Chapter 55 HP World

  After a moment of silence, Tom decided to spill the beans. No matter what, Dumbledore was a wizard and he couldn't possibly be dealing with wizards for ordinary people, especially after knowing that the government had caught some small wizards to do experiments.

  "We're finding ways to secretly control the Muggle world." Tom's hands were clasped together under his chin, a charming smile on his handsome face. "Not by using the Imperius Curse to control them like you think, Aberforth, but by using what Muggles call economic invasion."

  "Economic invasion?" Dumbledore was perplexed. Although Hogwarts also had Muggle Studies, it was just a mere formality. Wizards wouldn't touch books on economics and finance.

  "In simpler terms, it's about secretly controlling the Muggles' daily lives, making them dependent on the wizarding world. And also, planting wizards in the Muggle government to hold high positions and prevent our whereabouts from being leaked to the Muggles." Tom gave Dumbledore a straightforward explanation, "Our goal is to protect the wizarding world, protect our own kind. As for those Muggle-born wizards controlled by the Muggles... we can only try to help them without harming the wizarding world."

  Dumbledore's face fell: "Muggles really use wizards for experiments, Tom?"

  Tom said with a faint smile, "Just like wizards catch some magical creatures to study and experiment, we are no different from those magical creatures in the eyes of Muggles, Albus."

  Dumbledore remained silent for a while before speaking again: "Why tell me all this now?"

  "Next year I will be leaving Hogwarts, although I would like to quietly let the young wizards know about the dangers of Muggles, but I really don't have time. As a Death Eater lord, a comprehensive economic invasion of the Muggle world is about to unfold, and I must preside over it." Tom said bluntly and sincerely, "So before leaving, I must eliminate all my worries. I don't want to be fighting wits with Muggles in the front while the wizarding world's backyard catches fire."

  "Alright Tom, I promise you can rest easy," Dumbledore said with a wry smile. When had he become the one holding things back?

  "Thanks." Tom stood up, casting a somewhat disgusted glance at the red tea with more than half a cup of honey added to it. "And Abner, I think you should cut down on sugar, eating more won't fill the emptiness in your heart." He shot a meaningful glance at the empty photo frame on the table. "He's always been waiting for you, Abner. What happened back then wasn't his fault alone. And even before us, he's been working hard for the wizarding world."

  Having said that, Tom turned and left the principal's office, leaving one person staring at the frame in dismay.

  January 8, 1960, the main house of the Princes' estate was unusually busy because the mistress of the estate was giving birth and a new young master of the Princes family was about to be born.

  Tom had arranged for the doctor from San Mingo to be on standby, and he was now in the room with his wife. He was about to become a father, experiencing the continuation and inheritance of blood ties at close range for the first time, and he finally truly understood why his father had hoped that he would become the master of the Prinz house.

  Hale paced back and forth outside the room, having already chosen a name for the child long before they knew its sex. Now all he had to do was wait for it to be born. But how much longer would that take? Aileen had been in there for an entire day now, this kid better not be like Alice.

  Thinking of his daughter-in-law who died in childbirth over 20 years ago, Haille became increasingly restless, constantly pacing back and forth to measure the size of the living room with his feet.

  Yahiko sat in the chair, his tightly clenched fists betraying that he wasn't as calm on the surface. Although this boy was still Eileen's son, Hail also named him Siegfried, and his birthdate was the same as that professor... but would he really be his third target?

  It all depends on whether he is born or not, and his mission will be a success or failure in this one move.

  She let out a sigh and relaxed her body against the back of the chair.

  Is it really worth probing the system and the rules of the world? If the task fails, he will never be able to return to the real world!

  When people are tense, they can't help but think wildly, even if it's a psalm.

  Finally, just as the clock was about to strike January 9th in the wee hours of the morning, a baby's wail echoed through the room. Haille's face lit up with surprise, while Yago's body stiffened instantly, having just let out a sigh of relief at the familiar electronic sound.

  Mission target, Seifer Almasy is born. Due to the change of mission target's father, mission target becomes Professor Hojo reborn from the original world where HP died. Dear, even if Professor is reborn, I believe you can complete the mission well! I'm counting on you!

  After this, no matter how hard Yage tried to contact the system, there was no response.

  He had crossed over into this world so many times, but it was the first time he encountered someone who had been reborn from the original world! If you say that this has nothing to do with the system, he wouldn't believe it! But because he replaced the professor's father, unknowingly lowering the difficulty of the task, the system is now giving him some trouble, right?

  She blinked and looked up at the black-haired baby with round eyes in Hail's arms, being held by a maid.

  What about the reborn Cyfrus? Even if his soul is an adult, his body is that of a newborn baby! And babies can't see or hear clearly.

  Thanks to these twenty years, he never gave up trying to find a way to cultivate Xian techniques. Although his body can't cultivate the truth, he has managed to grasp the method of using magic power to cast Xian techniques. Although those Xian techniques require only a little spiritual energy when casting with spiritual energy, but several tens or even hundreds of times more consumption when using magic power, at least they can be used, right?

  From Halle's arms the little infant was taken, Yago smiled and kissed his forehead, then with a slightly pale face handed the child over to Tom who had just come out of the room.

  "Dad, Erin wants to see Seaver." Tom grinned like a goofy dad.

  "Go ahead." Yaka nodded, "Tell Aileen, the child is fine, she doesn't need to worry."

  After seeing Tom's figure disappear behind the door, Yage turned to Haille and said: "Dad, now you can rest assured, go back and have a good rest, there are still many things to do tomorrow."

  He had just used all his magic to seal away the memories of Severus before he was reborn, unfortunately, magic is not as useful as spiritual power, so it's unclear how long he can seal this child's memories. But at least, before Severus recovers his past memories, he will properly raise this child into a true Slytherin.

  That original character who doesn't love cleanliness, has a poisonous tongue, looks unhealthy, and is infatuated with the Gryffindor flower to the point of neglecting himself, Yago would absolutely not acknowledge as his grandson!

  The sixth birthday party of Severus, Slytherin, Prince was grand, this is his first formal appearance in the upper class of the wizarding world, for him, it's an important day. As the heir to the Prince family, he was raised by his mother and had a refined demeanor from a young age, whoever saw him would have to praise him, what a elegant and reserved little gentleman!

  Sylvester, who usually smiled to hide his true thoughts like his grandfather, now had the refined face he inherited from his father Tom set in a stern expression, with his dark eyes narrowed and staring fiercely at the two little brats in front of him.

  Looking at the trampled herbs in the small medicine garden, Westerly took several deep breaths but still couldn't suppress his anger: "Is this what the Black and Potter families teach? To run amok in someone else's yard and ruin their carefully planted medicinal herbs? I truly worry about the future of the Black and Potter families. With such heirs, it won't be long before the family declines."

  With his arms crossed over his chest, Severus said coldly.

  This medicinal garden was personally taken care of by him, from tilling to sowing to carefully cultivating, and it's finally time for harvest. But then something like this happens! Although Grandfather had taught him to be kind and courteous to others, so that he could gain more people's liking. However, that is when facing the people he likes, not someone like this good-for-nothing kid who only knows how to play around, it's not worth his while to treat them with kindness!

  What's more, from the moment he saw these two people in the hall earlier, he had a strong dislike for them. Now, he could definitely say that he detested them!

  In any case, the families of these two men were both followers of his father's, and the Black family was even more so, being his father's right-hand man. It was unbelievable that they had raised such an heir. Sivler thought he should find time to have a good talk with Tom. Although the current leaders of these two families are not bad, it is unclear what will happen in the future.

  "What did you say? You... this... snot-nosed punk!" The black-haired, light brown-eyed boy with glasses jumped up, looking like he was about to pounce, and blurted out the nickname they had given Severus in the original story, causing Severus to furrow his brow.

  And the black-haired, black-eyed boy beside him desperately held him back, not letting him really pounce on. Otherwise, what was originally just a childish quarrel would become a fight and be troublesome!

  "Hey, James, don't forget where you are!" Cyris Black was also furious at Xyphus for saying that, but he still remembered that this was the Princes Manor, and that little prince was the grandson of the master of the Princes family, the most beloved son of that great man. If they really clashed with him, it would be their bad luck!

  Besides, it was really their fault first. Casting a sideways glance at the medicinal garden that had been messed up, Ceres rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He and Jam had played wildly for a while without noticing, but who would have thought that what was obviously a flower garden would be planted with medicinal herbs? Didn't the Prince's family have a special medicinal herb garden?

  Later, Sirius thought he was justified again. He nodded to Severus: "Sorry, Prince. We were just playing in the garden and didn't know that medicinal herbs were planted here. I'll have someone send over compensation for James and me later." After finishing speaking, he pulled James Potter hastily towards the great hall, this kind of thing is better left to Father to handle!

  "Hah!" Cyphreus laughed scornfully at such a paltry apology; did they think he would need it?

  "Xī fú, jiào mǔ hé wǒ mǔ zhǎo wǒmen yǒu shì, nǐ zěn me..." Seeing the messy medicine garden, the blond-haired boy who came to find Xī Fú was surprised and opened his mouth wide without courtesy.

  Lucius Malfoy was well aware of the importance of this medicine garden, and now it has become like this! Rubbing his brow, Lucius Malfoy felt that he had to go find Grandfather Brian immediately, or else this little prince would be driven mad!

  You think the system is just going to let you off like that?!

  When do you guys think Xifeng will recover his memory?

  Haha, a professor who recovers their memory must be very interesting, this is more complicated than a professor who just discovers they are not normal after being born!

  On one side was Slate's aristocratic education, on the other was nearly forty years of life from his previous generation.

  The professor is indeed a kitchen no matter where he goes!