I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 534 Polyjuice Potion Project

"Really?" Bellatrix stood up. Her striking grey eyes radiated a cold light. "You have never been loyal to the Dark Lord, right Severus! Because you are full of lies, not a single word of truth, am I right?"

"May I remind you that there is a little wizard in Hogwarts who possesses ancient magic. He is related to Wenda Rosier by blood, right? A direct descendant? Where did he get the ancient magic?"

"He is the heir," Snape said flatly.

"You are kidding me! Heir? What the hell, do you think I will believe it? Will the Dark Lord believe it?" Bellatrix sneered, her eyes becoming more dangerous. "Oh - he is just a kid who got the ancient magic power by luck - do you dare to say that?"

"It is what it is."

"Fact? If this is true, then why does the inscription unearthed from the Tower of Divine Assignment record the method of obtaining ancient magic power? If it is really destined that no one can take it away, how did that American girl succeed!" Bellatrix said angrily: "What heir? That is to fool those ignorant and stupid ordinary wizards. There must be some kind of technology, a technology passed down from generation to generation. In ancient times, this kind of magic must be available to everyone."

She would become so anxious and irritable that the birth of this child was entirely influenced by Owen.

After Christmas, the meeting with Owen deeply stimulated her, and so did senior Tom. When they realized that there were monsters beyond imagination in this world, seeking more powerful power became almost the most urgent need.

With the previous experience of Voldemort, both Bellatrix and Senior Tom gave up cooperating with the Outer Gods. After all, no one wants to gradually turn into a monster without knowing it.

Then seeking ancient magic power becomes the only option.

For several months, they have been searching for traces of ancient magic, not missing any clues.

Thanks to her previous loyalty to the demon king who had turned into a monster, Bellatrix knew a lot of secrets about ancient magic.

In particular, the information about the Purgers and fairies would be gathered here, so she was able to know so much.

"Heh--" Snape smiled noncommittally. "Maybe!"

"Maybe?" Bellatrix was furious. She had already held the wand in her hand. As long as she wanted, a big battle would break out here in the next second.

"Sister - please, don't" Narcissa grabbed Bella's arm and looked at her with pleading eyes.

If a fight breaks out here it will surely attract other people.

Whether it is the Ministry of Magic or the monster's men, it will be difficult for them to leave here today.

"Huh..." It had been a long time since she heard her sister call her like that. Bellatrix was distracted for a moment, but she soon came back to her senses, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and then looked at Snape with burning eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell that monster about your betrayal?"

"Oh - you can try it." Snape smiled. "See if he will trust a traitor or a loyal subordinate."

"Loyalty - you make me sick," Bellatrix said with a frown.

But as Snape said, she had no leverage over the other party.

Before coming, Tom asked her to make a deal with Snape, but she didn't want to hand that thing over to the other party at all, so she kept acting strong, hoping to get what she wanted without any effort.

but now--

"Okay." Bellatrix's face was as cold as ice. "Let's talk openly."

"Dumbledore has been pestering Barty Crouch for months, hoping to get something from him. I'm sure you know what it is!"

"We'll use that as a trade," she said, "in exchange for my child mastering ancient magic. The time is set for this summer vacation. If my child still hasn't mastered ancient magic by the end of the summer vacation, I will give that thing to that monster."

The corners of her mouth formed a sneer, "I believe that if that thing falls into his hands, you will never have a chance to get it again."

"This is not for me to decide." Snape said dryly, "Based on my understanding of Dumbledore, he should agree. But - unfortunately, this matter is not for him to decide. You have to go and discuss it with that silver-haired kid."

"This is something you should consider." Bellatrix said coldly, "You only have 24 hours to consider. I'm going to take Draco away now, and if Draco is not on the Hogwarts Express tomorrow, people will definitely be suspicious. You have to solve this matter. I don't care whether you use Polyjuice Potion to have someone impersonate you, or any other method. This is a signal. If you can solve this matter, it means you are willing to cooperate, and I will come to you again. If I don't see 'Draco' get off the train tomorrow, then - ha ha - say goodbye to that thing forever!"

After that, Bellatrix asked her sister to call her son and leave.

Before coming, she had not actually received any orders to protect Draco, and Senior Tom would not spare any energy for such matters. Narcissa's agreement with Snape was private.

But what she said just now was purely because she couldn't stand Snape's attitude and deliberately disgusted him.

A few minutes later.

As the door was opened, a smell of cigarette smoke mixed with the damp stench coming from the dirty river near the house, and there was only one person left in the living room.

Snape's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

Bellatrix's purpose was beyond his expectations.

A few days ago, when he knew that Narcissa would come to pick up his son, he had guessed that Bella would definitely come with him, and that she would come with the order of the young Voldemort.

But he guessed that the other party might just want to obtain intelligence cooperation, or force him to be loyal to Voldemort. He never expected that they would actually seek ancient magic.

They never expected that Bella would use that thing to threaten them.

The final Horcrux - Gaunt's Ring.

After sorting out his thoughts, Snape walked out of the house without staying for too long.

He was going to see Dumbledore.

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That night.

Owen stayed with Hermione the whole time.

They were in the Room of Requirement, and as it was almost the holiday, no one would come here.

He told the girl about the history of one hundred thousand years ago, including some of his guesses, in great detail.

There's nothing to hide.

And it couldn't be hidden, because Hermione would come into contact with those bas-reliefs at any time in the future. Even the wizards of the Union might ask her to study them together. After all, in addition to paintings, those bas-reliefs also had more complicated and meticulous ancient runes, which were the original runes from tens of thousands of years ago, and the wizards today simply couldn't understand them.

<divclass="contentadv">Only a few people could understand those runes, and Dumbledore was one of them.

That's why his office is filled with so many bas-reliefs and parchments.

As for Hermione, she had studied the ancient runes in the Chamber of Secrets under Hogwarts and the runes on the ancient puppets in the Tower of Divine Providence in the cave. Those were the versions closest to the original runes. It could be said that in terms of runes, she had reached the forefront of the world.

The wizards of the Federation will definitely come to Hogwarts to invite Professor Bathsilda Barbling, who studies ancient Niruwen, to participate, and Professor Bathsilda Barbling will definitely recommend Hermione to them.

And Dumbledore didn't seem to have any reason to object.

Owen himself did not fully understand the bas-reliefs; he just took a cursory look at them.

Some of the details still need to be studied by others.

The next morning, the two returned to their respective common rooms.

The Hufflepuffs were very excited about Owen's return. They talked and laughed, telling him about the interesting things that happened in the castle in the past month, mainly about Hufflepuffs.

It's a pity that they have to part today, so they can't talk too much.

And before he could say a few words, Professor Sprout suddenly appeared in the lounge and called Owen away.

"Professor?" After leaving the Hufflepuff common room, Professor Sprout, unusually, did not go upstairs, but took him down another floor.

This made Owen speak, because further down was the Slytherin common room and Snape's office.

"Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in Professor Snape's office."

"What?" Owen looked at the professor in confusion, but didn't ask any more questions.

Because Professor Sprout certainly doesn't know anything.

Snape's office is located in the basement of Hogwarts Castle, at the end of the same corridor as the Potions classroom.

It wasn't far from the Hufflepuff common room, and within a few minutes, they arrived at the door of the office.

Knock on the door.

A dull sound came from inside.

Opened the door and walked in.

The overall appearance of Snape's office is made of a whole long strip of gray-black stone, giving people a heavy and cold feeling. The ceiling is arc-shaped, and there is a dim magic crystal lamp above the stone archway of the only entrance and exit.

Its shape is like three huge hemispheres buckled together, forming a unique and complex spatial structure.

The shelves along the wall are filled with glass jars, three layers high, all filled with brown, red, and amber solutions containing snakes, scorpions, toads, and other creatures, as well as the eyeballs and organs of a certain type of creature.

In the middle of the office there is a large rectangular table, about 1 meter wide and 3 meters long. On the table are placed tools for making potions, such as a scale, glassware for measuring solutions, and dried herbal materials in beakers.

At this time, there were many people standing near the table.

Bill was tall and thin; Fred and George covered their noses as if there was some strange smell in the room; Sirius had the same expression, full of disgust; Mad-Eye had a cold face, and the blue magic eye kept whizzing in his eye sockets; Tonks' short hair had turned back to pink, and she was holding Professor Lupin's hand beside her, winking at Harry, Hermione and Ron; Professor Lupin had an embarrassed look on his face, and he didn't know where to look; Kingsley still couldn't get rid of his bald head, he looked solemn, and looked the most normal among all the people present; there was also a seldom seen person, Mundungus Fletcher, a short, slovenly, and wretched-looking wizard, who was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but no one liked him.

"Hey - Owen." A beautiful figure suddenly flashed over and she pressed Owen's cheek, "Did you miss me?"

"You——" Owen looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. Roy Sylph? Why did she come to Hogwarts?

"How did you come?"

"Calling me aunt is so rude." Roy said unhappily, then pinched Owen's cheek hard.

"We have received intelligence that something unexpected may happen today." Sirius walked over and said to Owen.

However, Owen discovered that the dog godfather seemed to have devoted some of his energy to his aunt.

"Information?" Owen said. "Where do you get it from?"

"The Federation caught a [Pretender] a few days ago," Kingsley explained. "From him we learned that the You-Know-Who has been resurrected and is planning to attack the Hogwarts Express."

"Attack the train?" Harry said in shock. "Is he crazy? There are so many young wizards on the train, could he -"

"He will only kill those who resist him or betray him." At this time, Snape, the owner of this office, finally spoke. "Like you, Miss Know-it-all, and Draco Malfoy who has already betrayed him."

"Malfoy?" Harry's eyes widened again. "He betrayed Voldemort? How is that possible!"

"I don't need to explain to you, Potter. Also, don't say those three words again." Snape said, "That doesn't prove your courage, it only proves your stupidity."

"Shut up, Snotlout!" Sirius immediately retracted his gaze and turned to look at Snape, "It's not your place to talk about my godson."

"Oh - what a consistent stream of stupidity," Snape sneered.

"What - are you itchy?" Sirius drew out his wand, ready to teach the annoying guy a lesson.

"Okay." At this time, Dumbledore spoke, "What we need is to solve the problem, not a meaningless quarrel."

Then he explained to Harry, "Tom cast a spell on the name Voldemort. Anyone who pronounces this name will be sensed by him. Harry - he couldn't find you before because you were protected by your mother's magic, but since you became an adult, the protective magic has become ineffective. So don't pronounce this name casually in the future."

"Oh——" Hearing this, Harry nodded lacking interest, not knowing whether he had remembered this sentence or not.

On the other side, Dumbledore retracted his gaze, raised his head and looked at everyone, "Regarding the issue of the attack, we cannot be sure that it will happen now.

But precautions are still necessary. After discussing with Professor Snape, Kingsley and Alastor, we decided to use Polyjuice Potion to let the members of the Order of the Phoenix hide among the young wizards and protect them secretly. "