Ashes of Hogwarts

In full view of everyone, Ash opened the suitcase.

On the side, Dumbledore and Snape had taken out their wands and were ready.

Although Ash felt no ill will from the suitcase, he and Hades were hardly friends after all.

To a certain extent, he is still a bandit who robs Pluto of his belongings.

If he hadn't been unable to defeat Ash, Hades would have left the city to suppress the bandits.

squeak~

The suitcase was opened.

The first thing that caught the eye was a small piece of parchment.

Its size is only about one-tenth of the size of Snape's homework.

It seems that this is not a gift sent with malicious intent.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so polite and write a letter specifically.

Ash gave Dumbledore and Snape, who were on full alert, a look to signal them to relax.

Then he picked up the parchment and read it carefully.

Pluto's handwriting isn't very pretty - but at least it's far behind Ash's dog crawling handwriting that can only be read through mental perception.

The speckled sparks flicker on and off the parchment, expressing what the author wants to convey to those who read it.

Dear Old God—Lord Ashes:

First of all, please forgive me for trespassing on your territory. The purpose of my coming here is to return to you a group of mortals who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth and enter the hell without permission - I have never seen many such bold people in my life.

Secondly, I want to invite you to take a trip to hell, so that I can show you the beautiful scenery of hell as a landlord.

Hades: Amplo Dark

……

So this guy came all the way to Hogwarts just to send back those guys from the Ministry of Magic?

Then why did he drive Dante and Virgil away in the first place?Isn't this unnecessary?

After putting down the letter, the parchment suddenly burned as if it had completed its mission.

Ash frowned as he watched the parchment turn into ashes, then opened the second layer of the suitcase.

As expected, the second layer of the suitcase was densely packed with small dolls.

Although the workmanship is very rough, from their faces and clothes, they can still be recognized as the group of people from the Ministry of Magic who were lost in hell.

Virgil and Dante looked around and saw the doll in the box, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

The people who paid wages are back, and there is no need to worry about going hungry.

"His handiwork is really good, even worse than his handwriting."

Ash picked up the Ministry of Magic employees and threw them one by one to Virgil and Dante.

Snape and Dumbledore were speechless after seeing Ash's broken handwriting.

To be honest, they didn't believe that anyone's handwriting could be uglier than Ash's.

"So, old man, I don't want to go to hell with you again." Dumbledore pretended to stroke his non-existent beard, with a disappointed expression on his face.

"I haven't been to hell yet. I really want to see the scenery there."

"Honestly, Headmaster Dumbledore, if that's what you really think about, I don't mind being a good and helpful person."

Snape took over Dumbledore's words.

"This way, when Ash becomes the principal, I can ask him to hand over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class to me."

The things you ask for but don’t get are always the ones you miss the most.

Lily had been lost and found, and what Snape was most interested in now was when he could become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

You know, fire prevention girls have been on pregnancy leave for a long time.

"I did it for your own good, Severus."

Dumbledore looked at Snape with an expression of "How could you let down my good intentions?"

"That's a cursed position. The water is too deep and you can't control it."

Snape sneered disdainfully and squeezed out a "chi" from his nose.

The old man was very bad.

"Voldemort is dead. Ash did it. Merlin can't save him in another life, I say so!"

"Look, even he himself can't bear the curse, let alone you. For your future happy life, I can only be this bad guy."

Dumbledore spread his hands and exuded an innocent aura.

If Grindelwald were here, he would be holding him in his arms in distress.

Ash ignored the two guys playing tricks.

He finished sorting all the dolls and found that there were a few more that did not belong to the Ministry of Magic.

These dolls are beautifully styled, and they look like pretty ladies at first glance.

Are you planning to bribe me?I, Ash Lothric, am this kind of person?

He calmly put several dolls into his arms.

The family still lacks a few female nannies, and Ilia also lacks someone to take care of her.

You can't let the house elves take care of the fireproof girl after giving birth. Although Lily will take care of her, she also has her own life.

To sum up, Ash is quite satisfied with these gifts from Pluto.

It is estimated that this Lord of the Underworld is the only one who can engage in human trafficking so openly.

"Virgil, you two take those guys to the playground, and I will start resuscitating them together later."

The last frightened puppet was thrown to Dante by Ash.

He clapped his hands and took George out of the principal's office.

This guy had just heard the childish bickering between Dumbledore and Snape, and Ash was worried that he would be silenced by those two guys.

You know, the Weasley brothers were notoriously tight-lipped at Hogwarts—the kind that told them backwards.

"Go ahead, don't write down what happened to the Headmaster and Professor Snape in a diary, then accidentally leave the diary in the Gryffindor common room, and then Fred picks it up and reads it out loud. Come out."

Ash patted the back of George's head three times, then left step by step with his hands behind his back.

"Obviously! I am a person who likes to keep diaries."

George happily agreed to the job.

Who can resist the touching friendship between the venerable White Devil and the dark and gloomy Batman?

On the playground, Virgil and Dante have arranged the puppets neatly one by one.

Ash couldn't do this by turning a living being into a puppet without any signs of life.

He can only turn a living being into a corpse with no signs of life.

But Pluto did it. This is because the focus of cultivation is different.

Just like Ash can't cast the torturous Soul Imperius Curse now - for him, it is a enslavement spell that directly turns the opponent into a soul slave, and it is easier to use than charm.

Taking out the wand shaped like a dead branch, Ash began to sing softly.

Don't ask where this counter-spell came from, just ask that it was just left on the letter by Pluto.

"...I command you in the name of Ashes, the great King of the Old Gods, to break the curse!"

As the chanting fell, fine white cracks began to spread in the void with the tip of his staff.

Blue light overflowed from the cracks, enveloping and isolating all the dolls.

Then, a series of fine cracking sounds began to sound from the playground, and soon spread throughout the entire space.

Those dolls gradually broke free as the cracks appeared. They slowly grew up and eventually returned to their original shapes.

Pieces of pottery figurine fragments hung on their bodies, falling to the ground when the breeze blew.

Ash retracted his wand and turned to leave.

He had no interest in explaining to these guys who didn't know whether they loved adventure or lacked awe.

But before leaving, he said his last words.

"Gentlemen, if I see you running naked in Hogwarts, the consequences will be quite serious."