Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 104: Limited resources, cruel reality

Harry and Hermione quickly changed their clothes and slipped out of the dormitory.

In the common room, the students were still discussing the previous events, and many of them had already begun to exchange amulets.

But Harry just glanced at it and didn't think those things would be of any use.

She didn't believe that a stick soaked in onion water could ward off a basilisk.

If you replace it with your own homemade wand, you might be able to resist the gaze of the basilisk once.

Hermione took Harry and quietly slipped to the door of the common room and opened the Fat Lady's portrait.

But when the two got out of the doorway, they suddenly found a person standing outside.

It's Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall's face was full of exhaustion. After all, she had been busy all night, which was really hard for an elderly person like her.

She was about to open the door to the Gryffindor common room when the two met Professor McGonagall.

When he saw Harry and Hermione, despite being tired, Professor McGonagall quickly entered the state:

"It's so late, where do you want to go? Night tour! Do you know how dangerous it is out there now! I need an explanation!"

Professor McGonagall did not immediately deduct points. After all, the two children in front of him were both well-known good students. They had always abided by the law and had never violated school rules.

She just folded her hands on her chest and stared at Harry and Hermione, waiting for their answer.

"Professor McGonagall." Hermione said before Harry could speak, "We have made important discoveries about the Chamber of Secrets.

I think we figured out what the monster in the chamber was, it was a basilisk. "

Immediately afterwards, Hermione explained her analysis process in as much detail as possible, including her speculations about Gaunt's manipulations when he rebuilt Hogwarts.

After listening, the expression on Professor McGonagall's face became much better.

She nodded approvingly, looked at Hermione and said:

"Miss Granger, that's a wonderful reasoning. But Principal Dumbledore already has this information.

It's just that Principal Dumbledore encountered another problem, so he couldn't take action to deal with the monster in the secret room. "

Just as Hermione was about to ask what the problem was, Harry pulled her back.

In order to prevent Hermione from being ignorant and continuing, Harry said first: "Since the professors already know, then we will have nothing to do."

Professor McGonagall nodded: "It's okay, you can analyze so much, I'm very happy.

After all, there are too few wizards with logical abilities now, and the few wizards who are good at logic have all entered the Ministry of Magic.

Go back to bed early! I'm going into the common room too. If I guessed correctly, no one else should have slept! "

Having said this, Professor McGonagall's eyes became sharp.

Harry pulled Hermione and quickly slipped back to his dormitory, and heard Professor McGonagall's roar behind him:

"The professors will thoroughly investigate this matter, you all go back to sleep!"

"Harry, why didn't you let me continue asking?" Hermione was still complaining on the way.

Harry rolled his eyes: "Why don't you ask the Minister of Magic when he will send the Aurors?

It’s not something we can know at this level, so don’t ask any more questions…”

Before Harry finished speaking, Hermione clapped her hands vigorously:

"That's right! It's written in the Daily Prophet that you can write directly to Minister of Magic Fudge.

I will write a letter tomorrow to urge him to resolve this matter. "

Harry quickly changed the subject, drawing Hermione's attention to other matters, lest he be forced to deal with the Aurors.

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A few days after the first duel club event, the Christmas holidays began.

The students had no regrets and quickly fled Hogwarts.

Harry didn't know the situation in other houses, but at least he, Hermione, and a few people from the Weasley family were the only ones left in Gryffindor Tower.

"One thing to say, why hasn't the Ministry of Magic come to intervene in Hogwarts to deal with the basilisk?" Hermione and Harry were soaking in the library together to solve their homework.

Although Hermione gave up the idea of ​​writing to Fudge after being persuaded by Harry, she still had doubts in her heart.

In her free time, she asked her most curious questions.

"Why did you say?" Harry lay on the table, looking sideways at Hermione,

"First of all, I suspect they didn't even know the monster was a basilisk, just that someone had an accident.

There are not that many smart people, and their IQs are probably used in political struggles.

Moreover, they still lack the necessary information to analyze the real situation. Didn't Nick say, who knew Colin's camera exploded?

There is also the water next to Mrs. Norris and the mirror next to Senior Penello. No one can know until they are there. "

Harry paused, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke out the cruelest reality:

"Then, look who's in trouble? A squib's cat, and two Muggle-born students.

Don't tell me that they are not dead. Even if they are all dead, the Ministry of Magic will not have to bear any pressure.

Can Muggle parents still go to the Ministry of Magic to make a fuss and demand compensation? They don't even know where the Ministry of Magic is!

The Ministry of Magic does not need to bear too much political pressure, and pure-blood wizards... Well, if I guess correctly, the people who rule the Ministry of Magic are pure-blood wizards.

Protecting Muggle-born wizards is just political correctness. In fact, they still hate these Muggle-born wizards from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that the heirs of Slytherin were clearing out Muggle-born wizards, it would only benefit them, so how could they meddle in their own affairs?

Even if they intervened in the end, it was probably only to achieve their own political goals. "

Hermione was silent, and the quill she just picked up stopped.

After a long time, Hermione asked in a slightly lower voice:

"Harry, those pure-blood families... do they hate us Muggle-born wizards so much?"

Harry twirled the quill in his hand and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Who let so many resources?

Just like Harley has never found a chance to be promoted to an angel, because she has no chance to get the extraordinary characteristics of the disaster witch or the main material of the potion.

why? Because there are only so many strong people that can be accommodated at the high levels of the sequence pathway.

Those existing extraordinary characteristics are either in the hands of the original witch Chike or in the hands of big forces like the Church of the Night.

And a wild Extraordinary like himself has no ability to acquire Extraordinary characteristics.

One of the two deepest collaborations between Harley and others was when the Burning Sun Church and the Steam Church were besieging Emperor Russell, and they took the opportunity to steal some sealed items from the White Maple Palace.

It was also at that time that she found the main material of the Ageless Witch, at the cost of killing all her fellow travelers and being beaten to the point of death several times.

If she hadn't been lucky enough to take advantage of the immortal witch's extraordinary characteristics, she would have become a sealed object in the hands of others.

This is the living situation of wild extraordinary people. If you want to advance, you have to risk everything and risk your own life.

Harley almost died because of the Witch of Agelessness, let alone the Witch of Disaster, who was an angel on earth. She had no chance at all.

And the magic world must be the same, the pure blood family occupies all kinds of resources, masters rare plant materials, magical animals and potion formulas, and various magic items.

Why should they let the emerging Muggle wizards get a piece of the pie?

The so-called blood lineage theory is actually just an excuse. Only those poor pure-blood nobles or particularly stupid pure-bloods will really stick to this theory.

After a slight hesitation, Harley chose to tell the truth. After all, just because something isn’t said doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

But in the end, Harley also gave a counterexample: "Of course, not all pure-blood wizards are like this.

You look like Neville, the Weasleys, Ernie...

And I. "

"I understand, Harry." Hermione's eyes were slightly hazy and she forced a smile.

"Thank you, it's great to have you."

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)