Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 304 You Should Be Thankful Those Purebloods Didn’t Treat You as a Human
"Your last name is Zhang... That's all right." Li Weide paused and then asked, "After you were beaten, do you know where he went?"

"I don't know... He was gone after we woke up." The man said honestly.

After hearing this, Li Weide stopped asking questions.

Born in that ancient oriental country, and his surname is Zhang... then there is a 99.9% chance that this person is a ruthless person.

"Man, you should be thankful that you are still alive." Li Weide waved his hand and sat back at the bar.

Seeing that Li Weide didn't seem to be bothering them anymore, the knocked-down men hurriedly supported each other and ran out quickly.

As for the other wizards who were originally watching the show, they all paid their bills and left. In a moment, there were no customers left in the entire tavern.

However, Old Paul didn't say anything.

The few gold galleons that Li Weide had put down before the fight were enough to make up for the losses.

After all, he was about to close...

Li Weide took a sip of butterbeer handed to him by Old Paul, and then said leisurely: "They can leave, but you...Andrews, you can't leave yet."

Andrews had one foot out of the tavern, and when he heard this, he felt like the sky was falling.

When his companions heard that Andrews could not leave yet, they quickly turned away, fearing that they would be left behind as well.

Andrews watched in shock as those good brothers who had been calling each other brothers just a few minutes ago left him, their faces full of despair.

At this time, Andrews had been sobered up. Even Old Paul suspected that this oriental boy was a powerful wizard who had been transformed after drinking the Polyjuice Potion. How could he not have any guesses?

Anyway... he can't beat him! So, if this person leaves me here, I guess... I'm doomed...

Just when Andrews was struggling with his conscience, he was wondering whether to ignore the consequences and run out, or to surrender obediently.

"Come here." Li Weide waved at him.

Andrews was stared at by Li Weide's casual eyes, and subconsciously shrank his neck. At that moment, he felt as if the person staring at him was not a human, but a poisonous snake...

Andrews subconsciously gave up the idea of ​​running away and slowly came in front of Li Weide.

"Please sit down, Andrews." Levy pulled over the chair next to him and said.

Andrews had no choice but to sit down slowly.

He thought to himself, since this oriental boy didn't directly shoot an Avada at him, did it mean that the situation wasn't as serious as he thought?
"Mr. Paul, give him a drink, it's on me," said Li Weide.

Old Paul didn't dare to say anything more at this time.

He poured Andrews a glass of fire whiskey, which he usually ordered, and brought Li Wei De a grilled steak that he had ordered before, then left the bar.

Old Paul understood that at this time, this powerful young man called Andrews over because he must have wanted him to do something for him.

Therefore, at this time, it is not appropriate for him to stay there any longer. It is better for him not to know what these weird guys want to do!

Andrews took the Firewhisky with shaking hands and took a sip.

The pub was now very quiet, with only the sound of Old Paul and the bartenders repairing the tables, chairs, benches and walls that had been damaged in the fight, and... the squeaking sound of Li Weide's knife scratching the plate as he cut his steak.

"What's your name?" Li Weide suddenly asked after stuffing a small piece of steak into his mouth.

"Andrews..." Andrews whispered.

"What's your full name?"

"Andrews Ivanov..."

"Very well, Mr. Ivanov, what do you do for a living?"

"I...I don't have a job..."

"You're not telling the truth, Mr. Ivanov. A homeless person wouldn't be capable of such skill." Li Weide put down his knife and cast a sharp gaze on Andrews again. "I'll give you one more chance... Don't try to lie to me again."

Andrews couldn't help but take another sip of the Fire Whiskey...

He really didn't understand why such a harmless-looking boy could bring him such a great pressure... Even if he was powerful, his aura shouldn't be so terrifying.

It was as if he was not facing a teenager, but a powerful Minister of Magic... Oh, damn it...

"Let me ask you again, what do you do?" Li Weide asked again.

"I..." Andrews glanced around and found that no one was eavesdropping on their conversation, then he lowered his voice and said, "I don't have a regular job, but I occasionally go with everyone to... go to the wild to find some magical animals, and then..."

"Poaching? Smuggling?" Li Weide said, taking a sip of Yellowhead beer.

"Both..." Andrews said dejectedly.

Li Weide nodded. No wonder this guy was reluctant to talk. Poaching and smuggling magical animals are serious crimes in any country.

After all, magical creatures are a very important source of material for wizards, and most magical creatures have become increasingly rare in recent years... Andrews felt that Levi's amused gaze stung his weak heart.

"I don't want to do this either! But... when a person is poor and destitute, he won't think too much!"

Li Weide said "oh" and then smiled and said, "So, you didn't originally do this?"

"Of course not! I... I was originally an Auror... I just graduated from Durmstrang and joined the Ministry of Magic. Everyone said I had a bright future. But... I was framed! No one wanted to believe me!" Andrews was very emotional. "When I came out of prison after ten years, everything changed..."

Li Weide looked into Andrews' eyes quietly. After a while, he slowly nodded, "You are indeed not lying, Mr. Ivanov. So now..."

Li Weide raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "I have some wine here. You happen to have a story, why don't you tell it to me?"

He turned to Old Paul, who was pretending to be busy in the distance, and said, "Mr. Paul, give him another drink..."

Now that things have come to this, even if Andrews doesn't want to recall the sad things of the past, he has to recall them again.

The story is actually not complicated...

A talented young Auror with a bright future, shortly after graduation, he is expected to become the youngest captain in the Auror Office.

However, during a mission to protect an important witness, something went wrong.

The witness had been killed, and apparently, the person who leaked the information was someone in the Auror team.

After investigation, Andrews was arrested because he had thousands of gold galleons in his account for unknown reasons.

Overnight, a talented Auror with a promising future became a corrupt official who accepted bribes and leaked information to dark wizards...

After that, there was ten years in prison... All his extraordinary talent and bright future were in vain.

"Well...it's crude. The means of frame-up are really crude...that is to say, you have fallen to this point, but you don't even know who your enemy is?" Li Weide asked.

"I... I don't know... I really don't know..." Andrews painfully drank the glass of fire whiskey in his hand.

"You were about to become the captain, right?" Li Weide asked.

"Yes, if it weren't for this incident..."

"Then who will replace you as captain?" Li Weide continued to ask.

"Brusky Yuriev..."

"What is Mr. Yuriev's current position?"

"Hehe..." Andrews gave a bitter smile, "He is now the head of the Auror Office..."

Li Weide smiled and said, "Seeing how upset you are, do you think that if you hadn't been sent to jail, you would have been the head of the Auror Office by now?"

"I...I do think so! He was inferior to me in every way back then! If I were still here, how could my achievements be lower than his?" Andrews raised his glass in distress, only to find that there was no wine in it.

Old Paul picked up the bottle and poured him another glass...

I don’t know when, Old Paul also came over. Perhaps, wanting to hear gossip is a common problem for all human beings.

"Is Yuriev a pure-blood?" Li Weide asked old Paul.

"Ha, the Yuriev family is a famous pure-blood family! Some people say that they were already there before the Muggle Tsar's family came to power." said Old Paul.

Li Weide pointed at Andrews and asked, "Where's he?"

"The surname Ivanov is a Muggle surname, and... Andrews is an orphan." Old Paul replied.

"Why are you asking these questions?" Andrews drank two more glasses and became bolder, and began to ask Li Weide questions.

"Of course, it's to guess who hurt you!" Li Weide said with a smile.

Andrew's eyes widened immediately. "Then... have you figured it out?"

Li Weide smiled and said, "Generally speaking, if someone is framed, you only need to look at who is the biggest beneficiary to roughly know who the perpetrator is. After all, no one would harm someone for no reason. There must be some benefit... Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that some people are psychopaths who harm others for fun."

"You mean... Yuriev killed me!?" Andrews asked in shock.

"A thousand Galleons... that's a huge sum of money. Being able to be so generous and use a thousand Galleons to frame someone... isn't something that everyone can do. No wonder no one believed you at first... who else could it be except those dark wizards who make easy money?"

"But... just for the position of a small captain? He is going to spend a thousand gold galleons to harm me? This..." Andrews was puzzled.

"Team Captain? He's the head of the Auror Office now..." Levid smiled. "Actually, those 1,000 Galleons weren't just used to frame you. Think about it, after they were confiscated from your vault, who would have gotten the 1,000 Galleons?"

"This...this..." Andrews has completely understood.

"This is your life-saving money... You should be thankful that you are a Muggle-born, so those pure blood rooters don't take you seriously. Otherwise, how do you expect to get out of prison alive?"

(End of this chapter)