The Reform and Opening of the Magic World [Comprehensive British and American]

The people at Hogwarts did not blame Harry Potter as Tom had envisioned, which made him a little hard to accept. When did these little devils in the school think with their heads, and it was not so easy to use.Shouldn't Harry Potter be tricked into being a scapegoat, forced to drop out of school, or isolated by classmates and professors like the half-giant Hagrid back then, as he thought? !

This plan has been carried forward so far, and little Tom is naturally unwilling to give up all his previous efforts. He quietly controlled another Ravenclaw man, and shouted in the crowd: "Maybe Harry Potter is afraid of being discovered, so he deliberately cover up?"

As soon as the classmate finished speaking, Sherlock Holmes, who was still standing under the bloody words secretly collecting blood spots, turned his head. Although there was not much expression on that face, Little Tom could clearly feel his disdain, and suddenly felt a sense of disdain. A feeling of being humiliated intellectually.

"The Potter you are talking about is him." Holmes looked at the tall and burly man Potter, and although the interrogative sentence was turned into an affirmative sentence.He just glanced at him casually, and said: "This blood is fresh, and there is still a lot. Even wizards, it seems that there is no difference between them and ordinary people in this respect."

The people who listened to the words without beginning and end were inexplicable.

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly laughed, and said: "This Mr. Holmes probably means that the words in blood were just written, and that a sentence can be filled, which means that there are enough materials needed. The murderer is inevitable." There are blood stains on the body... Of course, we can clean it with a new one, but the blood smell is not so easy to get rid of. But Harry, only the smell of ink, I think it was in Professor Lockhart's office. "

"Perhaps he has some skill. He changed his clothes. You must know that our boy who survived the catastrophe has many bad habits." Professor Snape said suddenly, and his cold eyes glanced at Harry.But I found a chance to piss people off, the professor is holding back a lot...

However, before Harry could respond, Holmes interjected, "Do you not understand English?"

Snape's expression became even more gloomy, and he said, "Then please! This gentleman who can understand English can explain it!"

"It's very simple. Can you write with your buttocks the same as when you stretch your hands?" After Holmes finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Harry's huge figure. With his figure, he had to pout his buttocks to write this line. , Kneeling down and not reaching this height, let alone whether it is necessary for him to do so, even if he really wrote it like this, it will be obvious in the notes.Because the body is half-bowed, the color of the pen will be heavy and unstable, and the ending of the letters will also appear unnatural, often fluttering.

Speaking so bluntly, Professor Snape kept a dark face and did not continue to choke.And Mr. Holmes turned back to Dumbledore and said: "Assuming that there is magic in the wizarding world that can make the voice only reach this Mr. Potter's ears, then combined with the time when he discovered the scarlet words, and the time when these students happened to appear together , We can be sure that this is a frame-up case, although the murderer has mastered the itinerary of Mr. Potter and the students, but the method is very clumsy and low-end, obviously he has a self-confidence that is far from his ability."

Confidence that is far from ability...

Mr. Holmes obviously didn't finish speaking. He approached Dumbledore and said, "I think you can check the two students who spoke just now. The rhythmic way is too bad. But I guess you can't find anything, but the more you If there are no traces, it means that he must be the one who controls the two students. I have seen that Voldemort, although he has a problem with IQ, but his magic power is indeed higher than yours." However, it is enough.

"..." Dumbledore felt that if he didn't send this Mr. Holmes away, it might not be Harry that Voldemort wanted to kill, but him. Even though Dumbledore had lived for so long, he had never seen him. Such a hated Muggle.

Dumbledore was a little embarrassed when he noticed the delicate atmosphere at the scene. He originally wanted Severus to help send the Muggle gentleman to a safe place. Now it seems that Severus is friendly if he doesn't give him a bunch of curses. No, let alone an escort.

But among the professors in the school, Severus is the one who is most proficient in black arts and anti-reconnaissance, and now Severus definitely doesn't want to go, he can only go there himself.

There are many things that are not suitable for students to participate in. Now they already know too much. Dumbledore clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention. Then he asked the prefects to lead the college team back to the lounge, and They were ordered not to walk around after six o'clock, and when they went to the classroom, they must be followed by the professor.This move also confirmed Mr. Holmes' conjecture, and the students also understood in their hearts that it seemed that Voldemort had returned.

After the name Voldemort was revealed, the expressions of the professors became very heavy. For those who experienced that war, the mysterious man is still an unforgettable shadow.However, after experiencing all kinds of rumors about Voldemort in the last school year, the students' sense of fear of him has become weaker and weaker, but there are exceptions, such as Neville, who was half-dead because of his parents being tortured by Death Eaters. Just a child in the shadows.

The little junior sister heard the heavy gasp, she turned her head to look, and saw Neville's face that had faded from the blood. He was trembling, with both hands tightly holding the hem of the wizard's robe in the palm of his hand. With infinite fear of Voldemort, and deep hatred.

The little junior sister suddenly thought that she had been working hard to ease the relationship between the four colleges, but Neville rarely participated in these activities, unless it was related to everyone's safety.She knew, but she couldn't force it. There were indeed a large number of Slytherins who voluntarily followed the Death Eaters back then. This was an irresistible fact, and now there were also many children of Death Eaters in Slytherins.She can ignore those who deeply discriminate against hemp and pure blood, but she can't turn a blind eye to these victims.

Children of Death Eaters are innocent, Slytherins follow Voldemort for the sake of the family, and many Slytherins are neutral... These sanctimonious words can only be said to victims by innocent people living in happy families exit.Because it is not me who is suffering anyway, so I can take it for granted from the perspective of God and ask the victim to fulfill what I think is happiness.

If you stay in the ward crazy, you can't even recognize your own son, and the people who are being tortured are your parents, can you still say forgiveness?Even if you know that the son of a bad person is not necessarily a bad person, can you really maintain your sanity when these people stand in front of you intact?

In all fairness, Junior Sister felt that it was impossible for her.Her elders also died in that war of aggression. She had never really experienced that massacre, but only from the narratives of the elders around her, she couldn't help hating the invading country and his all people in the country.It's hard for her to guarantee that if the dead ones were her parents instead, what crazy things she would do, anyway, it's definitely more than just confronting them verbally.

Now, Neville, being able to get along with Slytherin peacefully, even being able to separate father and son without venting anger, and commenting on Malfoy and others based on the facts, is already quite remarkable...

Back in the dormitory, the junior sister grabbed a handful of broad beans and threw them on the ground. With the sound of the beans falling to the ground, the broad beans turned into chubby little fat people the moment they hit the ground. After getting the order to find the secret room, they scattered again, rolling into the cracks and disappearing.

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The soul piece stayed in Hogwarts to do things, while Voldemort's main soul appeared in a dark jungle covered by dense branches and leaves, completely blind to the sun.The creatures that inhabit this dark place seem to have mutated in this living environment, and both insects and creatures have become extremely large.When Voldemort Apparated, it shocked a large number of moths, and they rushed out in a black mass, almost squeezing Voldemort to the ground.

Voldemort walked carefully on the leaves, the crackling sound of the damp leaves became hoarse. He looked around, but the visibility here was mediocre, and the naked eye could not bring useful information, so he went to In an open and bright place under a bald tree, he called out, "Nagini?"

That's right, Voldemort came here precisely because he sensed that Nagini was here.He still has deep feelings for the snake that grew up with him.Compared with the current group of Death Eaters, he also believed in Nagini more. After he had a body that could move freely, he immediately thought of this most reliable support.

In this forest, the induction between Voldemort and Nagini seemed to be cut off. He had no choice but to use the Ignore Charm to avoid those terrifying giant spiders while going deep into the dense forest.After walking for an unknown amount of time, Voldemort finally heard the voice of snakes, insects, rats and ants. It was a very beautiful rhythm, which attracted him to go forward...

Appearing in front of Voldemort was a group of elves.

They all have gorgeous beauty that people can't take their eyes off, especially the three standing in the middle.

The three elves in front of Voldemort were naturally Jianguo Red Flower who came to visit relatives, his old uncle Thranduil, and his eldest cousin Legolas.

Seeing his relatives whom he hadn't seen for a long time, the Elf King of Tieling couldn't restrain his surge of longing any longer, his eyes filled with tears, he grabbed Thranduil's hand and said excitedly: "Old man, wow! You are dead!"

Thranduil was stunned by the magical pronunciation of the elf language and remained silent for a long time, until Legolas, who was around him with a puzzled face, obviously didn't know that there was such a relative, reached out and touched his sleeve with a questioning voice. He said softly, "Ada?"

"Hmm... this is indeed..." Thranduil thought for a long time before he remembered that there was indeed such a relative,

Before Thranduil could explain, the Elf King of Iron Ridge hugged Legolas excitedly, then said excitedly with tears: "Old uncle, this is my eldest cousin, why are you all stupefied?" It's big."

"Hi, I'm Legolas." After being confirmed, the elf prince suddenly showed a shy and cured smile.

"I saw how good-looking my eldest cousin is, just like my aunt." While saying flattering words, the Tieling Fairy King took a package from the guard, opened it, and stuffed it into Lego. Lars's hand, said: "Try it, this is a pastry brought from my Gada, I don't know if I have been covering it these days..."

The tender little elf prince curiously reached out to pick one up, but his father Thranduil frowned and said sternly: "Legolas!"

Legolas was startled, and quickly put it down, while the Elf King of Tieling pushed Thranduil away and said, "Old uncle, you are Gaha, you, you are so scared of children in the street, why are you so anxious when you are so fat?" After talking about Thranduil, the Elf King of Iron Ridge turned around to comfort Legolas and said, "Don't be afraid of him, my cousin is very supportive of you. My old uncle has been such a pee since he was a child, and he hasn't changed at all, my mother As I said before, he has to be a bachelor for the rest of his life. Fortunately, I met such a solid-eyed girl like my aunt..."

"..." Facing his son's strange gaze, King Se felt that he could hardly hold back his face. He took a deep breath, interrupted Jianguo's chatter, and said, "Tariel, go and make arrangements. They go to rest."

After all, they were blood relatives, even if his image was damaged in front of his son, Thranduil tolerated it.

But... King Se soon regretted it.

Because the next day he discovered that all elf accents except his had become extremely magical.Even his own son, Xiao Luye, keeps talking.

Thranduil sat on the throne with one hand on his forehead, and said with a headache, "Ah...how can this be..."