HP: The New God from Hogwarts

Only one month.

Regulus's expression was still calm, as if what they were discussing was not his own life and death, but an insignificant stranger.

Snape withdrew his wand: "My research will be more convenient if there are poison samples."

"So, is there any?" He stretched out his hand directly to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore glanced at the hand he extended, then turned to Newt and stretched out his hand: "Do you have it, Newt?"

Newt: What, am I a treasure chest?

A small glass bottle was placed in Dumbledore's palm, and Taowu raised her chin towards him: "I packed a bottle in the cave and brought it out."

"Who do you want to poison?" Snape picked up the glass bottle from Dumbledore's hand, opened the cork and sniffed it, his expression suddenly became enigmatic.

"I made this poison."

He frowned and looked at the poison in his hand: "At that time, the Dark Lord asked me to make some poisons for him, and this was one of the ones I made at that time."

"Oh, that's great." Dumbledore put a smile on his face again, "Then you must have the antidote."

"No, you are overthinking it, not really, because the Dark Lord said there is no need for an antidote."

After Snape finished speaking, he capped the bottle and put it in his pocket. He shook his sleeves and walked out the door: "Now that I have the sample, I'll go back first."

"I want to go back to Black's old house. There are some things I want to confirm." Regulus stood up from the chair and walked to the edge of the fireplace.

"Sorry, Regulus, we can no longer reach 12 Grimmauld Place." Dumbledore said regretfully, "But I think Newt should be able to send you there."

"Okay." Newt stuffed the suitcase into the largest drawer under Dumbledore's desk again and locked it with a golden lock.

"Let's go."

He said to Regulus, and when passing by Taowu, he consciously extended his hand to her. He knew that she would definitely follow him.

"Luna, I'm going too!" Sikelia didn't realize at all that she was wearing a nightgown and barefoot, and she actively wanted to follow and join in the fun.

Harry also came forward: "Me too! I haven't been to Sirius's old mansion yet."

Dumbledore pulled them apart with a smile and stopped them: "I think you two should go back to the dormitory to rest early. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are Snape's Potions class tomorrow morning. Are you sure to go? ?”

Sikelia nodded vigorously: "Why don't Snape go back and stay up late? I think I can."

"No, you can't." Taowu saw that Dumbledore didn't want Sicklea and Harry to go with him, so she covered Sicklea's mouth, "Snape can detain you Ravenclaw." Can you deduct Slytherin’s points from Lao?”

Harry pointed at Newt and replied abruptly: "Professor Scamander can do it. Tomorrow's Care of Magical Creatures lesson can be like this. Malfoy stroked Niffler with his right hand, and Slytherin scored ten points."

"I refuse!" Newt raised his hands in front of his chest in a gesture of resistance, "I don't have the habit of deducting points from innocent students because of my personal preferences."

"Stop talking, let's go." Taowu held Newt's hand, turned to Regulus and stretched out her other hand.

Regulus put his hand on hers, a faint smile appeared on his pale face.

After leaving the forbidden range of Hogwarts Castle, Newt directly used Disapparation.

There was no one on the street. Under the black night, there were only abandoned plastic bags blown everywhere by the wind. In front of them was a row of European-style buildings. They stood in front of a red brick building.

There is a big number eleven written on the wall, and a similar building on the left has ten written on it. Look at the right side, which is number 13, but there is no building number 12.

Regulus took a step forward. Numbers 11 and 13 suddenly moved to both sides, leaving a space in the middle. The disappeared number 12 suddenly appeared, and a broken door appeared out of thin air in the middle. Between No. 13 and No. 13, the fungus-covered walls and dirty windows also appeared in front of them.

Taowu stood on tiptoes and tried to look inside the house through the window. There was a thick layer of dust on the glass window, and she couldn't see inside at all.

Momo and Newt followed Regulus and stepped onto the rugged stone steps. The paint on the suddenly appeared door had peeled off, revealing the dark brown rust inside, which was covered with scratches.

The door knocker was in the shape of a big silver snake coiled on the door in a guarding manner. There was nothing on the door, not even a lock with a key.

Regulus took out his wand from his pocket. The body of the wand was engraved with an exquisite little snake. The two snake eyes were decorated with emeralds, shining with a faint green light in the dark night.

He tapped lightly on the door with his wand, and the sound of gears and chains turning was particularly clear in the silent night. The door made a creaking sound when it opened, telling the visitors that this place had been abandoned for a long time.

As soon as he entered the foyer, a strong musty smell hit his face, as well as a damp smell of decay. Newt couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

"Fluorescence."

Regulus walked to the wall with a wand that glowed with white light, found the oil lamps that still had kerosene left, and used magic spells to light them one by one, and the hall was illuminated.

Through the dim light, Tao Wu saw the portraits hung in disorder on the wall, which were covered with a layer of black stains. The protagonists of these portraits did not look very friendly.

"Rael, my dear Rael, are you back?" A shrill and unpleasant old woman's voice came from behind the velvet curtain on the other side.

"It's a portrait of my mother." Regulus did not let go of Taowu's hand. He opened the thick curtain full of insect holes and pulled Taowu inside. Newt followed behind with a frown. He kept holding the wand in his hand in a posture of preparation for battle.

This gloomy house really made him uncomfortable.

The last layer of curtain was lifted, Taowu frowned and patted the clothes on her body. She always felt like tiny insects fell on her body.

She saw an ugly and terrifying face. The old woman was drooling from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were moving around like a mouse. Her yellow to black face was covered with wrinkles, and the lines were gathering towards her mouth, like A huge chrysanthemum.

"Has Sirius come back?" Regulus asked calmly, looking at his mother's portrait.

But upon hearing Sirius's name, the old woman in the painting immediately let out a sharp cry.

"This filthy and sinful son, I will not let him set foot on the sacred Black family territory again. He should die outside!"