demon hunter at hogwarts

Regulus has always paid attention to the security measures at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Therefore, the owls sent by readers of the Daily Prophet could not send letters directly to the Black family's old house.

This allowed Regulus to enjoy a rare free time for about three days.

Because according to what Harry wrote in the letter, when he was in solitary confinement in Snape's office, a letter came in every ten minutes.

"Snotlout has nothing to complain about. Hasn't he always been jealous of James' popularity? Now that he has finally experienced the joy of being famous, he should be happy." In this regard, Sirius commented like this, "You shouldn't Take him with you, it's just a basilisk, I believe you can deal with that stupid thing even if Dumbledore is not around."

However, a few letters still slipped through the net and were delivered to Regulus' home.

One of the letters was from Horace Slughorn. The retired dean seemed to be planning to hold a meeting of the Slug Club, and explained to Regulus in the letter that he was an important member of the gathering. Never refuse.

"Let us welcome the brave and shrewd Regulus, the hero who killed the basilisk, to tell us this incredible adventure story..." Sirius imitated Slughorn's accent vividly and mocked Regulus. Sri Lanka.

"Don't you want to hear how I would tell this story?" Regulus' tone didn't fluctuate much, "Professor Slughorn also invited you, because you were unable to join the Slug Club during school. , he is very sorry."

"I'm not going, let me guess who else will be there...Lucius Malfoy, right? I don't want to talk about the concept of pure-blood families with him..." Sirius threw himself on the sofa , manipulating the tea cup on the table and doing a backflip, "There are so many fun things, why should I waste an afternoon and ruin my mood."

"In that case... I'll set off first." Regulus said nothing more and directly put on his coat and prepared to go out.

"So early?" Sirius was a little surprised.

"Because Gwenog Jones has a game to play, which is the highlight game against Puddlemere United, our plan is to watch the game first, and the party will be arranged after the game. So... Kreacher! No need for me Dinner is ready."

After saying that, Regulus opened the door and left.

For a moment, Sirius considered changing his mind and attending this party, but soon, his disgust for Lucius Malfoy and others overtook his love for the Quidditch game, and he Completely gave up the idea.

So, Regulus rushed to the stadium agreed by Slughorn in the letter alone, and went straight to the best, most luxurious and largest box.

"...It's not easy to get this box, thanks to Tiberus and Betty..." Slughorn, wearing his usual bright green smoking shirt, was introducing a thin middle-aged wizard standing there The big wizard next to him happened to see Regulus walking into the box door and immediately raised his voice, "Ah! Let us welcome Regulus Black. You must have heard about it. Our young and outstanding man My friend discovered the secret room of Hogwarts and killed the basilisk inside."

There was a round of applause in the room, Damocles Belby cheered, and Lucius Malfoy maintained his image and nodded slightly to Regulus.

"You may have heard that the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago. There was a panic in the school at that time - I am not disrespecting Armando, but it is true - he was frightened, and of course, I was also frightened. It's broken." Slughorn said, "Parents have received letters and been notified to come to school to pick up their children... You can go back and ask your parents to see if this is the case. Now, we finally no longer have to worry about the secret room, nor do we have to worry about our children being harmed in school, all thanks to young Regulus..."

"I don't think I'm as great as you said..." Regulus smiled, turned to the middle-aged wizard who was ignored by Slughorn, and asked, "This gentleman looks familiar, may I ask..."

"...Ah, he is Ambrosio Froome. You may not have seen him, but you must have tasted the sweets in his shop...Yes, he is the boss of Honeydukes." Slughorn En pulled the middle-aged wizard, Frum, over again, "Every time I celebrate my birthday, I receive pineapple preserves from him... I suggest that everyone have a good chat with him, because your The child will no doubt frequent his shop in Hogsmeade."

"I have brought an improved version of the sizzling bee candy. You can try it. It has not been officially launched yet." Frum opened his pocket, and a lot of candies that looked like real bees flew out. Regulus grabbed it easily. He got off a candy bee that stopped in front of him, put it in his mouth and started chewing it.

"I still remember what Ambrosio looked like when he first came to work at my place. He was a diligent young man." The gray-haired Ciceron Harkis held the bee in his palm and played with it. "I felt like it at that time. , he will definitely be able to do something great."

"Don't forget who the introducer is." Slughorn said with a smile, "Let's see... The game is about to start. If Gwenog knows that none of us are seriously cheering for her, she may not happy."

So, everyone in the room took their seats, and the service staff quickly brought fruits, snacks and various drinks.

Among these people, Regulus is relatively young. The only one of his age is Dirk Cresswell, who works in the Goblin Liaison Office of the Ministry of Magic. He happened to be sitting next to Regulus, casually Lean back on the couch.

Valley</span> "I heard that Cuthbert Mockridge may retire in the past two years. Can we expect you to become the new director of the Goblin Liaison Office?" Regulus suddenly asked half-jokingly. Creswell said, handing him a piece of pineapple preserves.

Cresswell was one year ahead of Regulus and was a Muggle-born wizard. Apart from regularly attending parties organized by Slughorn, he didn't have much contact with Regulus at other times in school. intersection.

He felt a little strange about Regulus' sudden conversation, but he was optimistic by nature and immediately replied: "I don't know where you heard this news, but it is different from what I know, Cass. Bert still has a passion for his job and I think he has another ten years left in him.”

Then, Creswell lowered his voice and said: "But he did say privately that dealing with goblins is too energy-consuming. Those goblins have very weird personalities. You don't know which words will offend them, Cass." Bert has always been worried that he will be locked by some goblin in one of those super-safe ancient vaults in Gringotts, and no one will find him, and he will eventually starve to death."

"That sounds scary." Regulus shuddered, glanced at Slughorn, who was discussing the current situation with Barnabas Guffey, editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, and lowered his voice. He lowered his voice and said: "Professor Slughorn often says that you can reveal valuable inside information about Gringotts to him, if you don't mind..."

"He always likes to exaggerate the truth... That information... is not particularly valuable. You know, many wizards store more than just gold Galleons in Gringotts. But when they are short of money, they sometimes entrust Gringotts sells those... so-called heirlooms." Cresswell said with a smile, "You know, goblins are very good at identifying treasures, and they will estimate the true value of those things..."

"No wonder he can always get some good things that others can't get." Regulus suddenly realized, "But these goblins... According to my understanding, they have a very tough attitude towards treasures. You can get information from them, very impressive."

"Actually, it's not that great. What I can know and reveal is no longer the secret of Gringotts. Otherwise, I would have been locked in the underground vault door." Cresswell blinked, " No goblin will reveal any real secrets to me, because to them, doing so would be a betrayal of their own kind.”

Cresswell was talkative and easy to get along with, especially after two glasses of delicious mead.

"...If there can be friendship between wizards and goblins, I can proudly announce that I have goblin friends." Seeing that Regulus seemed to be very interested in goblins, Cresswell started chatting, "How many of them are there?" There are some goblins I know well and like, such as Gornuk, who is an employee of Gringotts. But even the goblins who are the friendliest to wizards think that wizards cannot be trusted when it comes to gold and treasure. Respect the ownership of goblins... They believe that anything made by goblins should belong to goblins... and what we wizards usually do is to let another person inherit that thing. Goblins regard this behavior as stealing and robbing .”

"Even if it was made by wizards who hired goblins to pay for it?" Regulus took out his dagger and handed it to Creswell, "Then it seems that I can't just wave this thing in front of goblins in the future, lest they Thinking about it."

"Indeed, they think that the money is just the cost of renting these items. After the purchaser dies, the ownership of the items should return to the manufacturer." Cresway carefully observed the dagger and returned it to Lei Gu Les, "I suspect that when they make treasures, they will deliberately add some unique craftsmanship, so that they can recognize at a glance what is made by goblins... But human craftsmen have not known it until now. What is this secret, so we can’t make a replica that even fairies can’t tell the real thing from the fake one.”

At this time, the game had already begun. As soon as the game started, Gwenog Jones showed his strong strength. A precise Bludger directly hit the goalkeeper of Puddlemere United, causing the Holy Skull Island Harpies to The Demon Team easily hit the empty goal and opened the scoring.

Tiberus McLagan stood up excitedly and pumped his fist in celebration. Lucius rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied.

Cresway didn't seem to be too enthusiastic about football games. On the contrary, he seemed to have not had a conversation about goblins with anyone for a long time, and he had a tendency to lose control as soon as he started talking.

"...So, for many centuries, the interactions between goblins and wizards have been full of contradictions. Every 100 years, there will be a large-scale goblin rebellion...They will not be satisfied with the current situation, and the wizards are also I don't want them to really pick up the wand and really get the status of being on par with the wizards..." Cresswell glanced at Barnabas Guffey sitting on the other side of the box, "I remember Barnabas Si once published an article, which said...to this day, there are still secret goblin subversive organizations fighting against the Ministry of Magic, trying to give goblins a higher status..."

"They have taken control of Gringotts, what else are they dissatisfied with?" Regulus said doubtfully, "We can't really let them join the Ministry of Magic... I can't imagine that Bogrorod The way the goblin and Fudge appeared together at the Ministry meeting.”

"Listen to me, goblins are different from house elves. They are never satisfied... This is somewhat similar to humans. Let me tell you this, many people think that goblins are very satisfied with the Ministry of Magic's establishment of the Goblin Liaison Office. , thinking that they, like other so-called 'inferior creatures', will be content with the status quo." Creswell's expression suddenly became serious, "These people are wrong, and they are so wrong... They don't know how many goblins there are. Ability, let alone why the previous wizard paid a heavy price to deprive the goblin of the right to pick up the wand... If the wizard and the goblin started a war now, the goblin would only need to hide underground in Gringotts, and the wizard would not be able to break through those protective measures. "

At this time, cheers suddenly erupted in the box, because when the goalkeeper failed to save it, Gwenog Jones slammed the Bludger towards the goal, knocking the Puddlemere United chaser out of the target. The sure-fire Quaffle was knocked away.

"...Good girl! This ball can already be compared with some of the most exciting shots in my youth!" Ludo Bagman roared excitedly, and the supporters of the Holy Skull Island Harpy Team were standing in front of them. There was a wave of people in the stands.

"Do you know something about those protective measures?" Regulus asked while there was a lot of noise in the box.

"You know the troll security, that should be the least scary thing in the entire defensive measures." Creswell said, "In fact, those tunnels, fire dragons and other things are all meant to scare people. A capable wizard It's not difficult to deal with the fire dragon... What's really powerful is the goblin's own magic. Let's talk about those gates. If you don't understand the principles of goblin magic, you will be sucked in... I can't imagine that situation. How miserable. According to Gornuk, he only checks the door every ten years to see if there are stupid thieves trapped inside.”

"If there is only one door, it is not impossible to break..." Regulus said thoughtfully.

"It sounds like you are planning to break into Gringotts?" Cresswell said funnyly, "If I didn't know a little bit about your family background, I really thought you would be short of money."