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If Dumbledore discovered this place, he would destroy it without a second thought. And if he knew that this was built by his favorite disciple, the two of them would definitely become enemies!

That scene would certainly be interesting.

Voldemort had even pictured that scene in his mind, which made him feel happy both physically and mentally. "You did very well indeed, Pettigrew."

"Everything is for the great master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head and praised loudly.

"As soon as possible, bring the boy to me." Voldemort stood up and said lightly, "I can't wait any longer."

The last fragment of his soul is in Harry Potter, and only by taking it back can he regain his full strength. Then, whether facing Dumbledore or Ziklaine, he will be more confident.

"Yes, my master."

Before Peter Pettigrew could finish his words, Voldemort in front of him turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Peter Pettigrew stood up again, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. "Dear Master, I will definitely hand Harry Potter over to you as soon as possible." With that, his entire body twisted into a vortex and left the Tower of Paradise.

He also had to rush back to Hogwarts to attend the welcome dinner.

Just as Peter Pettigrew arrived at the door of the restaurant disguised as Lupin, he happened to meet Gerard walking towards him.

With his eyes wide open, Peter Pettigrew took a breath and said, "Hello, Professor Ziklaine."

He could act naturally in front of the young wizard, Voldemort, and Dumbledore, but he was a little nervous in front of the young professor, because he knew very well that this was his real new master.

He had known this clearly ever since the terrifying house elf named "Aura" came to him. He also knew the other party's true identity - the first generation of black magic, Jellal.

He was an existence that even his former master, Voldemort, could not touch. He once ruled the entire wizarding world by himself and was hailed as the undisputed most powerful wizard.

The oppressive feeling brought by these titles and experiences made it impossible for Peter Pettigrew to maintain his composure, and he could only force himself to greet him.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lupin." Gerard didn't show any strangeness, and even seemed not to recognize Peter Pettigrew's true face. "No. From today on, I should call you Professor Lupin."

"Ah, Professor Ziklein, you're too polite." Peter Pettigrew took a quick breath and said, "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be standing here right now."

"It's all over." Gerald waved his hand and said, "Let's go, the dinner is about to begin."

"Yes." Peter Pettigrew nodded and quickly followed him.

Before he had taken two steps, a voice suddenly echoed in Peter Pettigrew's mind. "Just follow Voldemort's instructions and find a chance to bring Harry Potter to him."

hiss.

Peter Pettigrew gasped and looked at Gerald in front of him.

The other person hadn't spoken a word, yet his voice suddenly echoed in his mind. What kind of magic was that? And how did he know the details of my recent conversation with Voldemort?

Peter Pettigrew didn't dare to think any further. At this moment, he felt even more in awe of Gerard.

Not long after the two of them entered, the dinner officially began.

"I believe everyone has seen those things." The new headmistress, McGonagall, looked at the audience and spoke slowly. "Yes, those Dementors. Remember, don't provoke them!"

According to past convention, it was Dumbledore who should have stood up and made a speech.

But because the old headmaster was impeached by the board of directors last semester, the new headmaster is Professor McGonagall. However, due to Dumbledore's special status, he still sits next to McGonagall.

"They've been assigned by the Ministry of Magic, and that's why they're stationed at our school." McGonagall paused. Her sullen expression revealed that the professor had a very negative impression of Dementors. "I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission, and no one is allowed to wander around at night while they're here!"

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at the Gryffindor seats, her eyes focusing on Harry Potter, Ron, and the two brothers George and Fred.

These people were professional night wanderers, and almost every professor at Hogwarts knew this. Harry and the others who were swept over by her glance also shrank their necks slightly and quickly lowered their heads.

"This isn't advice, this is an order!" Professor McGonagall said, her voice almost gritting her teeth. "No tricks or sleights of hand can fool Dementors, including the Invisibility Cloak!"

Uh.

Harry Potter, Ron, and Hermione all felt a pang of fear when they heard this. They had reason to believe that this was definitely Professor McGonagall's warning to them.

"The nature of Dementors will not care about any of your pleas or excuses. Don't give them any reason to hurt you! Here, I hope that the prefects of each grade will also shoulder your responsibilities!"

"Black should contact you the day after tomorrow. Try to get his new appointment." Just as Mag was giving the advice, Gerald's voice rang in Peter Pettigrew's ears.

the day after tomorrow?

Peter Pettigrew was slightly taken aback, then nodded. He thought to himself, "Don't worry, Master. I will definitely complete the task you assign me."

630 Shocked Hermione

The night is getting darker.

In Gerard's dormitory, Hermione looked a little worried. "Professor Ziklaine, those Dementors... Is Sirius Black really in Hogwarts?"

"Not here." Jellal looked carefully at the magic crystal in front of him and shook his head slowly.

Black, who has turned into a big dog, is now lurking in the underground wine cellar of Hogsmeade village, looking for an opportunity to meet Lupin.

Of course, Hermione had no idea that the young professor before her had complete control over Sirius Black's movements, but she always trusted Gerald's words. "Then why are they still stationed here?"

"There's a Chinese idiom, 'waiting for the rabbit by the tree.'" Gerald smiled and said, "Black is the rabbit, and Harry Potter is the tree. As long as Harry Potter is at Hogwarts, Black will come sooner or later."

"Sure enough, his goal is to kill Harry?" Hermione suddenly realized and nodded.

"Maybe.".

"Maybe?"

"Maybe Black wanted to kill Harry, or maybe for some other purpose." Gerald replied calmly.

"But isn't Black a heinous Death Eater?" Hermione was stunned for a moment and said, "They betrayed Harry's parents. Now he's out of prison, isn't it just to kill Harry?"

Jellal turned his head away and asked with a smile, "How did you know that he was the one who betrayed Harry's parents?"

"Because he's the Secret-Keeper!" Hermione blinked and said, "He was the Secret-Keeper for Harry's parents' Fidelius Charm. That's well known."

"No, that's what the Wizarding Court declared." Gerald shook his head and said, "I looked through the case files when I was in the Auror's office. There's no actual evidence to prove that Black is the Secret Keeper."

"You mean to say that Black was wrongly accused?" Hermione was greatly surprised and said in astonishment: "But if that's the case, why did he kill his former friend Peter Pettigrew?"

"Let's make an assumption." Gerald placed the black crystal on the table and said, "Suppose Black is not the one keeping the secret, and the one keeping the secret is Peter Pettigrew. The latter defected to Voldemort and betrayed the Potters. If you were Black, what would you choose?"

"This..." Hermione was silent for a moment, then she understood what the young professor meant. "Sirius Black killed Peter Pettigrew to avenge Harry's parents? But this is too unbelievable, isn't it?"

Even though she trusted Gerard deeply, she found this assumption somewhat unlikely. "If Black was wrongly accused, why was he imprisoned in Azkaban?"

"At that time, the Ministry of Magic adopted a swift and decisive approach in order to completely eliminate the influence of Voldemort. Anyone who was assumed to be a Death Eater was basically sent straight to prison, and Sirius Black was the most criminal of criminals. People like him didn't have any chance to defend themselves."

grunt.

Hermione subconsciously imagined the scene and shuddered. If what Gerald said was true, then this Black was truly wronged.

She couldn't even imagine the pain of living in misery for more than ten years surrounded by a large group of Dementors.

"This is just my assumption and guess. The truth of the matter still needs to be verified." Jellal seemed to see through the little witch's thoughts and couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't think too much."

"I, I know." Hermione took a deep breath and nodded.

Even so, this assumption kept lingering in her mind. She desperately wanted to know the answer to the matter: was Sirius Black wrongly accused?

Seeing her expression, Jellal already knew what she was thinking. Clearly, his deliberate guidance had begun to bear fruit. All he needed to do next was make a few more moves, and the girl before him would fully grasp the truth.

In a good mood, Jellal raised his hand and opened a portal, smiling and saying, "There's still time, let's go to the Tower of Paradise and take a look." He raised his foot and stepped into the portal first.

Hermione was slightly stunned, then quickly followed.

"Is this the Tower of Paradise?" Hermione was stunned when she walked out of the portal.

The faintly glowing magic circle, the ice-like elf crystals, and the beautifully outlined magic symbols all attracted her deeply and she couldn't take her eyes off them.

"Yes, this is our result." Gerard emphasized the word "we" here, which was obviously meaningful.

But Hermione was clearly unaware of the deeper meaning behind this, and she was still giggling. The young professor's words made her feel proud. "I just made a small contribution."

"The R system of this Paradise Tower is divided into four functions." Gerald did not continue to discuss this topic, but instead said, "Deprivation, Fusion, Tampering, and Resurrection."

"Four?" Hermione blinked, looking a little surprised.

"Like this." Jellal didn't explain, but simply placed the black crystal in his hand in the center of the magic circle. At the same time, he snapped his fingers.

hum.

Suddenly, the blazing white magic circle burst into a dazzling beam of light, and the black crystals gradually began to expand, eventually condensing into a strange creature wearing a tattered black robe and pale skin.

"Dementors?!" Hermione exclaimed, as if facing a great enemy.

However, what the little witch didn't expect was that the Dementor in front of her was even more frightened than she was, and her body instantly curled up in the corner and trembled.

"What's going on?" Hermione was stunned, her expression confused.

"It's simple." Gerard chuckled and said, "I merged its soul with the soul of a little mouse. Of course, mice will be afraid of people."

"Hiss, you can even do this?" Hermione was shocked, her eyes widened.

"The principle isn't difficult," Jellal said, spreading his hands. "For the R-System, this is just a trick. Even humans who are missing their souls can restore them through the transformation of spirit crystals..."

Hermione finally left in a daze.

The wonders of this Paradise Tower almost overturned her previous understanding. At the same time, her admiration for Jellal also increased. He looked at her as if he were a god.

Watching the other person's back as he left the portal, Jellal smiled slightly. He had a feeling things would become even more interesting.

631 Kisame fights one against five

Lazy Kitten: Damn, I almost caught the murderer yesterday! But he got away! That furry stuffed animal can actually teleport, can you believe it?

Skirt Uplifter: Teleport? That's something.

Lazy Kitten: Not only can it teleport, it can also conceal its own aura! However, its spiritual power level is only at the level of a vengeful spirit!

This is an actor: he sounds very talented.

At this moment, Gerard was chatting while keeping his eyes on Hermione who walked into Lupin's office. There was no conflict at all in doing two things at the same time.

"Ms. Granger, I'd like to know where you heard about the Tower of Paradise?" In the office, Lupin's expression was very serious.

"Yes, it's from a book." Hermione lowered her head, her face looking a little regretful.

She seemed to have spoken out of turn and shouldn't have talked about the "Tower of Paradise" in the classroom.

It all started during today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, when Professor Lupin was discussing the dangers of "Soul Splitting." He said this technique could cause unimaginable permanent damage, and then Hermione, for some reason, said the "Tower of Paradise" could heal this damage.

Lupin didn't seem to care at the time, but he called her to his office after class.

This made Hermione feel a little regretful. She shouldn't have revealed it. Think about it, the "Tower of Paradise" built by Professor Ziklaine is definitely a very extraordinary thing, and it should be kept secret.

Now that it had been revealed by her by mistake, she could only try her best to make amends.

"A book?" Lupin frowned. "With all due respect, Miss Granger, that's impossible. I'm sure there's no record of the Tower of Paradise in any book."

"W-why?" Hermione was stunned and asked in astonishment.

"The Tower of Paradise, also known as the Cursed Tower," Lupin said seriously, his expression very serious. "It appeared four hundred years ago and was built by the first Dark Lord, Gerard. Apart from the oral traditions of the wizards who participated in its construction, no written records remain."

"What, Gerald?" Hermione looked stunned and stunned.

"I only know this history because my ancestors were wizards who participated in it, so please answer me honestly." Lupin took a breath and said, "How did you know about the existence of the Tower of Paradise?"

Hermione didn't answer, but was completely bewildered. What was going on? What on earth was going on? How could Professor Ziklein have built the Tower of Paradise, which Gerard had built four hundred years ago?

What is the relationship between this Gerald and Professor Ziklein? Did the professor obtain all of the other party's inheritance?

That's how it should be!

Hermione thought this was the most likely possibility, but at the same time she was determined to keep it a secret for her professor, Ziklein. If other people knew about the professor's relationship with Gerald, it would be terrible!

Thinking of this, Hermione raised her head and was about to answer, but suddenly saw a silver light flash in Professor Lupin's eyes opposite her.

hum.

Hermione lost consciousness instantly, her mind enveloped by darkness. However, her body still maintained its functions, and she turned and left Lupin's office.

It's done.

Seeing this, Jellal didn't try to stop it. Instead, a smile curved up his lips. He turned his gaze to the group chat.

Illustrator: Is it possible that the evil spirit cultists got carried away? They were trying to create evil doll spirits through some ritual, but ended up killing themselves?

Hatchet Girl: Is there anyone so stupid?

Lazy Kitten: Don't mention it, it's really possible. I need to have Li Pai take people back to the abandoned factory to continue investigating and see if they can find any clues.

Curly: Oh? The lazy cat has become diligent now?

Lazy Kitty: Damn it, I've always been very hardworking! Besides, this is a matter of life and death. If we continue to let these guys go, who knows how many people will be killed.