Harry Potter I Am Death

Fudge is gone from Hogwarts, and soon, he will disappear from public view completely.

Perhaps when he reappears in the future, it will only be a down-and-out picture in the newspaper, with a few words.

For a longer period of time, he will also appear in the conversations of wizards after dinner.

But no one will sympathize with him, except some hypocritical political enemies.

Eli thought of Astoria, who had received a Cruciatus Curse from Umbridge.

I had heard that she was very weak, so this attack must have hurt a lot.

Eli said to Professor McGonagall: "By the way, Professor McGonagall, I may have to go to the school infirmary. Astoria was under Umbridge's Cruciatus Curse."

"What!", Professor McGonagall's face suddenly turned pale. She has always been very strict with students, but at the same time she absolutely finds it difficult to accept her students being hurt.

Not to mention the Cruciatus Curse.

Professor McGonagall's complexion was strange, and she said tremblingly: "The child's situation is a bit special, and the school infirmary may not be enough."

As soon as she finished speaking, she trotted directly to the school doctor's office.

Eli looked at Professor McGonagall in a daze, and then hurriedly followed. He didn't understand what Professor McGonagall meant by "special circumstances".

When they arrived at the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey was walking out in a hurry. Behind her, Astoria was floating in the air.

"Oh my God, Minerva? But I don't have time to say too much now. The baby is in serious condition. I have to take her to St. Mungo's. Only Sihanna can save her."

Madam Pomfrey panicked, and she spoke so fast that Eli almost couldn't finish her words clearly.

When Professor McGonagall heard this, his eyes widened.

"That curse hurt her too much."

Seeing Madam Pomfrey's frightening expression, Eli wasn't sure if the "curse" she was talking about was actually Umbridge's Cruciatus Curse.

Without staying longer, Madam Pomfrey hurriedly took Astoria away.

"I think it's safer to use the fireplace in the headmaster's office," Professor McGonagall suddenly called to Madam Pomfrey.

"Then we should be faster!"

A group of people hurried to the principal's office, only Draco was left in the school doctor's office. He was sitting alone on the chair, his face was pale, he didn't know what to think, he just kept stroking the bed sheet, trying to keep him residual temperature.

"Heap of cockroaches." Eli ran ahead, and he opened the principal's office directly with the password.

When Umbridge was appointed headmaster of Hogwarts by the Ministry of Magic, she made more than one attempt to get into the headmaster's office.

But no matter what she tried, even the statue ignored her.

As a last resort, she had to stay in the original office.

Hogwarts has been maintained and transformed by the four founders and successive principals. The entire castle contains mysterious magic.

No one can interfere with the affairs of Hogwarts. Even the appointment of the Ministry of Magic, which symbolizes the British magical regime, cannot enter the principal's office without the approval of Hogwarts.

Therefore, although Dumbledore was legally removed from the position of principal by the school board and the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts still recognized him as the principal until the next qualified principal appeared.

Dumbledore shared some authority with Professor McGonagall and Eli when he left, so that they could better control Hogwarts in his absence.

Several people entered the principal's room. Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, Madam Pomfrey led Astoria into the fireplace without any hesitation. As the fire rose, they disappeared into the fireplace.

In the end, only the scared Professor McGonagall and the confused Eli remained.

"Professor, I don't know what Astoria is..." Eli tried to ask Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall panted and looked at Eli. She shook her head and said, "Sorry, although you are friends, this is Miss Greenglass' privacy."

She patted Eli, "I can't say it."

Eli understood, and he didn't ask any further questions.

"I still need to deal with some things, I'm leaving first." Professor McGonagall nodded at Eli, and left the office first.

Eli surveyed the empty office. Apart from the books, all he could recognize was the battered sorting hat on the shelf.

"Hello, boy. The sorting ceremony seems to have happened yesterday."

When the Sorting Hat opened its mouth, it made a headache-inducing sound.

Eli walked over with great interest and asked, "Do you tell everyone that?"

"Ha, I don't know. Who would do such a boring thing. If it weren't for your special situation, I wouldn't necessarily remember you. There will always be some special students every few years, but they can really Not many caught my eye."

As the Sorting Hat spoke, it raised the tip of the hat in an anthropomorphic manner, looking very proud.

Eli became interested, he walked in and said, "Then can you tell me, who has left an impression on you?"

The Sorting Hat made some low voices, as if in deep thought, "The one with the deepest memory is that old boy Albus. To be precise, everyone in the Dumbledore family is excellent, but compared to him, his That younger brother is too weak. There is another one decades ago, you must have seen him."

The folds of the Sorting Hat were squeezed together, deliberately making some suspenseful sounds.

"Tom Riddle, right?"

"Ha, you actually said it out, but you did get the answer right, it was him. It's a pity that the kid is no worse than Dumbledore in talent, but he has a curse on him, which is doomed to his death."

"Curse?" Eli was a little puzzled. Every Hogwarts student was about 11 years old when he entered the school, and Tom Riddle was still from a Muggle orphanage. Who would put a curse on him?

"Yes, a curse. I'm not quite sure what kind of curse it is. It must be extremely mysterious or special. Otherwise, as the crystallization of the wisdom of the four founders, how could I not know it? In short, he is plagued by bad luck .”

His voice suddenly became weird, "Young man, don't rush to pity him, you also have a curse on you."

The weird tone and the content of the words made Eli's hair stand on end, and his heart skipped a beat.

"How can I have a curse?" He has always felt that he was being plotted against. With his magical attainments, even Dumbledore couldn't cast a curse without him being aware of it.

"Um... yes, want to know? Boy."

Eli wanted to smack the nasty hat.

"Can you tell me quickly, or else I'll wash it for you!"

"Hey, hey, look at you, what are you doing in such a hurry, it scares me, so I won't say anything."

Seeing that Eli's eyes were getting worse, the Sorting Hat didn't dare to joke anymore.

"Actually speaking, what you have on your body may not necessarily be a curse, because I have no way of knowing which one it is. But what is certain is that this strange entanglement is like a curse, and it is inseparable from you. Maybe one day it will Killed you, or it may never happen."

Just as Eli was thinking about asking Dumbledore for help when the time came, the Sorting Hat spoke again.

"I'll also tell you a secret, that curse of yours actually exists on those four people, and Albus, as if... was being targeted by an unknown person."

"Being targeted..." Eli murmured, and when he said this, he thought of an existence.

Salazar Slytherin had warned him once, and so had Dumbledore.

Death's greed for souls.

"So, we all have this...curse?"

"No, no, that Tom doesn't count."

"Not counting?"

"I can clearly feel the breath of death from the fetters on his body, just like an unknown curse, always ready to harvest his life."

Now Eli can't figure out what the curse or bondage is, and what kind of death, he has always thought that it is a very distant thing.

"So why did you tell me this, didn't you say it was a secret?"

The Sorting Hat jumped suddenly, "I remind you kindly that you doubt my words, but I am a hat that keeps my mouth shut. I tell you because Salazar set the rules in the first place, as long as you find one with that kind of The students who are bound must be assigned to Slytherin, he is very fond of you."

Eli suddenly realized, no wonder he had been assigned to Slytherin by this rotten thing at the beginning.

It turned out to be the heir.

Now it seems that Salazar is looking for someone who also has the fetters of death as his heir. I don't know if it is accurate, but it should be like this. You can ask when the time comes.

As for Reaper, ha, he can't even kill Voldemort without a nose, so don't worry about it.

"Okay, okay, I'll go first, I won't talk anymore." Eli waved his hand and was about to leave.

"I remember Albus asked you to help clean his office."

The Sorting Hat yelled.

Eli paused, then rushed out of the principal's office with lightning speed and closed the door.

"The young man is quite skilled." The Sorting Hat muttered, and the principal's office fell into silence again.

Eli walked down the corridor, thinking of Draco.

Astoria's situation is so serious, that kid must be uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, Eli went to the school infirmary. Judging from the Marauder's Map, Draco was still there.

Just at the door of the school infirmary, Eli ran into Daphne Greengrass who ran over in a panic. This was Astoria's older sister, who happened to be at the same level as Eli and the others.

"Where is my sister, how is Astoria...", she yelled as soon as she entered the school infirmary.

But at this time, the school infirmary was empty, only Draco was in a daze.

"Where's Astoria? Where's her?", Daphne asked while grabbing Draco.

"She has been sent to St. Mungo's by Madam Pomfrey." Eli said later, at this moment, Draco still had his head down and didn't know what he was thinking.