Hogwarts Archmage

At Christmas time, Draco and Harry's first Hogsmeade Quidditch Cup started, and the first round of the Hogsmeade Quidditch Grand Prix also started simultaneously...

The former was okay, but regarding the latter, it was hard to imagine that Professor McGonagall didn't deduct their points for such a "grand event", but just taught them a lesson.

But after thinking about it for a while, Ma En understood.

After all, this thing is held outside the school. Although the land of Hogsmeade Village technically belongs to Hogwarts, after all, the outside world cannot be governed by the school's rules.

And Draco may have felt unsure about the opening of the handicap for the first time, so he set a limit for everyone, so everyone participated enthusiastically.

Even the two organizers of the competition each bet on a representative team, and there were many quarrels between the two parties.

But no matter what, this game is still meaningful.

In recent years, the overall atmosphere in the wizarding world has been depressed. Various accidents have caused most people to leave their homes and go to Hogsmeade. Although they have become accustomed to the convenient lifestyle here, they still occasionally Missing my quiet hometown.

At the same time, as time goes by, this feeling of homesickness is becoming more and more intense.

At this time, a grand event that can allow all people to participate is particularly important. It would be even better if this grand event happened to be organized by one of our own people.

All in all, everyone was pretty happy. The only ones who were not so happy were the two organizers of the event.

What makes Draco unhappy is: "We are all good brothers, but you, Krum, are unwilling to cooperate with me in my fight against match-fixing?"

What Harry was unhappy about was: "Draco, how dare you trick Krum into cheating on the match?"

These two have been quarreling every day lately, causing a lot of trouble. Someone who doesn't know about it thinks they are fighting over the uneven distribution of the spoils.

But no matter how noisy it was outside, it was always quiet in the Black Tea House. After being thrown out three times, Draco and Harry finally learned what respect is.

In the current house, except for Draco, who was staying temporarily, the remaining four people were there.

Marn and Margaery really had no interest, and Esther found it annoying because there were too many people.

Hermione, who was only slightly interested, was dragged around by Harry. When she came back, she said that there was no golf ball in that place now. There were people everywhere, and everything was densely packed when she looked up.

"Isn't there anyone selling snacks or snacks?" Ma En asked with some confusion. No matter which country or time he is in, a creature like a vendor will never be absent as long as it is lively enough.

Hermione fell onto the sofa, rubbed her hands to warm herself up, and then said: "Forget it, considering that this event was held in a hurry and there was no chairman, Draco and Harry directly changed the podium of the stadium. It has become a big store, and the host does not spend as much time explaining the game as selling things, but it is very lively outside the stadium, with many people selling snacks.”

"Then no one feels disgusted?"

Hermione sighed: "I estimate that there must be 10,000+ people inside and outside the place in that place. Marn, you don't really think that with so many people gathered together, you will be in the mood to watch the game, do you?"

"This…"

"Okay, stop studying this, I've made some new discoveries." Margaery at the desk gently pressed her eyes with her hands to relieve their fatigue a little and said.

"New discovery?"

Ma En didn't understand this sudden sentence, but he still walked to the desk.

There was a map spread out on the table, showing the entire area of ​​Hogwarts including Hogsmeade Village.

"Map? Have you found a way to map this thing more accurately?" Ma En asked casually.

Margaery rolled her eyes and said angrily: "What am I looking for? Look carefully!"

Ma En then lowered his head and began to study. This study found that there was a pattern connected by countless small dots.

"The Dark Mark? What are these little dots?"

"These small dots are the locations where the bones were dug out that day. I modeled on the production principle of the Marauder's Point Map and created another kind of map. It is more precise than the Marauder's Point Map. In addition to the location, it can also show You can find the movement track of the person you need, but you must accurately call the name of the person you need to find, otherwise there will be no effect."

"So this person is Voldemort?"

Margaery nodded slightly: "Yes, to be precise, Tom Marvolo Riddle, a mixed race."

"Whether he is a mixed race or not is not important. What is important is how he walked so far in one night and was able to accurately draw a mark on the ground with that pile of bones? What is the real purpose? He came out to lose weight in the middle of the night. ?"

"No, Marne," Margery shook her head, "The map can show the footprints, but the footprints on it do not have traces of walking forward, backward, left, and right, but they became like this in an instant, as if they only took one step. But this step has left countless footprints.”

"What's the meaning."

"If I guessed correctly..." Margery said with a solemn expression, "All those bones have his aura on them... In other words, they are all the residues absorbed by him alone, and so many bones appeared. It’s not necessarily a warning here, but it could mean something else.”

Ma En looked at Margaery, who didn't show off and said bluntly: "He is probably nearby, and he has absorbed too much death energy and used too many wizard bones. His hiding place could no longer accommodate these things, so he had no choice but to throw away these remnants in a way disguised as a warning."

"Then why didn't he throw it somewhere else, such as the bottom of the sea, a volcano crater or something..."

Margaery shook her head and said she didn't know, but Esther took over.

"Have you ever thought about another question," she peeled an orange casually and said, "that dark magic, which is called death energy by both parties, can actually not only trap and hurt others."

Ma En thought for a while: "You mean...he is trapped by himself and can't walk?"

Esther nodded and said: "I think this thing is so evil. There must be a big price to pay to use it. Just like when guessing riddles, the answer is usually hidden in the question. This price is probably it." The characteristics it showed may cause less harm to Voldemort than others, but it must still be harmful, and the amount Voldemort endured was far greater than what outsiders endured."