The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 49 The cyberpunk-like magical world finally returns to the main line
"The first thing they thought of was extracting my memory!"

"Then sternly warn me not to reveal this matter, or I will be expelled from Hogwarts!"

Hermione was like an angry lion.She said angrily: "If Principal Dumbledore hadn't gotten the news and came to pick me up. You wouldn't be able to see me now."

"They have no right to do that!" Ron exclaimed. "Whether it's expelling students or detaining you. Trust me, Hermione, they have no right to do that!"

Hermione didn't answer Ron, she just said another thing angrily.

"Know what the Ministry of Magic does with dead Muggles?"

"Forgetting Curse!!!"

"The amnestic write-off command organized a large number of members to delete the memory of those dead people from the entire block. It's as if they didn't exist."

"They, those who cast the spell, don't they feel guilty?"

Hermione yelled louder and louder, with unwillingness, anger and disbelief in her tone.

The original mysterious image of the magical world seemed to have completely collapsed in her heart.

"The world is a labyrinth of illusion mirrors. It is not easy to let the light into the cage of the world." Melda sighed.He looked up at the ceiling of the hospital, which were all murals hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the characters in the paintings still have a blood relationship with the students under the paintings.

"There are people who don't want the light in."

"Hermione, for the Ministry of Magic, balance is their lifeblood. Without balance, people kill each other. Voldemort, dark wizards, vampires, those bastards hiding in the shadows, everyone, the same."

"So they can erase the memory of a group of people at will? Just because they don't know magic? Is it an inferior person? Is it a resource that can be consumed?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand." Hermione turned and walked outside.She is like a fire.Burned completely from the inside out.

She reminded Melda of someone, oh no.It's a group of people.

I don't know if Hermione's spark can ignite the entire grassland.

Hermione walked out of the room quickly.

She didn't see a figure standing in the shadows around the corner, a girl with blond hair and green eyes.

Wearing ancient armor on his body, he looked straight at her.

After the rain, the second half of the semester officially started.

For young wizards at Hogwarts, things outside are too far away.

Far less concerned about the next Quidditch match than the upcoming exam.

Wood has become more and more strict with the players.Even in the continuous rainy days after the heavy snow, his energy did not cool down in the slightest.

The Weasley twins complained: Wood is becoming a training freak, but Harry is on Wood's side.

Gryffindor lost because he didn't appear in the last game, and he felt guilty about it.So Harry worked harder than anyone else in training.

In the Gryffindor common room at night, the twins were complaining.

"I think Wood is crazy." Fred pointed out the window and said, "There is still training on a rainy day, and I almost froze to death in the morning."

"Well, Fred, at least Wood is for Gryffindor. As long as we win Hufflepuff, we may win the Quidditch Cup." Harry defended Wood.

"Speaking of which, Harry, you didn't go to the library all Christmas to look for information about Nicolas?"

"My God, Hermione and the three of us have been in the hospital for five days, five days," Ron wailed.

Harry echoed, "Yeah! We don't have time at all."

Nicolas?

Good guy, Melda almost forgot the main story of Harry's first grade.

Too many things have happened in the past few days. Speaking of which, there is also a noseless monster parasitic on the back of other people's heads in the school!

Depend on!
What's going on, this is only first grade.It's all messed up like this.How can I survive the days to come!

"Nicole May, the one who made the Sorcerer's Stone?" Originally, Melda wanted to see Hermione's appearance after discovering the little secret of the Estes family.

But now, he doesn't think so at all.too tired.I have been physically and mentally exhausted these days.

"Huh? Melda, you know!" Hermione said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Huh? I thought you had already discovered it!" Melda pretended to be surprised and said, "Aren't you the 'idle book' of "Ancient Legendary Wizards" that you have been reading all the time? Isn't it there?"

After being reminded by Melda, Hermione suddenly remembered that she seemed to have really seen the name Nicolas.

Recently, she was so mad that she would forget such an important thing.

"Wait!" Hermione hurried upstairs, trotting all the way towards her dormitory.

Before Harry and Ron could react, she ran back excitedly with a huge old book in her arms.

"My fault!" said Hermione, blushing.

"So many things have happened these days, I even forgot the book I borrowed."

As she explained, she flipped the pages of the book quickly.

"found it!"

"Nicole Flamel, a famous alchemist and the only known creator of the Philosopher's Stone."

"The Sorcerer's Stone? What is that?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Hermione turned the pages of the book and gave Ron a stern look, beckoning him to be quiet.Then he continued: "The Philosopher's Stone is a magical substance with amazing functions. It can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life, so that people who drink this medicine can never die."

"The only remaining piece of the Philosopher's Stone belongs to the famous alchemist and opera lover Mr. Nicole May. He celebrated his fifth birthday in 660 last year and now lives in seclusion in Devon with his wife Perenal (650 eight years old) county."

"Understood?" Hermione said after reading Nicolas May's biography: "That big dog must be guarding Nicolas May's Philosopher's Stone. He must know that someone is cracking the Philosopher's Stone That's why the Philosopher's Stone was removed from Gringotts and given to Dumbledore for safekeeping."

"Nicole May and Dumbledore are friends, I've seen them on magic cards before."

"Oh! God, how did I forget all of this." Hermione rubbed her fluffy hair in distress.A distressed look.

"Merlin's beard! It can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also make elixirs of life. How great it would be if I could have one!" After hearing about the magical functions of the Philosopher's Stone, Ron couldn't help but wonder.

"Okay, stop dreaming." Hermione interrupted Ron's daydream coldly.

"No wonder I couldn't find Nicolas May. It turns out that he is already five years old, and he is not a modern person at all."

The little witch looked at the thick "Ancient Legendary Wizard" in her hand with some distress.Looking at that expression, Melda guessed that she should be re-planning her study plan!

Poor Hermione.

This kind of reading method of sacrificing one's own hair is very undesirable.

Everyone, don't study!

(End of this chapter)