Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 361 The Book of Dragon Slaying
"Oh, Madam Pomfrey, dear, it's not... you can't say that!"

Fudge was turned pale by the insult, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said bluntly, "Sirius Black is a vicious criminal, he is far worse than you imagined....We can drive away the dementors and imprison the fire dragon, but it is difficult to prevent a super dark wizard criminal who wants to enter Hogwarts... These are necessary security measures. As long as he is caught, Madam Pomfrey! I guarantee that the fire dragon will leave Hogwarts immediately."

Having said that, everyone glanced at Harry cautiously.

McGuffin sensed that Harry was aware of this, too.

Dumbledore finally said, "Poppy, don't worry about dragons!"

"Actually, I have already guessed a thing or two about the reason why the fire dragon lost control just now."

"Really? Professor Dumbledore!" Fudge was overjoyed. He just planned to use Harry and the now famous McGuffin Albert to divert the attention of the wizarding world in order to get away. Now it seems that this method of self-injury can be avoided.

"Well, when I was researching the uses of dragon blood, I read a book written by the Chinese wizard Kongbo in the fifteenth century. It was about introducing ancient books on dragon research..."

"Let me think about it, the translation should be called "The Book of Dragon Slaying"!"

Dumbledore said slowly, nodding his forehead.

"Kongbo! (kongbo!)"

"Is it the first real dragon taming wizard from ancient China since the end of the medieval wizard era?"

"Professor, is that the book you mentioned, the legendary and famous book "How to Cook One Hundred Dishes of Dragons and Phoenixes"?"

exclaimed Charlie, ecstatically, jumping off the table,
--hiss!

He took a deep breath and grinned.The wound was torn open again. (The pink and tender skin that had just grown up directly burst into bloody cracks)
"Charlie Weasley!"

"Charlie, what are you doing!"

Madam Pomfrey and Mrs Weasley roared almost simultaneously.

Everyone in the room jumped up in fright.

"Calm down, calm down! Have a good rest! I'll explain slowly, Charlie! Otherwise Poppy and your mother should be in a hurry!" Dumbledore said calmly.

"Haven't the Romanian dragon trainers change that name? Those names are inaccurate and discriminatory! Charlie."

"You should directly call the original literal translation—"The Slaughtering Method and Material Handling of Top Dangerous Alien Creatures", that is, "Book of Dragon Slaying", or "Dragon Slaying Technique"!"

said Dumbledore, smiling.

"Professor, what is written on it? As rumored, there is even a method of making dragon liver and phoenix marrow. I heard that the book even uses dragon heart and dragon blood to refine the elixir of immortality similar to the Philosopher's Stone, the fountain of eternal life... what is it called..."

"By the way, what is it called Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, Jade Liquid Silver Juice... what can make people break through the boundaries of magic and return to the strength of wizards in the Middle Ages. Is that true?"

"Professor, where did you get that book? I heard that only the French Ministry of Magic has a fragment of this book. It is said that it is preserved together with Sir Merlin's Sorcerer's Stone alchemy manuscript..."

Charlie was excited, curious in his voice.

Even when Madam Pomfrey and Mrs Weasley glared at him in front of him, he couldn't contain the excitement.

"Don't get too far! As for the book, although there are no surviving books in Europe, there are many wizards in China who still keep the ancient magic books at that time....It can only be said that the older you are, the only advantage is that you have some friends from all over the world... Okay! Let's get back to the topic! Minister Fudge can't wait any longer."

"That book roughly introduces 28 ways to weaken, irritate... and lure fire dragons into magic traps. One of them is to use the scent of the opposite sex, or to extract some kind of potion from the reproductive system of dragons..."

--wait! !

Wait!
McGuffin yelled in his heart, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

(-)-(·)-(o)-(0)-(O)
His mouth also opened wider and wider, almost falling to the ground.

——What the hell is Dumbledore talking about!

But obviously as Dumbledore told his guesses, McGuffin began to confirm more and more that the culprit of this incident should be: the so-called ghost he saw in Honeydukes.
——Longbao is gone.

"Wait!" After shaking her body, Professor McGonagall finally woke up from the depth bomb dropped by Dumbledore, she asked hastily.

"Charles isn't crazy, why is he holding a dragon's penis, eat it?"

"Minerva!" Mrs. Weasley glared at Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore.

——These two guys are still professors, how can they say these things in front of the underage little dirty teacher.

Fudge also realized that Harry and Hermione and the little wizards were still here, and hurriedly adjusted his impatient attitude. Instead, he slapped him and said to Dumbledore, "Professor, this is your fault...you can't say these words in front of these little wizards."

"Albert, Potter, you go out first!"

"Well, you're right, but Albert probably has to stay. From your expression, you should have thought of something!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the others also saw that McGuffin was frozen in place at the moment, unable to close (O)'s mouth at all.

"Albert, what the hell do you know?"

Professor McGonagall walked directly in front of McGuffin and looked at the little wizard condescendingly.

Hermione, who was on the side, also remembered the strange reaction of McGuffin in Honeydukes. She lowered her head, her face was flushed, and she seemed to vaguely guess something.

FK!Shir!

——How did Tem ask him to answer?

"McGuffin Albert, what the hell do you know!"

Professor McGonagall's tone became more severe.

Seeing McGuffin staring at Hermione and Harry from time to time, Mr. Weasley seemed to realize something, he hurriedly pulled Harry, and Ron and the others left here.

Before leaving, he told Charlie, "Charlie, you must listen to your mother and Madam Pomfrey's instructions and take a good rest!"

When he was the only young wizard in the tavern, McGuffin finally said, "I heard what you said, Principal Dumbledore. When I was buying candy at Honeydukes, I found a magic item that looked like it came from a foreign country, and there was a dragon painted on it."

McGuffin tried his best to describe what he saw objectively, and did not tell a few people that he only confirmed it after seeing the writing on the iron box.

"And the handwriting on it... According to Hermione, it looks like calligraphy from China!"

Fudge shook his head, not paying attention, "It seems that Dumbledore made a mistake, Albert is still a young wizard after all, and a rich imagination is a good thing..."

But before he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall remembered what Charles said earlier.

"Honey Duke? Is it there again? Charles seems to have mentioned it too?" Professor McGonagall said.

"Could it be...?" Ms. Romsta also seemed to have remembered something, and there was a narrow smile on her face.

"Minister, professors, do you remember the gossip that circulated among wizards not long ago? About Charles? The rumor of our honorable Hogwarts board member."

"Is it the most gossipy news among adult wizards before the dementors rioted in Hogwarts?"

The other wizards present were lost in memory, and judging from the expressions on their faces, they obviously already knew what it was.

"And I heard that Honeydukes seems to have smuggled some materials about dragons from the black market to make this latest candy, what is called a dragon candy, which is related to what Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore said... In addition, I did see Mr. Charles walking out of Honeydukes very happily not long ago... If you connect all these things, the matter will be clear!"

"Romstar, you mean..."

"Charles, he wants to... cough cough cough!"

Fudge's eyes lit up immediately, and his voice raised two degrees, but seeing that the MacGuffin was still here, he said loudly, deliberately vaguely, "Is that guy looking around for ancient wizards' secret magic recipes?"

The guy Fudge had obviously heard about it.

And Fudge was so angry that he immediately thought of why the dementor riot was completely out of control after it happened, and all the newspapers got the news at the first time... In a short time, the wizarding world began to discuss the incompetence and responsibility of Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic.

Now it seems that this is very likely to be an action by this guy Charles in order to divert himself from the gossip rumors about himself.

If you think about it carefully, those newspapers and weekly magazines that reported first are all media that can be easily influenced by him.

"Fudge, I also remembered, that guy Charles asked me about some potion ingredients in the Forbidden Forest earlier, thinking about it, that rumor must be true, he..." Hagrid yelled loudly.

"Hush!" said Professor McGonagall.

"Hagrid, don't! Albert is still here, remember you are still a professor, pay attention to your identity!"

Obviously everyone understands the general situation of this matter.

There was a certain awkwardness on their faces, especially when they couldn't look directly at the MacGuffin.

——I don't know if this little wizard really knows the 'truth' of this matter
"Ahem, in short, this matter is just gossip, and it hasn't been confirmed yet. I...I'll go to Honeydukes to investigate first, investigate!"

Fudge turned anxiously and walked outside.

Madam Pomfrey also smiled embarrassingly, and stopped worrying about the fire dragon.

She and Mrs. Weasley carried Charlie and pulled Percy (only Percy had the Floo), and went straight to the fireplace.

"Let's go, let's go to the Hogwarts Infirmary, and let St. Mungo's medical practitioner look at your wound later..."

"I hope it's Hippocrates Smethyk who is good at dealing with the aftereffects of dragon burns... He can prepare some common medical magic ointments for your dragon trainers to prevent dragon burns, Charlie!"

Madam Pomfrey said that her voice was very loud, as if on purpose to avoid embarrassment.

Amidst her and Mrs. Weasley's awkward laughs, they all disappeared into the rolled green fire together.

Unexpectedly, with Charlie Weasley's strong body, in the hands of Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Pomfrey, he was as powerless as a little chicken.

Of course, it may also have something to do with his previous injury.

Next, the rest of the people present seemed to ignore McGuffin on purpose.

Professor McGonagall took Professor Flitwick and hurried to find Fudge. Only when Dumbledore was about to leave, he turned his head and asked McGuffin to keep this secret for Mr. Charles, a member of the Hogwarts board of directors.

When the others left here quickly, and the twins pulled Harry and the others rushed in, all they could see was McGuffin standing there blankly.

A face full of doubts about life!
"Don't ask! I won't tell you if you ask."

Looking at the excited faces of Fred and George, McGuffin hastily and directly rejected the possibility of answering their questions in advance.

"Ms. Romstar?" Fred pleaded.

"Don't ask me, ask your mother? She should have guessed what happened?"

Ms. Rosmerta smiled slightly and turned to the counter.

"Seriously, why are you so secretive? Charlie and Percy should know what happened? We'll bet the honor of the Weasley family and we'll figure it out." George said gloomily.

At this time, Lee Jordan broke in breathlessly from the outside, "Go and see, I don't know why Fudge and Professor Dumbledore walked into Honeydukes and kicked everyone out... I heard that they are going to seal the place and make it closed for business."

"McGuffin, what did you just say?"

The little wizards immediately turned to stare at MacGuffin.

……

honey dukes,

Compared with the previous few minutes, the place was empty, without any little wizards, only Fudge, Mr. Weasley, Professor Dumbledore, and the owner of the Honeydukes shop.

The Froomes lowered their heads and looked at the big iron box tremblingly.

Fudge was a little dumbfounded.

——I didn’t expect that what the little wizard said was actually true.

When Ms. Rosmerta made the inference just now, he still doubted whether it was true or false?
——I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it!
Charles Villa you have today too?

"Minister, what I said is true. This item was requested by Sir Charles. He has repeatedly asked for confidentiality, so it cannot be purchased from official channels."

"And we don't know that the ancient Chinese wizard's mysterious magic recipe is—"

"—Dragon Whip Bubble Potion?!"

"If we knew, we wouldn't take such a big risk to buy from the international magic black market!"

"Sir, please don't turn off Honeydukes, this is my life's dream!"

"I've never added any illegal ingredients to any candy. Isn't the Ministry of Magic testing all of them?"

Ambrosio Froome cried out anxiously and desperately.

Listening to their justifications, and looking at the huge bottle that was placed on the counter and found out from the packaging iron gift box...soaked in orange-yellow potion,
Professor McGonagall kept retching, and she felt that she couldn't swallow any more Honeydukes candy.

(End of this chapter)