HP Wizard Age

The man who can't even mention his name is back.

— the news swept through the wizarding world the next morning.

On the front page of the "Daily Prophet", this has been confirmed by the Ministry of Magic, and the enlarged bold black headline hits many people's heads.

Asteria and Millicent were sitting by the Black Lake, surrounded by students, enjoying the time when final exams were over and there were no classes or homework.

"Sorry, I don't know how to divination love fortune." With a newspaper spread out in front of her, she raised her head and rejected another girl who came up to talk to her with a blank expression.

Her prophecy to Professor Umbridge, "a lie will always be exposed", together with her previous events, spread throughout Hogwarts.So after they saw the newspaper, the girls at Hogwarts all wanted to ask her to prophesy.

The sound of splashing water came from the other side, and she really didn't know whether to envy them for their carefree, or to be depressed that they could still think about divination at this time.

Along with that news was the reinstatement of Dumbledore as headmaster of Hogwarts and all the honors, and the dismissal of Dolores Umbridge, the chief inquisitor.Apparently someone was already celebrating that Umbridge was finally gone.

Millicent squeezed a small biscuit for herself. Although her family is aristocratic, they are just neutral little nobles. She looked at Astria's dark circles and secretly sighed.

"Maybe I should stay in the dormitory like this morning." Astria looked around and said in a low tone when he saw the platinum-blonde head lying on the grass in the distance with his hands on his pillow.

This morning, Asteria stayed in Draco's arms because Harry was in the medical wing, until the two missed breakfast and almost missed lunch, and then they appeared one after the other.She pursed her mouth, she should have stayed longer.

Astria folded the newspaper, pressed it between the two books, stood up, and finally told Millicent to walk into the castle.

"Asteria?"

Harry walked into her, thinking that he had misread her just now, after all, there were several stone pillars blocking the place.

"Why are you sitting... here?" By the window?

She turned a page of the book calmly, moved her body, and quietly blocked the angle from which she could see Draco on the grass, "Because there are always people below asking me about my love fortune."

Harry nodded, he stood still, his expression a little embarrassed.

Astria couldn't help but think of the question he stopped her from asking after a certain Occlumency operation, she eased her tone, "You also want to divination love fortune?"

Harry stared wide-eyed and shook his head frantically, "No, no, no! Are you... Are you better?" Hermione, Ron, and the others were still in the medical wing, and he also stayed all night, but Asteria was injured But never been.

"much better."

It is said that Draco helped her bandage the wound on her arm, and when he saw the wound, he still stared at her angrily.And of course scolding Harry.

She waited, saw that Harry hadn't left, and reminded him, "You can go."

Harry blushed, nodded frantically again, then thanked her loudly and left.

Astria looked puzzled, so if she told Harry that she saved Sirius, it was just so that they would not lose a combat power in the future - after all, Sirius is not weak in combat power, would he still do this...

Forgive a Slytherin who has to calculate the value of saving someone.

Astria regretted it very much.

She was supposed to be in Draco's arms from that night on, even if she starved to death.Because after that until Hogwarts fast-tracked into King's Cross, neither of them got a chance to touch each other.

She could only glance at his side face greedily in her heart, and then found a large group of relatives from Huaguo who came to pick her up and attracted the attention of others.

"That was Harry Potter just now?" A woman in cheongsam with a long slender pipe in her hand approached Astria and asked, "What a poor boy."

Astria nodded. This well-maintained woman is her distant aunt.In fact, they came to pick her up to see what the savior of the West looked like.

And this one happened to be proficient at reading faces, Astria guessed that she had seen something.

"Fate is strange. Fate is weak, but friendship is full of fate..."

Sure enough... If it weren't for the blood relationship, it would be very vague, and she would be counted from head to toe by this aunt.I heard from Payne that this aunt originally planned to do the math for the person who couldn't mention her name, but because the mysterious person has no nose...

yes, no nose...

When Astria heard this in the hospital at that time, she really yelled, my aunt!

So Asteria didn't even have time to say hello to Hermione, so a group of people went back with the Portkey.

Because the previous address of the manor had been leaked out, the Knightley family directly set up a formation in the manor and moved.

The only person who knew the address of the Knightley family's new estate was Albus Dumbledore.

So during this holiday, Astria was not surprised to see him in her manor.

"Good afternoon, Miss Knightley." Dumbledore's beard grew a lot again, this time he braided his hair and tied a small bell.

"Good afternoon, principal." Astria said, casting a spell on the paper figurine facing the practice.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, trying not to see the unregistered wand she was holding.

He came here for only one purpose, the Horcrux.

There is probably only one person who knows how many Horcruxes there are, Horace Slughorn.The Potions Professor who had taught You-Know-Who, his old colleague, had retired and gone into hiding.

If Voldemort hadn't attacked the Knightley family last time and completely pushed Knightley to the anti-Voldemort camp, he really would not have imagined that he could use the power of Knightley's prophecy—probably because of the influence of Professor Trelawney, he always felt that prophecy It's too unreliable.

Astria knew about the existence of Horcruxes, so this conversation did not avoid her.

"Divinate the location of the Horcrux?" Asteria exclaimed in a low voice.

In fact, it is possible in theory. In the East, just as the bloodline can be traced by the blood or hair of relatives, the soul of the same person stored in the Horcrux can also be traced.

It's just that Astria didn't expect to be able to do this!

But it's also a large-scale spell.

After the Ministry of Magic prophecy ball incident—Dumbledore also told Patriarch Knightley about this incident, which resulted in Asteria being lectured for another two hours—the situation of the Knightley family became delicate again.

Because the prophecy ball may indeed record the prophecies about the Dark Lord and Harry, but the prophecy ball will not say what the final outcome will be.

The Knightleys are still on the Dark Lord's list.

The Knightleys welcome the protection of the greatest white wizard, the only man the Dark Lord fears, and Dumbledore does not wish to give the Dark Lord the chance to know the future.

No matter from which aspect, divination of the location of the Horcrux was considered necessary and feasible by both parties.Besides, Horcruxes are really a disadvantage for them to defeat the Dark Lord.Look at the time of the first war.

The Knightley family will never treat themselves badly when they choose the location of the manor. This time they are on an island in the middle of a lake.

If divination is needed, there must be a medium. The first thing Asteria thought of was a diary.But Dumbledore took out another thing - the ring.

Astria felt from a distance that the ring was full of black magic, worse than the diary.

"This is probably the largest part of the soul. It is best to use it as a medium." Dumbledore said very briskly, but everyone present knew that this Horcrux must also be the most difficult to deal with.

The place where they were located was another open space on the island. The special potion made of dragon's blood had already covered the ground with formations, and it glowed golden-red softly under the moonlight.

In the center of the formation is the ring. The Knightley family is not the best at oriental spells, so those who cast spells on the ring are those who come from the orthodox orthodox.

"Then, let's get started!"

Astria and Payne stood on the outermost edge, and saw several yellow talismans and spells in the middle, the ring began to vibrate, and white mist began to rise above it, followed by a black mist from the ring. It jumped out from inside, forming the most familiar head of Astria, tearing with the white mist.

The shrill cry resounded across the entire island in an instant, and Payne immediately hugged Astria in his arms, and the wind blowing in the middle of the formation made their robes and hair messy.

While the black mist was entangled with the white mist, the formation under everyone's feet burst into brighter light, and Astria saw a few golden chains jumping out from the eye of the formation from the narrow gap, firmly locking Live in that black mist.

The golden lock eroded the black mist, and emitted blackish smoke from the gold.

She saw her father and Dumbledore cast a spell together, and the white mist became clearer, forming faint patterns in the air.

Dumbledore took out a crystal ball and filled it with six clouds of white mist in the air.Those white mist float in the middle like a nebula.

At this moment, the black mist tended to grow again.At this moment, a huge golden bell jar slammed down on it fiercely, and dozens of golden chains split out to tie the big bell together.

A majestic and formidable momentum rushed over, and Astria had already hid behind Payne, not to mention that the black mist in the middle screamed and disappeared every time it touched the bell jar.

It wasn't the first time Astria saw a spell that was completely different from the spell, but it was the first time she saw such a spectacular one.

She saw Dumbledore took up a sword and slashed fiercely at the already wilting black mist.There was only a dull muffled sound, followed by another gust of wind, and then the wind calmed down, the dark clouds in the distance began to disperse, and the moonlight began to pour on the sparkling lake.

"Are you ready?" Astria leaned out from behind Payne, watching the golden bell jar turn into gold powder little by little, revealing the ground that had been cracked in the middle as if it had been struck by lightning.

Payne nodded, but still didn't approach, this was the most poisonous and powerful black magic he had ever seen.

Dumbledore stopped Abe Knightley, who was about to step forward, and took a step forward, picked up the ring with the blackened and broken gemstone in the middle, felt it with magic, and confirmed that the Horcrux was useless.

He took out the previous crystal ball again, the original six white fogs have now become five.

"Thank you very much, wizards of the country of Hua, your spells are superb and powerful." Dumbledore solemnly bowed to everyone in the formation with the etiquette of the country of Hua.

Those people looked at each other and returned the gift.

Astria happily ran forward and gave each of her relatives a big hug, feeling extremely proud.

However, after the Horcrux was destroyed, another problem followed.If the Dark Lord knew that they were destroying the Horcruxes, he would not sit still.

He will definitely get rid of people who can destroy Horcruxes, such as Dumbledore.

But how could Knightley, who was already on the same boat as Dumbledore, let Dumbledore die.As a Slytherin, he didn't have the habit of not being able to get protection in the end.

Astria was sitting in the hall, hearing this, she didn't want Principal Dumbledore to die either.

Although she is a Slytherin, she also admires the white wizard very much, not only her, she thinks that half of the wizarding world does not want to see such a thing.

Even Draco would, don't look at him talking about changing headmasters every day, Dumbledore was terrible as a headmaster.She remembered that when she asked Draco who was the best Headmaster other than Professor Snape, he looked away, hesitated and said, "Actually, that old bee is pretty good."

At that time, she thought that Draco would say that Professor Snape was the best.

People in the hall are still discussing how to deal with such a situation, and planning is very necessary.

Astria suddenly thought of something, and said, "Maybe...well...we don't need to let anyone die?"