[HP] Squib Prince

This is a deserted construction site, overgrown with weeds, showing a depressed look everywhere, just by looking at it, it is no different from a mass grave.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Brian rubbed his reddened nose, then looked at the witness of the Ministry of Magic in dismay, not knowing where to start.

"Uh, Mr. Weasley." Brian looked expectantly at the hapless official sent by the Ministry of Magic——Arthur Weasley, "I heard that you pure-blood families have always understood these weird things, you Can you give me some pointers?"

As a result, Mr. Weasley looked even more dazed than Brian. He embarrassedly messed up his fiery red hair, and then replied regretfully: "Our Weasley family has never had such a manor since many generations ago." That's it, so, sorry, I didn't know, Brian. Also, just call me Arthur, we've been friends for so long after all."

Brian was dumbfounded by Mr. Weasley.It was the first time he had seen someone say that he was poor so confidently.

"Oh, okay, Arthur. I'll look for it myself." Brian pushed his glasses, and then walked around the ruins. Of course, there was still nothing to gain.

"Then what should we do now?" Brian looked at Arthur Weasley. To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that Snape seemed to attach great importance to his succession to the Prince family, Brian didn't want to bother at all. To inherit an estate that might be of no use to him.Perhaps there was something Snape was interested in?Brian rubbed his chin, deciding that he still couldn't give up, but if Snape was following him, it would be easier now.

Mr. Weasley was also at a loss.He wasn't in charge of this in the first place, but who knows what happened to the Ministry of Magic today, he just stuffed a booklet and asked him to be a notary.It's okay to let him chat with people about Muggle life, but it's too unreliable to let him watch people inherit the manor.

"Wait for me to look for it." Mr. Weasley took out the pamphlet that the Ministry of Magic gave him this morning, and opened the cover with his cold hands trembling.It was too cold here, even if both Mr. Weasley and Brian had cast a warming spell on themselves, there was no way to resist the howling wind.

Mr. Weasley flipped through the pamphlet that was "squeaking" in the strong wind, and when the pamphlet was about to be blown away, he finally found a page and said loudly: "There are tips in this executive manual. In the When entering the scope of the manor, the heir needs to provide his own blood to prove his identity."

Brian looked at Weasley suspiciously: "Is it all right to just spill blood on the ground? It's too casual."

Mr. Weasley laughed and said in agreement: "That's right, those nobles should not be so simple. Even our Burrow is not like this. You wait until I look for it."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Weasley continued to turn a few pages, and then read: "Blood is only a medium, and it cannot allow the owner of the blood to complete the inheritance. After dripping the blood, if the owner of the blood is recognized, he will face the family alone. test."

After Mr. Weasley finished speaking, he stuffed the booklet into his arms. This passage was followed by some notary's notes, which obviously didn't help much.

After listening to all Mr. Weasley said, Brian nodded, took out a small knife from his clothes, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Do you know how to heal spells, Arthur?"

Mr. Weasley's tone was quite proud: "Of course."

Brian listened, relieved.He gritted his teeth, finally made up his mind, took the knife, and scratched at his index finger.The blood flowed out along the wound, and then dripped on the ground, and quickly disappeared.

Seeing this, Mr. Weasley quickly cast a healing spell on Brian with his wand, and he didn't lie.Before Brian could hiss from the previous pain, his index finger became intact.

After the treatment, both of them waited quietly in place, looking forward to the unknown family test.

About 2 minutes later, the two looked at each other blankly again.

"Why hasn't anything changed?" asked Mr. Weasley, looking at Bryan.

Brian twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously he knew less about the wizarding world than Mr. Weasley, obviously he couldn't answer this question.

"Could it be that there are fewer drops of blood?" Mr. Weasley obviously didn't expect Brian to answer his question, and then he asked himself.

Brian glanced at the knife still in his hand, not wanting to cut himself again.

"As long as there is blood, the manual should mean that, right? So it shouldn't be a matter of quantity, I guess." Brian couldn't help retorting, "Could it be that I happen to have the same surname as Prince, in fact, there is a bit of blood relationship None?"

Mr. Weasley gave Bryan a strange look, and then said: "Although I don't like Professor Snape's character very much, I have to say that if Professor Snape admits you, then you and the Prince family There shouldn't be a problem with the relationship."

While the two were struggling with why no test appeared, Brian gradually realized something was wrong.

"Speaking of which, have you noticed the fog, Arthur?" Brian looked around vigilantly, and then patted Mr. Weasley on the shoulder.

Mr. Weasley looked around suspiciously, and then said, "No, did you read it wrong?"

Brian bit his lower lip, watching the fog getting thicker and thicker, and soon he couldn't even see Mr. Weasley beside him.

"Arthur, are you sure there is no fog?" Brian was a little anxious.

"I didn't see it, it's possible that the Prince family did it to you..." Mr. Weasley's voice sounded smaller and smaller, as if he was moving away from him.Now, Brian was completely surrounded by thick fog.He clenched his fists nervously, sweating profusely from his palms.He guessed what Mr. Weasley hadn't finished saying, and this might be the test of the Prince family's heir.

After Mr. Weasley finished speaking, he suddenly found that Brian, who was standing beside him, had disappeared all of a sudden.It's like being pulled into an invisible space.He called "Brian" twice, and the only answer was the whistling wind.Mr. Weasley could only pace around, waiting for Brian himself to appear.

Brian clenched his wand, ready to strike back.Because of the thick fog, he couldn't recognize the surrounding environment at all, so he could only stand still for the time being.It felt like some unknown creature was hiding in the thick fog, ready to open its bloody mouth at Brian at any time.

"If only Severus was around..." Brian couldn't help thinking again.

After a while, Brian only felt that his body became icy cold, and the original heat preservation spell lost its effect in the dense fog.Brian couldn't help bouncing on the spot, but obviously it didn't have much effect.He thought about it, and decided to move forward.

Brian felt his own heart beating like he had never faced a scene like this alone.Brian moved forward slowly, and he always seemed very cautious when facing unknown dangers.There was no sound around, it was eerily quiet.

Brian suppressed the fear in his heart, and walked cautiously in one direction.

Surprisingly, Brian didn't take a few steps, the thick fog gradually cleared, and then he saw an open green space.A blue-brick path passes through the green space and leads directly to the fountain on the square opposite. The fountain has long ceased to work. It stands in the center of the square in depression, and behind the square stands a huge building that is completely symmetrical. , looks like a castle in a fairy tale.Although the castle looks a little dilapidated, the original white walls now look a little yellowish, even gray, and some places are still damaged, and the original color is completely lost.And on some of the walls facing the sun, there are even vines.However, due to the low temperature, these vines are only left with messy, withered yellow stems.

Brian looked at the things in front of him and knew that this was the Prince Manor that had disappeared in the magic world for many years.

Brian didn't get carried away with excitement when he saw the manor in front of him. He still looked around cautiously. It didn't look like there was anything very dangerous, so he felt relieved and set foot on the green brick path.

The entire Prince Manor seemed to have completely lost its vitality due to years of closure, and everything looked so lifeless.Brian was not feeling well, he licked his chapped lips, and then walked straight to the front of the castle.

In front of him was the carved gate of the castle.From the elegant yet simple carvings on the gate, we can see the self-cultivation of the owner here.It is a pity that the gate is now covered with a thick layer of dust.

To be honest, Brian looked at this dilapidated castle and was a little confused. Is there really any wealth in this castle that is worth peeping or even crazy?It doesn't look like it.Even those medicinal materials and prescriptions, looking at the appearance of the castle, they must have been destroyed...

Brian put his hand on the door, a little hesitant, he didn't know whether to push the door open.

Just when Brian could not make up his mind, the door opened slowly by itself, and only heard a "squeak", which made Brian take a step back in fright, looking at the dark crack in the door in surprise.

A voice came from the crack of the door: "I finally see you, Prince's heir..."

The author has something to say: There is another chapter today, but it should be quite late~~