[HP] Noble

The final result was that Scorpius was severely betrayed by Wenxin, and his elder brother packed him back to the furious master without hesitation, and Dumbledore's office avoided a mess .Fortunately, Scorpius was not beaten to death, but under the cold eyes of the old man, he swallowed three large bowls of talisman water.

To be honest, Scorpius never thought in his life that he would be reduced to drinking talisman water.

The bowl containing the rune water was conjured by himself with a magic wand—in order to please the old man, he also spent some time trying to change it into a beautiful pottery bowl. The workmanship is exquisite and the color is brilliant, and it is enough for Slytherin to put it in Professor McGonagall's place. Add five points, but it's a pity that old man Wen didn't even look at it, but Dumbledore sat behind the desk and said cheerfully, "The bowl is good", and asked Scorpius if he could keep it.

The performance of the old man of the Wen family just illustrates the current situation. It seems that most people in the magic world have ambiguity about whether Eastern Taoism should join the World Federation of Magic. As local Taoists, they also do not appreciate Western magic. ——They think that magic is too false and rough, with great limitations and can’t be used on a big stage—so for the current head of the Maoshan School, his grandson was beaten to death by Western magic. I find it embarrassing and annoying.

"Then what should we do?" Scorpius stuffed a butter-filled toffee provided by Dumbledore into his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Isn't it too late for me to find out?"

He chewed hard on the candy in his mouth until the strange smell of all the charms disappeared completely, and then slowed down a little. This action obviously did not escape the eyes of the adults. He was stared at by his mother, and Scorpius flinched justifiably. Shrinking his neck—it's been two weeks since he found out that something was wrong with him. He tried to solve this problem by himself, but obviously, judging from the current situation, he had too much confidence in himself up.

"In two days tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to travel around the world to collect your soul!" Old man Wen patted the table hard, and the teacup jumped up, "The three souls and seven souls are a whole, as if they were closely combined Buildings, if one of them is scattered, it’s like taking out a layer in the middle of the building. There will be a gap in the whole, and the rest will become unstable. What I made you drink just now is the soul-locking water, which can last for ten days temporarily. Half a month..."

"Ten days and a half months later?" Scorpius grasped the crux of the problem.

Mrs. Great frowned, comforting softly: "Of course we have a way to keep your remaining spirit."

"What's the worst outcome?"

The adults were silent, Wen Xin thought for a while, frowned slightly and replied softly: "The three souls and seven souls are all scattered, what do you think it will be?"

Scorpius opened his mouth and asked dryly, "Become a living dead?"

Even hearing the letter was silent this time.

Scorpius lowered his face: "I didn't expect it to be so serious."

"The best way is to get back the one you lost right now." Wen Xin seemed to be thinking about something, he was ecstatically looking at the sky outside Dumbledore's office window with his hands behind his back, it was gray outside, after noon It began to snow again.

At this moment, Dumbledore is leaning forward, as if trying to understand what they are saying-he just started learning Chinese a few months ago, and he can understand simple words, but now, When he heard these orientals discussing about the soul, his blue eyes inevitably became brighter.

Scorpius glanced at his headmaster, sat up straight, scratched his head and asked, "Get it back? How do I find it? Did my mother take my birthday horoscope and go to the Hogwarts grounds to call my name?" ?Such as 'Scorpius, come back soon' or 'Scorpius, where are you, you're home' - oh why did you hit me!"

The fourth-year Slytherin stared at his brother, clutching the back of his head.

Wen Xin pursed his lips speechlessly: "What you're talking about is calling the soul, which is used to shock children under the age of 12."

Scorpius: "..."

"He just learned everything I taught him into the dog's stomach, so he ended up like this today!" Old man Wen climbed up the pole, pointed at his grandson and scolded his grandson, angry and distressed, "Bear boy!"

"If you don't shout, don't shout," Scorpius shrunk his head again and muttered softly, "I still think it's shameful to shout like that."

After thinking about it, he added: "Don't tell my dad at all, I'm afraid he's worried."

"You are afraid that he will beat you." Mrs. Gretel lightly exposed her son.

……

The soul-calling ceremony was held directly in Dumbledore's office, because now Hogwarts is no longer a place where information is completely closed. From the disappearance of Astoria, it can be seen that anyone in the entire school may be Voldemort's eyeliner .

While the adults were arranging and preparing materials, Scorpius asked the principal for a quill and parchment, took the time to write a letter, scolded Renault, and thanked his uncle by the way.After writing the letter and sealing it with Hogwarts wax, Scorpius once again felt that he was innocent enough to die. From being tampered with his memory to losing his life, he was not at fault from beginning to end—why did he have to be beaten? ?

I eat well, sleep well, and fall in love. Even if I am so honest, I can have problems. At most, I deserve it.

Why?Touching his nose in wonder, the fourth-year Slytherin returned the quill to Dumbledore, and the old wizard absently put the quill aside. At this moment, he was leaning over to see Wenxin and Wenxin The old man’s movements were so serious, as if he was afraid of missing each of their movements. Scorpius stood aside and watched for a while, sighed, and suddenly thought of the words Fred and George said: The sea is boundless, turn back and see the shore.

Dumbledore's office has become a bit nondescript because of the arrangement - large scrolls are hung in every corner of the office, gloomy wood incense is lit in the room, and the carpet is lifted to reveal the bluestone bricks underneath, which smell like cinnabar The pen is full of complex Qin Li scripts stroke by stroke—the official script is divided into Qin Li and Han Li. As the boundary between ancient and modern Chinese characters, the former should be included in the scope of ancient characters.

Writing a letter is like writing a stick figure, it's easy and easy to write.Scorpius curled his lips, no wonder grandpa treated him like a treasure.

On Dumbledore's desk, a time hourglass was still slowly flowing silently.The room was quiet, save for the rustling of Mrs. Great's cloak as she walked up and down—Old Man Wyn walked up and down the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore's offices to get everything he needed After getting it back, the ritual of summoning souls did not officially begin until it was close to dinner time.

Scorpius sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He was still wearing his Hogwarts uniform and his wand was still in his pocket—his headmaster was just beside him, looking at him with glowing eyes.

He wants to play summoning souls here.

Until the back of the head was slapped again, Wen Xin's light voice came from behind - "Calm down."

Scorpius closed his eyes in a panic, and quickly calmed down—to be precise, although he was mentally excited, his body couldn't keep up with the pace of excitement.

……

That night, many students were surprised to find the fusion of the weather outside - the clouds were dense, the sky was not the same as ordinary cloudy days, the clouds were thick and black as if black ink had been splashed by someone, and the snow fell even more urgently. It was even mixed with bowl-sized hailstones falling down——suddenly, a flash of lightning slammed down fiercely, as if someone had used a profound explosion magic in the sky, and it slammed into Hogwarts Castle deafeningly. on the front garden.

How can there be thunder when it is close to Christmas time?

The students were crowded in the corridor, scrambling to sit by the window, chatting about the vision of the weather - no one noticed that a tall and thin figure was passing behind them quickly, walking steadily On the way to Dumbledore's office.

Draco arrived at the door of Dumbledore's office at the last thunderclap.

The senior Slytherin was putting his hand on the familiar doorknob——

"Failed."

A low voice came from inside the house.

Draco froze, hesitated for a moment, and took his hand back.

Wearing thick dragon leather gloves for winter, but still feel cold fingertips.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, and the corners of the lips were slightly pulled down.

The lips are slightly parted, and white water vapor is exhaled from the mouth.With a movement of his feet, the platinum nobleman gave up his plan to enter the office, but he did not leave either.He just turned around expressionlessly, and then quietly leaned against the cold wall in front of the office door.

inside the house.

"That soul is locked by something." Old Man Wen looked sullenly, and looked at Scorpius, "Ask your principal, what is hidden in your bird school-is there something like a soul-locking platform? s things?"

Scorpius: "..."

The old man Wen was furious: "Look at the door and make a fool of yourself! God of Wealth is waving to you?"

Scorpius blinked, looked away from the door of the headmaster's office, scratched his head, and threw the question to Dumbledore—the old headmaster who finally came in handy listened to the question carefully, and after thinking about it carefully, Shake your head.

Before Scorpius and the others had time to be disappointed, he suddenly knocked on the table: "Actually, I have thought about this problem too. Before Mr. Wen came, I reminded you that it is very likely that a container of the soul took you away from you. The stable soul absorbs part of it, if your grandfather is also so skeptical, then my guess is probably correct."

"..." Scorpius thought for a while, and came up with an astonishing answer, "Another Horcrux?"

"Horcrux." Dumbledore nodded.

"At Hogwarts?"

"At Hogwarts." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Voldemort probably never dreamed that he would be exposed in such a form."

Scorpius was shocked: "Can the Horcrux hold other souls?"

"We can assume that when the Horcruxes were made, Tom's methods were not as superb as they are now."

Scorpius: "..."

Dumbledore thought for a while: "Voldemort divided himself into seven parts, namely the original diary belonging to his student days, the Riddle family ring, Slytherin's pendant, Hufflepuff's gold cup, according to According to my latest news, there is another Horcrux that is the basilisk Nagini that he carries with him."

"That's five." Scorpius nodded, "How about two more?"

"Tom is arrogant by nature, so he is doomed not to look for anything as the carrier of his soul—he used two of the relics of the four founders of the school, so we can assume that he is going to collect all of them. The relic is used as a container for the Horcrux—Gryffindor’s sword has been kept in my office, and if it can be ruled out, then one of the remaining two Horcruxes must be a Ravenclaw diadem.”

Dumbledore thought for a while, then continued: "The diary and the pendant of Slytherin have been destroyed, and the ring of the Riddle family is also being sealed by me in a safe place far away from Hogwarts. Tom obviously You won’t let Nagini wander around alone—then obviously, the horcrux that mistakenly absorbed part of your soul is among the remaining three possibilities—don’t care what the last horcrux is, now , let's venture a guess that at least Ravenclaw's diadem and Hufflepuff's cup are the most likely to be left at Hogwarts."

"Horcruxes at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore nodded: "I didn't think of this until recently. Maybe it's because of this that Tom couldn't wait to arrange for his servants to enter Hogwarts."

... This fart makes sense.Voldemort is not stupid, how could he expose himself in broad daylight for nothing?Scorpius thought for a while: "Then Hufflepuff's gold cup?"

Dumbledore laughed again: "Fortunately, regarding Hufflepuff's gold cup, I heard that it was stored by Tom in Lestrange's family vault in Gringotts a few years ago-oh, little Mr. Gretel, I have to remind you that your current expression looks like you have just won five thousand Galleons."

"This is definitely the only decent thing out of all the things that happened today." Scorpius fumbled in the dragon skin pocket with trembling hands, once again suffering from the torment of wanting to get excited but not being able to get excited, he bowed his head and turned over After a while, he held up the golden key and smiled triumphantly, "Because the family treasury's surname is Gretel!"

...Now Dumbledore's expression looks like he's hit five thousand Galleons alive.

The benefits that fell from the sky made the old headmaster so excited that he could barely sit in his chair, and the smile on his face became stronger. He nodded: "Well, let's put this surprise aside for now, and let's solve the problem at hand. We are almost sure , put it in Hogwarts, and what carries your soul is a crown from Ravenclaw, which symbolizes wisdom."

"Hogwarts is so big." Thinking of this, Scorpius frowned slightly, "Where can we find it?"

"No, it's not completely missing." Dumbledore stroked his long beard and said surprisingly, "At least I'm sure that besides Voldemort, there are other people in the world who know that at the last moment, Laura Where is Winclaw's diadem?"

"Who?" Scorpius raised his eyebrows—oh, damn, this feeling of wanting to be surprised but not being able to surprise is really uncomfortable.

Dumbledore smiled: "My Knight of the Round Table."

Scorpius: "..." It feels like being tricked.

Scorpius: "I heard that your Knights of the Round Table are... er, this one, sacrificed."

"No." Dumbledore looked at Scorpius in surprise, as if he was surprised for a moment why he knew this, but soon the old man's eyes calmed down, obviously he thought of Draco Malfoy in a faster time The presence.The old man gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Even if I am old, as long as I can still walk, I will still visit my former warriors, yes, not all of them died in that cruel battle At least 'Grahde' survived the war."

Grahead?I seem to have heard this name somewhere.

Scorpius bit his lower lip, recalling with difficulty——

It took about 20 seconds, and a series of changes immediately appeared on the face of the fourth-year Slytherin. Finally, he asked with a green face in surprise, "Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom?"

It was so loud it could almost blow the roof off Dumbledore's office.

The old headmaster nodded with a smile, and once again praised Scorpius for knowing a lot.

However, this time, Scorpius couldn't be happy because of the principal's praise at all. He had only one thought in his head - oh shit!Isn't this cheating? !

Those two are currently living in St. Mungo's and can't take care of themselves. If I want to expect them to tell me where Ravenclaw's crown is, it's better for me to dig Hogwarts with a hoe myself! ! ! ——