LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 85 Lucius Snape: Can Dumbledore do it?
Chapter 85 Lucius × Snape: Can Dumbledore do it?
Facing the incoming curse, Lucius' expression changed and he hurriedly said:
"Protego!"
The invisible barrier reflected the blue light spell towards the ceiling, but Lucius's expression remained solemn.
Today's wizarding world is not what it used to be. Many wizards even have problems using the Iron Armor Curse. So Lucius never expected that Ash could not only use the Iron Armor Curse freely, but could even do it while blocking his spell. Fight back!
Ash's performance was completely beyond Lucius' expectations. Is this really a 12-year-old child?
Lucius was a little unbelievable, but the wizard duel did not allow him to be distracted for a moment.
The moment he fell unconscious, another blue light struck through the air!
Snapped!
The invisible shield rebounded the magic spell again, but this time the shield he condensed shattered in an instant, making a crisp sound like a broken mirror. Lucius couldn't help but take a step back, his face looking a little ugly.
It's obviously the same spell, but its power has more than doubled!
These two spells have made Lucius realize that Ash does have extremely high potential, and even now he has enough strength to face him head-on. If he continues to use his strength, he may really lose this wizard duel. !
This is unacceptable to Lucius!
Did he lose face to a 12-year-old wizard?
Lucius's expression immediately became solemn, and he raised his hand and waved his wand:
"Stupefy!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Lucius didn't dare to rely on anything, the tip of the staff emitted a strong red light, and two magic spells flew towards Ash like rockets!
Lucius's purpose is very clear. The former is used to offset Ash's armor protection, and the latter is used to directly take Ash's life gate!
He wants to end this showdown!
However, what he didn't expect was that in the face of his two consecutive magic spells, Ash did not use armor defense at all. Instead, it turned into a lightning bolt in an instant, forcibly 'passed' through the two magic spells, and rushed in front of Lucius like lightning!
When Lucius saw Ash standing one meter away from him, he subconsciously wanted to wave his wand and chant a spell.
But it's too late.
"Stupefy!"
Lucius heard the familiar spell, a brilliant blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and then his body fell backward uncontrollably.
boom!
Lucius's body fell heavily to the ground, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he seemed to hear his wife's panicked shouts.
Looking at Narcissa who rushed to her husband's side in panic, Ash said softly:
"Mrs. Malfoy, please give way."
The target was obviously the person who knocked down her husband, but when faced with Ash's request, Narcissa subconsciously chose to comply and get out of the way.
Ash waved his wand gently and said:
"Rennervate!"
Lucius opened his eyes, his face blank, and he didn't remember what happened until he saw Ash.
"I lost? To a 12-year-old wizard?!"
Lucius's face became extremely ugly, and he stood up with the help of his wife with a gloomy face.
Ash took the initiative and said with an apologetic look:
"Sorry, Mr. Malfoy, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you to sneak up on you."
When Lucius heard this, his expression brightened slightly.
Didn't he have any idea whether he should hold back or not? Although he did have some confidence and did not use all his strength from the beginning, and after all, he was fighting against a young wizard like Ash and did not use more lethal black magic, but in the final analysis, a loss is a loss. Got it!
But he hasn't reached the point of being a child who cares about everything. That would only be more embarrassing.
But since Ash took the initiative to help him get off the stairs, Lucius naturally walked down the slope to save some face for himself.
Lucius took a deep breath and praised:
"No, you did a great job! Even Vol...Dumbledore couldn't use spells as proficiently as you when he was in school!"
What Lucius said was sincere and sincere. Although he was trying to elevate Ash to gain respect for himself, it was also a sentiment from the bottom of his heart!
Defeating an adult wizard at the age of 12 is not unprecedented, but it is definitely rare in the world.
Could Dumbledore do it? !
When he thought of this, Lucius looked at Ash with extremely eager eyes. He seemed to see a new star rising!
If he can be carefully cultivated, Ash may become a new generation of Dark Lord and lead the pure-blood family to greatness again!
Signus walked up to Lucius on crutches and said with a smile:
"I warned you."
Lucius' face turned dark. Signus definitely knew Ash's talent better than him. I'm afraid he had already expected that he would suffer a big loss in the duel. As for Signus’s so-called ‘warning’, looking back now, Lucius would rather call it fishing enforcement!
"Ash."
Lucius didn't want to respond to Signus, so he turned his gaze to Ash, tried to change the subject, and asked stiffly:
"Why did you only use the fainting spell just now?"
Without waiting for Ash to answer, Lucius asked and answered himself:
"I have to admit that your fainting spell is good, but you can actually try more powerful spells, such as cutting spells and explosion spells. In this way, you may be able to break my iron armor spell at the beginning. , end this duel."
"In addition, changing the color of the 'fainting' spell has no meaning. It does not help you increase the power of the spell. On the contrary, it will increase the difficulty of releasing the spell and reduce the speed of releasing the spell. This is not the case in a real duel. A very fatal flaw!”
Faced with Lucius's 'teachings', Ash nodded humbly in agreement.
However, in fact, he is not modest, just guilty.
Of course he knew that using other magic spells could end the battle faster, but what he was afraid of was killing Lucius directly!
Killing people is still a little exciting for Harley and Cassandra now. What's more, Cassandra was at the scene. Ash couldn't kill her father in front of her, right?
As for why the color needs to be changed, it’s not that Ash insists on it. The main reason is that it won’t work without changing it——
The color of most enchantments is actually red, but any wizard can easily change its color, whether it is blue or green, gold, silver, or even any other color.
But as Lucius said, this will not improve the power of the spell, but will increase the difficulty of releasing the spell. Therefore, the vast majority of wizards will not work hard on this, they are all staunch pragmatists.
But Ash is different. He didn't change the color of the spell just to look good. It's because the default color of his spells is not necessarily red, it may also be green - any of his spells can be accompanied by the curse of the Dark Curse, which causes the spell itself to be 'dyed' green.
Of course Ash also knew that this was a little shocking, so he changed the color to avoid suspicion. This way, if he forgets to change the color of the spell one day, he can cover it up by changing it to green.
Harley ran forward excitedly and hugged Ash, her pretty face flushed with excitement:
"Ash! You're amazing!"
Cassandra was more reserved than Harley, just standing next to Ash, but she also had the same pride on her face.
But when Lucius saw the undisguised joy and pride on the girl's face, his expression froze.
Is there a possibility that it was your father who was defeated by Ash?
What are you so proud of?
Narcissa saw her husband's thoughts, smiled on her face, and said warmly:
"Cassandra, could you please take Ash to his room? Your father and I have something to discuss."
"OK."
Of course Cassandra would not refuse, but was a little happy.
Lucius watched the three figures disappear at the corner of the corridor and said in a deep voice:
"Signus, we need to have a talk!"
——
"The plan is going well." Ash thought silently as he followed Cassandra to the room.
Dumbledore valued character, so Ash only had to show his slightly flawed but still noble character at school.
Signus values his family, so Ash lets him know that although he is a mixed race, he still has a 'Black' side.
Lucius, on the other hand, is a traditional pure-blood person. There are only two things that this kind of person values, bloodline and talent.
Ash does not have bloodline, but talent can still be used as a pass.
Because the purpose of a pure-blood family's emphasis on bloodline is, in the final analysis, isn't it just for talent?
As long as you have enough talent, it doesn't really matter whether you are pure blood or not.
Voldemort is also a mixed-blood, but as long as he is strong enough, there are still a lot of pure-blood family members who are willing to gather around him, even at the cost of making enemies of the entire wizarding world.
After all, in the wizarding world, the strong have always been respected.
Give me a chestnut.
If you want to label them based on the different attitudes of the wizarding world towards Muggles.
Then Voldemort is the MWGA faction (Make Wizard Great Again), which believes that wizards are born to rule Muggles, and he shoulders the mission of making wizards great again.
Most pure-blood families are ultra-conservative and believe that wizards are above Muggles, and pure-blood wizards are above everything else.
Therefore, pure-blood families naturally agree with Voldemort's extreme MWGA philosophy, and many of them are also inclined to become MWGA. But there are also some pure-blood families who think Voldemort is too extreme, such as Sirius's younger brother Regulus.
The Order of the Phoenix, headed by Dumbledore, is a leftist group that believes wizards and Muggles are no different and that both parties should coexist peacefully.
The Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world as a whole tend to be conservative, and the vast majority of wizards are also conservative.
On the one hand, they do not agree that pure-blood wizards are above all else, because they are not pure-bloods. But on the other hand, they agree that wizards are superior to Muggles because they are wizards.
It can be seen from the tendencies of these four groups that the leftist group headed by Dumbledore is the weakest.
Because conservatives tend to be ultra-conservatives, and ultra-conservatives tend to be MWGA factions.
But because Voldemort was so extreme, conservatives chose to remain neutral out of conservatism.
The ultra-conservative pure-blood families did not dare to blatantly support Voldemort. They only allowed some family members to join the Death Eaters, while most other members remained neutral.
What is neutrality?
Neutrality means whoever wins they will help!
It is precisely because the vast majority of wizards remain neutral that the First Wizarding War will last for a full eleven years.
At the beginning of the Second Wizarding War, neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort initially gained enough support.
On the one hand, it is because their respective direct lineages have been exhausted.
Only a few of the founding members of the Order of the Phoenix are dead, and there are only a dozen or so of the extreme Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban.
On the other hand, neither Voldemort nor Dumbledore is a conservative, so no one can win the support of conservatives, because the so-called conservatives are actually fence-sitters!
It is still the eternal truth, they will help whoever wins.
So Cornelius Fudge's first reaction when he heard that Voldemort had returned was that he was worried about Dumbledore seizing power. He even stubbornly believed that Voldemort's return was just a lie, because the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore were not of the same mind at all!
Voldemort, who had just made a comeback, was extremely weak, and this was definitely the best chance to strangle him in the cradle.
However, Dumbledore was actually far less popular in the wizarding world than Muggles imagined.
Muggles will naturally have a favorable impression of Dumbledore because Dumbledore's ideas are beneficial to Muggles. But for the vast majority of wizards in the wizarding world, Dumbledore's ideas are not even as attractive as Voldemort!
The rich and poor in the Muggle world cannot coexist as equals, so how can wizards who can use magic truly coexist with Muggles?
The truth is actually the same.
And why did Voldemort insist on assassinating Dumbledore?
Because as long as Dumbledore is killed, no one can compete with him!
At that time, the wizards who originally remained 'neutral' would naturally join his ranks.
And it turned out to be exactly what he expected.
As soon as Dumbledore died, Voldemort, who originally only had two or three big cats and kittens, immediately responded. Countless Death Eaters sprung up like mushrooms after rain, all of them were uninvited fans of ten years.
The Ministry of Magic also adapted to the situation, and those wizards who supported Voldemort quickly rose to power, while Muggle wizards were arrested and persecuted for this.
But even so, there is still a small group of people who stick to their beliefs and believe that as long as the 'savior' is there, they have a chance to turn defeat into victory. Therefore, Hogwarts, as the stronghold of the left, is still resisting desperately.
There are definitely not a few wizards in the wizarding world who hold similar ideas, so the vast majority of wizards still remain neutral.
They didn't dare to resist Voldemort, but they wouldn't join the Death Eaters either.
That’s why Voldemort insists on killing the ‘Savior’ with his own hands, because only in this way can he break the prophecy and completely shatter the illusions of leftist wizards and most neutral wizards!
"Ash, what are you thinking?"
The soft call coming from his ear brought Ash back to reality, and he chuckled:
"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered something interesting."
Dumbledore has been working hard to change the wizarding world, but unfortunately he has had little success.
Because although he is a powerful wizard, he is not a qualified politician.
In his later years, Dumbledore may have become a qualified politician through experience, but he woke up too late and had no time to change.
But Ash is different. He has always adhered to the traditional golden mean of the Eastern powers. If you can't beat them, you will join them, and if you can beat them, you will join them.
This method is actually also applicable to Dumbledore. After all, the strongest fortresses are often breached from the inside.
However, Ash is not Dumbledore, and he has no urgent need to change the philosophy of the wizarding world.
In the next few days during the Christmas holidays, he would follow Signus to visit other pure-blood families. Ash was not in a hurry for success, after all, the purpose of this trip was just to get acquainted.
——
In the living room, Signus asked with a smile:
"How are you thinking about it now?"
Looking at the teasing expression on Signus's face, Lucius said expressionlessly:
"It's nothing to think about. There are many mixed bloods in the Malfoy family tree."
Signus laughed dumbly, but for a while he couldn't find a good reason to refute.
Compared with other pure-blood families, the Malfoy family is actually quite contradictory.
On the one hand, the Malfoy family is different from fanatical pure-blood families such as Gaunt, Black, and Lestrange. They will not insist on incest marriage to ensure the purity of their blood. Just like most pure-blood families, in order to ensure the continuation of the family inheritance, the Malfoy family will also choose to marry half-blood wizards.
Even the Malfoy family is more 'enlightened' than other pure-blood families in this regard. Most pure-blood families will not let half-blood names appear in their family trees even if they marry a half-blood wizard, but half-bloods can be found in the Malfoy family's family tree. The figure of the wizard.
But on the other hand, despite the fact that the Malfoy family combined with half-bloods, even though they had the names of half-blood wizards appear on the family tree. But they have always stood together with the more extreme Black, Lestrange and Gaunt families, firmly supporting the theory of pure-blood supremacy, and have not lost the respect of these families because of intermarriage with mixed-bloods.
Signus's eyes were a little playful, but Malfoy's expression was normal and he didn't feel guilty at all.
This is nothing to be ashamed of. The norm for pure-blood families has always been to join if you can't beat them!
Whether you take the initiative to join or let others join, the purpose is to become a family.
——
On the last day of the Christmas break, students returned to Hogwarts one after another to prepare for the new semester that was about to begin.
As soon as he returned to the Slytherin lounge, Harry couldn't wait to throw himself on the soft bed and muttered:
"I'm so tired! School is more comfortable!"
Cassandra almost laughed angrily:
"You've obviously been playing! Where are you tired?"
"Hmm~"
Harry blushed, buried his head in the pillow, folded the pillow and blocked his ears, pretending that he didn't hear anything.
Cassandra rolled her eyes and said angrily:
"Get up and clean up quickly. We have to pick up Hermione at Hogsmeade Station tonight!"
Harry got up from the bed with a blushing face and was about to change into her Hogwarts school robe when she suddenly found a small pile of packages at the foot of the bed. These were all the Christmas gifts she had received. Just because she had been staying at Malfoy Manor throughout the holidays, these gifts were not delivered to her immediately.
Harry picked up the top paper package. It was wrapped in thick kraft paper and had 'Hagrid to Harry' written on it. Inside was a crudely made flute, obviously made by Hagrid himself.
Harley blew a bit, and the sound was a bit like an owl's hoot.
The second package was a huge cardboard box with a postcard inside:
"Merry Christmas, Harry, here's a Christmas present for you and your friends. Uncle Farmer and Aunt Petunia."
Inside the box was a small packet containing a stack of postcards and photos of the Dursleys on their holiday in Strasbourg.
In addition, the carton is also filled with various gifts:
There are six beautifully packaged gift boxes in total, packed in equally beautifully packaged gift bags. Harley opened one of them, which contained a box of beautifully packaged chocolates, a bottle of handmade honey and a bottle of handmade jam. There was a note attached, one for each of Harley and her friends. In addition, there are even a few bottles of very expensive-looking wine in the box, two bottles each of white wine and red wine, with notes on them: For your dean and giant, don't drink secretly, don't say it's us Sent.
Cassandra looked at the note on the wine bottle and asked in surprise:
"Who is the giant?"
"I think it's Hagrid."
"Hagrid is not a giant."
"They thought, you know, they were just Muggles, and this was yours, Cassandra."
While explaining, Harley took out an unopened gift box from the box and handed it to Cassandra.
"Thank you." Cassandra took the gift box reservedly and thanked her softly.
Harley opened the box of chocolates, took out a piece and handed it to Cassandra.
"Click!"
Cassandra took a bite, and the sweet taste made her narrow her eyes slightly.
"How does it taste?" Harley asked expectantly.
"very nice."
Cassandra licked her lips and tasted it carefully.
"It seems to taste a little better than the chocolate frog, and it seems to be a good snack for Muggles."
Harry received more gifts this Christmas than ever before. Mr. Malfoy gave her a set of wizard chess. Although Harry couldn't play, luckily Cassandra taught her. Mrs. Malfoy gave her and Cassandra each a green scarf embroidered with the Slytherin snake.
But none of these gifts were as good as the last gift that Harry opened. It was a liquid-like, silver-gray substance that slid from the opened paper bag to the floor and gathered in a pile, sparkling. Bright.
Cassandra exclaimed:
"It's an invisibility cloak!"
Harry picked up the shiny silver fabric. It felt like it was woven with water, and asked curiously:
"What is an invisibility cloak?"
Cassandra urged excitedly:
"It can make you invisible when worn on your body! Come on, Harley, put it on and try it."
Harley follows Cassandra's advice and puts on the Invisibility Cloak!
"Sure enough!" Cassandra exclaimed excitedly and took out a mirror to show Harley.
Harley could see her face through the mirror, but there was nothing else. There was only a human head 'floating' in the air!
"It looks a little weird," Harley muttered.
She shuddered and took off her invisibility cloak somewhat uncomfortably, and a note shook out from it.
Harley picked up the note, and there were a few lines written on it in a thin, circle-within-a-circle font that she had never seen before:
Your father left this to me before he died.
It should be returned to you now.
Use it well.
I sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas.
Cassandra asked: "Who sent this? Is it signed?"
"No."
Harley shook her head and showed her the front of the note. Cassander speculated:
"Maybe Professor Snape?"
Harry immediately shook his head and considered:
"It can't be Professor Snape. His relationship with my father is... well, very bad."
If the Invisibility Cloak had once belonged to her father, he would never have left it to Professor Snape before his death.
"Well, that might be Dumbledore," Cassandra said.
"How do you know?" Harley asked curiously.
"Guess." Cassandra raised her chin slightly, confidently.
——
Potions professor, Snape took the gift bag from Harry and was stunned for a while.
His eyes gradually became gentle and he said softly:
"Thank you, Miss Harley."
Harley smiled sweetly and said:
"You're welcome, Professor Snape, and thank you for your continued care."
Snape took out a small corked glass bottle from his pocket and whispered:
"Miss Harley, this is a return gift."
Harry took the glass bottle and asked curiously:
"What is this? Professor Snape."
"A small bottle of blessing elixir is not worth mentioning."
Snape explained in a calm tone, then turned his head and let his wide black cloak float into the air. He said without looking back:
"Please leave, Miss Harley, I have other things to deal with."
After leaving Professor Snape's office, Harry was still in a daze. She couldn't understand what Felixir was, and subconsciously wanted to ask her friend for help. But when she raised her head, she found Cassandra staring at her intensely. Harley tilted her head:
"Cassandra, why are you looking at me like that?"
Cassandra asked:
"Do you know what the Elixir of Fortune is?"
"I don't know." Harley shook her head.
"The Elixir of Fortune can bring good luck to those who drink it for 12 hours. From dawn to dusk, no matter what they do, all their wishes will come true!"
"Do you know how precious it is?"
"No, I don't know..." Harley said weakly.
"This is almost the most precious potion in the wizarding world, because the number of wizards in the wizarding world who can prepare the elixir can be counted on one hand! It takes six months to prepare the elixir, and the process is extremely complicated. Once you get it, Wrong, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"Six months..." Harry suddenly remembered that she and Professor Snape first met in July.
——
Diagon Alley, London, England.
On the last day of the vacation, Ash apparated here again and quickly slipped into a nearby eerie alley.
As the only commercial center in the British wizarding world, Diagon Alley has a very special status.
On the one hand, every shop here is ancestral and has a history of at least hundreds of years. There are generally no more than three shops of the same type. This is mainly because the wizarding world has a limited population base and cannot support fierce business competition. .
On the other hand, Diagon Alley has always had another side that is unknown to everyone - Knockturn Alley.
Diagon Alley can be regarded as the CBD of the wizarding world, but this does not mean that Knockturn Alley is a black market.
Because all commercial activities in Knockturn Alley are recognized and supervised by the Ministry of Magic, wizards can buy or sell everything here reasonably and legally - although the supervision of the Ministry of Magic almost never takes effect.
And this actually reveals the attitude of the Ministry of Magic. Unlike Hogwarts's firm opposition to black magic, the Ministry of Magic's attitude towards black magic and dark wizards is more ambiguous.
On the one hand, although the situation of dark wizards in the wizarding world is not that everyone calls for beatings, they are indeed looked down upon by others. But on the other hand, Knockturn Alley, which specifically provides services to dark wizards, has never been banned. It was even built openly next to Diagon Alley, making it easier for wizards in Diagon Alley to 'accidentally' enter it.
Like Ash.
He mistakenly entered a spacious and dim wizard's shop, passed through the ceiling covered with rusty tooth-like instruments, and accidentally rang the bell on the counter.
Jingle bell bell~!
A hunchbacked man appeared in front of the counter. He was combing the greasy hair hanging down on his face with his hands, resembling the former Professor Snape.
"Ah, welcome!"
A dangerous and sinister smile appeared on his face, and his voice was as greasy as his hair, "Ah, a strange little wizard, what can I do for you?"
Ash said calmly:
"Mr. Borgin, my house elf bought some foxtail killer from you last month, do you remember?"
"Ah, it's Mr. Black."
The smile on Mr. Bojin's face grew wider, "Did the portion last time not be enough? If you buy enough, I can give you a better price."
Ash looked at him quietly and said calmly:
"The portion size is really not enough compared to the price."
The smile on Mr. Borgin's face gradually faded, and he explained:
"Mr. Black, the price increases are within a reasonable range."
Seeing that Ash was unmoved, he understood that this rhetoric could not fool Ash, so he changed the topic, "But this is your first time here after all. No matter what you want to buy, I can give you a preferential price. What do you think?"
It is impossible to refund the money, and at most I will give you a discount.
Ash didn't argue with him and looked at the display cabinet aside. There was a withered human hand standing on the mat.
"Ah, the Hand of Glory."
Mr. Borgin rubbed his palms together excitedly, "Put a candle in, and only the person holding it can see the light! It's the best friend of thieves and robbers! You really have a lot of discernment..."
Ash ignored his self-promotion, instead pointed to the cupboard aside and asked:
"How to sell cabinets?"
"cabinet……"
Mr. Borgin glanced at the black cabinet. His eyes were visibly disappointed, but there was a tangled expression on his face. "To be honest, this cabinet is an ancestral magic item of our family. I didn't originally know it." I plan to sell it. But if you really want it, I can give you a good price!"
He gritted his teeth, stretched out three fingers, and made an expression of great pain, "Three hundred galleons, you can take it away with three hundred galleons!"
Ash said without raising his head:
"3 galleons."
"No, absolutely not. After all, this is my ancestral inheritance..."
Mr. Borkin still wanted to bargain, but Ash took out a gold galleung and threw it to him. Mr. Borkin ignored the bargain and hurriedly reached out to catch the galleung. At the same time, Ash took out a black wand and waved it gently at the cabinet, and the next second the cabinet suddenly disappeared.
Mr. Bo Jin changed his color slightly. Is he trying to buy or sell by force?
People from pure-blood families are indeed as domineering as ever!
Moreover, why did you only give 1 Galleung when we agreed to 3 Galleons? !
"Mr. Black, you..."
He was about to step forward to argue when he suddenly saw Ash pointing the wand at him.
"Stupefy!"
The unmodified green curse became Mr. Borkin's last memory. His consciousness quickly blurred, and his body fell backward uncontrollably. But before that, an invisible magic power lifted his body and made him lean against the wall exposed after the cabinet disappeared.
Ash took two steps forward and pointed his wand at his head:
"Obliviate!"
"Rennervate!"
With the brief appearance of red light, Mr. Borgin regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, and said quickly:
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Black, I'm going to get you the foxtail killer."
Ash smiled and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Borgin."
"The family's ancestral home has been abandoned for too long. The dose purchased last time was completely insufficient. You also know how annoying these damn creatures are."
"Yes Yes."
Mr. Borgin agreed, rummaging through the cabinet to find several small bottles filled with black liquid and handing them to Ash, with a flattering smile on his face, "Mr. Black, if you have other needs next time, you can always Come to my store. Believe me, the items I sell here are of the highest quality in Knockturn Alley!”
Ash smiled and nodded, took the bottles of foxtail killer and left the store, entering a dark and narrow alley. The two ragged wizards seemed to have their sights on Ash, as they looked at each other and chased Ash into the alley.
Green light flashed past, and Ash looked at the two wizards lying on the ground, and said in wonder:
"There are still many good people in the wizarding world."
Ash was thinking about whether to repeat his old trick and lure in a few more wizards, but at this moment noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the alley.
Ash no longer hesitated, and with a slight crackling sound, he and the two wizards disappeared into the alley.
"Ah, master, welcome back."
In the living room of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Kreacher bowed his head respectfully.
Ash glanced at the two wizards on the floor and ordered calmly:
"Kreacher, take them to the basement and lock them up. Remember to put the wands away."
Kreacher respectfully replied:
"Okay, Master."
He snapped his fingers and used his magic power to lift the two ragged wizards flying towards the basement.
Ash looked at the empty wall in the corner of the living room and waved his wand gently, making the black cabinet suddenly appear.
In a slight burst of sound, Ash's figure disappeared again.
Click!
Ash pushed open the toilet door, and outside the door was an empty train carriage corridor. Young wizards who had just finished their vacation were gathering in groups in the box, chattering about their vacation experiences.
Ash walked into the box at the end of the carriage, and Hermione's exclamation came from inside:
"Setsuna! You can't eat chocolate! Spit it out!"
"No! Langyin is a prostitute, not a wolf!"
——
As students return to school one after another, the new semester is also in full swing. But as soon as they entered the second semester, professors from various disciplines began to assign them a lot of homework, which made the first-year students who had not yet adapted to it complain endlessly.
Especially during the Easter break at the end of the second semester, the amount of homework is insane, and the professors obviously don't intend to make their Easter break as enjoyable as Christmas.
In the library, three little ones were sitting on the same side of the desk. Hermione and Cassandra were working hard to complete the homework assigned by the professors. Harry among them looked at Hermione eagerly and said with anticipation:
"Hermione, let's go out and play for a while? How about just one day? Today is a rare good weather!"
The Scottish Highlands get increasingly colder in winter, with snow falling almost every day and lakes always freezing.
But today was an exception. The sun rarely appeared from the sky, and even the snow began to melt. The blue sky is clear and clear, and patches of white clouds are floating in the sky, like a beautiful picture!
Harley has always felt that it would be a waste of money if she didn’t go out to play in such nice weather!
Hermione looked at the blond girl aside and asked hesitantly:
"Cassandra, what do you think?"
"Whatever I do, I don't have any objection anyway." Faced with Harley's eager gaze, Cassandra rolled her eyes.
"Then let's go out for a walk, but only today!" Hermione emphasized.
"Great!"
Harley threw away the quill in her hand and jumped up from her seat excitedly, "I'll go get Ash!"
Snapped!
"I want to borrow all of these."
The three little ones were still packing their textbooks when they suddenly heard some silent footsteps and familiar voices. Harry ran up the stairs and saw a half-giant in a coat sneaking out of the library with a lot of books in his arms.
Harry's eyes flashed, and he waved to Hermione and Cassandra, followed Hagrid all the way back to his hut, and watched Hagrid slam the books on the table.
"Hagrid, what are you doing?"
Harry leaned over to look at the covers of the books with some curiosity:
"Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland", "Raising Dragons for Recreation and Profit", "From Hatching to Nirvana", "A Guide to Raising Dragons", "Postnatal Care of Female Dragons", "Raising Dragons: From Getting Started to Giving Up" 》……
Almost all books related to raising dragons are here.
Cassandra also saw the cover of the book and said in surprise:
"dragon?"
Hagrid's eyes widened and he looked equally surprised:
"How do you know I have a dragon egg?"
As he spoke, he took the initiative to lift his coat, revealing a dark dragon egg hidden inside.
"..." Cassandra was speechless.
In other words, you just entered Hogwarts with a dragon egg and even wandered around in the library?
Aren't you afraid of being discovered?
Harley asked curiously:
"Hagrid, where did you get the dragon eggs?"
"Earn it."
Hagrid said proudly:
"I was drinking in the village last night and playing cards with a stranger. To be honest, the man was probably just dying to get rid of it. I read in a book how to identify dragon eggs. This is a Norwegian Ridgeback. .”
"Hagrid, it's illegal to keep dragons!"
Hermione warned with a serious expression:
"At the Wizards' Conference in 1709, a bill banning the raising of dragons was officially passed. Everyone knows this! If anyone knows that you are raising dragons illegally, you will definitely be expelled!"
"Hagrid, you won't really be fired, will you?"
Faced with Harry's worries, Hagrid muttered in a guilty voice:
"Probably not. As long as you are not discovered, you will not be expelled. It was the same last time..."
"Last time?" Hermione couldn't believe it. How many dangerous magical creatures did Hagrid secretly raise?
Hagrid looked a little confused and quickly explained:
"It was an accident and Ash is taking care of Sid now."
"Sid?" Cassandra asked thoughtfully:
"Are you referring to the thunderbird named Shidejia?"
Hagrid's eyes widened:
"Sidja?! Why did Ash change his name?"
"It's her, Shi Dejia is a girl." Harley reminded in a low voice.
"Ah? Mother's?"
Hagrid was stunned for a while, then scratched his head in embarrassment, "I always thought she was a male... It's not my fault. She was almost discovered by Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall when she was born. I haven't seen her in the past few months." Saw her. Oh, poor little thing, she must miss me."
"No, she doesn't want to."
Hermione complained in her heart. She didn't get too entangled with Hagrid. She jogged all the way back to Hogwarts and climbed the marble stairs to the eighth floor. After making sure there was no one else around, Hermione walked back and forth three times in front of a blank wall before entering the Room of Requirement.
Phew!
I heard someone open the door, and with a high-pitched eagle cry, a golden thunderbird flew out from the forest prairie-style breeding house, hovering in the Gothic-style hall, with two eyes, one blue and one red, staring closely. Looking at Hermione.
At the same time, Shiroko and Setsuna sat boredly at the table, stroking a golden cat.
Hermione also felt a little itchy and petted the kitten for a while, but fortunately she didn't forget the business. She quickly went up the stairs to the second floor, stopped in front of a female statue, and hesitantly tapped the statue's chest. .
Boom!
With a slight roar, the base of the statue suddenly sank, and then the entire statue disappeared, revealing a doorway and Ash standing at the end of the doorway with a wand in his hand.
"Hermione, what happened?" Ash asked as he walked out of the room.
"Hagrid got a dragon egg, and he wanted to raise a dragon in the school." Hermione recounted what happened with a serious expression, and finally concluded with a worried voice, "This will definitely be discovered."
"Dragon?" Ash raised an eyebrow. Sure enough, Quirrell chose to start with Hagrid.
This is not surprising. Being able to be chosen by Voldemort to become his servant, and being able to sneak into Gringotts and escape unscathed, there is no doubt about Quirrell's strength. Among the mechanisms that protect the Philosopher's Stone, the only one that can pose a threat to him is Hagrid's three-headed dog.
Facing a three-headed dog with extremely high magic resistance and a counter-curse attached to its attack, it was undoubtedly unrealistic to break in. Quirrell must have tried it more than once, but none of them succeeded, so he could only try to get rid of Hagrid. Find a breakthrough here.
And it turns out that Quirrell is heading in the right direction, and Hagrid is the only breakthrough!
Ash touched the magic stone in his pocket and praised Quirrell from the bottom of his heart:
"The perfect plan, Quirrell gets almost everything he wants except success."
Facing the worried girl, Ash rubbed Hermione's hair and said with a smile:
"Let him be. Even if he is discovered, he can be kept in a breeding facility. It's quite big here and can accommodate a dragon."
Anyway, this dragon is most likely female as in the original book, and Hagrid is still making a wedding dress for Ash.
After seeing Hermione off, Ash returned to the room and let the statue rise back to its original position.
The room was not very big, but it seemed extremely empty. There was no decoration here, and the only furniture was a vanishing cabinet that Peeves accidentally broke some time ago - Ash had been there since the house elves sent it to the Room of Requirement. Study the principle of the disappearing cabinet and try to reproduce a new set of 'vanishing cabinets'.
PS: There is a half-blood descendant of Pottermore in the Malfoy family tree.