HP blood war

Can't solve my problem, it's better to find another one that is faster. "Harry leaned casually on a table, "The pure-blooded descendants of Slytherin are still alive, let Draco find someone who can rest assured, he has tried so many methods, and wants to make another awakened bloodline The Witcher is simple.If it doesn't work, go to Grindelwald. Although he is a bit older, he has strong magic power, and the chance of successful awakening is still very high. "

"What about you?" Money took a deep breath and calmed down. Harry's situation is special, and it is more difficult to solve the problem than awakening the blood under the situation back then. It is indeed the fastest way to find another awakened wizard to replace him. After all, who knows that When will the half Feathered Serpent soul wake up. "What are you going to do?"

"Be my savior." Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at Money in a daze, "You don't think I'll just let it go, do you? Anyway, I'm also the savior of Britain. Feathered Serpent may not be able to defeat him, but the Dark Lord I'm still fine." In his previous life, the Dark Lord who was defeated by a weapon that disarmed you, now, Harry said that hanging and beating is not a problem, after all, that guy is a brain-dead. "Okay, Moni, you go and discuss with Draco and the others who is the most suitable. As for me, try to repair my soul as much as possible, don't worry about me, the crown is already looking for it."

After looking at Harry's expression and confirming that this guy really didn't take the bloodline issue to heart, Mooney breathed a sigh of relief: "Harry, if anything happens, remember to tell us."

"There is indeed one more important thing." Harry's expression suddenly became serious, and Money jumped nervously thinking that there was something important, "Don't make such an expression, I just want Draco to help me make a double concentrated The soul stabilizer is very expensive to order." Harry had a distressed expression on Gallon.

"..." Thinking that this guy would feel decadent because of the disappearance of his bloodline, he must have been fooled by the black lake.

"Okay, let's go, Monny, Hermione is definitely back. I have been using nutritional potions for meals for several weeks. I miss the veal steak very much now." Harry patted Monny on the shoulder and opened the door get ahead.

The role of the savior is to always stand in the front and charge forward, do your job well, be your own target, and just know when you panic.

Looking out of the window in a blink of an eye, it snowed very early this year. The students I met along the way saw Harry and raised their hands to say hello. Harry smiled back, as if avoiding all physical contact inadvertently: "I'm starving to death, Let’s talk next time, I miss veal steak and cream soup, and I’m almost sick of nutritional potions.”

The author has something to say: my aunt invaded quietly, and my bed sheets were gloriously sacrificed in the battle... Light-colored sheets are so hard to wash!Should I be glad that there is no such thing on the quilt!

☆、Reassuring room

"What did you say?!!" Draco stood up, almost knocking over the sofa behind him.What a joke!What does Pot cause the bloodline to disappear because of the problem of the soul? !What does it mean to ask them to find another bloodline awakener? !Did he think this was going to buy a wand!Try one by one and there will always be a suitable one!Are bloodline awakeners so easy to find?

"Where's Harry? Where is he!" Ron got up and was about to push open the door of the Response Room, and he wanted to ask Harry face to face what's going on!

"I don't know, probably somewhere to discuss the restoration of the soul with Crown." Mooney sighed, knowing this was the case, so he didn't tell the other two people when he first discovered that Harry's soul was incomplete. "Don't go looking for him, just ask me if you have any questions. Although Harry didn't show anything, but his bloodline suddenly disappeared, it's absolutely impossible that there are only those who don't adapt."

"...how is his soul condition?" Draco calmed down, let's not mention other things, what is important now is the stupid soul, don't wait until he has had a fight with Feathered Serpent, he first had a relationship with the world because of the soul problem Bye now.

"How should I put it..." Moni thought carefully about the state of the soul he saw before, "The Horcrux cut off one-fifth of the overall soul, and the soul in the Horcrux lost two-thirds, and now the missing Although the part of it will not affect Harry's life, the torn hole will lead to the continuous loss of soul power, although the speed is not fast, but if this continues, Harry will not be much different from the Dark Lord in a few years."

"Can't you replace the soul in the Horcrux first?" Ron frowned and looked at the wooden handrail, the spiral pattern was the same as his state - full of confusion.

"No, this part of the soul can be preserved intact because of the relationship between the Horcrux. When Harry is affected by the soul problem, this part of the soul can be used for emergency." Moony also raised his forehead with a headache, "Even if you add the Horcrux With the help of the soul and the potion, at most three years, Harry will be influenced to become like the Dark Lord, and the speed of Harry's soul loss is too fast."

"Three years?! The Dark Lord made seven Horcruxes and lived to be 70 years old. How come Harry only has three years!?" Ron's eyes widened in disbelief, and Draco also said, "This How is it possible' expression.

"The Dark Lord made Horcruxes for eternal life. He never thought about the problem of getting his soul back. He split part of his personality and soul together. It will only reduce the size of the soul, and there will be no problem of loss." Money sighed, Leaning weakly on the sofa, "Harry's production method is a little different. In order to replenish the soul, Harry opened a hole in the soul. Now the soul in the Horcrux is not enough to make up for the lack of the hole, and the soul keeps losing. .”

"What if we don't consider making up for it, but only guarantee that the soul will not be lost?" The worst is to give up the soul in the horcrux, and at most it just becomes manic and irritable.

"No way." Although he had a nightmare, he could only watch.

"I'll make a stabilizer for Harry first, and as for the other blood awakener..." Draco sighed, "Go and find Grindelwald, those pure-blooded descendants of Slytherin, although it's a bit contemptuous to say so , but they haven’t experienced any experience, and they don’t have the perseverance to survive the awakening process.” Otherwise, when they opened their eyes in this era, they would have forced those people to awaken, who didn’t know much There is such a thing as a person with higher fighting power.

"However, no matter how young Grindelwald looks, he is more than 100 years old after all..." Money was a little worried about whether Grindelwald's old bones could be carried.

"Don't worry, with Headmaster Dumbledore here, with the headmaster's personality, he will definitely fight against Feathered Serpent, and Grindelwald will definitely try his best to awaken his blood." Otherwise, the principal's old bones can't beat Feathered Serpent.Ron remembered that when he went back to the past, Grindelwald shamelessly pestered Dumbledore every day.

"Then, I'll make the potion. Mooney is not good at talking. He will help me, and Grindelwald will leave it to you." Before Ron had time to object, Draco pulled Mooney away.

"..." It's just a soul stabilizer! !You, a potion master pharmacist, can't make it!Grindelwald's side is not a problem, isn't it possible that Money can't even narrate!For the two who smelled sour in love all the time, Ron left the Room of Requirement and went to find Hermione-who didn't have a partner yet!

Harry Potter was huddled in an abandoned classroom as Monica guessed, but instead of holding a crown, he was huddled in a corner in a daze by himself in an invisibility cloak.

This abandoned classroom was not far from the Room of Requirement. Harry heard the footsteps of Draco and the others passing by outside the door, slowly got up, gently opened the door of the classroom, and walked back and forth three times at the door of the Room of Requirement.

Entering the room, Harry had to bend over and curl up to look around, Harry smiled, this was the closet he lived in at his aunt's.What he wanted was a room where he could feel at ease, but he didn't expect it to be here.

Thinking about it before, although the aunt's family didn't treat him very well, but after he was locked in the closet, the aunt's family would not take care of him anymore. Although there was no food, there was no need to worry about being beaten or heavy housework.

Later, when he arrived at Hogwarts, although Hogwarts was like a home, after experiencing too many things, Hogwarts did not make him feel so at ease.When he lived in Black's old house, it happened to be the period when he was ridiculed by the entire magic world. Black's old house was the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix at that time, and everyone was busy. He was always worried that he would disturb others. Then Sirius... Black's old house was too open for him.

Afterwards, he didn't have any fixed place to live, and after much calculation, it turned out that staying in the closet was the most reassuring place for him.Harry shrank into a ball, the closet was too small for him now, and it was uncomfortable to squeeze in here, seeing that the scratches on the closet door were completely restored, Harry scratched it again.

The posture of curling up for too long made Harry breathless. He pushed open the door panel, rolled out with difficulty, lay on his back, and took a few breaths. Harry got up and tightened the invisibility cloak. He heard that Ron was going to find Grindelwald , since fighting can't help, let him do other things.

☆, Grindelwald's blood

"Mr. Potter, you need to know that it's a beautiful afternoon tea time, what can you do!" Grindelwald leaned out half of his body from the principal's lounge, with the door panel blocking the situation in the room, and stared at Ha Li, "Also, how did you get in here!"

"..." Harry glanced at Grindelwald's open shirt, his eyes staggered to the side, "it's something, it's very important, if you don't mind—of course, it doesn't matter if you mind—we can have something normal Afternoon tea." Then Harry walked to the sofa very consciously, "Pippi!"

"Mr. Potter, is there anything I need?" Bang the house elf appeared.

"Order small cakes and black tea according to the headmaster's taste, and the black tea should be normal." Pippi bowed and disappeared, Harry turned his head to look at Grindelwald who was gritting his teeth, grinned, and raised his voice, "Principal Dumbledore, if you really don't Time, I can wait here first."

"Then you just wait... Hiss!" Grindelwald suddenly fell forward, as if someone had hit him with something, glared at Harry viciously, and slammed the door.

Pippi quickly delivered the cake and black tea, and Harry picked up the black tea. After drinking a cup, Dumbledore, who appeared to be in his 30s, came out of the rest room with a face full of embarrassment, but Grindelwald did not come out.

"Harry, you have..." As soon as Dumbledore opened his mouth, Harry picked up another cup of black tea and handed it over. Although he didn't speak, Dumbledore fully understood the meaning in Harry's eyes, and took the black tea even more awkwardly , Moisturize the throat, the dryness of the throat is much better, "Cough, the weather is too dry..."

"Well, it's too dry, so drink more water." Harry nodded solemnly in response.

"Ahem, Harry, what do you want?" Dumbledore sat down with a teacup in his hand, without touching the little cakes at all.

"There are many things, but there is only one most important thing. After thinking about it, I decided that it would be better to tell the principal that the Dark Lord is possessed by the soul of an immortal feathered snake that has lived for an unknown number of years—to explain, then It is a real ancient Feathered Serpent, not a descendant of awakening. To be specific, after a while, it is faster to use Dementor directly, forget about the Pensieve, because there are too many memories." Dumbledore choked on a sip of black tea, no Coughing stopped, Harry looked regretfully at the overturned teapot, the black tea was very good.

"So, it's not because the Dark Lord has mastered special magic that you've worked so hard to awaken your bloodline!?" Dumbledore managed to catch his breath.

"Is that what Professor Snape explained?" Harry raised his eyebrows. "Then did the professor say that I am not the only one who has awakened bloodlines, but four?"

"No." If Snape had told him this, he would never have believed such a ridiculous excuse, "So, what can I do for you?"

"Because of some unexpected accidents, my bloodline has been temporarily out of order, so now we need another wizard who has awakened the bloodline."

Dumbledore was a little puzzled. Although he was also a pure-blood wizard, he could be sure that Dumbledore was not a descendant of a nobleman, nor did his ancestors have any special blood: "What can I help?"

"Help Mr. Grindelwald through the blood awakening." Grindelwald was once a great nobleman in England, but later moved to Germany for unknown reasons.In terms of pedigree alone, Grindelwald is much more suitable than Griffin in close combat with Feathered Serpent.

"I think you tell Gellert directly, and he won't object." Dumbledore wondered why Harry didn't tell Grindelwald directly.

"I'm worried that if we go directly to Mr. Grindelwald, he will find a way to knock the principal unconscious and send him to Germany, and then let us find another suitable wizard." The teasing in Harry's words made Dumbledore turn his head in embarrassment , "Principal, I have no doubt that Mr. Grindelwald will find a safe enough place and force you to stay there until everything is over."

"..." This is indeed what Gellert would do.

"Now that you know, don't talk so much nonsense." Grindelwald strode out of the lounge. That Voldemort has made Al worry about the wizarding world for so many years, and now there is another feathered snake, just like the savior said , he plans to kidnap Al right now, "Not to mention England, there are so many nobles in the magic world, can't you find a suitable one?"

"Let's not talk about anything else, first of all, mixed blood is not enough, otherwise Professor Snape's advantage in age alone is stronger than you, and then in experience, without enough life experience, he can't resist the process of bloodline awakening, although Sirius has two aspects. Appropriate, but the life in Azkaban made him not as good as those underage Slytherins in terms of physical fitness." Harry changed his breath and continued, "Ron and his blood have a great deal in melee combat. In the end, only Parkinson and Grindelwald are suitable, and Parkinson..." Harry glanced at Grindelwald mockingly, "You have the nerve to let a girl fight with Feathered Serpent?"

"Wait a minute, I remember that my ancestor's blood should be Yati Snowman. In terms of melee combat, he is no better than an elf." Although he is high in agility and flexibility, he is very fragile.

"Who said it was the Yati Snowman? I'm talking about a Titan that feeds on dragons—of course not ancient dragons." Just like the more famous bloodline of the Malfoy family is Veela, before the magic world stabilized thousands of years ago The lineages inherited by the major nobles in the country have been almost forgotten.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows. He really didn't know that Grindelwald's ancestors had Titan blood.Harry looked at Dumbledore: "Principal, look at Mr. Grindelwald's attitude and you understand why I came to you, right?"

"Gellert..." Dumbledore sighed, and before he could say anything, Grindelwald slapped the table and glared at Harry: "Okay! Kid! I agree!" Seeing that Al's attitude is ready to dedicate himself to the magic world It means that if this kid had this kind of ability in his previous life, the Dark Lord would have been played to death by him long ago! "Now that afternoon tea is over, let's go!"

"Then, Ron will come to discuss the awakening method with Mr. Grindelwald in a few days, so I won't bother you two." Harry blinked, and then left the principal's office satisfied.

☆, the name is helpless

There was a knock on the door, Snape kept correcting homework, and Draco walked into the office: "Dean."

"Draco? What do you want?" Snape stopped the quill in his hand.

"Dean, I want to ask about Harry..." Draco saw Snape pick up the quill again in the middle of speaking, and made a gesture of seeing off the guests: "If Potter didn't need me to cut off his One last breath, then, you can go."

"..." Draco choked, swallowed and asked if there was any special adjustment for the soul stabilizer that Potter used before. "Dean, I'm mainly here to ask you to help make the auxiliary potions that Mr. Grindelwald needs." Although he is also a master pharmacist, he is better at healing potions and drugs, and his skills on these special potions are not good. Much better than when I graduated from Hogwarts.

"What potion?" Snape asked in a deep voice.

"It's a formula that didn't exist before. It's a potion created after many experiments back then. It's very effective, but it's more harmful to the body. Now at Grindelwald's age, I need the dean's help to improve the potion." De Laco took out the parchment, on which was a complicated potion formula.

Snape took it over. The formula required a lot of materials, and in order to make the potion effective, there were very few palliative potions. With such a strong medicinal effect, it was actually possible to make it instead of blowing up the crucible? !Seriously calculated the effect of each step, and at the end, Snape let out a sigh of relief in the face of the calculated result. The person who can make this formula is definitely a lunatic...

Snape glanced at Draco next to him: "It's beyond my expectation that you can survive till now."

"Facing a 5.00% success rate, it's just some organ damage, and medicine can solve it." Coupled with the magic circle induced by the bloodline, the 15.00% bloodline awakening probability can make the entire magic world boil. "As you have seen, the medicine is very harmful to the body. Even though Mr. Grindelwald looks very young, he is still over 100 years old, so I have to trouble the dean."

"What's Grindelwald's blood?" Snape looked at the material shelf, and began to think about the probability of getting blood from Grindelwald.

Seeing where Snape's gaze drifted, Draco spread his hands helplessly: "Unfortunately, Dean, it's a Titan."

"Tsk!" Snape put away the parchment regretfully, that kind of giant like a moving volcano, covered in lava, has no potion value at all, "It's really hard to see who can become the first generation of Dark Lord The ancestors have Titan blood." Titans are not very good in terms of IQ.

"Actually, the closest record of the Grindelwald family to modern times is the Yati Yeti." Therefore, in terms of IQ, the Grindelwald family should inherit the Yati Yeti.

"What a pity." Snape waved Draco away. If he was of Yati's blood, he would be able to try many potions again.

"Then, I'll go first, Dean." Draco left the office, and he had to find Harry's soul stabilizer.

When Draco looked around for Harry, Harry had already left the principal's office and was on his way to the library.It didn't take much guesswork to know that Ron would definitely go to Hermione for comfort after being shown off by that pair.

"Hermione, Ron." Unsurprisingly, Ron was writing a paper with Hermione, pretending to be a bad-spoken Ravenclaw.

"Harry?" Hermione looked up from the tome, the papers in the history class required too much information... In fact, even Ravenclaw rarely did the history class homework as seriously as Hermione s student. "Money just came to see you."

"Oh, I see." Harry sat casually next to Hermione, Ron glared at him indistinctly, and Harry moved a little to the side in a dark line, "Ron, I've already dealt with the matter of Monny asking you before." alright."

"...I'm sorry to trouble you." Ron was silent for a while. Although Harry didn't show much, as a siren who could sense other people's emotions, he could feel that Harry was not in a good mood.

"It's okay." Harry waved his hand indifferently, and then got up to leave. Hermione didn't quite understand their conversation, but she didn't intend to ask. As a girl who was smart and delicate enough, she could see that there was a secret between Harry and the two of them. .

Harry returned to the dormitory, and Moni was waiting for him in the dormitory: "Harry, Draco asked me to ask you if there were any special adjustments to the potion you used before." The soul stabilizer will be adjusted according to different soul conditions. Adjustment.

"No, it's just that the concentration is higher." Lying on the bed, climbing up to the eighth floor, going to the principal's office again, and then turning to the library, Harry felt a little tired.

"Oh." Money responded, took out the communicator to inform Draco, and before connecting to Draco, he heard Harry's breathing became steady.

Leaving the dormitory lightly, Harry opened his eyes in a daze as soon as the door closed, and the sound of the door closing startled him.

After lying in silence for a while, Moni opened the door and came in: "Hey, did I wake you up?"

"No, it's just that I'm hungry." In the medical wing, I slept soundly because the nutritional potion had a sleeping effect, but just after leaving the potion, I was awakened many times last night by the sound of Mooney and the others turning over. Harry rubbed forehead. "I'm going to the restaurant, are you going?"

"Let's go all the way, Draco bribed the house elf, and my dinner plate will be filled with special desserts from now on." Money bared his teeth.

Harry froze when he rubbed his forehead, do you have to show affection all the time after eating?Harry completely understood Ron's behavior earlier.

The author has something to say: Let me explain, regarding the lineage of the magical creatures in the article, the author just checked the names of western magical creatures on the Internet, and only picked two. The abilities and so on are all made up by myself.

☆, generation gap

It has been almost a month since Harry settled Grindelwald, because the Death Eaters have been quiet, coupled with the constant protests from the parents of the students, the dementors outside the castle have been evacuated, facing Huo After the trip to Germaud, after a period of boring time where few people even live on the lawn, most people are looking forward to it.

Harry was stirring the oatmeal in the bowl, the soul stabilizer made by Draco was very effective, the feeling of irritability that appeared from time to time was gone, but the incomplete soul still caused Harry to often lack of energy, and he was sleepy at night Often woken up, Harry looked listless every day.

"Harry, are you really not going to Hogsmeade today?" Hermione was also one of the people looking forward to it.

"I won't go, after all, it was the spine that was broken before, so it's better to walk less." Harry said vaguely with bread stuffed in his mouth, "You can bring me some snacks."

"Okay, what do you want?" Hermione paused, and added, "In addition to chocolate and sugar, eat less sweets, which will not only make you fat but also damage your teeth." Then she slapped Mooney's hand to get the jam naturally, "There's enough jam on the bread, be careful you will have your teeth pulled out by Madam Pomfrey just like Harry."

"Pfft!" Money groaned, burying his head in his porridge, Harry could tell from his shoulders trembling from time to time that the kid was laughing at him.

"…" Harry glanced at Mooney, then licked the canines in his mouth, which ached every time he brought up the subject. "Hermione, why do I think Mooney's cereal is wrong?"

"Huh?" Hermione didn't understand. She looked at Money's bowl. There was nothing there. Oatmeal, milk, isn't it all like this?But Mooney's porridge is a bit darker...

"It feels like the color of maple syrup." Facing Mooney's widened eyes and the accusation in his eyes, Harry replied haha, idiot, it's strange that Hermione can't see the maple syrup in milk cereal .

Hermione's voice yelling at Money sounded more refreshing to Harry than the ham in his hand.Every meal is afraid that I don't know that your food is specially made, it's all cheese corn, and let me taste your portion, although I can't stop you from showing your affection, but it's okay to add a little bit of embarrassment.

Wiping his mouth, Harry made an excuse to go back to the dormitory, and went to the principal's office. Looking at the stone beast at the door, Harry sighed, why doesn't the principal always remember to tell him the password?Skillfully reciting a list of candies, the strange thing is that the door didn't open. Harry blinked, and Grindelwald's face emerged.

It was definitely the narrow-minded Dark Lord who changed his password.Harry gritted his teeth and smiled, "Arianna." The stone beast didn't move.

"Arianna." Of course the stone beast still didn't respond.

"Arianna." The portrait figure who was about to watch the scene made a cut, turned around and disappeared.

"Arianna." The stone beast stayed quietly.

"Arian..." In the middle of speaking, the stone beast suddenly turned around, revealing the stairs behind it, and randomly roared: "Damn boy!"

When Harry walked up the stairs, he saw Grindelwald handing out snacks beside Dumbledore with a smile: "Al, don't be angry."

"Good morning, Headmaster, good morning, Mr. Grindelwald." Harry squinted and smiled.

Grindelwald gritted his teeth, deeply missing the savior in his previous life who had been secretly called an idiot by him.

"Harry, I called you here this time to tell you that I hired a helper to study the alchemy formation with Mr. Weasley." Because of Grindelwald's age, the alchemy formation used by Harry and the others in his previous life was not suitable for Grindelwald. Wo, Ron is now immersed in obscure alchemy books to improve the alchemy array every day.

"You can just tell Ron these things." Harry watched as Dumbledore slammed his elbow on Grindelwald's stomach without changing his smile. dessert.

"I just think it's up to you to communicate with Mr. Weasley in this regard. After all, the helpers I have hired may have some differences in opinion from Mr. Weasley's. To prevent them from quarreling, you still need to mediate." Thinking of myself The old friend's stubborn temper gave Dumbledore a headache.

"Is it Master Nick Mailer?" Unsurprisingly, Dumbledore nodded.

Ron's talent in alchemy is very good, but after all, he has no professional training. Although his creativity is good, his foundation is insufficient and he often takes risks.Nick Mailer can be called the originator of the alchemy world, and he can make up for Ron's shortcomings in this regard.

Harry felt that if the two cooperated, the problem should be solved quickly...

———————Three days later—————

"You can't even understand this, have you lived on your face for so many years?"

"Boy! You are nothing short of fantasy. The alchemy array drawn like this will end up as a piece of rubbish!"

"If you are stupid, don't blame the alchemy array for being too profound. If you don't understand it, just say it!"

"Abstruse fart! It's just whimsical!"

"Old antique! According to your conservative way, don't even think about making any progress until next year!"

"Stinky boy! His head is full of radical delusions. According to your thinking, even if he succeeds, Gellert will be half-disabled!"

"Just kidding! This part of the alchemy formation has already solved the problem of incompatibility of magic power! Are your eyes blurred because of your age!"

"I said it! That part is a piece of garbage! It can't be started at all! Even the nodes are not connected, how can the magic power circulate!"

"You petrified old antique! I told you, this place balabala..."

"Irreverent brat! I'm centuries older than you! You can't do this balabala..."

"..." Harry sat in the lounge of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, watching the two people over there go from friendly and polite discussion to slapping the table and staring at the table to stepping on the coffee table and cursing.

Grindelwald picked up the black tea unsurprisingly: "They have been like this for the past few days, and they haven't discussed any results yet."

Nick Mailer took a few sips from his teacup. Although he was hundreds of years old, he looked similar to Grindelwald.Red hair like Dumbledore, but darker, brown eyes reddened by emotion.Nick Mailer gasped and pointed at Ron's nose: "I repeat, this won't work at all!"

Ron was also out of breath, as if he had just run a circle: "Why doesn't it work! That's what I used to do!"

"You're shit luck!" Nick Mailer thought he had a good self-cultivation, but he was so angry in front of this kid.This kid is not afraid that a node's magic cycle will go wrong, and he will blow himself up directly!

"Could it be luck every time!" If it weren't for the fact that this person was hundreds of years old, Ron really wanted to punch him in the face.He said that this is the result of many experiments, why is it so stubborn!

Watching the two continue to slap the table and stare after filling a glass of water, Harry imitated Grindelwald and picked up the black tea silently. He understood what Dumbledore was worried about. It was a generation gap of hundreds of years...

☆, transfer entrance

After Harry drank half a pot of black tea and ate two pieces of pudding cake, two people who could rip through the roof of their quarrel finally succeeded... smashing the table.

Grindelwald skillfully waved his wand to restore the coffee table, and the materials on the ground flew up and landed neatly on the table: "You two, after you smashed my coffee table many times, did you discuss any results?"

"Yes!" Ron glared at Nick Mailer with a ferocious expression, "I don't get along with this old antique at all!" The old stubborn saw his design drawings and threw them into the corner like garbage at the first sight!

"I don't want to cooperate with this lunatic either!" Nick Mailer's full-bodied roar could not be seen as an old man who had lived for centuries.

"Two, calm down." Harry saw Grindelwald's eyes, and had to put down his teacup and stand up. "Master Nick Mellor, I can prove that the alchemy circle is indeed safe..." Nick Mellor stared fiercely. Come over, Harry bit the bullet and continued, "Ron, you are indeed a bit short in terms of stability. The key now is to finalize the plan first. It doesn't matter if you are a little slower, after all, there is still plenty of time."

"..." Ron was silent, so many farts!He is not in a hurry at all about Feathered Serpent, the key is Harry, the problem of the soul is more difficult to deal with in the magic world than the awakening of the blood, three years is not enough.Ron breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Nick Mailer, I can't accept your plan, but the time is indeed too long. It will take at least a whole year for it to work. Although the time is still plenty, no one can guarantee it." Will there be any accidents in the middle, and Mr. Grindelwald still needs to adapt to the magic power and attack method after awakening, so please save as much time as you can accept."

Seeing that Ron's attitude improved, Nick Mailer also put away his temper: "Yes, since you can guarantee that your alchemy array will not make mistakes, I can also let go to adjust the alchemy array."

Ron suppressed the anxiety caused by Harry's situation, and was silent for a while: "Master Nick Mellor, we will continue to discuss this issue next week. This week you will modify the alchemy array first, and I will take care of it a little bit. By the way..." Turning to look at Grindelwald, "Mr. Grindelwald, please tell the principal that I need to ask for leave. After all, it is a waste of time to modify the alchemy array while attending class. Of course, I will still take the exam. If Okay, I hope I can take a day off today."

"Don't worry about asking for leave." Grindelwald readily agreed.

"Then I'll go first, Master Nick Mellor, I'll leave it to you." Ron walked a little fast after going out, and the experience in Ravenclaw's secret room also needs to be accelerated. There is only the last level left, hurry up and end the matter There are many more.

Harry looked at Nick Mailer, who was already busy, and Grindelwald, who sat back and bought himself a cup of black tea: "Since I don't have anything to do, I'll leave first."

After Harry went out, he let out a sigh of relief. It seems that the generation gap between Ron and Nick Mailer has been temporarily resolved. Now it's time to solve the problem that Snape was completely irritated by him. Recently, Snape didn't even bother to take Potions class He commented on his homework, and now he is worried that one day he will die again. Snape really sent him a bottle of potion to see Lily's mother!

The point is, now he couldn't even enter Snape's office to apologize, he didn't dare to use Parseltongue to enter the office, he was afraid that Snape would poison him.

Harry sighed, Snape's aftereffect of the potion should not be healed, because Snape still hasn't even seen a shadow except in class recently.

Harry, who couldn't find a way to apologize to Snape at all, sighed again, glanced casually out of the window, saw the Forbidden Forest, Harry narrowed his eyes, and said the prophecy that the centaur elder told him before... I don't know the diary Do you have any comments on 'Clay'?

"Red soil?" The diary floated in the air, yawning sleepily, "There is no red land in the Forbidden Forest."

"I know, I just want to ask if you can think of anything about this?" Harry sat on the bed in the dormitory with his diary. It was explained that Mrs. Huo Qi could be exempted from this year's flight class.

"What do you think of..." Some pictures flashed in the diary's mind, but the overly sleepy nerves completely failed to seize the opportunity, "It seems that there is something close, but specific..." The diary thought about it carefully , "Sorry, I can't remember."

"Oh! Can't you think about it carefully?" Harry looked at the diary that would fall asleep at any time, "What have you been doing recently, so sleepy?"

"I was busy calculating the location of the Chamber of Secrets, and Crown was busy with your business, so I left all the calculations to me." Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, the diary rolled his eyes, "Ah Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets! You won't forget it!"

"I haven't forgotten, but don't you know the exact location?" Harry narrowed his eyes. This guy made a deal with him without knowing the location. Do you want to tear up the deal?

"I know where the Chamber of Secrets appeared thousands of years ago." Facing Harry's bad face, the diary yawned and explained to Harry, "The Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets will randomly change the entrance, time and place from time to time. There is a formula that can be calculated, and the formula is recorded in Ravenclaw's crown. The entrance is shifted every ten years, and I need to calculate it from a thousand years ago to the present. Do you know how much work this is!" Diary Speaking of it, he was angry, so much workload, now all left to him alone, but the mental exhaustion is already good, after all, his carrier is not as good as the crown, and there is no way to provide energy.

"Wow, then keep busy. I'll go to the library to look for clues about 'Red Earth'." Harry raised his eyebrows, stuffed the diary back into the bottom of the suitcase, took out a bottle of soul stabilizer and poured it down, picked up the sheepskin The paper goes straight to the library.

☆、History before the establishment of the school

At this time, most of the students were in class, and there was no one in the library, only Mrs. Pince was cleaning the dust off the bookshelves.

"Mr. Potter?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mrs. Pince poked her head out from behind the bookshelf. "Aren't you in class?"

"It's flying class in the afternoon. I'm taking leave." Mrs. Pince nodded. The whole school knew about Harry falling down the stairs. "Well, Mrs. Pince, can you tell me where the history books are?"

"Of course, it's the third bookshelf at the back. History books are rather messy, so take your time." Mrs. Pince pointed to the bookshelf in the back row.

"Thank you." Harry looked for the history books about Hogwarts on the bookshelves row by row. Since 'red earth' does not refer to land, it may be the location of the incident.

Carrying a stack of books and sitting on the floor with her back against the bookshelf, carefully flipping through the pages one by one, Mrs. Pince came over to take a look, said nothing, and turned back to her usual position.

I kept staring and turning the pages of the book until my eyes felt dry and painful. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. Now I closed my eyes and my mind was filled with black and white letters. I pressed my eyes and looked at the remaining books next to me. It was a tall stack, and the parchment in his hand didn't record anything important.

Hogwarts has been established for a thousand years, and the events that happened are written in books that are taller than him.