Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"He said……"

Langdon tried to recall the words that had changed his family's lives.

"Hogwarts is not as wonderful as you think. It is not only responsible for teaching magic, but also a base for training soldiers. All the young wizards have to go through a brainwashing education in it."

"At the same time, Hogwarts also adheres to the strategy of the survival of the fittest. If you are not strong enough, no one will pursue the matter even if you are killed by your classmates."

The man in black robe looked at Khalil with pity.

"I think you must understand that a child like you who has never been exposed to magic will have no advantage over those students who come from wizard families and have learned magic since childhood when they go to that school."

"Children born into non-magical families are called 'Mudbloods' there, which means they are as lowly as mud and can be trampled on at will."

"So the punk-type students are the ones who are bullied by everyone in school. Generally speaking, less than one in ten of them can survive to graduation."

"Then...what should we do?" Mrs. Johnson hugged her son in panic: "We won't go to school! Can't we just not go to that school?"

The man in black robes shook his head. "I'm afraid not. Hogwarts does not allow any talented young wizard to wander outside - not even a mudblood. If you refuse, the professors of the school will forcibly take Khalil away and make you completely forget his existence."

In a panic, Langdon was completely unable to think about the irrationality of this, and pleaded anxiously, as if grasping at a life-saving straw:

"You are also a wizard, you must have a way to save us, right? Otherwise you wouldn't show up and tell us all this!"

"Of course." The man in black robe showed a mysterious smile: "Of course I will save you - that's why I came here."

"You must remember that the only thing that can make a magic school fearful is of course another magic school!"

"As long as you write back to Hogwarts and tell them that your family is planning to move to America and that Caryl will attend Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts will naturally give in. They won't go to war with Ilvermorny just for a Mudblood."

"Is this...is this all that's going to happen?" Mrs. Johnson said anxiously.

"Of course not only that!" said the man in black robes, "If you say you want to move to America, you must move there, and as soon as possible! If you stay in England before school starts, Hogwarts will definitely know! By then, there will be no way to save you!"

“So… is Caril really going to… that Ilvermorny?” Langdon asked.

The black-robed man shook his head: "Ilvermorny is no different from Hogwarts... You'd better keep your identities secret from now on and don't let anyone find out. Caril should also hide his talents and be an ordinary person. This is the safest way."

"But I don't want to hide!" Khalil clenched his fists and said loudly, "I have the talent of a wizard, why should I be an ordinary person? If I can't go to magic school, can't I...can't I learn magic from you?"

"Caryl!" Langdon hurriedly stopped him.

The black-robed man said, "Of course you can... Why not? I was originally the same person as you... Fortunately, the mentor had mercy on me, so I became who I am now..."

"But kid, this road is not easy to take. It is destined to be hostile to all major magic schools. If you join us, you will face countless powerful enemies in the future. Are you really ready?"

No passionate young man can resist such provocation and the temptation of being "different".

Khalil certainly couldn't either.

"As soon as we got off the plane, the man in black robe appeared. He was traveling with an old witch and took Khalil away."

Langdon covered his face and said painfully: "Since then, Caryl has never come back, not even a letter... I realized that we might have been deceived, but there is nothing we can do..."

"My husband and I went everywhere to ask around Hogwarts, Ilvermorny, and other magic schools... No one could give us an answer. Suddenly one day, Anne forgot everything..."

"The Forgetfulness Charm is actually real... She forgot about the magic school and even forgot that we have a son..."

Chapter 211 Help Me, Ferdinand

Ferdinand sat there, unable to speak for a long time. He felt stiff all over, and even his tongue seemed to be frozen.

What Langdon said, what happened to Caryl, wasn't it what he had always been most worried about?

Fortunately, they had some superficial understanding of the magical world, and had not encountered anyone like the man in black robes who was specifically trying to deceive them...

Otherwise, he really didn't dare to think about what would happen to Wade and the Gray family...

Fiona had always been well protected, and this was the first time she had heard of such a thing. Langdon's despair and regret seemed to have infected her, making her feel cold all over and she couldn't help but hug herself with her arms.

"You...you guys believe everything he says?" Fiona asked, "Why don't you verify it?"

Langdon looked at her blankly and asked, "How can we verify it? This is the first time we've even heard of magic!"

Fiona was speechless.

Diagon Alley was no longer a strange place to her, so much so that she had completely forgotten that there was a barrier between the magic world and the world of ordinary people that could not be crossed.

Seeing that Ferdinand looked upset, Wade walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Dad."

Ferdinand shuddered all over, turned around and saw his son standing beside him, and his limbs gradually warmed up.

Yes, he shouldn't have imagined what would happen if his family suffered the same fate... Vader was fine... He had learned magic, and had the power to protect himself, and was even better than most people...

He took a deep breath and asked carefully, "What about Annie now..."

"I sent her to a nursing home."

Langdon lowered his head and said guiltily, "She has forgotten a lot of things and can't even live a normal life... and I have to find Khalil's whereabouts, so I really can't take care of her..."

"There's nothing we can do about it. If Annie regains her memory, she will definitely understand your choice."

Ferdinand was silent for a while, then asked, "What are your plans now?"

Fiona wanted to say something several times but stopped herself. When she heard Ferdinand say this, she looked at her husband in surprise, then closed her mouth and stood quietly aside with the teacup in her hand.

Hearing this, Langdon raised his head, suddenly leaned forward, shook Ferdinand's hands tightly, and said earnestly:

"Ferdinand, I'm your friend, right? We used to be as close as brothers. Even when we had disagreements in business, I never let you suffer any loss, right?"

"That's right."

Ferdinand looked the other man in the eye reassuringly and said, "You have always been my friend, and I never deny that."

"Then tell me frankly... You know people who can do magic, don't you? Are you in league with them?"

Langdon stared at Ferdinand and squeezed his hand hard.

Ferdinand looked at his bloodshot eyes that were slightly mad, and felt both sympathy and fear.

He said quietly, "I don't know who 'they' you mean, but my parents were wizards. So... yes, I know some people in the wizarding world."

Looking into his honest, gentle eyes, Langdon gradually relaxed the grip on his hands.

"Your parents are both wizards...are you one too?" he asked hoarsely.

"No." Ferdinand shook his head and said, "I am a Squib - someone who comes from a wizard family but has no magical talent. According to tradition, I was sent to a Muggle family when I was young and was almost cut off from the wizarding world. So I am no different from ordinary people."

"So your parents... your parents always come to visit you, right?" Langdon asked.

"There was a terrible war between wizards... and they all died..."

Ferdinand said, suppressing his pain.

"I'm sorry..." Langdon loosened his hand and begged:

"Then can you help me find someone to inquire? Maybe someone among the wizards knows who took Khalil away... Is my son still alive..."

Ferdinand patted the back of his hand and said:

"Of course I'm willing to help you, but you have to at least tell me the name of the man who took Khalil away, and what his characteristics are? You wouldn't let him take your son away without even asking his name, would you?"

"Of course not." Langdon recalled: "The man in the black robe called himself Major Baird, a Frenchman. He was a little thin, with curly hair and pale skin like he was sick... His eyes were dark blue. His appearance was not outstanding, but there was a very obvious tattoo on his face..."

……

Ferdinand repeatedly promised to help Langdon find the whereabouts of Khalil or Baird, and then he sent this long-lost friend away.

Before leaving, Langdon suddenly turned around.

"Ferdinand, since you know the wizarding world... do you know Hogwarts?"

He said nervously.

"...I know." said Ferdinand.

"Then..." Langdon's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he asked with difficulty: "Hogwarts... is it really like he said..."

Ferdinand did not want to answer, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally said:

"From what I've heard...it's a good school."

“Is, that’s how it is… So that’s really how it is…”

Langdon did not ask any more questions. He repeated it several times with a trembling voice, then turned and staggered out the door.

The car engine roared, and the Grays stood at the door, watching the car suddenly jump and hit the tree. After a pause, it suddenly jumped back and hit the curb.

"Wait, Langdon! I'll take you back to the hotel!"

Ferdinand hurriedly chased after it, but the car had already turned a corner and drove away without hesitation.

"Is he really okay like this?" Fiona murmured.

"I hope nothing happens to him."

As Ferdinand spoke, he called a police friend he knew and reminded them that it would be better to stop Landon Johnson's car.

After a while, Ferdinand received a call from his friend, saying that Landon's car had crashed into the outer wall of a bakery and had been detained by the traffic police. Fortunately, the car was not going fast and no one was injured.

When they closed the door and returned to the living room, the family of three breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Would you like to help me find out, Ferdie?" Fiona asked worriedly, "This doesn't sound like a simple matter."

“Of course.” Ferdinand loosened his tie, poured himself a glass of rum, and drank it all before saying, “Langdon is my friend after all.”

After a pause, he added, "And Khalil is missing... I can't just ignore it."

"Then why didn't you tell me that Wade was studying at Hogwarts?" Fiona asked puzzledly.

Looking at his naive wife, Ferdinand couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Because I don't dare, Fiona."

"I'm afraid that the people who took Khalil away will also target Wade."

Chapter 212 Can Your Principal Read Minds?

Fiona finally understood what her husband was thinking, and she felt a little scared.

"Thank goodness you thought it through... I almost couldn't help but say it..."

Ferdinand explained: "It may not be dangerous. I am just preventing the possibility of danger... and, Wade..."