Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 273
In the school hospital, in front of the petrified statue of Draco Malfoy,

Narcissa Malfoy was holding up a small glass bottle and looking at it carefully.

It is filled with a brown viscous, mud-like fluid. If it is placed in the sun and shaken, the contents inside will turn into some kind of translucent liquid with a slight blood color.

——That Narcissa was traded from that Gilderoy Lockhart.

She always thought that this guy was a liar, and only middle-aged and elderly women born in low-level wizarding families would be deceived by him.

But not long ago, for some reason... this guy blocked her at the gate of the auditorium.

(Narcisha originally wanted to go there and ask the gatekeeper of the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts—that stupid big man with a half-blood giant to buy a few chickens for Dobby the house elf... The chickens they were planning to use to protect the basilisk were 'executed' by her because of barking.)
But the guy was already there, as if waiting for her.

Blocked her, and pulled her into the next room, and took out a small brown potion vial from inside the robe.

A deal is proposed.

According to that fellow Gerald Lockhart - it's the antidote to Malfoy's petrified state.

And what she did was catch a few little wizards and give them to 'him'.

After speaking, Lockhart took out a petrified little black mouse that turned its belly up to prove what he said was true.

Originally, Narcissa took out her wand to question this guy, why did she attack her son?Unexpectedly, Gilderoy Lockhart then told her that the Dark Lord sent his greetings to her husband Lucius!

This frightened Narcissa, she knew that even though the Dark Lord had been gone for so many years, no one would dare make fun of him now.

So... is this true?

Narcissa Malfoy tried to calm herself down.

"I don't understand, aren't you a professor at Hogwarts? You should be able to find a few little wizards easily, why do you need me to do it?"

"I have my own things to do! If you promise to come down, then when you meet me again, hand over the little wizard to me, and I will give you the antidote."

After finishing speaking, the professor of Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class hurried to the second floor, as if there was something urgent to do.

As it happens, Narcissa then meets a young daughter of the Weasley family (a pure-blood stigma), Ginny Weasley... Luna Lockhart (a wizarding family also despised by 'proper' wizarding families), and a little Mudblood wizard.

She sneaked up on the three of them, knocked them unconscious, and hid them in a classroom.

And met again with Gilderoy Lockhart who came down from upstairs later, and made a deal.

But Narcissa felt that this guy seemed to be completely different from the feeling she gave herself just now.

He remained silent, his eyes were lifeless, like a wild beast with its fangs temporarily retracted.

Narcissa didn't dare to say much, got the so-called antidote, hurried back to the school hospital, returned to her only son, Decola, and finally calmed down a little.

--is this real?

Looking at the bottle of antidote,

Narcissa Malfoy was full of doubt and uncertainty.

She had expectations in her heart—hoped that her son would recover quickly, and also suspected something of unknown origin.

In comparison, the Mandrake potion brewed by Professor Snape is more reliable, although it will take several months of waiting.

But not long after, she learned from Madam Pomfrey who came back later...that three little wizards had been taken away.

This made her tense for a moment.

At the same time, it is also discovered that Lockhart may indeed be the mastermind behind this series of events.

So is the potion in the glass bottle in your hand really the antidote?

Narcissa had a faint expectation in her heart, she hoped so, but...but she was not at ease.

When Madam Pomfrey returned to her office and was alone, she hesitated whether to give Dracora the potion.

Narcissa was so entangled that she could only hold up the small glass bottle and keep looking at it carefully.

If the potion was real, it would be difficult to explain the fact that she immediately restored Decora.

And the Dark Lord sent his greetings to her husband!What on earth does this mean... Could it be?
Narcissa had a headache, and she felt vaguely that she had forgotten a very important thing.

This matter is related to my husband.

While she was thinking about it,
There was a rattling sound outside the door of the school hospital, as well as a dull male voice.

"anyone there?"

"Is Madam Pomfrey there? There's an injured person here!"

This startled Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy.

She tidied up the glass bottle in a hurry and let Dobby open the door.

A centaur came in outside, carrying a wounded Ministry of Magic Auror on his back, so badly wounded that his entire arm was gone, and his clothes were stained with blood.

The whole person has passed out.

"Horsemen!"

Narcissa frowned, with a look of disgust, and the fact that she was frightened just now made her even more angry and disgusted.

"Where is this place, how dare you come here..."

But even though Narcissa said this, she carefully looked at the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, looked at the half of the arm that had disappeared, and guessed what kind of fierce battle... would cause such an injury.

It is also unknown whether Gilderoy Lockhart will be able to escape this pursuit, and whether he will expose himself after being caught.

But in this matter, she has already picked herself up very cleanly. She is the little wizards who attacked from behind, and they have no way of knowing that they are attacking them.

And even if the Ministry of Magic really captures Lockhart alive and obtains his confession, he can't do anything to himself, just like how he helped his husband Lucius 11 years ago... These officials of the Ministry of Magic cannot deal with the prestigious Malfoy family without clear evidence.

While Narcissa was cursing the centaur, Madam Pomfrey heard noises coming out of the office.

As soon as she saw the Auror's injury, she gasped, quickly stopped Narcissa's curses, and began to treat the unconscious Auror.

And the horseman didn't want to stay here any longer, so he turned and left, preparing to go to the Forbidden Forest.

……

In the Forbidden Forest, black flames are burning.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts professors separated.

Surround that towering giant strange tree with a range of hundreds of meters to thousands of meters...with irregular circles.

They had just released the [Fierce Fire Curse] with their own hands.

In front of Dumbledore, Fudge was looking after three young wizards.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Only monsters can fight against monsters, but can we all deal with the monsters we created with our own hands?"

He looked at Dumbledore, hoping for an answer.

Not long ago, Dumbledore cast a spell, sank himself into the soil, and rescued several young wizards from the ground while Lockhart was not paying attention.

"Fortunately... just passed out." After a little inspection, Cornelius Fudge's conclusion made others feel a little relieved.

Then Dumbledore gave the signal.

Fireworks soared into the sky, and then Professor McGonagall, other professors and Aurors' fireworks of different colors also lit up and flashed in the sky.

After every few seconds, they emitted that black flame from the wand, the ancient black magic capable of incinerating almost everything.

——Fiendfire!
Seeing this flame is like being able to see the despair and pain in the world.

This is the flames of destruction from hell.

These flames seem to have life and feeling, and they are extremely crazy. In just a moment, the flames in all directions spread like a tsunami along the branches of the big willow tree.

The flames gradually began to deform, forming a large group of beasts: fire snakes, fire dragons, live phoenixes, centaurs, eight-eyed spiders,...all creatures they have seen and have not seen.

These creatures they rise, fall, and rise again...

The willow tree waved its branches in pain, and danced wildly in the sky with black flames.

The giant blood tree, a weird product of black magic, broke the bark and sprayed the bloody solution like last time, forming another blood rain.

But it was useless this time. These monsters made of flames raised their heads and opened their sharp mouths with fangs. The body made of flames was even absorbing the flames, and the monster's figure continued to expand.

Made the fire more ferocious.

Then the blood tree (giant willow) broke off the remaining branches automatically, so as not to be contaminated by these vicious flames along it.

But it was useless, these flame monsters kept walking through the sea of ​​flames, approaching the body of the blood tree step by step with waves of flames.

As they got closer, their claws, tentacles, and tails flicked, and the heat wave pushed past them step by step like a wall.

All things cannot survive in this sea of ​​fire.

Even the stones were cracked... For that kind of small stones, some kind of strong magma fluid was melted.

It wasn't just the irrational Lockhart who instinctively despaired.

Even the Auror who released Fiercefire himself, and Professor McGonagall couldn't stop their fear.

The monster spell they jointly unleashed was completely out of control.

Now they are not attacking them in turn, it is entirely because the blood tree (huge wood) is instinctively attracting these hell flames that want to burn everything down.

After these black flames dealt with the giant monster, it was their turn.

——Can Dumbledore really control the flame?
Everyone is suspicious.

Cornelius Fudge's expression was particularly serious. He wanted to open his mouth several times to ask how to deal with this matter, but the thick smoke billowed in front of him, and the black smoke covered the entire sky... The scene of the heat wave paved the way, and he could hardly open his mouth.

Especially even in such a situation... under the bright black firelight, Dumbledore still looked calm, with only the firelight flickering in his pupils, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking clearly.

Cornelius Fudge looked at Dumbledore for some reason and felt chills in his heart. The man in front of him who was shrouded in many halos - can he really believe it?

Although he had been wary of Dumbledore before, it was more because Dumbledore was in the extremely important and powerful position of Hogwarts headmaster.

But now facing this powerful wizard...for the first time, he really felt the bottomless...thoughts under that glamorous skin.

It made him shiver even more, freezing to the marrow of his bones.

Maybe I noticed something.

Dumbledore turned his head and said to Fudge with a slight smile, "Don't worry! Connelly, you're fine!"

Cornelius Fudge took two steps back subconsciously, perhaps because it was too obvious, Fudge's face turned red when he realized it, and he hurriedly took another step closer to Dumbledore.

It seems to be asking, and it seems to be sighing, "This time... this thing should be over!"

He used this to resolve the embarrassment just now.

When Cornelius Fudge was speaking, the sea tide transformed by Fiercefire had converged into a circular sea tide, and under the watchful eyes of the professors and Aurors, wave after wave rushed towards the giant blood tree.

Close at hand!

Lockhart flicked his wand in vain to stop it all.

But the monster behind him is already too busy to take care of himself, not to mention what can he, a second-rate wizard who is not very good in himself, do?

When he was about to be devoured by Fierce Flame and turned into a scorched corpse or powder, the flame suddenly stopped attacking and only surrounded him with a circle of fire to restrict his movements.

Outside the circle of fire was a burst of scorched earth, the black fire was jumping, churning, licking everything, and thick smoke was billowing everywhere.

Like a wild beast, Lockhart repeatedly tried to pass through the flames and return to the burning blood tree, but was forced back into the circle of fire by the flames again and again.

he growled.

Soon, perhaps because of the lack of oxygen...

Passed out on the ground.

Cornelius Fudge could hardly keep his mouth shut, watching in amazement as Dumbledore swung his wand and saved Gilderoy Lockhart from Fiendfire.

Although the 'show' of summoning Hurricane Thunder earlier made him realize that Dumbledore and wizards like them were purely of two levels.

But the scene in front of him made him realize this point even more.

This level is even bigger than the difference in magical power between adults and young wizards...

Although it is not as gorgeous as before, but it controls the spells cast by others, and it is also the [Fierce Fire Curse] that controls multiple people to cast together...

This most uncontrollable ancient magic.

This made Cornelius Fudge, who knew the extent of the difficulty, even more incredulous.

Soon, though, he stopped paying attention to that.

The black flames burned fiercely, completely devouring the entire giant blood tree.

Looking in the sight of these people...

Here, in the Forbidden Forest, it was as if a giant pillar of flames had ignited into the sky.

Accompanied by the burning of the flames, loud crackling sounds resounded around... Billows of black smoke covered the entire sky along the burning blood trees.

It's like amplifying the sound of the bonfire burning a thousand, ten thousand times... It's like the blood tree is crying out in despair in the fireworks that are nearing the end.

Even in the wizarding world, it is difficult to see such a spectacular and magical scene.

Everyone stood in place, no longer speaking, sinking into such a scene.

However, later on...

"What's that?" Connelly wasn't the only one pointing at the top of the blood tree and yelling.

Many people have seen this scene.

At the top of the pillar of fire that reaches the sky, there is a very huge white flower, that shape... that shape...

Just like the giant Rafflesia flower that appeared at Hogwarts last time.

When everyone was shocked,
That thing also gradually began to be swallowed by Fierce Fire.

But when completely devoured.

Rafflesia exploded.

Literally exploded...something spewed out from the sky and into the Forbidden Forest in every direction.

(End of this chapter)