At the same time, a voice of praise came from my ears.

"Hass, my dear grandson, you are truly a genius. Even your father couldn't do as well as you when he was a child."

The little boy Has Shafik was delighted to hear his grandfather's praise.

Then, I heard my grandfather say, "Come on, Haas, put the bigger flower next to it back to its original place."

As he spoke, Filo Shafik stretched out his wand, waved it gently, and a transparent wind blade passed lightly.

A larger blue flower fell to the ground next to it.

"Okay, Grandpa."

After hearing this, Haas replied excitedly, then waved the wand in his hand and cast the levitation spell on the blue flowers again.

Filo Shafik, who was standing nearby, was lying on a chair, leisurely observing his grandson's movements.

As the patriarch of the German Shafik family, he is very concerned about the growth of his grandson.

When Haas was 5 years old, his bloodline awakened and his magic power surged. He was undoubtedly a genius.

For any pure-blood family, the quality of the heir can directly affect the rise and fall of the family.

His son Pablo Shafik cannot be said to be a fool, but he is just a mediocre person.

Fortunately, he lived many years and was able to take care of his grandson and watch him grow up.

At that time, some of the family relationships and inheritance can be slowly handed over to him.

The Shafik family of the German wizarding world is not as directly declining as the Shafik family of the British wizarding world, and is even close to extinction.

Although their family is not as influential as the Shafik family in its heyday, their influence in various aspects is still strong.

As for the reason....

Philo glanced at the magic mark on his right arm, and a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

The outer part of the mark is a triangle symbolizing the invisibility cloak, the inner part is a circle symbolizing the resurrection stone, and the vertical bar in the middle symbolizes the elder wand.

This is the mark of the saint, a symbol of following Lord Grindelwald.

That's right, he is a saint. When he was young, he followed Lord Grindelwald and became a core figure in the Saints organization.

With this relationship, he maintains good contacts with many wizard families and powerful wizards among the Saints.

Therefore, even though it suffered a strong blow from the Ministry of Magic after its failure, it still managed to hold on. Now, it has returned to normal and even made further progress.

Although Lord Grindelwald finally chose to "imprison himself", the saints did not despair, but remained silent.

They believed that Lord Grindelwald was just waiting for the right time, and when the right time came, the saints would come.

Take control of the entire wizarding world in a faster and more powerful way.

Return to the glory of wizards and re-create the splendor of wizards.

All for the greater good!!!

Filo Shafik was leisurely watching his grandson practicing magic.

suddenly....

Filo only felt the magic mark on his right arm getting hot.

hum!

The next moment, a cluster of blue flames appeared beside him.

After noticing this familiar scene, Philo was a little surprised and doubtful, but it quickly turned into enthusiasm.

Finally...finally, I've been waiting for this.

Philo immediately stood up, very respectfully stroked his left shoulder with his right hand, and slowly lowered his head to show his respect.

At the same time, he whispered: "Respected Lord Grindelwald, your faithful believer Filo Shafik obeys your call."

One can still hear the excitement that cannot be concealed in his words.

The grandson Haas next to him looked at the scene curiously, not quite understanding his grandfather's actions.

Walking to the side, he asked curiously, "Grandpa, what is this?"

"Shut up." Filo Shafik shouted in a serious voice, which made Hass feel a little aggrieved.

Philo ignored his grandson's expression. He quickly pulled his grandson to him and said through magic: "Hass, say hello to Lord Grindelwald in the way I taught you before."

After hearing this, Haas seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

Looking at the cluster of blue flames in front of him, he quickly did the same as his grandfather, lightly placed his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed his head to show respect.

At the same time, he said timidly, "Respected Lord Grindelwald, Has Shafik sends his greetings to you. The Shafik family is at your service."

Philo, who was standing by, felt a little dissatisfied with his grandson's low voice.

But there was no time to say anything.

because....

The blue flame changed, and a familiar face formed by flames slowly appeared.

Grindelwald, who was thousands of miles away in Nurmengard, saw this scene happening in the Shafik family garden, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes.

And Filo Shafik heard a sentence coming from the blue flame face: "Filo, I have seen the loyalty of the Shafik family."

"Now, we can activate the Saints, wait for the right time, and complete the mission."

After saying that, Philo saw a small part of the blue flame split off and flew towards his grandson Has.

In the blink of an eye, it landed on the center of his grandson's eyebrows.

Then, a familiar saint's mark emerged from between his brows.

Seeing this scene, Filo's eyes flashed with ecstasy, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Lord Grindelwald, thank you for your recognition of the Shafik family."

"When your will comes, it will be the glory of the Shafik family. We will swear to complete it until our death."

His grandson Haas was given a mark between his brows, which represented his acceptance by the Saint, especially since it was bestowed by Lord Grindelwald himself.

This means that as long as his grandson does not make fatal mistakes in the future, he can take over all the relationships he has managed in the saints and maintain the stability of the family.

You know, the saints had suffered setbacks and even divisions before.

But as long as Getter Grindelwald, the core figure, is not destroyed, the Saints will not disperse.

As long as Lord Grindelwald calls, all the former saints will return again, even those who had already split up.

However, this time, no words rang in Philo's ears, he only saw the blue flame disappear.

At the same time, a letter slowly floated towards him.

When Philo saw it, he took it respectfully with both hands, looked around, and sent his grandson and the servants away.

Only then opened it carefully.

We must ensure that the tasks assigned by Lord Grindelwald are completed.

As he slowly opened the letter, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Summon the Saint...Hide your identity...Suppress Gilderoy Lockhart...No matter life or death..."

......

Hogwarts, Snape's office.

Snape looked at the pale golden potion in front of him.

There was a hint of eagerness, hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

The potion of pure wizard blood was successfully refined, and the effect was better than he had originally expected.

It was so good that he was a little reluctant to give it directly to Lockhart.

If he steals this potion and takes it himself, his strength will undoubtedly rise to a higher level.

He would most likely get the chance to take revenge with his own hands, and at least he would be able to fight against the severely injured Dark Lord.

This is what he has always dreamed of.

Chapter 286: Lockhart, drugged by Snape, in deep sleep (Please subscribe, please vote)

Hogwarts, Snape's office.

Snape sat at his desk with a cup of tea in front of him and another cup of tea opposite him.

In the middle of the two cups of tea, there was a bottle of light golden potion.

At this moment, Snape looked dimly at the bottle of potion that could purify the wizard's blood, and the cup of tea opposite him.

A sigh flashed through my heart, but soon turned into determination.

Then, he waited silently for the arrival of the previous owner of this potion, Gilderoy Lockhart.

.......

At this moment, Lockhart walked out of his office in a happy mood.

He received a message from Snape that the pure blood potion he wanted was finally successfully refined.

He couldn't wait to drink the potion, purify his blood, and then absorb the incomplete dimensional origin power that he had snatched from the dimensional demon Dormammu.

This is the only way to maximize benefits.

The corridor was very quiet at night, and the little wizards had all returned to their dormitories.

Even if a little wizard wandering at night occasionally saw him, he would leave quickly for fear of being caught by him.

Well, he actually quite enjoyed catching those little wizards that wandered around at night.

Being punished and punishing others are two completely different feelings.

After Lockhart captured two or three little wizards who wandered at night, in addition to the title of the rich professor, he also had a new title among the little wizards - Professor Night Owl.

Staying up late at night, like a night owl, to catch them.

After Lockhart knew about it, he smiled and didn't take it seriously.

A professor who is not complained about by students is not a good professor.

Lockhart deeply agrees with this.

However, he had no time to play with the little wizards today, so he strode towards Snape's office.

After a while, they arrived in front of Snape's office.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

"Snape, it's me." Lockhart said in a somewhat brisk voice.

"Please come in."

click!

After hearing Snape's voice, deep and serious as usual, Lockhart pushed the door open and walked in.

He took a look at Snape, who was wearing a black wizard robe, and the slightly dim office.

Lockhart joked, "Snape, you should have listened carefully to my previous advice and made this office brighter."

"Also, don't always have a stern face. Smile and you'll look younger."

"You know, you are only two years older than me, but your serious face makes you look like you are 2 years older than me."

Snape remained expressionless when he heard Lockhart's joke.

Looking at Snape's indifferent expression, Lockhart suddenly felt bored.

Although after each joke, Snape remained indifferent.

But for some reason, looking at Snape's cold face, Lockhart couldn't help but want to make a joke.

Maybe it comes from my understanding of Snape's life.

Such a tragic character made him feel emotional and subconsciously developed a favorable impression of him.

Or maybe, through Snape, he obtained a large amount of potion resources and had a close cooperative relationship, so he was more relaxed.

Of course, it could be both.

As his thoughts turned, Lockhart looked directly at the golden potion on the desk, and his eyes lit up.

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