Chapter 234： Reveal the future

Jon stood up quickly, and at the same time tried to make his expression look more serious.

He bent over slightly, bowed to Draco Malfoy, and then said, "I think I'm honored, Draco."

There was a smile on Malfoy's face, he quickly reached out and helped Jon; a little excitedly said: "Welcome, Christophe...Welcome to the Knights of Walpers!"

Everyone at the round table stood up one after another and formed a line.

They hug Jon one by one.

"It's quite ritual..." Jon thought secretly.

When I hugged those girls, I felt pretty good...

But when it's Crabbe and Gore's turn to hug him, it doesn't feel so good.

Especially these two naive, they also seem to be extraordinarily enthusiastic.

After all, they are already "friends" on the Hogwarts Express.

After the welcoming ceremony is over--

"Now, you are one of us!" Malfoy patted Jon on the shoulder, then motioned everyone to sit back in their seats.

……

Crabbe and Gore went to the bar and grabbed some butter beer and mead.

Then, these quasi Death Eaters in Slytherin began to have a pleasant conversation while drinking wine.

"Is that Umbridge really not from our side?" Blaise Chabini asked aloud while holding a wine glass in one hand.

"I asked my father, and he told me that this number is not on the list of Death Eaters." Malfoy replied.

"Then she is really a great saint!" Pansy Parkinson spoke in her iconic drake voice, and then caused a burst of laughter.

"Umbridge is Fudge’s!" Malfoy continued to explain: "She can be said to be our dear minister and most trusted subordinate... Fudge felt that Dumbledore’s propaganda about the return of the Dark Lord was to obtain His ministerial position; so she was sent to Hogwarts to monitor Dumbledore and his school...At the same time Fudge wanted to find Dumbledore's handle so that he could be thrown into Azkaban."

"Our dear minister is indeed a great saint!" Pansy Parkinson echoed like a woman.

"Okay, Pansy!" Malfoy shook his finger at her, and then continued: "My father's view is that let us take the initiative to assist that Umbridge and reduce the resistance she encountered at Hogwarts. !"

"Why do you want to help her?" Gelgory Gore asked in a puzzled way.

"Gall, you idiot!" Brace-Sabini shook his head helplessly: "If that Umbridge can let Dumbledore leave Hogwarts, or go further, put Dumbledore in. Zkaban...that is a great benefit to the Dark Lord's plan!"

Gore nodded seemingly.

"Dumbledore is not so easy to deal with!" Jon said casually.

Looking at the gazes of several members of the Walpers Knights, they all looked at him, Jon shrugged and added: "According to the description of him on the Chocolate Frog card, I understand that!"

"Christopher is right!" Malfoy nodded thoughtfully: "Dumbledore is an old fox, and sometimes the Dark Lord is afraid of him..."

"But in the end it must be the Dark Lord and win!" Jon raised his glass and shouted, "Cheers!"

"Yes, the Dark Lord will win!" Malfoy also raised his glass and said solemnly.

"Cheers!" More than a dozen students quickly picked up their glasses and cheered: "The Dark Lord will win."

……

But the group of people here are still 14 or 15-year-old children.

After a short formal discussion, they began to chat about other topics again.

"If the Dark Lord is in power, what will you do?" Malfoy asked casually.

"I will catch a few young Muggles to Selwyn Manor." Tiffany Selwyn thought about it, and said: "Train them to raise elves and serve as servants for my grandma... His legs and feet have never been very flexible."

Her pretty face showed a cruel look that didn't belong to this age.

"At that time I should be graduating from Hogwarts!" Crabbe scratched his head. "Maybe I can apply for the position of teacher in the Hogwarts Dark Arts Defense class... Then I will teach the students how to work in Muggles. They use the Unforgivable Curse on them!"

"Crabbe, do you still want to be a teacher?" I don't know who said, and then there was a burst of laughter in the basement.

"Why do you all think about Muggles!" Pansy Parkinson screamed: "It's more hating, shouldn't it be a mudblood..."

There was an expression of hatred on her horse's face: "That Granger of Gryffindor, the **** Mudblood...When the Dark Lord succeeds in gaining power, I will definitely arrest her and torture her. dead……"

"Okay, Pansy!" Malfoy frowned slightly, he turned around and looked at Jon:

"Christopher, do you have any ideas... Then the Dark Lord will definitely welcome you back to the UK to assist him in his career!"

"Me?" Jon picked up the wine glass filled with mead, took a sip, and at the same time there was an imperceptible smile on his mouth.

……

"I don't have anything I want to do." Jon said with a calm face, "It's just that if you want to see the future of the Dark Lord, I can show you."

"If you are willing to believe it!" Jon added again Future! "

The round table, which was a little noisy just now, fell completely silent for a moment.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes, staring at Jon closely.

If someone else said this, they would definitely treat it as a joke...

But now, it is Christopher Patrick who said this.

In his fortune-telling class, he fully demonstrated his outstanding prophetic talent...Even Professor Trelawney's ability in prophecy, most of the students here think that it is far behind Patrick.

"Of course, we believe in you!" Malfoy nodded, "I told my father about your prophecy... even he spoke highly of you."

"That's good!" Jon casually took out a small silver octahedron box from his pocket: "Then you look forward to it!"

That seemingly ordinary little box suddenly burst into a strong light——

Everyone present couldn't help covering their eyes with their hands.

to adapt to this strong light.

PS: I came back later, and the update will be later, at least 3-4 today.

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