Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

The three people looked up suddenly and almost jumped up from the sofa.

Harry stared at Indra in surprise, "How do you know?"

She had never been to the Burrow.

Indra: "It seems that he has it. He also gave me an item."

Three people looked surprised, especially Harry.

If Dumbledore gave Ron and Hermione relics, it was because they were his good friends and would go on adventures with him.

So why was it given to Indra?

He never knew that Dumbledore had a personal relationship with Indra.

There were more and more doubts about Dumbledore's life, and the image he presented became more and more multifaceted, making Harry feel a strong sense of discomfort.

But at this moment, both sides felt a sense of relaxation after connecting to the code, and they both thought that maybe knowing what the other party's thing was would be able to solve the riddle.

Indra: "He gave it to you..."

Harry: "He gave it to you..."

The two said in unison.

Indra said unceremoniously: "I only have one thing, you tell me first."

Ron: "Of course everyone only has one, how many more do you want?"

Hermione glanced at him: You idiot.

Harry thought of something and suddenly said sharply, "Scrimgeour never mentioned that Dumbledore left relics for others. You are lying."

Indra's eyes moved slightly, and she said in surprise, "Is your thing a legacy? Mine was brought over by Fox's Feather, the night I returned home."

She reached into her shoulder bag and took out a book with yellowed paper and rough edges. She showed the title page to the three of them and read, "To Albus Deumble, the mentor who likes to eat cockroach skewers the most in the world." Lido - Newt Scamander..."

Now Harry had to believe it.

Harry took out a small golden ball from his bag: "Dumbledore gave me a Golden Snitch, but I couldn't open it."

Hermione: "Mine is a book, The Tales of Beedle the Bard."

Indra's eyes moved, "Yours is also a book? Mine is the original edition of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them"."

Hermione immediately said: "Mine too, very old."

Ron held up the thing in his hand, "Mine is the Deluminator."

They then put everything on the table frankly, and Harry and Ron stood next to Hermione, watching her flip through Indra's Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

Indra first opened Hermione's "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". This book was not as carefully preserved as hers, and the cover was already mottled.

Is it because "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was given by a student who liked it, or does this book have an unusual meaning to Dumbledore?

"Now we don't understand even more what Dumbledore wants to tell us." Hermione sighed.

Indra quickly flipped through the book and said, "I plan to go find Newt Scamander. Maybe he knows some news."

"You? Alone?" Hermione asked in surprise.

Ron: "I thought you were going to join us."

Indra shook his head, "Dumbledore sent them separately like this, doesn't it show that we have our own tasks? I don't know what my task is yet, what is your task?"

Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry, obviously asking for his opinion.

Harry: "Sorry Indra, Dumbledore didn't let me tell the fourth person. This matter is very important, but we have no clue."

Hermione: "By the way, have you read this wizard's bedtime story book before?"

Indra's lowered eyebrows didn't change much, maybe it was just difficult to see in the dim firelight of the fireplace.

"Seen."

Hermione couldn't believe that Indra could find and read the books that such a young wizard read.

Before anyone could ask a stupid question, Indra said first, "In case the version is different."

There was a sudden loud noise in the kitchen, and Indra quickly stood up, took her book out of Hermione's hands and put it in her bag.

Several other people were also in a hurry, like gamblers trying to collect their chips after the police came to their door.

Indra took a closer look. Next to Harry's chair was a man writhing wildly. The extra thin arms and legs were a house elf.

They were wrestling.

The house elf broke free, stood up and bowed to Harry, "Kreacher has captured the thief Fletcher, Master."

When it straightened up, it saw the extra people in the house. Surprise flashed in its eyes, and it greeted in a hoarse voice, "Miss Indra, you are here too. Where is Master Draco?"

Hermione seemed to be choked, why was Kreacher so friendly to Indra when everyone was Muggle-born.

Of course it was because Indra was not shy about modifying the memories of house elves.

Not only did Kreacher now not remember Draco, whom he was ordered to follow, but was imprisoned for several months, he also didn't know that Indra was a Muggle wizard.

The man on the ground got up at this time and took out his wand. Indra pointed the wand at him, and the rope quickly spurted out from the tip of the wand and wrapped the man named Fletcher tightly.

Ron's voice was a little broken: "That Death Eater tied me up like this that day!"

"Master Draco is at Malfoy Manor." Indra said softly, then folded her hands and her tone became calmer again, "You can do it if you read more spell books."

"What are you doing!"

Fletcher fell to the ground and yelled, "What did I do to send a damn house elf to catch me?! What the hell are you doing? Let me go! Who is she-"

Harry began to interrogate Fletcher, whose robe was dirty. Indra was surprised to find that Kreacher began to call Harry Master, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

Something must have happened, considering that a few months ago Kreacher had called Potter a stinker.

Harry: "Among the things you stole, there was a locket. Give it to me."

"Hang... a locket? Is it valuable?"

A wand was pressed against Fletcher's neck, and he hurriedly said, "I sold it in Diagon Alley! I sold it to a woman. She must be from the Ministry of Magic, because she asked me if I had a license to distribute magic products. She originally wanted to fine me, but she fell in love with the locket..."

Hermione interrupted: "Where's the woman with the locket? Who is she?"

Fletcher thought for a while: "I don't know, an old witch, short, with scars all over her face and a pink bow on her head."

Indra raised her eyebrows. Harry and the others were looking for a locket, but it happened to be taken away by that old witch Umbridge.

What's the use of that locket?

Should we call it fate or enmity?

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