Chapter 588: Chapter 167: Return to Diagon Alley!_3
"In fact, this is also a manifestation of our longing for change. Most of the next generation in our families has quite a favorable impression of Potter’s Savior son."
Theodore Greengrass looked at the little wizard who was lost in thought.
"Mr. Prince, before you appeared, both we and that one... were fanning the flas, trying to create a Savior who could show the Wizarding World a new dawn."
"The Black Demon King might have fallen, but the Wizarding World has returned to a stagnant pond, which is not the developnt we hoped for." Theodore Greengrass brought the topic back to the issue interrupted by Lupin.
This ti, he didn’t continue to question Ian but directly provided him with the answer in his heart.
"Death Eaters, followers of the Black Demon King, aside from a few madn, most of them just couldn’t see hope, so they grasped at this possible chance for change."
"They wanted to forge a new future, to continue and revive the glory of their families, also to prevent future generations from continuing to decay." Theodore Greengrass’s voice carried a touch of sigh.
"However, history proved that this was a wrong choice." Not only did his expression turn sowhat lancholy, but even Madam Armand Greengrass had a similarly complex expression.
"It’s because you lack foresight and can’t distinguish right from wrong."
Lupin sarcastically interjected again at this point.
Ian stayed silent, focusing instead on the large amount of dragon at and other valuable foods still in front of him, contemplating how he’d pack them up later and preserve them once ho.
Aurora’s [Corpse Preservation Spell] might serve as a refrigerator.
"I’d rather call it desperate tis, desperate asures." Theodore Greengrass rolled his eyes at Lupin and responded with a similarly sarcastic tone.
"As for why we behave this way, you could perhaps go back and ask the person you’re loyal to." There was a noticeably strong resentnt in his tone.
These words might have been a bit too emotional.
Madam Armand Greengrass imdiately grabbed her husband’s hand in worry.
"Sorry."
Theodore Greengrass also realized his slip of the tongue, rubbed his forehead, and chose to halt the topic in ti, although Lupin didn’t seem too happy.
"What do you an?"
Lupin wasn’t being aggressive; he genuinely didn’t understand.
"Many years ago, our ancestors thought they found hope, saw a leader, and then... he gave up. That’s the reason many turned to his student as a desperate asure." Theodore Greengrass clearly couldn’t hold back, his expression full of grievance.
"..."
Lupin suddenly realized that maybe he should not have asked.
He wanted to smack himself.
"Enough, this isn’t the topic we should discuss tonight." Madam Armand Greengrass glared fiercely at her husband, then looked at the little wizard cutting up dragon at.
"I’ve asked the kitchen to portion out the remaining dragon at for you." She noticed the little wizard sneaking so into bags, so she tactfully made a statent.
"Oh, okay, thank you, generous madam." Ian said, though he continued packing in food, not because of a lack of manners.
But because the little wizard felt he had to damage his image a bit.
Of course.
That obedient feeling sohow felt just a tiny bit refreshing.
"It seems tonight’s al suits your taste." Madam Armand Greengrass smiled helplessly, showing that people from these pure-blood families were not without high emotional intelligence.
"Indeed, but I think it’s not as good as pasta mixed with No. 5 cent." Ian continued, his slightly "nonsensical" response made Madam Armand Greengrass a bit stunned.
Lupin beside him also looked completely bewildered.
What?
Cent?
"Sounds interesting. I suppose we’ll have to try your suggestion." Surprisingly, Theodore Greengrass could still smile and catch Ian’s nonsensical remark.
The little wizard gave him a thumbs-up.
"You have plenty of ti to think about your future path. We won’t force or have the power to force you. We only hope you understand our attitude."
Theodore Greengrass continued to express his rather overt thoughts.
"Tonight’s al was good. I think Miss Daphne has beco my seventy-fifth friendly friend." Ian said happily as he looked at the sisters’ plates, which hadn’t been touched much.
The sisters left again.
This behavior definitely boosted his favorability.
He could easily take two more pounds of dragon at ho.
"Then she should continue to work hard and strive for a higher ranking." Theodore Greengrass felt he caught the implied aning in the little wizard’s words.
In the subsequent ti.
He started chatting with Ian about so interesting things in the Wizarding World, such as the Wizarding World currently preparing a movie called "Despicable Newt: The Tragedy of Grindelwald."
"Pfft~"
Upon hearing that the movie ca from a strong request by Gellert Grindelwald himself, Ian spat out the drink he had taken in.
"This is truly a...wonderful thing."
Now the little wizard just wanted to know the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts’ feelings.
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