The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

Ever since reading "The Diary of a Gryffindor", Neo had the idea of ​​"The Diary of a Horcrux".

"From the master's bookshelf to the dark wizard's test bench, it may also stay in the mud of a certain sewer, but it will definitely welcome all kinds of spells and potions with its cheeks. That is much more moving than boring sunshine and rain. .”

Neo threw the diary out, looking forward to how long it would last.

As for its successful resurrection, it is as lucky as winning a lottery.

"How heavy is the hammer of Big Ben? Little Tom got lost in the forest..."

"... Big Ben struck three times, and Little Tom's head fell off..."

"...Naughty child, pick up your head quickly..."

Putting the money bag away, Neo returned to the Slytherin cabin humming the Wu's Orphanage song.

Good, all three red heads are still alive.

They cleverly asked Nagina for help and opened a book on curse casting. The three heads huddled together and looked at the illustrations from a distance.

Family education prevents them from reading the words in the book, but no child can resist the appeal of bloody or ghastly pictures.

"I can brag about that illustration that tears people apart for a whole semester!"

Ron found something to talk about with his classmates.

Nagini saw Neo appear and climbed away from the table. She was tired of taking care of three children.

"Hiss... hiss..."

"What is Nagini talking about?"

George asked.

"Oh, she said that it's her sleeping time during the day, and you disturbed her. She wants to pick one of you to eat tonight, and asked me if that's okay."

Neo helped translate.

"Haha, this joke is so humorous!"

Fred hugged his belly and laughed.

"Yes, yes, it's just a joke."

Neo agreed.

The three children still haven't figured out who and what is in this room. Maybe after a few years of studying at Hogwarts, they can gradually recall some... It's as if they are looking back into the abyss, with shadows crawling.

After carefully examining Ron's new finger, the flesh and blood naturally absorbed the magic power of his body and nourished the thunderbird feather. This was an alienation of the organ, a cancer at the cellular level.

Left to grow, Ron would die on that finger.

There is a certain degree of control, and he believes that the "St. Mungo's Emergency First Aid Regulations" are excellent guidelines.

"Ron, how are you feeling? Can you start making wands?"

Neo adheres to the creed of saving time. July has already begun, not long before school starts in September.

Once he arrives at Hogwarts, he will definitely get countless inspirations from the restricted book area. By then, some more important research directions will emerge, which will occupy his little energy, and he will have to advance the progress of the project at hand.

"I just feel that my right hand is not as strong as before, but I can make it move."

Ron raised his right hand deliberately high, and the ugly and unique fingers kept flicking, causing George and Fred to feel upset in their stomachs.

"It's time to cut it off."

The most ideal growth state is to let the thunderbird's feathers suck Ron to death and harvest a wonderful black magic material for himself.

But Ron is a very lovable kid... Judging from his superb wizard chess skills, Ron has rigorous logical thinking, which is the potential of practicing Animagus.

One day in the future, I can let him join my [Animagus and Ethics] research project.

"Are we going to prepare for that weird ritual?"

"I've been trying for the past few days, but this spell is really difficult."

Fred took out his wand with great interest, while George opened the book "Uncanny Magic You Don't Know" in his arms to a page titled "Calling the Gods to Guard". Next to it were Neo's dense notes. Why did I write so much on it? It was because it took Neo a long time to learn this spell, and Tom, the loser, knew it was holding him back.

The two brothers could be described as weird, and Neo was very satisfied with the ceremony he designed.

"Unlike ordinary staff makers like Ollivander, I specialize in curses... Ahem, the effect of emotions on magic. This is a leftover pearl in the ancient sea of ​​magic. Modern magic The cornerstone of the pyramid of mantras. For everyone who has achieved something in alchemy, defeating death is just that. Mastering love and hatred is the challenge..."

That was the power that could overthrow the Dark Lord, and Neo was greedy for it.

"So I have been exploring them for a long time. Regarding the exploration of negative emotions, I think I have achieved some success."

Neo pulled out his favorite work from the sleeve cage, exposed the ferocious skull shape on its handle, and showed it to the three children.

"I slaughtered dozens of insects with the killing curse and harvested the weak souls to enchant it. I named it [Insect Killer]!"

The scene fell silent for a moment. The twins pursed their mouths hard to prevent their teeth from showing. It was so rude.

Neo snorted and put the wand back into his sleeve. If Albus Dumbledore or Nick Mellor were here, they would definitely be shocked by this [Insect Slayer].

"Wands have emotional tendencies, some are suitable for transfiguration, some have a huge increase in dark magic, and some may make your cooking spells more delicious... The core of the wand is not the key, the core of the problem Yes, Ron, what kind of wizard do you want to be?"

Ron had already answered this.

"I've always wanted to be a powerful white wizard like Dumbledore!"

Neo nodded, his quill writing on the open notebook while mumbling.

"Dumbledore, eighty out of a hundred children will think this way. They are mediocre in talent and dare not cross the bottom line in their pursuit of power. This adds to the cowardice, those who follow the crowd, and the mediocre people who let their wands gather dust..."

Ron's face turned red, Neo read too loudly.

"No, I am not a coward, mediocre, cowardly... Neo, what are you writing!"

Neo raised his head, his eyes flashing with murderous intent that scared Ron. When he froze, Neo had already turned his head and looked at the Weasley twins.

"Your brother has deep darkness in his heart. He is small, sensitive, and fragile. He did not become Obscurus. This is all thanks to your little sister Ginny. His identity as a brother must have made him grow a lot."

George and Fred also calmed their expressions. They didn't know what Obscurus was, but they couldn't laugh at Ron's bad mood at this time.

Family environment has a huge impact on a wizard.

Harry Potter is protected by his mother's love, but who will protect Ron's shadow accumulated in poverty and humility?

At least their two brothers really cared about him. Even Patsy, who was obsessed with pursuing power, couldn't let go of the word family.

"Boy, you are lucky, but it is also a pity. If you are unwilling to accept your own darkness, you will lose a magic wand that can take you to the peak of power."

Ron couldn't listen anymore. He looked at his two brothers, his eyes were red, and tears could burst out at any time.

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