Chapter 167 Misunderstanding and Forgiveness
Another victim with a shattered worldview appeared, and Old Claude walked slowly towards the door in a trance.
In his hands were two books and a set of VCD discs, which were the study materials that Carl gave him.
They are used for theoretical study respectively: "The Prince" by Machiavelli and "Leviathan" by Hobbes.
And the most important practical learning videos, complete VCD discs of the British sitcoms "Yes Prime Minister" and "Yes Minister".
Carl looked at the other person's back and felt very satisfied. He really liked the feeling of destroying other people's worldview.
This made him feel very accomplished. If it weren't for his identity as a wizard, his original plan would have been to be in New York.
He completed the transformation from a New York gang boss to a New York senator, the youngest president of the United States, and the first proletarian political scientist in the United States.
It brought some minor political shocks to America, but it seems good now.
The only drawback is that the ranks of these so-called politicians in the magical world are really too low.
After old Crouch left, Carl picked up a cigarette from the side and prepared to enjoy it for a while before waiting for someone to bring him dinner.
But just as he opened the lid of the lighter, a white hand pressed on his wrist, and the owner of the hand said in a complaining tone.
"Smoke less. It's not good for your health. Besides, we have an agreement that smoking is not allowed in the dormitory."
Hearing this familiar voice, Carl was stunned for a second, then he slowly raised his head stiffly, only to see that Cedric had been standing behind him without him knowing when.
The words "I'm unhappy" were written all over his face.
Karl honestly closed the lighter and asked with twitching cheeks.
"Why are you here? This is not the place for you. Leave quickly. If they find you, you will be in big trouble."
"How did you get in? Could it be that..."
Before he could finish his words, another familiar voice rang out.
"I brought him in."
"Professor Snape?" Carl quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, only to see Professor Snape with Harry who was hiding behind him.
Standing at the door of the cell, there seemed to be some traces of red on the black robe.
Upon seeing this, Carl stood up and roared angrily.
"You shouldn't be so reckless Professor Snape. You killed those international Aurors and completely disrupted my plans."
"We are really in big trouble now."
As he spoke, Carl used an upright pen to pick off a piece of fake skin from his neck under the surprised gazes of several people.
He took out two steel wires from inside, and then demonstrated amazing body flexibility with his hands chained.
He used his flexible waist and legs to open the shackles on his hands using two iron wires.
The moment the shackles fell to the ground, he immediately looked at Professor Snape and said.
"Is the murder loud or not? If no one notices it, let's leave quickly. It's impossible to tell now."
"Since our plans have been disrupted, we can only flee the UK first. Let's go to the safe house at 2 Alexander Street in North London."
"There were weapons, passports and cash there. We went to Liverpool Port overnight, took a smuggling ship to Spain, and then took a plane to the United States."
This smooth operation made Professor Snape's eyelids twitch. He spoke with a dark face and a deep voice.
"I didn't kill anyone. Do I look like a fool who only knows how to use violence?"
"Mr. Hohenzollern, Professor Snape and I are here to apologize to you."
Harry, who was hiding behind Professor Pu in the room, also spoke in a low voice with half of his head exposed.
At the same time, he pointed a finger at Cedric.
"It was Mr. Diggory who made the application to the Ministry of Magic. He is now one of your legal team."
"I just came out of the custody council under the Wizengamot. Mr. Diggory and those people have been debating for a whole day."
"I have never seen Mr. Diggory like that. When he is angry, he really looks like you, Mr. Hohenzollern."
Hearing this strange metaphor and Professor Snape's dark face as deep as water, Carl sat back in his seat somewhat awkwardly.
He knew he had misunderstood, but it was impossible to apologize to Professor Snape.
He sniffed the air with his nose and soon looked at Professor Snape strangely.
"Strawberry jam, mixed with some fig aroma. Those red spots on your body turned out not to be blood spots."
"It's the leftover jam. It seems our dear professor has found someone to show off his culinary skills to."
"Hmph!" Professor Snape snorted unhappily, then took Harry and slowly walked up to Carl.
After a long silence, he slowly lowered his head and spoke.
"I didn't expect that the red-haired brat could be so bold as to do that."
"I was eventually exposed, and Voldemort will no longer trust me because my mistake put you in danger."
"It's up to you to punish me however you want."
"Mr. Hohenzollern, that's not the case. Professor Snape is because of Ron..."
Harry explained hurriedly.
Karl pretended to be very angry, crossed his arms and said angrily.
"It was because of him that my perfect plan was ruined and I almost died at the hands of Voldemort."
"Dear Miss Harry, you still want to explain for him. Doesn't that mean I'm not your friend?"
"Why do you play favorites so much? It's really sad."
Having said that, Karl began to perform as usual, stretching out his fingers to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be abandoned.
"It's not like that, let me explain..." Harry suddenly panicked and explained hurriedly.
Plus, she had put on some light makeup today, and the anxious look of the young and beautiful girl was still very attractive.
But before Carl could continue his performance, two murderous gazes were suddenly cast at him.
Carl shivered all over again, and quickly looked up at Professor Snape, explaining with a smile on his face.
"Don't misunderstand me, Professor. I was just joking. Although I was a little surprised that Ron suddenly broke into the Chamber of Secrets and disrupted my plans."
"But at least the plan was successfully implemented in the end. I don't blame you. As for Miss Harry, I was just joking just now."
"I respect your friendship to your friends, and I won't blame you. You don't have to apologize to me because I have never blamed you."
Harry, who was forgiven, breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out a little hand to pat his chest gently.
That cute gesture made Carl shake his head. It seemed like there was no going back.
If this action was seen by those ferocious male students in the school, the hatred between Slytherin and Gryffindor would probably deepen.
"Where are you looking?"
Just as Carl began to worry about the Slytherin and Gryffindor boys, a cold voice sounded again.
Professor Snape was about to turn into a vampire. If Carl continued to stare at him, his neck would probably be bitten off soon.
