uchi Akinbo in a very narrow empty room underground. At that time, he thought the pattern on it was very handsome, so he kept it. Wear it on your body and play with it from time to time.

Then when he suddenly wanted to wear it to sleep, Uchi Akinbo dreamed of a red and black eyeball, which hung high in the sky like the moon, emitting blood-red light, which caused his The entire dream seemed to be covered with a blood-red filter.

At first, Uchi Akinbo didn't take it seriously, but after that, whether he wore the eye mask or not, he would dream about that eyeball repeatedly, and in the dream, the eyeball was getting closer and closer to the ground, as if it was about to fall down. This made him a little flustered.

However, he also observed his eyes more and more clearly.

The eyeball was very full and spherical at first. Then one day, the eyeball suddenly withered like a huge blood-red raisin, and it continues to this day.

"Professor Olorin, is this some kind of precognitive dream..." Uchi Akinbo took a sip of the tea that Olorin poured for him, moistened his throat, and continued, "I heard from seniors It is said that people with certain talents will dream about the future... If I also have that kind of talent, what does this dream mean?"