I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Really?" Bellatrix stood up. The striking gray eyes radiated cold light, "You have never been loyal to the Dark Lord, right Severus! Because you are full of lies and not a word of truth. I am right."

"May I remind you that there is a little wizard in Hogwarts who possesses ancient magic. He is related to Wenda Rosier by blood, right? A direct descendant? Where did the ancient magic in him come from? ?”

"He is the heir." Snape said calmly.

"Are you fooling the devil! Heir? What kind of bullshit heir? Do you think I will believe it? Will the Dark Lord believe it?" Bellatrix sneered again and again, her eyes becoming more and more dangerous, "Oh - he is just a lucky person who obtained ancient magic power. Boy—do you dare to say this?”

"It is what it is."

"Fact? If this is a fact, then why do the inscriptions unearthed from the Divine Grant Tower record the method of obtaining ancient magic? If it is really destined that no one can take it away, how did that American girl succeed!" Bellatrix was irritable. He said: "What heir? That is to fool those ignorant and stupid ordinary wizards. There must be some kind of technology, a technology that is passed down from generation to generation. In ancient times, this kind of magic power must be available to everyone."

She would become so impatient and irritable that the birth of the child was entirely due to Owen's influence.

The meeting with Owen after Christmas deeply stimulated her, as was senior Tom. When they realized that there were monsters beyond imagination in this world, seeking more powerful power almost became their most urgent need.

With Voldemort's lessons learned. Both Bellatrix and Senior Tom have given up cooperating with foreign gods. After all, no one wants to gradually turn into a monster without knowing it.

Then seeking ancient magic becomes the only option.

For months, they have been searching for traces of ancient magic, leaving no clue behind.

Thanks to her previous loyalty to the demon king who had turned into a monster, Bellatrix knew many secrets about ancient magic.

In particular, the information about the [Purifiers] and the goblins will be gathered to her. That's why she knows so much.

"Haha——" Snape smiled noncommittally. "maybe!"

"Maybe?" Bellatrix's whole body was furious, and the wand was already in her hand. As long as she was willing, a war would break out here in the next second.

"Sister - please, don't" Narcissa grabbed one of Bella's arms, and his pleading eyes fell on her.

If a fight breaks out here it will definitely attract others.

Whether it's the Ministry of Magic or the monster's men, it will be difficult for them to leave here today.

"Huh..." It had been a long time since she heard her sister call her that. Bellatrix was stunned for a while, but she soon regained her consciousness. She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and then her eyes burned brightly. He looked at Snape, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell that monster about your betrayal?"

"Hehe - you can try it." Snape smiled. "Let's see if he trusts a traitor or a loyal subordinate."

"Loyal - you disgust me," Bellatrix said, frowning.

But as Snape said, she didn't have any leverage against the other party.

Before coming, Tom asked her to make a deal with Snape, but she didn't want to hand over that thing to him at all, so she kept acting strong, hoping to get what she wanted without any effort.

but now--

"Okay." Bellatrix's face turned frosty, "Let's open the skylight and speak frankly."

"Dumbledore has been pestering Barty Crouch for months, hoping to get something from him, and I'm sure you know what it is!"

"We use that in exchange," she said, "in exchange for my child mastering the ancient magic. The time is set for this summer vacation. If the summer vacation is over and my child still has not mastered the ancient magic, I will give that thing to that child. monster."

A sneer formed on the corner of her mouth, "I believe that if that thing gets into his hands, you will never have the chance to get it again."

"This is not something I can decide." Snape said dryly. "Based on what I know about Dumbledore, he should agree. But - it's a pity that this matter is not something he can decide. You have to find it." The silver-haired kid discussed."

"This is what you should consider." Bellatrix said coldly, "You only have twenty-four hours to think about it. Now I want to take Draco away, and if there is no one on the Hogwarts Express tomorrow, Draco is definitely under suspicion. I don't care if you use Polyjuice Potion or some other method. This is a sign that you are willing to cooperate. , I will come to see you again. If I don’t see Draco getting off the bus tomorrow, then—hehe—just say goodbye to that thing!”

After that, Bellatrix asked her sister to call her son and leave here.

Before coming, she had not actually received an order to protect Draco, and Senior Tom would not devote his energy to such matters. The agreement between Narcissa and Snape was private.

But what she just said was purely because she couldn't stand Snape's attitude and deliberately disgusted him.

A few minutes later.

As the door was opened, a smell of smoke mixed with the damp smell from the dirty river near the house, and only one person was left in the living room.

Snape's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

Bellatrix's purpose was beyond his expectation.

A few days ago, when he knew that Narcissa would come to pick up his son, he had guessed that Bella would definitely follow. And she came with the order of the young Voldemort.

But he guessed that the other party might just want to obtain intelligence cooperation, or want to force him to be loyal to Voldemort, and never thought that they would seek ancient magic.

Even more unexpected, Bella would threaten them with that thing.

The last Horcrux - Gaunt Ring.

After sorting out his thoughts, Snape did not stay too long and also walked out of the house.

He was going to see Dumbledore.

——————

That night.

Owen stayed with Hermione all the time.

They were in the Room of Requirement, and no one would come here as the holiday was approaching.

He told the girl about the history of 100,000 years ago, including some of his speculations, in great detail.

There was nothing to hide.

And it couldn't be hidden, because Hermione would come into contact with those bas-reliefs at any time in the future. Even the wizards of the Union might ask her to study together. After all, in addition to paintings, there were more complicated and meticulous ancient runes on those bas-reliefs. Those were the original runes from tens of thousands of years ago, and the current wizards couldn't understand them at all.

Only a few people could understand those runes, including Dumbledore.

This is why his office was filled with so many bas-reliefs and parchments.

And Hermione, she had studied the ancient runes in the Hogwarts's underground chamber of secrets, as well as the runes on the ancient puppets in the cave's divine tower. Those were the versions closest to the original runes. It can be said that in terms of runes, she has come to the forefront of the world.

The wizards of the Union will definitely go to Hogwarts to invite Professor Bathsilda Barbling, who studies ancient Niruwen, to participate, and Professor Bathsilda Barbling will definitely recommend Hermione to them.

And Dumbledore seemed to have no reason to object.

Owen himself did not fully understand the bas-reliefs, he just took a cursory look at them.

Some of the details still need to be studied by others.

The next morning, the two returned to their respective common rooms.

Everyone in Hufflepuff expressed strong excitement about Owen's return. Everyone talked and laughed, telling him about the interesting things that happened in the castle in the past month, mainly Hufflepuff.

It's a pity that they have to part today, and they can't talk too much.

And before they had time to say a few words, Professor Sprout suddenly appeared in the lounge and called Owen away.

"Professor?" After leaving the Hufflepuff common room, Professor Sprout did not go to the upper floor very abnormally, but took him down another floor.

This made Owen speak, because further down was the Slytherin common room and Snape's office.

"Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in Professor Snape's office."

"What?" Owen looked at the professor in confusion, and did not ask any more questions.

Because Professor Sprout certainly knew nothing.

Snape's office was located in the basement of Hogwarts Castle, at both ends of the same corridor as the Potions classroom.

It was not far from the Hufflepuff common room, and in a few minutes, the two arrived at the door of the office.

Knocked on the door.

A dull sound came from inside.

Pushed the door and walked in.

The overall appearance of Snape's office was made of a whole long piece of gray-black stone, giving people a heavy and cold feeling. The ceiling was arc-shaped, and there was a not-so-bright magic crystal lamp above the stone archway of the only entrance and exit.

Its shape was like three huge hemispheres buckled together, forming a unique and complex spatial structure.

The shelves along the wall were filled with glass jars, three layers above and below, all of which were filled with brown, red, and amber solutions soaked with snakes, scorpions, toads and other creatures, as well as eyeballs and organs of certain types of creatures.

In the middle of the office was a large rectangular table, about 1 meter wide and 3 meters long. On the table were scales, glassware for measuring solutions, dried herbal materials in beakers, and other potion-making tools.

At this time, many people were standing near the table.

Bill was tall and thin; Fred and George covered their noses, as if there was a strange smell in the room; Sirius had the same expression, full of disgust; Mad-Eye had a cold face, and the blue magic eye kept whizzing in his eye socket; Tonks' short hair turned pink again, she was holding Professor Lupin's hand beside her, winking at Harry, Hermione and Ron; Professor Lupin was embarrassed, and didn't know where to look; Kingsley, still couldn't get rid of his bald head, he looked solemn, and looked the most normal among all the people present; there was also a seldom-seen person, Mundungus Fletcher, a short, slovenly, wretched wizard, he was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but no one liked him.

"Hey - Owen." A beautiful figure suddenly flashed over, she pressed Owen's cheek, "Did you miss me!"

"You -" Owen looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, Roy Sylph? Why did she come to Hogwarts?

"Why are you here?"

"It's so rude to call you aunt." Roy said displeased, and then pinched Owen's cheek hard.

"We got information that something might happen today." Sirius walked over and said to Owen.

However, Owen discovered that the dog godfather seemed to have devoted some of his energy to his aunt.

"Intelligence?" Owen said, "Where did you get the information?"

"The Federation caught a [Pretender] a few days ago," Kingsley explained. "From his mouth, we learned that the mysterious man has been resurrected and is planning to attack the Hogwarts Express."

"Attack the train?" Harry said in shock, "Is he crazy? There are so many little wizards on the train, could he-"

"Only those who resist him or betray him will be killed." At this time, Snape, the owner of this office, finally spoke. "Just like you, Miss Know-It-All, and Draco Malfoy who has betrayed him."

"Malfoy?" Harry's eyes widened again, "He betrayed Voldemort? How is that possible!"

"I don't need to explain to you, Potter. And don't say those three words again in the future." Snape said, "That doesn't prove your courage, it only proves your stupidity."

"Shut up, snot-nosed!" Sirius immediately withdrew his gaze and turned to face Snape, "My godson, it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."

"Ah - what a continuous stupidity." Snape sneered.

"What - are you itchy?" Sirius pulled out his wand, ready to teach that annoying guy a lesson.

"Okay." At this time, Dumbledore spoke, "What we need is to solve the problem, not to have a meaningless quarrel."

Then he explained to Harry, "Tom cast a spell on the name Voldemort. Anyone who pronounces this name will be sensed by him. Harry - in the past, because you were protected by your mother's magic, he found Not for you, but the protective magic will no longer work after you become an adult, so don’t pronounce this name casually again.”

"Oh -" Hearing this, Harry nodded with interest, not sure whether he had written this sentence down.

On the other side, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and looked up at everyone, "As for the attack, we are not sure that it will definitely happen.

But preventive measures are still necessary. After discussing with Professor Snape, Kingsley and Alastor, we decided to use Polyjuice Potion to hide the members of the Order of the Phoenix among the young wizards and be responsible for secretly protecting them. "