Chinese students at Hogwarts

Chapter 450 I entrust the future to you

Daphne's interrogation is over.

It didn't exceed Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao's expectations. She didn't know much. Many of them were secretly told to her by the Death Eater who pursued her.

If it weren't for this Death Eater, Daphne probably wouldn't be able to tell her any additional information.

Voldemort said nothing except using her own advantage to let her pretend to be his sister and go to Hogwarts to find an opportunity to take out the wicker box.

Why a wicker box, I don’t know.

I don’t know what’s in the wicker box.

She was just a tool anyway. As for why she was close to Harry Potter, this stupid woman who didn't know what was thinking in her mind actually did it on her own initiative.

She wanted to use the identity of Harry's girlfriend to break into the dueling club, and then obtain some information to give to Voldemort, hoping to gain his appreciation.

Dumbledore once again put Daphne into a coma and called Professor McGonagall to take her away.

The future that awaits Daphne is destined not to be good.

"Zhang, why do you think Tom wants that wicker box?"

Dumbledore held the small teacup in his hand, and the conversation naturally focused on the wicker box.

The wicker box was a bonus provided by the diary, placed alongside the Ravenclaw diadem.

The box was protected by a lot of extremely insidious black magic, and there were only some Slytherin research notes inside.

Zhang Xiao also discussed with Dumbledore, which was basically about bloody body modification.

If anything, it explores the origins of some wizards and magical animals.

"Daphne said that the Dark Lord needs new power. Could the wicker box provide this power? Is it physical transformation?"

Zhang Xiao did not answer directly, but changed the direction and asked the question. To be honest, he didn't know much about Voldemort.

"Physical transformation -" Dumbledore shook his head, a little confused: "But Tom has almost transformed his body to the limit.

He used to be a handsome young man."

The principal's room fell into silence again, and the two drank tea in silence. After a while, Zhang Xiao rubbed his cheek:

"Professor, I am still more concerned about Voldemort's plan. It seems that he is very confident."

The same goes for Dumbledore.

Barty Jr. and Umbridge, the two right-hand men of Voldemort, may be looked down upon, but there is no doubt that their abilities are extremely outstanding.

Especially Umbridge, Zhang Xiao's only impression of this person was that he was extremely annoying, which even raised an interesting question.

[Please name the person you hate most in Harry Potter and explain why it is Umbridge]

But she started out as a mixed-race wizard whose father was a cleaner at the Ministry of Magic. She became the director of the largest department of the Ministry of Magic in her thirties, and later became the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic.

To say she had no powers would be to lie to herself, as virtually everyone who came into contact with Umbridge recognized.

So when these two people made a plan at the same time, and really believed that this plan could destroy all resistance forces and help Voldemort rule the West.

It's better to actually believe it than take it as a joke.

"This is indeed a problem. I will talk to Old Batty as soon as possible."

Dumbledore stood up. Seeing his actions, Zhang Xiao also understood that today's conversation was coming to an end. He also stood up and cleaned up the tea sets.

Then he left the principal's office.

The portraits finally spoke, and they discussed in low voices what kind of things would allow Voldemort to realize his plan.

Only one portrait of the female principal looks very serious:

"Albus, does Voldemort know something?"

"It's hard to say -" Dumbledore shook his head, his long white beard trembling, with a rare hint of worry:

"Niopher, Tom, he masters Parseltongue, and many places in the castle are no secret to him. He is also smart enough, and he has been exploring it during his years at Hogwarts.

So I'm not sure if Tom discovered anything, but I'm leaning toward the fact that he might have some vague clues. "

The headmistress became excited: "Even this is too dangerous. I can't imagine that if Voldemort really gets such a thing, the world will really be destroyed by him."

"Calm down. Things are far from what you are worried about. At least we didn't discover it at the beginning."

Dumbledore suddenly laughed softly, his blue eyes containing a meaningful emotion:

"Now I'm more curious about another thing. Why did Voldemort take back the wicker box? The contents inside are just some Slytherin research notes.

I checked it the same way and there was nothing special. "

Phineas, who had been silent, pinched his goatee and asked in confusion:

"What does this mean?"

"It means two things. Either Tom used a method that I can't see through to hide some message."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low, gentle voice:

"Either the side effects of the Horcrux are greater than we imagined. Tom only remembers that he stored something in the school, but he can't remember the content.

In other words, he has begun to forget some things. "

The school was empty, with not a soul in sight. All the little wizards and staff were watching the live broadcast of the game in the auditorium.

The Hogwarts team is second again. They should be cheering for victory at this moment, right?

Zhang Xiao raised his head and looked in the direction of the auditorium. Even though he was halfway across the castle, the excited cheers and thunderous applause there seemed to be right in his ears.

They should be happy, right?

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but curled his mouth. He stood at the intersection of the corridor, but didn't know where to go.

After thinking about it, he turned around and headed to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

It's still so quiet here as always.

Ms. Gloves put down her book and looked at Zhang Xiao, who was lying on the sofa without wanting to move. The projector started playing automatically, and she said through the sound of the movie:

"You look tired."

Zhang Xiao closed his eyes, and in a trance he seemed to be in the dark and gloomy seabed again, with huge stone statues, skeletons in the room, and countless obstacles, facing the Imperial Guards who knelt down towards him.

And the powerful figure riding a 'water horse' holding a trident high.

It was undoubtedly a powerful city, and it would have been even more powerful if it were placed thousands of years ago.

But this sea city that never seemed to fall disappeared overnight. The city seemed to be alive, with deep sorrow and sorrow, affecting everyone who went there.

It was only now that I seemed to have broken free from that state of mind.

Tired, of course.

"Yes ma'am. I didn't feel it during the competition. I just went to do some things with Professor Dumbledore, and now I suddenly feel very tired."

The glove lady didn't ask what happened. She raised her hand gracefully and snapped her fingers in the air with her silk glove.

The surrounding environment immediately changed, and a huge bed with curtains rose from the ground.

There was a soft velvet mattress on it. Zhang Xiao was caught by this bed. The curtain automatically fell, and the quiet and warm darkness enveloped him like a soft gauze.

The changes in the room are still going on, with a huge gilt dresser, soft carpets on the floor, a fire burning in the fireplace, and various decorations placed on the shiny closets.

"Maybe you should take a rest. This room has certain special effects that can soothe your mood and make people sleep deeper."

Zhang Xiao looked at the familiar furnishings. This seemed to be the room where he had slept in the first grade. No wonder he felt refreshed and comfortable when he woke up.

When Ms. Glove said this, Zhang Xiao suddenly felt extremely tired. He yawned for a long time, feeling sleepy and tears welling up in his eyes.

He reluctantly nodded to the lady, then remembered something, and took out the small bottle thrown to him by Professor Snape from the Qiankun Bag.

The water of life and death has been revised again and again.

After pouring a small bottle cap based on experience, Zhang Xiao used his last energy to turn his clothes into soft and comfortable pajamas, and drank it all while lying on the bed.

In just a moment, he fell into a sweet dream.

Ms. Gloves looked at him quietly. After a long time, the carefully preserved box on the desk suddenly flew over, and the paper man sent the spirit automatically without wind.

A slim figure gathered in the air. She came to the bedside and stared at the sleeping Zhang Xiao. Suddenly her eyebrows curved and she revealed a beautiful and thrilling smile.

The room suddenly shook violently, everything around him became illusory, and endless light gathered at this moment.

The glove lady's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her expression was a little painful, but she still kept moving. Her hands with white silk gloves danced gently in the air, as if she was conducting a grand symphony.

The soft light seemed to have an entity at this moment, allowing her to pull and play with it. When everything returned to calm, all the light gathered into a bright ball of light.

The rosy face of Ms. Gloves turned pale, and the spirit paper man could only simulate her mental state. If Zhang Xiao was awake, he must know that this was caused by excessive consumption of the source.

But he was sleeping soundly at the moment. He just turned over to avoid the light of the ball of light and continued to sleep.

The Glove Lady looked at his movements, smiled, and slowly guided the light ball towards the boy's body.

Silently, the ball of light sank into his body, and the golden light spell exploded. As if being pulled by something, the blazing golden light burned like a raging flame on his body surface.

The originally clear golden light became brighter and brighter, like the sunshine at noon, and there seemed to be a faint sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring echoing in the room.

The golden light slowly stabilized, and there was a reassuring weight just looking at it.

The Glove Lady looked at him and slowly floated away again. The paper man fell into the box again, leaving only the long silk gloves.

"Zhang, I entrust the future to you."

Harry and Malfoy were lying in the lounge in confusion, accompanied by Hermione, Cedric, and Neville who were even more confused.

Who would have thought that just now, with great sadness, he was preparing to go to the sea to rescue soldiers, but not long after he came out, he learned that Hogwarts had successfully completed its goal and lit the lighthouse.

No, I haven’t even seen what a lighthouse looks like? ?

When they were pulled to the platform to be interviewed with bewildered faces and accepted everyone's encouragement, they still didn't come back to their senses.

Let me talk about my feelings about lighting the lighthouse?

I do not know! Where is the lighthouse?

Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey saved them. The queen of the school infirmary took them away forcefully. Ludo Bagman wanted to protest, but Madam Pomfrey broke the defense with a look.

I could only watch angrily as the first aid team led the little wizard to the lounge.

Fortunately, everyone except Ron was fine.

In fact, even Ron's injury was not serious. It took Madam Pomfrey less than five minutes to declare that the treatment was completed, and the rest was to rest.

The lounge was empty except for a few young wizards. They were exchanging information in a flurry of words, trying to figure out what was going on.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore was at Hogwarts when he was supposed to have a make-up education lesson.

"Bang"

The door to the lounge was opened, and the little wizards saw the Weasley family rushing in. Mrs. Weasley hugged the confused Ron and cried loudly.

Mr. Arthur's eyes were also red. He pursed his lips, put one hand on his wife's shoulder, and gave Ron a very strong thumbs-up with the other hand:

"Ronnie, you are mom and dad proud!"

ah?

Ron looked at them blankly, and then heard Mrs. Weasley sobbing again:

"I'm sorry, my dear, I didn't know that my mother had caused you so much harm and ignored your feelings."

"Wait, Mom! Oh, don't do this, I can't breathe!" Ron broke away from Molly's arms and gasped:

"Can you first tell us what happened?"

The few little wizards who had been watching the show immediately nodded desperately. They were so curious that no one had told them in detail until now.

Madam Pomfrey said a few words, but she couldn't explain it clearly.

As for Snape, when he examined Harry, Harry suspected that he wanted to kill him. How could he possibly explain it?

"You don't know yet?"

Fred shrugged, and he and George looked at each other. The twins immediately reenacted the scene, and their excellent eloquence perfectly imitated what happened at that time.

The atmosphere in the lounge gradually became weird.

When they performed Ron's touching monologue with great emotion, Ron's face was as red as a cooked prawn.

Only then did the other three little wizards understand what happened, and looked at Ron with shock and admiration.

"So the appearance of the three of us at that time was broadcast live all over the world?"

Harry, Malfoy and Ron were shaky and their voices were weak.

"Of course! Congratulations, you have successfully left your own record in history!"

Fred shrugged, and George continued:

"Okay, we discussed it and felt that the pranks we played on you in the past were indeed a bit excessive, so we apologize to you!"

Ron felt like his head was buzzing and about to explode.

Only a few words floated over and over in my mind.

"Global. Live Broadcast"

Social death, completely achieved!