Hogwarts professor in Marvel

"It's very prosperous there, with lots of interesting things, and many little wizards love it very much."

"After you get tired of shopping, you can go to the Pig's Head Bar to rest."

"That's where I worked before. I'm familiar with it and have a good relationship with the boss."

"Then we can discuss where to go tomorrow."

..........

Hogsmeade, the underground passageway to the Whomping Willow.

Click!Click!Click!

"Harry, Harry, slow down."

"Wait a minute Ron."

"Ron's still behind."

Along with the crackling sound of wood underfoot, Hermione's slightly urgent voice came from the beginning.

Harry, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Hermione who was jogging behind him.

His eyes were slightly cold and distant.

This caused Hermione to slow down her pace and look up slightly to catch Harry's indifferent expression.

Although Professor McGonagall explained that Harry was affected by some dark magic, which caused some changes in his emotions.

But Hermione still couldn't get used to seeing Harry like this.

Yes, although Lockhart invited Harry to join Kamar-Taj, even using his mother Lily as an excuse.

But after staying for a few days, Harry still chose to leave.

Tom Riddle's emotions still affected him. Every time he saw Lockhart, the rejection and desire to escape from his heart would burst out uncontrollably.

Lockhart did not stop Harry from leaving, he certainly knew the reason.

However, whether Harry leaves now or not will not affect the final result.

tread!tread!tread!

At this moment, red-haired Ron also hurried over.

Seeing this, Harry said coldly: "Let's go, Hogsmeade is ahead."

"I'll need to buy some magical materials then."

"If you want to go anywhere, you can go by yourself."

Chapter 534: Dumbledore, you are still strong despite your old age!

The Hog's Head Inn, Hogsmeade.

"Credence, don't just drink, come and help or chat."

Aberforth stood on the counter and shouted to his son who had just returned from the United States.

He now has a head full of white hair and a gray beard, just like Dumbledore.

However, his son Credence is unusually young, with short black hair and a youthful face, as if he is only in his 20s.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that the relationship between these two people is father and son.

But that's the magic.

Powerful wizards always have ways to extend their lifespan and keep themselves young.

Especially a wizard like Credence who was able to fight against Grindelwald when he was young.

With his superhuman talent and years of training, he is currently considered a powerful wizard in the entire wizarding world.

At this moment, the black-haired wizard who was drinking was a little impatient when facing his father's greeting, but he still stood up and walked slowly with his glass in hand.

"What's the situation in the United States?"

"Why did you come back from America?"

Seeing his son coming forward, Aberfors poured himself a glass of his best whiskey and asked with concern.

My own son, because of some encounters in his childhood.

Although he acknowledged the relationship between the two, it seemed that they did not really get along like father and son.

On the contrary, the way the two sides get along is more like...friends.

Of course Credence could hear the concerned tone in Aberforth's voice, and he did not try to hide it. He took a sip of the Flaming Whiskey.

Introducing the current situation in the United States: "Here in the United States, how should I put it? The appearance of goblins far exceeded the expectations of wizards."

“But the situation has finally stabilized.”

"The confrontation between Dumbledore and Grindelwald has lowered the temperature on the battlefield by at least one level."

Credence gave a brief introduction.

"As for my coming back this time."

At this point, Credence showed an unwilling look on his face: "I fought Grindelwald before, and wanted to see if there was a chance to kill him or seriously injure him after so many years of seal?"

"However, that strength is beyond my imagination."

"Are you okay?" Aberforth asked with concern before Credence could finish.

This is his only son, his last bloodline, and he treasures him very much.

"He can't take my life." Credence seemed reluctant to say more.

But looking at the unwilling expression on his face, it seems that he has suffered a lot from fighting Grindelwald.

"Then I heard that Dumbledore came to America, ready to meet him and form an alliance to deal with Grindelwald?"

"Unexpectedly, Dumbledore asked me to help him do something."

"What's the matter?" Aberforth's nerves immediately tensed up when he heard his brother's request.

My family knows their own affairs.

His brother Dumbledore was so calculating that he seemed to be full of schemes.

Two generations of Dark Lords were either killed or sealed by Dumbledore alone.

After hearing this, Credence hesitated, not knowing whether he should tell his father.

Although Dumbledore asked not to let anyone know, emphasizing confidentiality.

However, to be honest, he did not have that much trust in Dumbledore.

If I hadn't helped him when he was young, and they were still uncle and nephew.

I'm afraid he won't agree even if he agrees.

At this moment, suddenly...

"Boss, I'm here. I brought my good friend to see you."

Ian's voice came from a distance.

When Aberforth heard the familiar voice, he immediately looked up at the door.

I saw the familiar Ian and the three wizards behind him.

Thinking of Kamar-Taj and her relationship with Lockhart, the smile on his face was a little complicated.

But he still greeted them: "Ian, come on, what do you and your friends want to drink? What do you want to eat? Order whatever you want."

"I'm treating you today."

At this time, Ian, Wanda and the other two walked to the counter.

He introduced Aberforth, the boss who had taken good care of him, to me: "Boss, these three are my best friends."

As he spoke, he pointed at the three people and introduced them: "Remi, Vera, and Wanda."

"Today I brought them to the Hog's Head Bar to taste your cooking skills."

After Ian finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the black-haired man named Credence beside him.

I just saw the two of them seemed to be communicating.

“This is…”

"My son, Credence."

Aberforth made no secret of this and was even very proud of it.

"son?"

Before Ian could speak, Wanda was a little surprised.

He once again looked at Aberforth, who was nearly seventy or eighty years old, and the young man who looked to be only in his 20s.

really...

You will get stronger when you are old!

This strange thought suddenly occurred to Wanda.

Kressdeng standing by had already noticed the red-haired witch.

Looking at the strange expression on Wanda's face, his eyes moved, and his divine sense was activated slightly, and he immediately read the other person's general emotions.

"Little girl, I'm already over 60 years old." Cresden laughed.

At the same time, Wanda seemed to have sensed the absorption of divine thoughts, and a look of vigilance subconsciously appeared on her face.

But when he heard Cresden talking about his age, he couldn't believe it.

A man in his 60s with a 20-year-old face.

"How...how do you maintain it?" Wanda's eyes lit up instantly. She didn't intend to pursue the absorption of divine thoughts just now. She asked with a hint of urgency: "Can I learn too, learn?"

Vera on the side also listened attentively to Wanda's question.

Love of beauty is a witch's nature.

Even Ian and Remi secretly planned to take note of it.

Eternal youth is also a temptation for them.

Cresden looked into the eyes and expressions of the four people. He knew what they were thinking without even using his divine senses.

So he smiled and prepared to decline, "This has to do with our family's talent."

"I'm afraid it's difficult for you to do what I did."

Wanda was a little disappointed when she heard this.

However, when Cresden set his eyes on Xiaobai on Wanda's shoulder, he seemed to feel something, his expression changed slightly, and then he immediately changed his words.

"However, I have previously researched several potions and methods to maintain youthful vitality."

"Although it can't achieve the same effect as I do now, it can still keep a wizard at his most beautiful for a long time."

"Do you need it?"

As a powerful wizard in the wizarding world, his experiences are enough to write a thick book.

Aren't they just some ways to stay young and beautiful?

He actually has quite a few.

Wanda, after Vera heard it, her face lit up instantly, and then Vera took a step forward with some reserve, and said slowly: "Sir Credence, what do you need?"

"We can pay with gold galleons, magical knowledge, or magical items."

For Villa to come up with the idea of ​​a formal deal.

Credence admired Vera's maturity in his heart, but he still had to kill those who deserved to be killed.

Just as I was about to speak, suddenly...

Credence seemed to sense something, his eyes narrowed and focused his gaze on the entrance of the Hog's Head Inn.

The black-red flame in the middle of the pupil flickered slightly, and a figure wearing a black wizard robe and a lightning scar on the forehead came into view.