Dumbledore's Hard Life

"Eibao, why do you get dizzy from Floo Powder?" Fred came over and supported Horatio.

"I think it's only natural for a normal person to feel dizzy after being stuffed into a washing machine and shuttled through various fireplaces. Ugh~" Horatio also wondered if that blonde guy's claim about his reaction speed being too slow to use the Flying Thunder God technique was true?

No, no, it must be a problem with the magic, not him. He'll research that book from Kamar-Taj tomorrow.

"Pfft... Hahaha!!!" Ron couldn't help but laugh when he saw Horatio's state. Ginny also looked at Horatio with a schadenfreude expression.

Fine, fine, fine. It seems my dear Horatio hasn't made a move in days, making you, Ron, think I can't wield a knife anymore. And Ginny, you little brat. I can't do anything to you at home, but once you get to Hogwarts, I'll show you true fear.

Horatio pulled Fred and George over and began plotting how to prank Ron with them.

Ron looked at the three of them, who were emitting strange laughter like a gathering of dark wizards, and felt a chill down his spine. He'd gotten a bit too carried away just now and forgotten that Horatio was a devil with an incredibly petty mind.

"Horatio, how about we scare Ron with a spider and make him faint in front of everyone?" George suggested.

"No, that's not good enough. I want to make him socially dead," Horatio said darkly.

"Isn't that a bit too cruel?" Fred.

"Hmm???" Horatio and George looked at Fred simultaneously.

"I mean, please, definitely include me." Fred stated that selling out his brother was something he could do without any psychological burden.

When they arrived on the steps outside Gringotts, Arthur was waiting there with Harry. Arthur excitedly said to Molly, "I found Harry in Borgin and Burkes in Knockturn Alley. Do you know who I met there? Lucius Malfoy. The department has been investigating strictly lately, so I knew he'd be dealing with the dark magic items in his house. If he hadn't run so fast, I would have caught him with evidence."

Molly tenderly wiped the dust off Harry and Arthur, "Knockturn Alley is a very dangerous place. You must protect yourselves and avoid conflict with those dark wizards."

"It's fine, we met Hagrid there. He was buying medicine to get rid of carnivorous slugs," Arthur replied.

At this moment, Hermione walked out of Gringotts with the Grangers. She saw Horatio and happily charged towards him like a charging bull.

Horatio turned and ran.

"Don't run!! Horatio, you explain to me what a helipad means? And what does that beaver statue in the Ganges mean? Are there beavers in the Ganges?" Hermione chased after Horatio in his escape.

"Don't you have a helipad at home, not a Ganges beaver?" Horatio taunted Hermione behind him as he ran.

Hermione's rage meter reached its peak, her combat fury stacked, granting her a forty percent critical hit rate and activating the Endless Rage state.

Horatio turned and used the skill Frenzied Taunt on Hermione behind him. He didn't notice the path ahead and collided with a man with blonde slicked-back hair.

"It's you!! Horatio." Malfoy clutched his nose, which hurt from the impact.

"Can't you watch where you're going? A vulgar and rude person like you is no wonder you hang out with the Weasleys." His father, standing beside him, gave Malfoy confidence. He looked at the Weasley family, who were coming to check the situation, and mocked Horatio.

"Oh ho! Slicked-back, haven't seen you in a few months, and you've gotten brave? Daring to mock me?" Horatio revealed a cruel smile, drew Kei, and pointed it at Malfoy: "Tell me, how do you plan to die?"

Malfoy was so scared he hid behind Lucius, "Don't do anything rash. My father is here. If you dare touch me, he won't let you go."

Horatio looked up at Lucius, mentally estimating his combat power. Without using dark magic, he could fight five Lucius. With dark magic, he could fight fifteen.

But it seemed using dark magic would send him to Azkaban. Wait? Azkaban? Thinking of this, Horatio retracted Kei and pulled out Ringo, pointing it at Lucius, "Slicked-back, do you want to stand up for little slicked-back?"

Lucius's mouth twitched. Recalling his previous conversation with Snape, he suppressed his anger and calmly said, "I apologize for Draco's rudeness and am willing to make amends."

"Uh, being this cooperative makes it difficult for me," Horatio said with a conflicted expression as he put away Ringo. "How about this, I smell a familiar soul aura on you. Hand that thing over, and this matter will be dropped."

"Soul aura?" Lucius pondered for a moment and took out a black diary. "Is it this?"

Horatio snatched the diary and, like a pervert, sniffed the cover. "Yes, it's this. This rotten stench."

He gagged slightly to the side, looking at the sleeping soul of a young Voldemort within the diary. He stroked the cover and said cruelly, "Little pigs, we meet again. This time, you can't run away anymore. If you run again, Uncle Johnny will be unhappy."

Lucius shivered as he watched Horatio's actions and asked softly, "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Horatio was staring at the diary, contemplating how to express his joy at their reunion to Little Tom. He waved his hand impatiently at Lucius, "You're no longer needed. Hurry up and leave, don't get in my way."

Lucius, pulling a displeased Malfoy, bowed to Horatio and turned to leave.

"Father, why did you apologize to Horatio? He was the one who bumped into me first," Malfoy asked, confused.

Lucius recalled what Snape had told him:

"Voldemort has ambition. Everything he does is for power and immortality.

But Horatio Queibel has no ambition whatsoever. He acts entirely on impulse and without restraint. With his extreme talent, such a person is like a bomb that could explode at any moment."

Lucius said to Malfoy, "When you return to school, try to befriend Horatio. At the very least, don't make an enemy of him."

Malfoy asked, confused, "But he's a Muggle-born wizard, Father. Didn't you always teach me not to associate with those who aren't pure-bloods?"

Lucius said sternly, "Do as I say!!"

Malfoy meekly replied, "Yes, Father."

Lucius felt a headache coming on. Decades ago, there was Voldemort. Fortunately, he acted under the banner of pure-blood, and the pure-blood families cooperated with him. Now, there's an even more uncontrollable Horatio. He wondered what Horatio's views on pure-bloods were. What would be the future of the pure-blood families?

Far away at Hogwarts, Dumbledore felt like he hadn't even said anything yet.

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