days at Hogwarts

Chapter 158 Seeing a corner of this world

Back in Hampstead Suburb Gardens, Bates and Wendell went to rest.

In the children's study of Granger's house, Hermione slapped a tome on the table: "I finally know what happened in Azkaban that day!"

"The bound volume of the Daily Prophet... the latest edition?" Loren read out the name of the tome.

"I found it from Lihen Bookstore, which reported what happened in Azkaban."

Hermione quickly turned the book to the last few pages: "Look here, three werewolves including Fenrir Greyback charged into Azkaban and were repelled by Aurors. Except for Fenrir Greyback, the other two People were arrested on the spot."

"Greyback was a ferocious werewolf who took pleasure in attacking people not only when the moon was full, but also when he was sane. Around 1965, a single attack resulted in the deaths of two Muggle children. Graber Greyback was taken to the Ministry of Magic for questioning as a result. The Ministry of Magic did not know that Greyback was a werewolf due to the inadequacy and lack of maintenance of the Werewolf Register."

"Greyback escaped trial by disguising himself as a Muggle tramp, and exacted vengeance on Lyle Lupine, an expert on inhuman paranormal phenomena who nearly unmasked him, with dire consequences."

"During the First Wizarding War, he raised an army of werewolves to commit many major crimes. After the Dark Lord was defeated, he disappeared. This is the first time he has been seen since then."

"We have reason to believe that Greyback escaped justice due to the negligence and negligence of the previous Ministry of Magic officials. Under the leadership of the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge—"

What is written behind it... Hermione found something was wrong while reading it, and glanced at the back in a hurry, it was all this kind of unnutritious praise.

She simply stopped reading, patted the newspaper with her small hand, and said with certainty: "They must be trying to rescue a certain prisoner!"

"From the reports above, it's not difficult to see that Greyback is a ruthless criminal. Who is worth his risk to break into Azkaban?" Loren looked at the reports above, unable to find anything useful. clues.

He couldn't remember this part of the plot at all, and he was more concerned about it.

"Maybe someone else hired them," Hermione turned a few pages later, "Dolores Umbridge, deputy director of the Department of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, drafted the "Anti-Werewolves Act", which is under review. It is planned to come into force in 1993."

Hermione frowned: "This will push both the neutral group and the friendly group among werewolves to the margins of society, and it will only make the werewolves more harmful. Dumbledore will not let such a bill pass."

Although she is still young, the little witch has already shown extraordinary political sensitivity.

"This audit should not be the Wizengamot audit. Werewolves have a bad reputation. Now that this incident happened, the officials of the Ministry of Magic don't want to be scolded for dereliction of duty like last time. The possibility of passing the bill is very high."

Loren was somewhat impressed by this matter. Lupine could barely get by, but when the "Anti-Werewolf Act" was implemented, he couldn't eat at all, and was picked up by Dumbledore as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

And then Hogwarts has one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in years.

"It's a good thing that Grandpa Bates' werewolf disease is cured, no, it's a good thing he's not a wizard, he doesn't need to survive in the magic world."

Hearing Loren's rejoicing words, Hermione thought about it quietly. Grandpa Bates was kind and lucky. What about the unfortunate werewolves infected by innocent people in the wizarding world? What should they do?
Why doesn't anyone listen to their situation and think about them?
She asked softly, "Loren, can your treatment for werewolf disease be promoted?"

"The materials needed for the ceremony are not cheap, and no one will pay for it. And only Dumbledore can cast the Restore Human Shape Curse. If they are treated one by one, Dumbledore doesn't have to do other things." Loren shook his head.

"There is no way to cure this disease. After the last one is cured, the first one may relapse, and it will happen again. The most important thing is that Nico is gone. The magic power of the Philosopher's Stone is no longer endless, and there is no way to treat werewolves indefinitely. "

He discovered this by accident recently. In the past, when he held the Sorcerer's Stone, he could feel the will of Nicol contained in it.Not long after Flamel's upgrade, that will dissipated.

According to Flammel, the magic will also gradually dissipate, and the Philosopher's Stone will eventually turn into a normal stone.Therefore, in the long years, no Philosopher's Stone has been handed down.

"The final version of Wolfsbane Potion has been finalized, but few werewolves can afford it."

Hermione's finger moved unconsciously on the letters of "Anti-Werewolf Act", circle and circle.

It turns out that there are not only wonderful miracles in the magic world, and wizards don't just explore the mysteries of magic.For the first time, Hermione saw the cruelty in the wizarding world, the cruelty of the wizarding society.

This is bloodier cruelty than modern Muggle society.Because the social structure is simple and the division of labor is clear, any bill is heavy and clearly points to the target.

Those who beat them have no power to fight back, and no one will sympathize with them, because they are not considered human beings.

Hermione's bright eyes dimmed, and what she was thinking was written all over her face.

Loren doesn't intend to persuade anything, this is the light in Hermione's heart, she just sympathizes with the weak, is willing to speak out for injustice, and wants to make the world a better place.

Some say she's meddling, some think she's impractical, some think she's Madonna, but—

This is beautiful Hermione.

……

Back home, Loren saw Bates lying on the sofa, snoring loudly.

Although it wasn't cold now, just to be on the safe side, Loren still took a blanket to cover Bates' stomach.

Bates felt the movement on his body, opened his eyes vaguely, and hummed: "Loren... the eight-eyed spider that Hagrid said is really cute, can you raise one for me to see?"

Loren: ...

He moved the blanket up and said softly: "If there is a chance, go to sleep, and you will be able to see it when you fall asleep."

"Hey, the wizard's pet is so amazing." Bates fell asleep again in a daze.

Loren went upstairs in silence, wondering if he should keep Bates away from Hagrid next time.

Lock the bedroom door from the inside, draw the curtains, and the room is plunged into darkness.He only turned on a lamp on the table, took out the things in his sleeves, and put them on the table.

A crystal blue light shines from his eyes, and the diary is covered with rich black.He had seen this blackness on Harry's scar, on the back of Quirrell's head.

Loren looked at the diary quietly, recalling the feeling of attacking and defending with Hermione, building a defense in his mind.He recalled his recent state of mind, and thought that he had no emotions that could be provoked, so he carefully reached out and opened the diary.

Normal size 16K notebook, the faded date on the black cover shows that it is from 50 years ago, there is no trace on the paper, the paper has been yellowed due to the passage of time, and there are even some traces of water drying up.

On the first page, in blurred ink, read: TM Riddle.After the ink was wet with water, it turned into a cloud of ink shadows, and the word Tom on the front was no longer clear. At this time, Tom was still a student at Hogwarts, and Voldemort was not called Voldemort yet.

Turning to the back is blank, only the back cover of the last page is printed with the name of a newspaper dealer in Vauxhall Road, London.

If you are pursuing safety, you should seal up the notebook at this time and hand it over to Professor Dumbledore after school starts.

But he is a Gryffindor after all, and the conversation with Hermione about werewolves just now made Loren not so calm.Moreover, this was the first time he faced Voldemort who could communicate normally.

Driven by a special impulse, he maintained the Occlumency in his mind, took out the pen from the pen holder in front of the desk, and wrote in the diary:

'With your intellect, you can't fail to see that wizards are not enough to rule Muggle society for long.Fear and carnage are not the answer for the wizarding world.What do you think about the future of wizarding society? '

After writing this sentence, the crystal blue in Loren's eyes suddenly brightened, and a cold breath went from his eyes to his mind.

In an instant, Loren woke up, horrified.Just now, quietly, he was aroused by Voldemort.The diary used the emotions left over from his discussion with Hermione to connect these emotions with the memory of Voldemort, which inspired him to express his thoughts on paper.

Fortunately, even though he was very shocked, with the help of the cool breath in his head, he still maintained his composure and was not bewitched again.

The ink on the diary was quickly absorbed by the paper, and even the marks made by the pen tip became smooth.A line of text appeared on the diary:
'It's an honor to speak with you, Loren_'

The writing on it was blurred for a moment, as if he had seen something amazing, and then 'Morgan' slowly emerged. '

He didn't introduce himself, but his name appeared in the diary.

Sure enough, even the memory was checked. As expected of the most brilliant Legilimency master, Loren didn't feel anything about Occlumency in his mind.

Loren looked at the writing on it calmly, constantly testing his ability to control his body, twitching his toes, and slightly moving his fingers to control his breathing rate.

After confirming that he was not under control, he felt a little relieved.

When he looked at himself, the notebook trembled rapidly, and the ink on it seemed to be out of control, oozing out irregularly.

The black ink halo was mixed with a lot of blood, which quickly stained the entire diary.

The invisible flame ignited the diary, and the pages of paper were curled up by the high temperature, turned into black ashes, and dissipated in the air.

The diary burned one-third of its thickness in this way. Just when Loren thought that the Horcrux was about to be destroyed like this, a gust of wind blew from the room without a source, and the paper in the diary kept flipping, rattling. rattle.

When it was halfway through, the entire diary cracked in two with a "crash", and the front part was quickly burned into black ashes and dissipated.

The remaining half of the diary looked very embarrassed, the paper was stained with blood, and the yellowed pages were dyed dark red.

Even so, the diary did not completely get rid of the invisible flame, and the corner of the first paper on the remaining half of the diary was still gradually turning black and turning into ashes.

It seems that the flame left sparks, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before it rekindles again, and it will be soon.

Loren watched the scene calmly on the spot. He probably guessed that the diary was the one who killed him. After seeing the contents of the "Book of Abraham", he might have seen Mary.

I didn't expect the curse to come so fast and so violently.

As if gasping for breath, after a while, when only half of the page of the diary was burned, another line of jet-black writing emerged against the crimson background.

'My sincere apologies to you, descendants of Morgan, sages of the new era. '

In the slightly distorted space, this page turned into ashes and dissipated.

Before Loren had time to think about what this sentence meant, new handwriting appeared on the second page.

'Before I deserve the ruin of a disrespectful offense, allow me to tell you something. '

'You are destined to become a person like me, we will lead the times, whether it supports pure blood or protects Muggles, it is just the waves of the tide. '

'Wizards master magic and are destined to rule Muggles.Wizards will lead the entire human civilization towards a more glorious era. '

'And there is a gap between wizards.Some people are born more dignified, I am, and so are you. '

'Join me and I will lead you on the path to eternal life and become a god. '

The diary seemed to be communicating with Loren, and it seemed to be talking to itself. The pages were burned, and the handwriting appeared line by line.

'Only by becoming a god can you make the rules and you can maintain the peace between wizards and Muggles. '

'Don't guess, the Horcrux is just an experiment, the real magic is not in the books. '

'Find me, join me. '

'Morgan, should honor the whole history! '

When the diary was written here, the remaining half of the pages were instantly burned, and the paper was instantly reduced to ashes and gradually drifted away.A black spiritual light burst out from the ashes and crashed out of the window.

Loren rushed to the window, opened the curtains, and could no longer see anything unusual in his field of vision.He looked anxious, and immediately wanted to contact Dumbledore.

"Calm down!" Flamel walked out of the book of fantasy, "It's just a memory, and more than half of its main consciousness has been burned, the curse will follow it, and keep annihilating it, and when it returns to Voldemort, it can only stay A line of writing that just appeared in the next diary."

Loren breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words. Just now, the diary was talking to himself, which should not affect the principal's plan.

"I was too arrogant. I thought I had learned Occlumency, but I was aroused by someone and checked my memory, but I didn't notice it at all." Loren closed his eyes, and he was under the protection of Dumbledore all the way. Not aware of the horror of the Dark Lord at all.

How could it be possible for him to be able to deal with the most powerful dark wizard who could create an entire dark age.

Weakness is not a fault, arrogance is.

Flamel walked up to Loren and looked out the window with him: "It's just as arrogant, if it doesn't check your memory self-righteously, it won't attract curses."

Loren didn't expect Abraham's curse to be so powerful that the horcruxes that only Fiendfire and the basilisk's fangs could destroy were instantly reduced to ashes.

The invisible sky showed a clear color, white clouds drifted, and the gray dog ​​changed again and again.The wind from the wilderness blew into the house, making the curtains flutter.

The black broken hair on Loren's forehead danced like a wind-wandering dragon, and the crystal blue light shrank from his eyes.It seems that this magical magical world has only now opened a corner of the curtain to him:
"Now, I want to know what the "sages" and "gods" it says mean? "

(End of this chapter)