Chapter 205 Remember This Day, Gentlemen

Shocked, moved, crying, bowing down.

Naturally, this kind of thing couldn't happen to Snape, let alone the wizards in the alley.

For this "magician" who had just finished his long speech, they, even the dark wizards among them, only had one word in their minds.

madman.

Only a madman would make such a statement.

Can those Muggles threaten wizards? Can it even destroy the magic world?

Ridiculous, only a madman would believe such remarks.

Even young wizards have countless ways to deal with Muggles, let alone adult wizards. If it were not for the International Wizarding Secrecy Act, any dark wizard could use the Imperius Curse to control the leaders of the Muggle regime. Can the Death Curse be used, even the simplest levitating spell, to easily kill Muggles, and Muggles want to fight wizards?

Magic spells such as Apparition, Iron Armor Curse, Obstacle Curse, etc. can make Muggles helpless.

Snape thought so too. Compared to the Voldemort he once followed, the thoughts of the mysterious man in front of him were obviously too whimsical. If the other party's purpose was to rule the wizarding world and even the Muggles all over the world, relying on him With his demonstrated strength and those mysterious magics, some people may follow him, but to save the magic world?

Snape thought the other person's idea was much funnier than the joke he told before.

But he didn't show it on the surface. It was the duty of the Auror of the Ministry of Magic to stop the other party and punish him. His purpose was just to explore the other party's purpose and the relationship between the other party and the new Divination professor.

Now it seems that I may have misunderstood the divination class professor. Unless the other person is also a madman, he will not be related to such a person. Maybe he really just divined about the person in front of him simply because of the keyword "Resurrection Stone". The whereabouts of the "magician".

The fortune teller's purpose should only be related to the resurrection stone.

Snape didn't want to continue this topic, so he said bluntly: "I'm not interested in these, I only care about the Resurrection Stone."

Mr. Reid glanced at Snape and said calmly: "You don't believe me because of your ignorance."

"You will see, soon, all of you will see, see the bigger world, the real world."

"At that time, I will distinguish who is a traveler and who should be abandoned."

"Of course, before that day comes, I don't mind clearing out some meaningless idiots in advance. The only value of their lives is maybe just to let more people hear my voice."

Snape's heart trembled. At this moment, he almost thought that the other party was going to take action, but Mr. Reid did not. He just said lightly: "As the first person in this land to listen to my thoughts, I can give you something special." preferential treatment - keep your life until that day comes."

"Of course, there is also the Resurrection Stone you mentioned." He smiled contemptuously: "I don't know where you got the news from, and I don't care, but I never disdain to use foreign objects to seduce and take advantage of others, so I can make it clear I’ll tell you.”

"This thing is not on me, and I am not stupid enough to believe that a stone can control life and death."

He looked at the increasing number of wizards at the alley again, smiled slightly, and suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing at the alley.

The wizards were startled and took a step back, gripping their wands tightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Mr. Reed tapped his cane and raised his voice: "Remember this day, because today is the luckiest day in your life."

"You have seen with your own eyes the founder of the coming new world and the destroyer of the old."

"Tell everyone you know, tell my potential friends, and potential enemies, tell them I'm coming."

"Tell them that my ideals are also the ideals that some of you will live by for the rest of your lives."

"For a more brilliant civilization."

The voice was still echoing, but his figure had disappeared. At the same time, the flames that ignited the alley were all extinguished at the same time.

Snape frowned, waving his wand, and the light of the Appearance Spell filled all directions, but except for the dazed wizards, there was no other figure.

"he left."

Snape murmured: "It's not Apparition, what kind of magic is it?"

He solved some questions, but there were more questions in his mind, but he didn't think too much. This was Dumbledore's business. Maybe a new powerful dark wizard, an ambitious man, had appeared in the British wizarding world. But compared to Voldemort, who has made a comeback, Snape believes that the threat from the "magician" is not too great.

After all, no matter how "magician" is, he is just one person, weak and weak, while Voldemort not only has extremely powerful strength, but also has the followers of Death Eaters and the support of many pure-blood wizard families.

This kind of enemy is the war that the magic world needs to be wary of, not the Muggles who don't know the existence of wizards at all, as the "magician" said.

"The only thing that needs to be noted is that the other party may be in the same camp as Voldemort. After all, they are both madmen."

Snape passed through the dispersing wizards and quickly walked out of Knockturn Alley and arrived at the bustling Diagon Alley.

There are still people coming and going here, and the atmosphere is peaceful. Ordinary wizards don't know what is happening in Knockturn Alley. Under the deliberate propaganda of the Ministry of Magic, they don't even know that Voldemort is hiding somewhere and planning. A conspiracy that overturned the magical world.

Snape did not stay, and returned to the Leaky Cauldron, where he bumped into Townsend who was chatting with Old Tom at the bar.

The other party looked like he had just had a good meal. He was sitting on a high stool with his belly pressed in a not too decent posture. When he saw Snape's appearance, the other party's eyes lit up and he stood up and said: "Snape Professor, I just heard Old Tom say you were here."

He laughed and said: "I thought you wouldn't come today. It seems that although our Potions Professor says he doesn't believe in divination, he is still quite honest~"

Snape's face darkened.

This damn divination class professor was still as annoying as ever. At this moment, he even felt that the other person was a little more annoying than the "magician" he met just now.

"How's it going? Have you gained anything?" Tang Sen asked curiously.

"You are a fortune teller, don't you know how to do your own calculations?" Snape said in a muffled voice.

"Why should I use divination when I can ask questions with my mouth?" Tang Sen spread his hands: "I said, divination is not without cost."

Snape sneered: "Then why don't you divine and see if I will tell you?"

Tang Sen curled his lips: "It seems you don't know how."

Snape raised his chin and strode past Townsend.

Feeling much happier.

Although Snape was reluctant to admit it, he was indeed under great pressure when facing the "Magician". The other party was too confident and too weird, which made him feel as tired as dealing with Voldemort. But it's different when facing a fortune teller.

At least Snape was confident that although the opponent was good at divination, he could never beat him.

"I've done what I promised you." Tang Sen's voice came from behind: "What about what you promised me?"

Snape turned around and looked at the other person holding his stomach with a look of discomfort on his face.

What on earth is this guy eating every day? As a wizard, he actually suffers from gastrointestinal problems. What a shame for a wizard!

In the end, Snape did not directly express this idea. After confirming the other party's divination skills, Snape was not sure whether he would need the other party's help in the future, so he just said with a cold face: "get out of class is over this afternoon. After that, come to my office.”

Then he grabbed a handful of Floo powder and disappeared in the green flames.

"Don, you and Professor Snape seem to have a good relationship." Old Tom chatted next to him.

"We have a good relationship?" Tang Sen glared, "Didn't you notice his sarcastic face?"

"If it were anyone else, he would have just laughed and said it. I don't mean to offend, but Professor Snape is the most unfriendly Hogwarts professor I know. He doesn't seem to care about other people's feelings at all."

Old Tom babbled: "In fact, unless necessary, he will not talk to strangers, such as me. Hell, he never responded to my greeting!"

Tang Sen could hear that Old Tom was full of resentment, but he could only spread his hands and give the other party a helpless expression.

In his own capacity, he could not interfere with Snape's behavior.

And that other identity——

Tang Sen curled his lips imperceptibly.

The name "Magician" will eventually resound throughout the British wizarding world, and even throughout the world.

Until the magician's performance ends and the stage ends, the greatest savior in the history of magic and the most feared and hated Dark Lord will appear.

"If you want to play, play big."

Tang Sen softly hummed a tune from his hometown and walked towards the fireplace.

"Although the procurement goal is only the Dark Lord, there are many ways to achieve the goal."

"But I don't want to act as cheaply and childishly as the noseless current Dark Lord."

"At least, leave a little revolutionary shock to the world."

The green flame lit up, and Tang Sen walked out of the fireplace in his office.

The lunch break is almost over, and in the first class of the afternoon, Tangson will also have his official first class at Hogwarts.

Coincidentally, according to the class schedule arranged by Professor McGonagall, today's class is still for fifth grade students who have taken the Divination class.

There was a knocking sound from the office window. Tang Sen turned around and saw an owl standing on the window sill, looking at him sideways.

"Looks like I have new letters."

Townsend did not buy any owls himself, but there were many public owls in Hogwarts Castle, enough for the professors to use.

He opened the window and took down the letter.

You can see the front of the envelope stating where the letter comes from.

Department of Education, Ministry of Magic.

"It's so timely."

Tang Sen smiled and said to himself: "It seems that my students will have good news today."

When the book club group is full, I will create a second group, and everyone will join the second group in the future.