Hogwarts 1991

240 Theft
"and many more!"

At this time, Dumbledore pointed to a few young wizards who were eating melons with their eyes wide open, and said, "Don't worry now..."

"It's better to make proper arrangements for these little wizards... and Draco Malfoy first, and then send Aurors and professors to inspect the school before talking about other things..."

"Yes, that's it..." Fudge quickly agreed.

When they were about to act, (Lucius wanted Narcissa to go back to Malfoy Manor.)
"I'm going to stay with my son..."

Narcissa Malfoy stared at her husband and said in a very firm tone.

"Narcisha!" Lucius Malfoy shouted in a stern tone.

What happened in Erliansan today made him get to know his wife again,

——However, what can she do if she stays at Hogwarts!

Care for a stone sculpture!

Lucius thought very coldly that he had been sad and angry about what his son had suffered before, but now that the situation is all right, he is more concerned about whether the honor of the Malfoy family has been humiliated.

"Malfoy don't need to be angry, I don't think Hogwarts will lack a place for a worried mother..." Dumbledore said calmly.

"But..." Malfoy was more worried about his family's reputation.

But obviously this sentence cannot be said, so he can only say angrily, "Alright, Narcissa, you protect Decora well in school! I don't believe in the protection measures of this school. Just look at how many things happened this semester!"

"So... Dumbledore! At this year's Hogwarts board meeting... I will propose a new reform of Hogwarts... If you block it, I will issue an impeachment proposal to you. Judging from the things that happened at Hogwarts this year... I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to escape with your usual reputation!"

"And Fudge, the proposal I just made to you...we will discuss it later when we arrive at the Ministry of Magic!"

"This crappy room... Hurry up and open the Floo powder passage of the Ministry of Magic..." Malfoy wanted to turn around and leave, but bumped into a wall by the fireplace. (Almost all Hogwarts fireplaces must be turned on by the headmaster or vice-headmaster)
Dumbledore pointed to the fireplace with his wand,

Only Mr. Malfoy could throw floo powder angrily and disappear into the green flames.

"This Lucius..."

Fudge smiled, trying to liven things up.

"Okay! You don't have anything to do here!" Professor McGonagall put on a straight face, and prepared to take the little wizard and the others away from here.

But as soon as they reached the door, the office door slammed and was pushed open.

Filch and Lockhart in red rushed in.

Gildero's face was full of excitement, a look of asking for credit...as proud as a rooster laying eggs, while Filch's face was panicked...

"Professor McGonagall!" he screamed, panting with horror.

"Ah! Professor Dumbledore, Minister... are you there?"

Filch didn't see the others until half a day later.

"Professor Snape... your office was robbed!"

"what!!"

"What did you say……"

Everyone was tense and excited at the same time, no matter why they were attacking or robbing an ordinary Hogwarts Potions professor's office that was empty... which meant that the dark wizards were still there!
"I smelled that sneaky smell right away. When I was in Ouagadougou, there were similar... a series of attacks... those irrelevant clues, relying on my experience and wisdom... I quickly discovered the clues and solved the problem..."

Lockhart trotted back and forth, babbling on and on about himself.

So much so that Dumbledore had to interrupt loudly.

"Lockhart!"

"Professor Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"what?!"

"We now have to go and see what's going on?"

"Can you, together with Filch and the Aurors, send the little wizards back to the Gryffindor common room, and of course Madam Malfoy and Decora to Madam Pomfrey, and finally, please lead them to inspect and patrol the school... After all, it seems that the hidden danger has not been eliminated..." Dumbledore said.

"Can……"

Before Lockhart could speak again, Professor McGonagall expressed his approval of this plan.

"That's right, Lockhart, you must protect the little wizards!"

"Oh, well! Well! After all, I have a lot of experience in this, I have protected the lives of countless villagers and Muggles from all kinds of black witchcraft..."

Lockhart triumphantly led the Aurors and the little wizard to leave here.

Halfway, the two parties parted ways...Filch took Narcissa and Malfoy's stiff 'specimen' to the school hospital.

Gildero quickly sent McGuffin to the door of the Gryffindor common room, in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, and then he led the Aurors to other places.

(Of course there is also the little witch Luna, they will also take her to Ravenclaw's dormitory together.)
Harry and Hermione glanced at each other and winked at McGuffin. They let Ginny go in first, and then they waited slowly and deliberately until Lockhart left, and then stayed where they were.

"What the hell are you doing!" The fat lady was very dissatisfied.

"Sorry, ma'am!"

After the few people apologized, they shrank to a corner not far away, discussing what happened just now.

Ron obviously had lingering fears about what just happened, "Fortunately...fortunately Ginny didn't run into that thing...otherwise..."

His mind was full of Ginny... He imagined his sister being petrified, his hands clenched into fists and trembling uncontrollably.

Harry was full of doubts now, staring at McGuffin's face, remembering how his friend had dragged them away almost immediately.

"McGuffin, did you already know what it was at that time!"

"Trust me Harry, to hear a voice like that, a murderous Parseltongue... that's not a good sign..." said McGuffin.

"And Harry, didn't you notice? That voice sounded beside us at that time..."

"You mean..." Harry recalled.

"That guy was with us at the time..."

The three members of the iron head group breathed tremblingly.

"Really?" Hermione asked slowly, as if taking all the strength out of her body.

"Whatever it is, . . . Harry!"

McGuffin felt that he had to remind these iron-headed children. Now that the plot is so confusing, he doesn't know whether the iron halos on the heads of the three people in front of him still work.

"You also heard what that thing said at the end. There is an owner behind it...and it is still looking for you and found you. In that case, it kept saying that it was hungry."

"So I dragged you to run away at that time, and I thought Malfoy might have been implicated by us... Maybe it was because we ran away that the monster..."

Harry shuddered.

"really?"

"So you guys can't look for traces of this thing like last semester... Unlike Quirrell, you can't look for this bloodthirsty and hungry beast..."

McGuffin asked again and again.

"Got it! What have we become in your eyes!" Hermione complained.

"We're not stupid, why are we asking for trouble!" Harry said, then changed the subject and asked very curiously, "Tell me, what is that... that can petrify a person like that, even Dumbledore can't undo it..."

"..." McGuffin was very skeptical about the effectiveness of the promises of several people.

……

While McGuffin was trying his best to keep the iron-headed boys from dying, Dumbledore and the others came to Snape's office in the underground corridor.

They enter the room.

Snape's horrific bottles and jars filled with various strange monster organs were smashed to the ground, and glass shards were scattered everywhere.

The viscous solution of various colors almost completely soaked the ground... Some brains, viscera, or wet monster heads that had been peeled off their skin revealed hideous hideous faces from the glass jars... Blue and purple, bright red blood vessels trembled slightly on the flesh and blood. The picture was indescribable and very disgusting.

Snape was scowling, but the veins on his forehead kept bulging.

The pungent, weird smell kept hitting Fudge's sense of smell.

He suppressed the disgust in his heart and reluctantly entered the room, but he stopped by the door and refused to go in without saying anything.

All the drawers, bottles, and potion materials were scattered on the floor, even the scratch paper that Snape usually used to calculate the potion formula was scattered all over the floor, the solution completely soaked it and made it blurred, turning it into a pile of waste paper.

"Honestly... I thought the scene after the werewolf attack was the worst! Now it seems..."

Fudge pinched his nose and said in a muffled voice.

Snape waved his wand impatiently, and swept the ground to open a dry path. After seeing some unsoaked magic candles, he lit them and floated in the air, and began to check his office.

"What the hell is going on here?" Professor McGonagall was waving his wand to eliminate the solution on the ground, making the ground dry at least, and they could walk in.

"Looks like somebody's looking for something," said Fudge. "Is there something missing?"

After Snape probably cleaned up everything, he stopped in front of a shelf, which was most completely destroyed. It looked as if someone had taken a sledgehammer and smashed it to pieces one by one. The wall even cracked a big hole.

"As soon as I have some finished potions disappear?"

There was doubt and uncertainty in Snape's tone, and it could even be said that he was quite puzzled.

"what?"

Snape picked up an empty glass vial from among the debris on the ground, where a viscous brown-yellow soup was gurgling, he picked it up and smelled it, then threw it away and said.

"Some new potions I've newly configured!" For some reason Snape didn't want to go into details on this, he continued,

"More than that... It seems that there are some potion ingredients, some withered water chestnut flowers, snake skin fragments, tree-shaped moon hay... There are many, messy herbs. From the current situation, it should be the vast majority of potions I have collected... But these things should be available in the market, even if they are not in the herbal medicine market of other countries, they can be easily found..."

"By the way, there is also that out-of-control magic polymer made by Ron Weasley... that is, the seed of the somewhat mutated [Rafflesia]!"

Snape suddenly realized that he hadn't dealt with what Dumbledore had asked him to deal with months ago.

Originally, he planned to deal with it after researching it, but a potion formula has made great progress because of the inspiration given by this thing, so he anxiously started to deal with the new potion formula... Unexpectedly...

Professor McGonagall remembered the fear of being dominated by the stench of the 'Hogwarts Cataclysm' that day.

The stench that penetrates the brain, the soul.

—No one wants to feel bad again.

"Professor Severus Snape! Why didn't you dispose of this thing immediately?" Professor McGonagall's tone was full of worry and blame.

"What!?" Fudge exclaimed.

"The seeds of Rafflesia!"

Fudge looked puzzled, but the word "seed" immediately attracted his attention, and there was a vague feeling of pain, along the spine from bottom to top, directly attacking the brain.

After listening to Professor McGonagall explaining to him the ins and outs of the [Hogwarts Cataclysm] and the weird thing that Ron Weasley finally created.

Cornelius Fudge immediately connected in his mind that the dark wizard organization sneaked into Hogwarts, maybe it was for this thing... As for attacking Malfoy, maybe it was because he happened to see them entering and leaving Hogwarts!
That unfortunate little wizard...

But then Connelly thought more deeply... What would the [Mutated Rafflesia Seed] be made into by those dark wizards....

he can't imagine...

Just a bottle of [Rafflesia Juice] can have such power.

If that mutated seed grows into a giant rafflesia like it was on the night of 'Halloween'...

Then the stench will cover all of London, not all of England...

Fudge was going to faint!

That kind of scene... there is no way... Let alone Muggles, even if they send out all the adult wizards in the wizarding world, it's useless!

Cornelius Fugui quickly touched his face to force himself to regain his composure and not to immerse himself in that nightmare.

After cheering up, he said to Dumbledore immediately, "Professor Dumbledore... this must be dealt with as the most urgent matter... I will send some Aurors to conduct a detailed investigation on this incident again, we must not let go of any clues!"

"No, I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic and mobilize the Aurors to take precautions. I must eliminate this hidden danger as soon as possible... And I have to tell the Ministry of Magic of other countries the 'terrible and terrifying' news..."

"Merlin! What the hell is going on this year!" Fudge complained.

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, you should come to the Ministry of Magic to assist tomorrow, right?"

After getting a positive reply from Dumbledore.

Cornelius Fudge walked out of the office in a daze.

Accompanied by Professor McGonagall, he headed for Dumbledore's office.

(The Floo powder channel in the entire Hogwarts is only temporarily opened there, and only when he is accompanied by Professor McGonagall can he enter that office smoothly)

Now, only Dumbledore and Snape remained in this messy potions office.

They can now finally talk about topics that must be avoided by other people.

The two stared at each other in silence.

"What do you think! Dumbledore, when we were at the Ministry of Magic, Professor McGonagall told us about the MacGuffin, the story about the Parseltongue in the wall that Harry said..."

"This sounds very bizarre, a bit unbelievable..."

Finally, Snape spoke slowly.

(End of this chapter)