demon hunter at hogwarts
Chapter 89 Born Noble
In the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.
Phoenix Fawkes was perched lazily on its wooden frame, with several long tail feathers resting on Dumbledore's desk.
The old principal looked forward quietly. At the end of his sight, Regulus was leaning on the armchair, reading a mottled old book by the dim light of the fireplace.
The title of the book has lost its paint, but the words "Born Noble: A Genealogy of Wizards" can be recognized.
This is one of the few well-preserved Black family books in No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Regulus specifically asked Kreacher to send it to Hogwarts.
But the above records about the Peverell family only have a few cursory sentences. It is obvious that the paternal lineage of the Peverell family has long been severed.
Regulus could only find out that Ignotus had two older brothers named Antioch and Cadmus.
And they are not the Parseltongues that people are familiar with.
Further back, the surname Peverell has no inheritance.
"Potter goes back twenty generations, and there is no one in his family who can speak Parseltongue, so the origin of his ability is already obvious." Regulus closed the old book and gave a conclusion.
Dumbledore didn't seem surprised at all, he just kept tapping the uniquely shaped wand in his hand on the table rhythmically.
"I can already imagine my brother's expression after hearing the news." Regulus ran his finger across the peeled title of the book and said softly, "There is no sign that Avada Kedavra can kill Magic is transferred to the target, so there must be some connection between Potter and the Dark Lord because of this failed spell."
"We all know that the Dark Lord is a Parseltongue. He never hides his ability and is proud of it." Regulus added.
"I assume you have known this result for a long time..." Dumbledore stretched out his slender finger and shook it, stopping Regulus from arguing, "Don't deny this. Why are you still doing these investigations?"
"I think Harry Potter is a pretty good kid. If it were me, growing up in the environment like his aunt's house, I would never be as... optimistic and cheerful as he is." Regulus said with a wry smile. , "Maybe it's because subconsciously I don't want him to be related to the Dark Lord."
"A good reason." Dumbledore nodded and smiled.
"On the other hand, studying the history of wizards is actually quite interesting." Regulus continued, "The process of digging out the truth from history is fascinating."
"Oh?" After hearing this, Dumbledore became interested. He left the armchair and sat upright. "Can you share it with me, a dying old man?"
"Some things are history to us, but to you... they are experiences. I won't show off." Regulus said half-jokingly, "I can only say that it's great that there are still people in the Black family living in the house. A lucky thing."
Dumbledore chuckled a few times, but before he could speak, Phineas Nigellus, who had been lying in the frame pretending to sleep, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He screamed at Regulus in a shrill voice: "You prodigal sons, each generation is really inferior to the other! How glorious was the Black family when I was the headmaster at Hogwarts? What about now? There are only two left. Heir! Then for almost ten years, one disappeared and the other was imprisoned in Azkaban! I even thought that the Black family would be cut off like this!"
Judging from Phineas' posture, if it were not blocked by the frame, he would definitely jump out of the portrait, teach Regulus a lesson in family law, and tell him what the glorious history of the Black family is.
Regulus coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Calm down... Phineas, calm down." Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Phineas's portrait. "They are still alive and healthy. This is the greatest luck. Maybe you can persuade Sirius first to consider looking for Phineas. A girlfriend... He’s not too young either.”
"I won't do it! That little bastard will definitely draw a beard on my face!" Phineas still looked angry, "If I were still alive, I would definitely put him..."
Too bad no one knew what Phineas wanted to do with Sirius.
Because in the frame next to him, another former headmaster of Hogwarts was raising an astonishingly thick wand that looked like a birch strip, aiming at him.
"You can only talk nonsense, Black." The shrewd-eyed headmistress said to Phineas threateningly.
Phineas glanced at the witch and the wand in her hand in fear, and kept moving back, almost moving into the portrait of Armando Dippet next to him.
"Kid, don't worry about him, go on." the headmistress said to Regulus.
"What our family has followed is actually the same path that led to the destruction of the Gaunt family. I'm not embarrassed to admit it." Regulus raised the book "Born Noble: The Wizarding Genealogy" in his hand, "As written in this book , if we continue to stand on our own laurels, the decline of pure-blood wizards is inevitable."
Hearing the word "Gaunt Family", Dumbledore's pupils shrank imperceptibly. Under the dim candlelight, Regulus did not notice it.
Phineas also lay down on the back of the chair in his portrait dejectedly, seeming to acquiesce to Regulus's words.
"Many people have explored the future of wizards." Dumbledore turned sideways, half of his face facing Regulus, and the other half of his face could not be illuminated by the candlelight and was hidden in the shadows, "Especially pure-blood wizards inheritance, you are far from the only one who is confused about this, my child.”
"If you are talking about the Dark Lord, he is just a liar and deceived our whole family." Regulus' tone was cold, "His actions will only send all wizards into the abyss. "
"It's not Voldemort." Dumbledore shook his head, the lenses reflecting the firelight blocking his blue eyes, "It's me."
In Regulus's impression, Dumbledore had always been an image who was indifferent to power. Although he had unparalleled strength and a huge reputation to match, he never tried to control power.
Many people believe that if Dumbledore wants to be Minister of Magic, no one can stop him, not even Voldemort.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Regulus was attracted, but Phineas leaned out of the frame again, and Armando Dippet hurriedly dug out his hearing aid from his pocket and put it on. And the huge wand in the headmistress' hand slowly lowered.
"It's a pity that my stupidity is not enough to find the answer." Dumbledore's tone was full of loss and regret. "What I can do is to keep the wizarding world as status quo and peaceful as possible, that's all."
Regulus was not surprised by this.
If Dumbledore had any good ideas to improve the embarrassing situation of pure-blood wizards, he would have started to promote it.
"It seems that intermarriage with Muggles or mixed-blood wizards is the only solution?" Regulus said suddenly.
Before Dumbledore could speak, Phineas, who had been holding it in for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer. He roared viciously at Regulus: "If you dare to bring a Muggle or Mudblood in, see if I can I will burn your name off the family tree!"
"Phineas, you are so rude!" A fat wizard with a red nose shouted loudly, waving his fist and shouting, "Educated people usually don't talk like this!"
Armando Dippet stood up tremblingly and blocked the path of Phineas running over. On the other side, the headmistress had already raised her wand and pointed it at Phineas.
"Sorry! Slip of the tongue!" Phineas explained with a red face, "I am so angry with this little brat... But the pure blood of the Black family... the noble blood... we are born noble..."
Phineas hesitated and could not continue.
"I can understand your feelings, Phineas." Dumbledore walked to Phineas's portrait and spoke softly, "Just like our school director Lucius Malfoy, ever since he knew about our After the book "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" was in the library, he wrote to me and asked me to remove books with similar content from the library."
He has also read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". The stories in it are quite interesting, such as "The Legend of the Three Brothers". Every little wizard will dream about it when he is a child. If he gets an invincible wand, he will use it. What to do.
As for what Lucius Malfoy was thinking, Regulus could probably guess a thing or two, because in the collection of stories, "The Wizard's Hairy Heart" and "The Story of the Fountain of Good Luck" had also made him Impressed myself.
One of them can cause intense physical discomfort to the little wizard, while the other...
"Lucius doesn't think that pure-blood wizards will find Muggles to fall in love with after reading fairy tale books, right?" Regulus asked, dumbfounded.
"That's right... He does believe that this kind of 'made-up' books that 'promote the improper emotional connection between wizards and Muggles' will have immeasurable harm to students' psychology and lead them to establish some wrong ideas. "The concept of choosing friends." Dumbledore said, "Of course, I concluded that his speculation was illogical, so I rejected him."
"Since then, he has insisted on writing me a letter every week, mainly criticizing my personal hygiene." Dumbledore returned to his desk, pulled out a stack of gorgeous envelopes, and handed it to Regulus.
Regulus took the letter, read a few lines and put it aside, sighing: "He is really free. If he can use this time to practice magic..."
"Obviously, Lucius didn't understand the nature of the matter." Dumbledore said, "I can understand his original intention of keeping the wizard bloodline pure... Let's not mention this, we should focus more on things we can do. Go ahead, as for the rest, let nature take its course."
"The best we can do is that we are almost certain that Harry Potter received some 'gifts' from the Dark Lord." Regulus took over, "We need to figure out how close this connection is and what ?"
Fawkes suddenly let out a clear, singing cry, and Dumbledore looked at his phoenix thoughtfully.
"I have a little guess about this." The old principal slowly sat back in his chair, "Is that locket still in your hand?"
"I locked it in the basement... Wait, I have an idea too." Regulus's eyes suddenly lit up, and the problem that had been bothering him finally found a breakthrough.
"You speak first."
"The reason I couldn't destroy it before was that I couldn't open it." Due to excitement and excitement, Regulus couldn't help but walk quickly in the office, "But what if we can? The locket is Salazar. Slytherin's and the Dark Lord's Horcruxes. They are all Parseltongues... Maybe the key to opening the locket is this..."
"Bold speculation, I think it's possible." Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone, "We can let Harry try."
"I don't think it's necessary to let the child participate in this process." Regulus said hesitantly. "He only needs to teach us to say words like 'open' and 'open' in Parseltongue. At most, he can teach us how to pronounce 'Allah'." The mantra "Huo Dongkai"..."
"This goes back to my speculation. If things really develop in the direction I expected..." Dumbledore's voice became heavy again, "You know how Horcruxes are made, right?"
"I know, splitting souls through murder..." Regulus walked to Dumbledore's table, leaning on the table with his hands, staring at Dumbledore unblinkingly, "You mean, because of that night , there was a murder in Godric's Hollow, so the Dark Lord has another Horcrux? This is worse than the worst possibility I imagined."
"I'm afraid so." Dumbledore nodded slowly, "otherwise we wouldn't be able to explain the fact that Harry can speak Parseltongue. Especially since you have already investigated his family tree, going back twenty generations."
"But this is impossible...not to mention the complicated process required to make a Horcrux. If the Dark Lord was rebounded by the death curse at that time, there would be no time to complete it..." Regulus shook his head and denied, "What's more, he already has Horcruxes, no one can make multiple Horcruxes... let alone use living people as Horcruxes..."
"With all due respect, we actually know nothing about the real secrets of Horcruxes." Dumbledore said, "The current conclusions are only based on the descriptions in the books, and Voldemort... he has put many magic Advancing to depths that have never been reached before.”
"My brother...Sirius, if he knows this news...he will definitely go crazy." Regulus' voice was almost inaudible, "I can't imagine how to talk to him like this."
"The matter is not determined yet. We need to observe Harry's reaction and make a judgment." Dumbledore said a little tiredly, "You should make preparations first. Everything will be clear when the Horcrux is destroyed... But Can you tell me, how do you plan to kill it? Avada Kedavra or Fire? These two methods can definitely destroy the Horcrux, but I really don't recommend that you act too hastily. We would rather wait a little longer. Find another way."
"No, I have my own way." Regulus showed a confident smile.
After saying that, Regulus prepared to leave the principal's office.
"Thank you." Dumbledore suddenly said.
"I'm not doing these things for you."
"This is for them."
Phoenix Fawkes was perched lazily on its wooden frame, with several long tail feathers resting on Dumbledore's desk.
The old principal looked forward quietly. At the end of his sight, Regulus was leaning on the armchair, reading a mottled old book by the dim light of the fireplace.
The title of the book has lost its paint, but the words "Born Noble: A Genealogy of Wizards" can be recognized.
This is one of the few well-preserved Black family books in No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Regulus specifically asked Kreacher to send it to Hogwarts.
But the above records about the Peverell family only have a few cursory sentences. It is obvious that the paternal lineage of the Peverell family has long been severed.
Regulus could only find out that Ignotus had two older brothers named Antioch and Cadmus.
And they are not the Parseltongues that people are familiar with.
Further back, the surname Peverell has no inheritance.
"Potter goes back twenty generations, and there is no one in his family who can speak Parseltongue, so the origin of his ability is already obvious." Regulus closed the old book and gave a conclusion.
Dumbledore didn't seem surprised at all, he just kept tapping the uniquely shaped wand in his hand on the table rhythmically.
"I can already imagine my brother's expression after hearing the news." Regulus ran his finger across the peeled title of the book and said softly, "There is no sign that Avada Kedavra can kill Magic is transferred to the target, so there must be some connection between Potter and the Dark Lord because of this failed spell."
"We all know that the Dark Lord is a Parseltongue. He never hides his ability and is proud of it." Regulus added.
"I assume you have known this result for a long time..." Dumbledore stretched out his slender finger and shook it, stopping Regulus from arguing, "Don't deny this. Why are you still doing these investigations?"
"I think Harry Potter is a pretty good kid. If it were me, growing up in the environment like his aunt's house, I would never be as... optimistic and cheerful as he is." Regulus said with a wry smile. , "Maybe it's because subconsciously I don't want him to be related to the Dark Lord."
"A good reason." Dumbledore nodded and smiled.
"On the other hand, studying the history of wizards is actually quite interesting." Regulus continued, "The process of digging out the truth from history is fascinating."
"Oh?" After hearing this, Dumbledore became interested. He left the armchair and sat upright. "Can you share it with me, a dying old man?"
"Some things are history to us, but to you... they are experiences. I won't show off." Regulus said half-jokingly, "I can only say that it's great that there are still people in the Black family living in the house. A lucky thing."
Dumbledore chuckled a few times, but before he could speak, Phineas Nigellus, who had been lying in the frame pretending to sleep, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He screamed at Regulus in a shrill voice: "You prodigal sons, each generation is really inferior to the other! How glorious was the Black family when I was the headmaster at Hogwarts? What about now? There are only two left. Heir! Then for almost ten years, one disappeared and the other was imprisoned in Azkaban! I even thought that the Black family would be cut off like this!"
Judging from Phineas' posture, if it were not blocked by the frame, he would definitely jump out of the portrait, teach Regulus a lesson in family law, and tell him what the glorious history of the Black family is.
Regulus coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Calm down... Phineas, calm down." Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Phineas's portrait. "They are still alive and healthy. This is the greatest luck. Maybe you can persuade Sirius first to consider looking for Phineas. A girlfriend... He’s not too young either.”
"I won't do it! That little bastard will definitely draw a beard on my face!" Phineas still looked angry, "If I were still alive, I would definitely put him..."
Too bad no one knew what Phineas wanted to do with Sirius.
Because in the frame next to him, another former headmaster of Hogwarts was raising an astonishingly thick wand that looked like a birch strip, aiming at him.
"You can only talk nonsense, Black." The shrewd-eyed headmistress said to Phineas threateningly.
Phineas glanced at the witch and the wand in her hand in fear, and kept moving back, almost moving into the portrait of Armando Dippet next to him.
"Kid, don't worry about him, go on." the headmistress said to Regulus.
"What our family has followed is actually the same path that led to the destruction of the Gaunt family. I'm not embarrassed to admit it." Regulus raised the book "Born Noble: The Wizarding Genealogy" in his hand, "As written in this book , if we continue to stand on our own laurels, the decline of pure-blood wizards is inevitable."
Hearing the word "Gaunt Family", Dumbledore's pupils shrank imperceptibly. Under the dim candlelight, Regulus did not notice it.
Phineas also lay down on the back of the chair in his portrait dejectedly, seeming to acquiesce to Regulus's words.
"Many people have explored the future of wizards." Dumbledore turned sideways, half of his face facing Regulus, and the other half of his face could not be illuminated by the candlelight and was hidden in the shadows, "Especially pure-blood wizards inheritance, you are far from the only one who is confused about this, my child.”
"If you are talking about the Dark Lord, he is just a liar and deceived our whole family." Regulus' tone was cold, "His actions will only send all wizards into the abyss. "
"It's not Voldemort." Dumbledore shook his head, the lenses reflecting the firelight blocking his blue eyes, "It's me."
In Regulus's impression, Dumbledore had always been an image who was indifferent to power. Although he had unparalleled strength and a huge reputation to match, he never tried to control power.
Many people believe that if Dumbledore wants to be Minister of Magic, no one can stop him, not even Voldemort.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Regulus was attracted, but Phineas leaned out of the frame again, and Armando Dippet hurriedly dug out his hearing aid from his pocket and put it on. And the huge wand in the headmistress' hand slowly lowered.
"It's a pity that my stupidity is not enough to find the answer." Dumbledore's tone was full of loss and regret. "What I can do is to keep the wizarding world as status quo and peaceful as possible, that's all."
Regulus was not surprised by this.
If Dumbledore had any good ideas to improve the embarrassing situation of pure-blood wizards, he would have started to promote it.
"It seems that intermarriage with Muggles or mixed-blood wizards is the only solution?" Regulus said suddenly.
Before Dumbledore could speak, Phineas, who had been holding it in for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer. He roared viciously at Regulus: "If you dare to bring a Muggle or Mudblood in, see if I can I will burn your name off the family tree!"
"Phineas, you are so rude!" A fat wizard with a red nose shouted loudly, waving his fist and shouting, "Educated people usually don't talk like this!"
Armando Dippet stood up tremblingly and blocked the path of Phineas running over. On the other side, the headmistress had already raised her wand and pointed it at Phineas.
"Sorry! Slip of the tongue!" Phineas explained with a red face, "I am so angry with this little brat... But the pure blood of the Black family... the noble blood... we are born noble..."
Phineas hesitated and could not continue.
"I can understand your feelings, Phineas." Dumbledore walked to Phineas's portrait and spoke softly, "Just like our school director Lucius Malfoy, ever since he knew about our After the book "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" was in the library, he wrote to me and asked me to remove books with similar content from the library."
He has also read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". The stories in it are quite interesting, such as "The Legend of the Three Brothers". Every little wizard will dream about it when he is a child. If he gets an invincible wand, he will use it. What to do.
As for what Lucius Malfoy was thinking, Regulus could probably guess a thing or two, because in the collection of stories, "The Wizard's Hairy Heart" and "The Story of the Fountain of Good Luck" had also made him Impressed myself.
One of them can cause intense physical discomfort to the little wizard, while the other...
"Lucius doesn't think that pure-blood wizards will find Muggles to fall in love with after reading fairy tale books, right?" Regulus asked, dumbfounded.
"That's right... He does believe that this kind of 'made-up' books that 'promote the improper emotional connection between wizards and Muggles' will have immeasurable harm to students' psychology and lead them to establish some wrong ideas. "The concept of choosing friends." Dumbledore said, "Of course, I concluded that his speculation was illogical, so I rejected him."
"Since then, he has insisted on writing me a letter every week, mainly criticizing my personal hygiene." Dumbledore returned to his desk, pulled out a stack of gorgeous envelopes, and handed it to Regulus.
Regulus took the letter, read a few lines and put it aside, sighing: "He is really free. If he can use this time to practice magic..."
"Obviously, Lucius didn't understand the nature of the matter." Dumbledore said, "I can understand his original intention of keeping the wizard bloodline pure... Let's not mention this, we should focus more on things we can do. Go ahead, as for the rest, let nature take its course."
"The best we can do is that we are almost certain that Harry Potter received some 'gifts' from the Dark Lord." Regulus took over, "We need to figure out how close this connection is and what ?"
Fawkes suddenly let out a clear, singing cry, and Dumbledore looked at his phoenix thoughtfully.
"I have a little guess about this." The old principal slowly sat back in his chair, "Is that locket still in your hand?"
"I locked it in the basement... Wait, I have an idea too." Regulus's eyes suddenly lit up, and the problem that had been bothering him finally found a breakthrough.
"You speak first."
"The reason I couldn't destroy it before was that I couldn't open it." Due to excitement and excitement, Regulus couldn't help but walk quickly in the office, "But what if we can? The locket is Salazar. Slytherin's and the Dark Lord's Horcruxes. They are all Parseltongues... Maybe the key to opening the locket is this..."
"Bold speculation, I think it's possible." Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone, "We can let Harry try."
"I don't think it's necessary to let the child participate in this process." Regulus said hesitantly. "He only needs to teach us to say words like 'open' and 'open' in Parseltongue. At most, he can teach us how to pronounce 'Allah'." The mantra "Huo Dongkai"..."
"This goes back to my speculation. If things really develop in the direction I expected..." Dumbledore's voice became heavy again, "You know how Horcruxes are made, right?"
"I know, splitting souls through murder..." Regulus walked to Dumbledore's table, leaning on the table with his hands, staring at Dumbledore unblinkingly, "You mean, because of that night , there was a murder in Godric's Hollow, so the Dark Lord has another Horcrux? This is worse than the worst possibility I imagined."
"I'm afraid so." Dumbledore nodded slowly, "otherwise we wouldn't be able to explain the fact that Harry can speak Parseltongue. Especially since you have already investigated his family tree, going back twenty generations."
"But this is impossible...not to mention the complicated process required to make a Horcrux. If the Dark Lord was rebounded by the death curse at that time, there would be no time to complete it..." Regulus shook his head and denied, "What's more, he already has Horcruxes, no one can make multiple Horcruxes... let alone use living people as Horcruxes..."
"With all due respect, we actually know nothing about the real secrets of Horcruxes." Dumbledore said, "The current conclusions are only based on the descriptions in the books, and Voldemort... he has put many magic Advancing to depths that have never been reached before.”
"My brother...Sirius, if he knows this news...he will definitely go crazy." Regulus' voice was almost inaudible, "I can't imagine how to talk to him like this."
"The matter is not determined yet. We need to observe Harry's reaction and make a judgment." Dumbledore said a little tiredly, "You should make preparations first. Everything will be clear when the Horcrux is destroyed... But Can you tell me, how do you plan to kill it? Avada Kedavra or Fire? These two methods can definitely destroy the Horcrux, but I really don't recommend that you act too hastily. We would rather wait a little longer. Find another way."
"No, I have my own way." Regulus showed a confident smile.
After saying that, Regulus prepared to leave the principal's office.
"Thank you." Dumbledore suddenly said.
"I'm not doing these things for you."
"This is for them."
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