Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 255 Chicken Head!
"Barty, now is not the time to talk about this..." Mr. Weasley squeezed out of the crowd, panicked and anxiously said.

He wanted to make sure Ron was safe.

Only then did McGuffin realize that Mr. Weasley had also rushed over.

"We must let Harry Potter receive treatment first!" Cornelius Fudge looked at this subordinate with an ugly face.

"Minister, we don't have that time anymore! Now we are in a war, a war that even the opponent can't figure out... We must race against time. Now, there may even be new giant plants rising from the ground..."

"Open your eyes and take a look! Now the Ministry of Magic of various countries is overwhelmed, and the Aurors are all overwhelmed... The minister and the colleagues present here have not been home for two weeks?! They are all supported by magic enhancement potions..."

Fudge turned his head and looked around with an ugly face. Many Ministry of Magic employees had thick dark circles on their faces, their expressions were a little sluggish, and some ears were still smoking slightly. (Here's proof of using the pick-me-up)

It does look exactly like what Barty Clarke said.

"Hogwarts is the starting point of all events... This is particularly suspicious. I suspect that what is happening at Hogwarts is closely related to what is happening outside." Crouch continued.

Fudge's face became even more ugly, because he knew that this subordinate was telling the truth.

He couldn't refute.

Dumbledore interjected, "Okay then! Here it is..."

"Professor!" Madam Pomfrey did not agree, she yelled angrily, "Harry needs to rest now, although his head is not seriously injured, but he still needs to rest... What's more, if I'm not mistaken, McGill Albert is also in a serious condition..."

After Madam Pomfrey put Harry down to Ron, she came to McGuffin with her wand in hand.

McGuffin's face was pale, bent over with his chest in his chest, and his face twisted in pain from time to time due to breathing.

Seeing this, she was very worried.

"It's okay! Bobby! I'm just taking a short break here. You can take a look at the McGuffins, Harry and the others... Let's have a brief look at the situation, and you can take the little wizard away!"

Dumbledore paused, as if he had thought about something, so he took out his wand and first summoned two beds in the school hospital.

Then as he swung his wand, the walls began to deform, to close,...

Like some kind of fast-growing plant, everything is moving and entangled. The wall outside the castle by the corridor keeps protruding, like a balloon blowing up, constantly expanding.

Everything that McGuffin saw was like some kind of plasticine, kneaded and deformed, and shaped as Dumbledore wished.

Soon it turned into some kind of circular spacious closed room.

It looks like a cold, hard fortress.

It is isolated from everything inside and outside, and is airtight. Only the faint candlelight provides illumination, and everyone's faces are hidden in the darkness.

Dumbledore looked around, seemingly dissatisfied.

The wand tapped out of nowhere again.

The stone walls began to take on a warmer tone and a softer texture, until all the surrounding walls seemed to be a kind of red and yellow two-tone wood planks.

The ground has formed some kind of Persian carpet with the flow of patterns.

Step on it. It's fleshy.

Perhaps because of all this the decor has been changed?
McGuffin always felt that the place suddenly became brighter, and the atmosphere became warmer.

When everything stabilized, there was no trace of the corridor just now.

Except for the magic candle on the original wall, which provided flickering light as usual at night, there was no other similar trace.

In the end, Dumbledore even summoned dozens of chairs according to the number of people, as well as a cup of tea for each person.

The black tea is steaming hot with a sweet taste.

McGuffin watched all this in astonishment, and what Dumbledore did exceeded his expectations.

Judging from the stunned expressions of the others, they couldn't believe that this was possible.

Especially Barty Crouch's face was particularly ugly.

His plan to use that atmosphere to question the little wizard just now fell through completely.

Let alone an interrogation in this atmosphere... just say that this is a private party for afternoon tea between the Minister of Magic and foreign leaders, and people will believe it.

"Okay, tell me, what exactly did you meet?"

Dumbledore found an armchair and sat down. He looked solemn, and the fingertips of ten fingers unconsciously stroked his wand.

His blue pupils scrutinized several young wizards carefully, and his voice was soft, encouraging them to tell everything.

Hermione swallowed, her mouth dry.

She didn't know what to say... in front of so many people, especially most of them were professors, and high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Where to start?
—from the basilisk?Parseltongue from Harry and MacGuffin?Or the blood curse on McGuffin's body... Everything is connected, can she hide MacGuffin's secret?If found out... How will the world treat a savior who can speak Parseltongue, a little wizard with a [Blood Curse]?
But Ron didn't think so much.He explained directly first.

"...we just found out from the book the MacGuffin gave us what exactly caused this?"

"What is it?" Barty Krach's face was full of doubts.

This is what everyone here is eager to know, but at the same time they have some doubts, so many adult wizards don't know... can you find out with just a few young wizards?

"It's a basilisk!" Hermione said dryly, stopping Ron.

She was afraid that Ron would pour everything out with a big mouth.

McGuffin is currently receiving Madam Pomfrey's treatment, and the pain is so painful that there is no way to speak.

(Madame Pomfrey waved her wand, and took out some suspicious and very unpleasant potion from her body for him to drink. McGuffin couldn't care about everything here.)
Although Harry's condition was much better, he was still lying in a coma on the bed.

Now only she can find a way to explain everything, and at the same time find a way to keep the secrets of McGuffin and the others.

But after saying that sentence just now, the surrounding air was a little stagnant.

Everyone didn't say a word, just stared at the few little wizards scanning back and forth, and finally they looked at Dumbledore and Fudge.

After a few seconds.

"It's a basilisk!" Hermione had to repeat again.

She could feel the breathing of everyone in the crowd suddenly became thicker and heavier.

"It's—impossible—impossible," Connelly Fudge suddenly realized what this meant, and he said after a pause, "Impossible—"

"How could Hogwarts have such a terrible monster!"

"It's impossible for this kind of monster to hide in Hogwarts..."

"What evidence do you have?"

Fudge knows enough troubles are enough now, don't come again...

Professor McGonagall nodded repeatedly.She didn't believe it either. ...Or wizards who graduated from Hogwarts would not believe that there would be such a bloody, cold-blooded killer wandering around the soles of their feet in the school where they spent seven years.

"It's the basilisk, we've seen it with our own eyes... experienced it ourselves, if we're not lucky... now in the best case, we've turned into stone statues of those things!" said Ron.

"Okay? Even if it's a basilisk, how did you survive? According to my poor knowledge of magical animals, this kind of monster is the most advanced dangerous creature, not to mention a few little wizards, even if I encounter it without knowing anything about it. I can't be spared. I think Mrs. Pince's petrified state has fully explained all this situation..."

"And what you just said is that you confirmed the basilisk first... What's going on? How do you know it's Mrs. Monster?"

Snape stood up from the crowd, staring at the MacGuffin, his dark eyes gleaming in the candlelight.

"Because—because—?" Hermione and Ron looked at McGuffin.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey had healed the broken ribs, although McGuffin was still aching.

"I found it..." whispered the MacGuffin. "When Malfoy and Percy were attacked, I saw the spiders fleeing in Hogwarts castle. This clue brought out the impression of the basilisk in my mind. After more than a month of searching for information... I found the true face of the basilisk from a book...but just confirmed that the basilisk is here."

"Really?" said Snape, a sneer on his bony face. "So many professors and Aurors can't find it, you little wizards can find and confirm the basilisk with such a little clue... It's amazing!"

"We really found it... McGuffin also caught a few small spiders in the bottle. Thanks to the discovery of the abnormality of the spiders, we were able to react in advance and escaped unharmed..."

said Ron angrily.

Snape's ugly smile became more pronounced.

Barty Crouch also doesn't believe in such a story with so many coincidences, he said.

"Minister, you have seen it too. I don't believe that just a few young wizards can find out the existence of the basilisk and survive after fighting the basilisk in person, not to mention that they were attacked just after finding the basilisk. This is particularly suspicious..."

"This is not a house-playing game. Students brag about stories..."

"To be honest, these little wizards have something to hide... Although it may not necessarily be related to those dark wizards, there is no harm in being cautious. I hope you will license the use of Veritaserum, of course it is only a little..." Barty Krach said with a straight face.

"Barty?" Fudge looked at each other in surprise, "They're still kids, Batty, there's no way they—"

"Ron, have you really encountered a basilisk?" Mr. Weasley asked anxiously.

Everything in the scene was chaotic, and Barty Krach's outrageous remarks made the scene a little out of control.

"Crouch... I remember that I am in charge of all this now! I will not agree to use a restricted potion like Veritaserum on little wizards just because of a little suspicion. You will destroy these children, just like you used your own son..." Scrimgeour, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said coldly.

- Straight to the point!It seems that Scrimgeour is very dissatisfied with this former boss' behavior of fighting for power.

"You'll regret it!" Barty Crutch's eyes rolled out of anger at this sentence - he looked a little crazy. "They themselves were at the scene of the crime... more than once... and they have conflicts with the victim! Several of them have strong motives!"

"Come on! What you said is just the nonsense of tabloid reporters... One of the victims is the brother of a little wizard..."

"But according to my investigation, the brotherhood between them is not very good..." Batty was obviously irritated, so he said all these words.

"What nonsense are you implying... Barty!" Mr. Weasley angrily joined the battle group.

Seeing that this place is about to become a mess due to the power struggle of the Ministry of Magic.

"Quiet! Be quiet, gentlemen! Show your wizard demeanor and set a good example for little wizards!"

Dumbledore had to crack the air with his wand to silence everyone.

At this time, McGuffin has already seen that Barty Cratch did not specifically target them, but instead used them as a few little wizards to test the faction that Connery Fudge belonged to.

This guy is not alone. Judging from the performance of those employees of the Ministry of Magic, many people are dissatisfied with the current situation in the wizarding world... and this incident has indeed impacted the stability of Cornelius Fudge's throne of power.

It seems that Batty wants to take this opportunity to reshape his image, so as to regain the rights of the Ministry of Magic and return to the center.

——It's just that he picked the wrong person.

thought McGuffin.

When Dumbledore persuaded these wizards, McGuffin coughed twice, "Professor! Can you let me explain in detail!"

With the approval of Dumbledore and Fudge, McGuffin began to tell their story in the library.

After hearing that a transformed rooster actually scares the basilisk into running away.

Some people laughed, and there was a certain 'pleasure' in the air.

Barty Crutch and Snape laughed even more.

"Well, little wizard! You've got a good joke!"

"It's been a long time since I laughed so heartily, but even if your story is true... Ha!...Even a rooster can scare away such a huge basilisk..."

"Where did the basilisk go? It can't disappear out of thin air!"

"To be honest, a little wizard at your age wants to brag... Telling a story to attract attention is a very common thing, and I have done that before."

"Son, tell the truth, since you are a young wizard and ignorant, I will forgive you..."

"No one here will believe that you can actually cast a spell to change your account, and cast a living body transformation in such an emergency..." Batty hadn't finished speaking when he saw McGuffin suddenly take out his wand, pointing at him and chanting a spell with no expression on his face.

"You..." Batty was surprised to find that he was floating out of thin air, and a lump suddenly bulged from his waist, still moving...

"Oh oh oh!"

The rooster crowed sharply from inside.

Then, a rooster pecked open the wizard's robe from the inside, revealing half of the chicken's head.

The bright red cockscomb kept shaking.

After the rooster crowed, there was no sound.

Only then did the wizards realize that only one chicken head had been conjured up, and the rest of the spell kept tearing, twisting the wizard's robe, and the belt inside wanted to change.

It's a pity that there is no material left, the deformation failed, and there is only a chicken head shaking there.

Barty Crutch immediately turned red and smoldering with embarrassment.

He hastily lifted the Levitation Curse for himself, and then tried to expel the chicken head.

The wizards seemed to be stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter that almost knocked the roof off.

The wall trembled constantly.

(End of this chapter)