Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 88: The Digory Family, Relying on Mountains to Eat Mountains, and Relying on Beasts to Eat Beasts
Since that farewell, Dumbledore has told them that the Mirror of Erised will be kept in a safe place, that this mirror that seduces people into intoxicated visions needs to be well preserved, not everyone can resist it magic.

In the next few days of the Christmas holiday, apart from the daily necessary self-study and processing, and the occasional game of cards to pass the time, the days passed peacefully.

Now it was the last day of 1991, and Ron, who was empty-handed, waved the note in his hand to Filch. It was a leave note written by Professor McGonagall himself. At the end of the holiday, he was leaving Hogwarts.

Walking on the quiet streets of Hogsmeade, this is one of the few pure wizarding villages in England. This is one, and Godric's Hollow is one. There are no Muggles here, but the appearance of the village does not. What a big difference.

The development of the world of wizards always feels that they are lagging behind Muggles. The overly convenient magic makes them lazy and do not want to move. There are few people in the first place. High-rise buildings have nothing to do with wizards. This small village is actually related to Muggles. There is no difference between the countryside, and it would be difficult to judge without the strange exhibits in some shop windows as a distinction.

"Hi, Ms. Rosmerta, I'm a student at Hogwarts, can I borrow the fireplace?"

Hogsmeade doesn't have a separate public fireplace. After all, the traffic here is relatively sparse, and little wizards can't use floo powder to leave here on weekends. It seems unnecessary to set up a separate public fireplace.

"Of course honey, are you going home?"

The proprietress of the Three Broomsticks Bar is a charming lady, her plump figure and well-maintained face can always make the little wizards who come here to spend the weekend have some peachy thoughts in their hearts, but this is not the hotel. What about the tavern's way of making a living?

"Yes, this is a note written by Professor McGonagall, do you need to take a look at it?"

Ron handed over the note, and the proprietress of the bar took it and looked at it carefully. Very few students in Hogwarts would leave here. During the holidays when they can go home, the Hogwarts Express will serve the students well.

"Yes, no problem dear." Rosmerta nodded, and then walked out from behind the bar with a gentle smile. When she came out, she was still holding a small cloth bag filled with the familiar shiny powder .

"thank you very much."

Stretching out a pinch of Floo powder, Ron, who walked to the fireplace, sprinkled the powder into the blazing flame, but the flame turned bright green.

"Amos Diggory's house."

Ron said clearly that there was no one in the Burrow, so Ron went directly to Cedric, as they had agreed before.

With a dizzying frenzy, the long distance turned into a moment at this moment, but now Ron, who is in good shape, did not feel dizzy at all at the first time. He walked out of the fireplace steadily, and then I saw a pair of frowning father and son.

"Sed! And Mr. Diggory, how are you!"

"Ron, here you come!"

Seid came to Ron with a big stride, and he held Ron's hand tightly as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw.

"Help!"

"What's going on here?"

Confused Ron scratched his hair, he didn't understand what was going on.

"Gift, gift, Mom, she went to St. Mungo's to work overtime after Christmas. You know, this time is the busiest time."

"I don't know what to bring there." Seid said with a sad face, and Mr. Digory on the side also scratched his head helplessly. Neither of them was good at this matter, and the person who was good at it was not at home.

"What have you prepared? Is that all there?"

Ron looked around, and he saw a table full of all kinds of weird things.

There are only three people in Seder's family, and their table is much smaller than that of Ron's, but when it is full, there are actually not too many things on it.

"Yes, it's all. This is a special product brought by my father. A few days ago, the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts killed a rioting fire dragon and dealt with some messy magical creatures. Dad brought me a lot of things. But... I don't know if these things are suitable."

Seid buttoned his hair frantically. Their house has the most messy collections. After all, there are always so many rioting magical creatures.

"Your family is really... relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on animals to eat animals?"

Ron, who was at a loss for words for a moment, looked at Mr. Diggory, and then received a polite and humble smile.

"Arthur's little son! You are really strong. I thought Arthur was joking with me. There are still a lot of smoked dragon meat strips here. You can eat them as snacks to replenish your body. At this age, I don’t need to add more nutrition, if I just grow sideways, I won’t continue to grow taller.”

"Good boy! Strong enough!"

Mr. Diggory patted Ron on the shoulder, and the bulging muscles made him smack his lips involuntarily.

"A whole dragon belly tanned by a dragon? Is this an Australian opaleye? Does the UK raise this?"

"A dragon training farm was just introduced, but the rampage came out. We fined them [-] Galleons and confiscated the fire dragon. Dragon training is something that needs strict management and control. If you can't control it yourself, then you can't Blame the Ministry of Magic."

"And the Horn of the Poison Horn? I remember this thing didn't explode on touch? Make this a gift. I think."

"It has been processed. After soaking in the inert potion, the horn of the poisonous horned beast will be much safer. As long as it is not dropped, it will not explode."

"What's the situation with the poisonous scales of the Kanas Swamp Monster?"

"Isn't it very colorful! I brought it back by the way, and look, what a color it is!"

"But this thing will slowly volatilize the paralyzing toxin. The more colorful the color, the longer the duration. This water monster is at least a hundred years old. If it is exposed to the sun, it can at least diffuse the poison covering a radius of 500 meters. fog."

"Ahem, cough, but there are many antidotes." The more Mr. Diggory said, the more guilty he felt.

"I can't do anything about it. All I come into contact with are these things"

He sat back on the sofa with his chin in his hands, pursed his mouth in dismay, and there were many things on the table that Ron couldn't recognize. Although the colorful colors were beautiful, they were probably not good.

"Fire dragon skin is fine. Qiu's father is a scholar who studies ancient runes. Fire dragon skin is an excellent carrier of runes. Ancient wizards used it as the best scroll. No matter how bad it is, you can make a dragon fur coat. Australia Opaleye is the fire dragon with the most beautiful patterns, although the rainbow-colored dragon scales have been stripped off, the pearl-colored dragon skin is also very good, and Qiu's mother should like it very much."

"I also think the dragon skin is very good, plus the gifts I bought in Diagon Alley before, I think it should be enough."

Seid folded his arms with an expression of "I think so too", and then kept reaching out and patting Ron's back.

"Don't you think about other things? Your father and I spent a lot of effort to get them. They are all treasures!"

"The problem is that it's too dangerous." Seid rolled his eyes at his father, not everyone deals with these things all day long like you, "If you send bombs and poison to your door, I feel like I will be kicked out.",

"It's a pity." Mr. Diggory sighed dejectedly. "Then I'll take it back. Although the internal price is not expensive, we don't need it. I'll get it from the warehouse when I need it."

"Okay brat, I'm going to work for your father, please cheer me up! Back then when I was your age..."

"Okay, dad, go to work, go, go."

He helped Mr. Diggory stuff the other things on the table into the expansion pocket, and Seid half-pushed and half-sent the old man who still had a lot of bullshit and experience to tell. In a green fireplace.

"Ministry of Magic."

At the sound, Mr Diggory disappeared from the house.

"Ah~~ what to do, I'm still very nervous"

Seid was still walking around a little apprehensively.

"By the way, Ron, what have you prepared? Can you show me?"

"A quill made of thunderbird feathers. Hagrid has a large bundle. Thunderbirds used to nest in the Forbidden Forest. There is also a box of black lake specialty pearl powder. There is a large basket of unwanted ones in Hagrid's house. pearl."

Ron took out two small things from the interspatial bag Harry gave him.

"Why do I feel that what you gave is more suitable than mine?"

"Really? They are all prostitutes anyway, do you want to change?"

"Uh, forget it. By the way, Ron, the jerky is here. This thing has bad teeth and can't be chewed. You take it all and give it all to you."

(End of this chapter)