Konoha: Genocide Night? I Will Stand In The Sky!

501 Scumbag!

Mentally retarded female neurotic: Well, how should I put it? It should be considered okay?

The know-it-all lady with big front teeth: Is it okay?

Hermione just couldn't understand it!

Even her own daughter is not treated like this. How can this be called okay? God, it’s okay!

The little girl has learned some "special language" in the group. Even if they often avoid her, their nature cannot be changed. Occasionally, a few golden sentences popped up, and they were picked up by Hermione, who had a strong learning ability.

But this little girl is indeed smart enough, at least she never says these things in front of others.

Mediocre Sage Hui: It’s really okay, it can even be said to be a bit beyond imagination. Hermione's mother's reaction was a bit too bland.

The know-it-all lady with front teeth: What?

Hermione was even more confused, feeling that her thoughts were not in the same channel as those of the group members.

Vengeful Old Fatty: I know you find it hard to believe, but it’s true. Compared to the last mother, your mother baking cookies is really not a big deal.

The White Devil’s Beloved-: Previous Mother?

Grindelwald instantly discovered the blind spot, with a look of interest on his face.

Since joining this group chat, this centenarian man no longer has a sullen look on his face. The silver-blue heterochromatic pupils were full of energy, seeming to see a broader future through the curtain.

"You have changed a lot, Gellert." Dumbledore kept staring at him, and then sighed quietly after a long time. "It's really changed a lot..."

"Oh?" Grindelwald looked away from the group chat in front of him and looked at the close friend with whom he had made a blood pact. "Where did you come to this conclusion, Albus?"

"Eye, Gellert." Dumbledore smiled slightly and pointed to his eyes. "It's hard to disguise a person's eyes. This is the secret you taught me back then, isn't it?"

Grindelwald also seemed to recall that time, grinning slightly. But soon, he stopped smiling. "That good student of yours isn't dead yet, right?"

Ding.

Dumbledore, who was about to get up and pour himself a glass of wine, froze on the spot.

"Don't be nervous, Albus." Grindelwald filled the wine glass for him calmly, and said in a gentle tone: "As I said before. My friends, they know more than you think. need more."

"He, they..." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said hesitantly: "Have you ever said how to deal with it?"

He had received definite information about Voldemort hiding in Albania. But although Albania is not a big place, it is still very simple to hide Voldemort.

Even Dumbledore couldn't find the other party accurately, and he felt a little worried.

"Ah, deal with it." Grindelwald shook his head and smiled: "It's just a little mouse, but it makes you feel afraid? Albus?"

"Tom is not a little mouse, Gellert." Dumbledore sighed and said: "He is a madman who only brings despair and fear. And I have to admit, he is indeed very smart."

Have a brain?

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, looking strange. If the teenage Tom Riddle is indeed intelligent, how can Voldemort, who splits seven Horcruxes, still be considered intelligent?

In Grindelwald's eyes, his head is the same as that of a troll. Maybe a little smarter than a troll, but not much.

Otherwise, why would you think of possessing that idiot Quirrell to steal the Philosopher's Stone? How can you jump into such an obvious trap? Isn't this nonsense?

"There is no order in Tom's eyes, Gellert." Dumbledore didn't know what his old friend was thinking in his heart at this moment. He shook his head slightly and said: "He brought only despair and fear to the entire magical world.

"It's impossible, Albus." Grindelwald chuckled and said calmly: "I guarantee you, he will completely doubt life before long.

Hermione Granger, the Third Generation Dark Lord who was trained by many teachers in the group, will make him understand what is dangerous in life!

Of course, Grindelwald didn't say this clearly, he planned to hide it.

Time travel into weirdness: Who was the last mother? Mrs. Irene?

The venomous old fat man: He’s talking about the previous mother in our world! Wait, or is he talking about the previous mother?

0...Please give me flowers...

Traveling through time into weirdness: Up, up, up?

Liu Mengli was stunned, her face full of shock. Brother Yue is a bit scary this month!

The venomous old fat man: That’s right, go up to the top! That’s really amazing, just give our Lord the Pope a photo as a greeting gift!

The know-it-all with front teeth: photo?

Hermione stared, curious. It’s already weird that the meeting gift was a photo. The attitude of Kasumigaoka Shiu’s sister clearly showed that it was no ordinary photo!

Shadiao Group Leader: That’s it! Xiabao, this is all in the past! There’s no need to bring it up again, right?

Wu Yue suddenly felt that his dead memory was attacking him at this moment. If he didn't say something, his reputation would be completely ruined!

20………

Writing sunspot is pronounced as pervert: Is Aunt Meiling considered a thing of the past? She even sent me a message yesterday asking me when will you come to Academy City again.

Vengeful old fat man: Mrs. Yuigahama Naho also came to our door a few days ago and asked why you didn’t go back to pay the public food.

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket: Humph, you scumbag!

Uchiha Madara looked disdainful, but at the same time she was envious that this guy could still maintain family balance with so many wives. Both of them couldn't bear it anymore, being targeted everywhere!

That's right.

Now Uchiha Madara also realizes that there seems to be a little problem with his younger brother. As a shura in the ninja world, he seemed unable to hold his head up in front of these two women.

They were often left aside and the two of them talked to themselves.

This situation sometimes makes him feel angry, but as a man, he can't really be angry. I can only bear it silently.

Shadiao Group Leader: Okay, I admit that I am indeed a scumbag. I'm not satisfied with having a beautiful wife, I can't give it up but I'm still unwilling to be satisfied! What a scumbag, I'm such a scumbag! Take it all, it's really such a scumbag!

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket:......

Uchiha Madara feels so strange, why is there a dull pain in his chest?

Time travel becomes weird: So, who was the last wife? What kind of photo was that as a meeting gift?

The venomous old fat man: Sayuri Sawamura and her swimsuit Teruzu!.