Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 210 Dumbledore’s chessboard

"Oh, Oude!"

Neville suddenly jumped out from the pile of leaves. He trembled and said, "Don't tell me, please."

A stream of foul-smelling blood came from Neville's arms, and the hippogriff's resentment began to surge toward the heart that was still beating weakly. If this continued, the heart would soon lose its magic power, and it would not be able to survive at all. Useless.

"My father and mother were both in a coma for 13 years because of the Cruciatus Curse. Now I need this heart!"

Neville's eyes were full of stubborn tears, and he looked at Bree timidly and desperately, as if he wanted to intimidate Bree with his face covered with rotten leaves and mud.

Bree saw Neville's wand clenched inside his wizard's robes, and his eyes twitched slightly.

"Do you think you can defeat me, Longbottom?"

"I, I have to try, I have to save them!"

Neville raised his wand, pointed it straight at Bree's heart, and then cried bitterly: "Please help me, just pretend you haven't noticed me, please, Oded!"

Tears flowed down the corners of my eyes, mixed with snot and falling slowly...

"Uh..." Bree thought Neville was going to attack him.

Bree quickly backed away and said disgustedly: "How disgusting. You are no longer a first-year fur doll, Longbottom."

Bree stretched out her hand a little and cast a magic to keep the heart alive before Neville could react.

"You, what have you done?" Neville looked at the heart in the jar in his arms in horror, but he found that he could not open it.

"I guarantee that you can take it away tomorrow. Don't you know that even if the heart of a magical animal can still beat for a while outside the body, it will die completely when the magic power dissipates... This is the content of the third-year potions class. .”

Neville's face turned red. He stumbled and said timidly as if facing Snape: "I, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the potion today. I almost blew up the cauldron again during the exam."

Bree glanced at Neville helplessly. He didn't think that Snape would want to give Neville a make-up exam or let Neville stay for an extra year to torture him. Anyway, most wizards will not do potions again after leaving Hogwarts. related operations.

Snape was arguably the most tolerant professor in this regard.

"Swish..."

Someone came.

Bree grabbed Neville, and a disillusionment spell took him out of sight.

"Huh?" Snape, who had just arrived, shrugged his nose and said in disgust: "The smell of hippogriff blood is gone...but why is there still the smell of rats and dogs here?"

"Snape, have you noticed?" Lupine came from behind, but Snape couldn't see it. When Lupine came here and found the unusual and strangely familiar smell of blood, his pupils dilated instantly, as if Surprised by something.

"Hmph!" Snape looked around, only to hear a croak, and said with a cold face: "Maybe it was done by some great person, otherwise it would have escaped your nose."

Not hearing Lupine's reply, Snape turned around dissatisfied, passed Lupine directly, and walked towards Hogwarts.

"Since there is no result, let's leave it like this for now." Snape glanced at Leif for the last time and left here.

Lupine still didn't reply. He was analyzing the smell, looking for the direction Sirius and Peter had left.

"If you want to stay in the Forbidden Forest and become a werewolf, just stand still, maybe you forgot, this month's werewolf potion has been wasted on the test just now, you can only go to your place for one night, or wait Yours is Azkaban, where you should be."

Lupine heard Snape's mocking reminder and slowly came back to his senses. He said: "I will go to the Arturo before night. Thank you very much, Severus."

After saying that, Lupine chased Snape in one direction regardless of his stench, as if he had swallowed a fly.

Snape snorted coldly, threw off his loose black robes and walked towards Hogwarts.

"Huh..." Neville was finally able to breathe. He held his chest and took in big breaths.

"Ahem, thank you, you are such a good man, Oded." Neville looked at Bree gratefully, and of course he understood that Bree was helping him.

"Go back to Hogwarts." Bree took out her notes.

Soon a teleportation circle appeared.

"Go in, there are Aurors in the Forbidden Forest now, it's not convenient for me to take you." Hearing this, Neville stepped into the magic circle anxiously.

"Quack..."

Neville forgot his toad...

Brie kicked Love into it and stepped into it himself.

In the corner tower——

Neville looked around in confusion. The place was filled with potion materials, various instruments, and weird magical objects.

"Don't look around, I'll take you out."

"Of course, you have to clean up first."

Because she was worried about Neville being naked, Bree didn't let him perform magic on his own.

"Clean up!"

In an instant, the blood on Neville disappeared.

"Walk."

They left the turret with Neville holding the potion jar, passed the giant tree portrait, and arrived at Hogwarts.

"I guess I don't have to send you back to Gryffindor."

"Thank you, Oded. If you need help in the future, I won't hesitate to help you." Neville said firmly to Bree, covered the jar with his robe, and trotted towards Gryffindor.

Bree looked at Neville leaving with a thoughtful expression.

He still remembered that in Professor Lupine's Boggart course, the Boggart transformed into a man and woman who were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, and they were probably still lying in the hospital bed now.

"The hippogriff's heart can indeed alleviate the sequelae of soul damage, but if you want to wake them up, I'm afraid even a hundred of them won't be able to do it."

Bree's eyes flashed, and he remembered that the Longbottoms were a prophecy family targeted by Voldemort just like the Potters.

When he taught Harry how to learn the Patronus Charm before, Harry said that he suspected that Dumbledore had plotted against his parents, and he also said that the Patronus Charm was very similar to a spell that his mother cast on him before she died...

Was Dumbledore sure from the beginning that the Potters were the prophesied family?

It was a prophecy. Of course Bree, who had read the book, knew that the Longbottom family also met the conditions at that time.

If Dumbledore didn't know, then would Neville's mother also know this magic, and also has a relationship with Dumbledore?

"If the Longbottoms wake up, they may be able to give some answers."

Bree has been studying the solutions to the three unforgivable curses for some time. He now needs some patients to experiment with, but forcibly creating them is too inhumane.

"Azar suffered long-term damage similar to the Imperius Curse, which can be used to test the solution to the Imperius Curse."

"The Longbottoms were harmed by the Cruciatus Curse..."

As for the killing curse, that has to wait. This black magic has not been studied deeply enough because it involves the power of death.

……

Soon the time came to the afternoon, and people from the Ministry of Magic also left the Forbidden Forest one by one and headed towards Hogwarts Castle. Professor McGonagall who was walking along was livid when he saw Flitwick who was still organizing and preparing for the end-of-term dinner. When teaching, step forward apologetically.

"Filius, I'm sorry, maybe we have to stop what we are doing, and he may not be able to be used."

"What happened?" Filius felt something was wrong, because too many Aurors came, as if the Ministry of Magic had been emptied.

Fudge walked out from a group of Aurors, his steps were very fast, attracting everyone's attention. He laughed loudly: "Haha, let the children go back to their dormitories, they just need to wait for the train tomorrow. .”

"Oh, what happened?" The little wizards looked at each other, expressing their incomprehension. The end-of-term dinner has been a custom for thousands of years. How could it be changed just because of a word from the Ministry of Magic?

"Don't panic children, you need to listen to the Ministry of Magic, this is for you..."

"Enough, Connelly!"

Dumbledore was wearing a conspicuous floral robe, which was extremely exquisite, as if it was made by a little girl. He narrowed his eyes and said to Fudge: "I can allow the Ministry of Magic to conduct inspections in all places except the hall. This is the maximum limit. , you must not interrupt the end-of-term dinner at Hogwarts."

Tonight is the final moment. The chessboard cannot be in Hogwarts. This is Dumbledore's arrangement long ago. Fudge and the others cannot find anything. Dumbledore does not want the children to be implicated or disturbed. Their last day of term.

"Oh, Albus, you can't do this, knowing that Potter just..."

"I know, they just went to see Buckbeak off for the last time, and that's what you said."

Fudge choked, but quickly continued.

"That's enough, don't disturb the children's interest... I can agree that you will check at the station tomorrow and get on the train." Dumbledore's narrowed eyes slowly opened.

"Oh!" Fudge narrowed his eyes and grinned.

"Of course, of course, we can't break the customs of Hogwarts."

Fudge was not ashamed at all, he raised his hands, bowed greatly, and said jokingly: "So sorry, and also, happy end, children, Aurors won't disturb everyone in the hall."

Soon, Fudge led the Aurors around the hall and searched for Hogwarts Castle.

Bree was already sitting at the dining table in the hall, looking at Dumbledore's arrangement and nodded slightly. Dumbledore had not deceived him and violated the original agreement between the two. This plan to cultivate a savior, the chessboard Over there in the Forbidden Forest.

but……

Harry had returned to the hall with Ron and Hermione at this time.

Brie looked at Dumbledore involuntarily, waiting quietly for the follow-up. He didn't believe that Dumbledore had no arrangements.

"What did you just do in the Forbidden Forest?"

Bree heard the sound and looked up to see Snape's huge nostrils...

"Sorry, Professor, I was just curious about what killed the hippogriff." Bree stepped back from the chair without leaving a trace, and exited Snape's side.

Snape snorted, leaned over, and whispered: "I don't think anyone but you can make the murderer invisible. Just like in the restricted area, Dumbledore can't see through your Disillusionment Curse. "

Being discovered by Snape again made Bree sigh.

Magic will never be perfect in front of people.

"You already know who the murderer is?" Bree whispered back, opening a sound barrier at the same time.

Dumbledore felt something and looked over, but quickly moved away as if nothing had happened. He did not want to get into trouble with Bree today. The little wizards should happily stay in the hall to attend the dinner. Of course, the Savior and Except his friends.

Dumbledore walked past the Gryffindor table, and not long after, Hermione's cat came to Hermione with a roll of parchment in its mouth.

"Stop chewing things, Crookshanks." Hermione warned the big flat-faced cat on the ground with a frown.

"Wait, Hermione, that's my thing." Harry saw what Crookshanks was holding and quickly remembered its purpose.

This was what he picked up back then, and the names of everyone in Hogwarts can be seen on it!
"Give it to me, Crookshanks." Harry stretched out his hand, and Crookshanks obediently spat into Harry's hand.

Then, Harry opened the parchment and whispered the spell.

"I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong."

……

"Hey George, that looks like the map we lost."

"Why are you at Harry's?" George looked over after hearing this, followed Fred, and walked over quietly.

"He also knows spells!" Fred whispered.

The two gathered quietly behind the three Harrys who were still in a group, watching silently without saying a word.

"Harry, where did you get it? It's full of people's names. It's amazing." Ron whispered.

Hermione was thoughtful.

"This is an alchemical item."

Harry, still staring at the map, explained in a low voice.

"This one suddenly appeared at my feet on Hogsmeade Open Day."

"Oh, a treasure from the sky?"

Ron looked sour, wondering why he didn't have such luck.

At this time, Hermione pointed at the map and said, "Look, the names on it."

"Prongs, Moon Face, Wormtail, Padfoot...Is that the author's name?"

Just when Hermione was guessing, a voice came from the side. That voice made Harry and the others, including the Weasley twins, tense up nervously.

"Oh, you discovered it..."

Harry hurriedly covered the map and explained in a low voice: "This..."

"Don't be nervous, Harry." Dumbledore winked at Harry and said softly: "It seems that this map has something to do with you."

With that said, Dumbledore asked Harry to spread out the map, touch the Marauder's Map, click on one of the names, causing a burst of magic ripples and said: "Prongs, this is your father's nickname, the rest... …”

Upon hearing his father, Harry's eyes lit up and he looked at Dumbledore expectantly, but Dumbledore just smiled and did not continue to explain.

"You have to rely on yourselves. It's a puzzle left by our fathers. It's very interesting."

With that, Dumbledore walked back to his teacher's desk.

"Oh... Dumbledore is so naughty, I'm ready to hear it." Ron said dissatisfied, but at the same time he looked at Harry worriedly.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Ron shook Harry, who was staring at the Marauder's Map, and asked softly.

Behind them, the Weasley twins looked at each other and shrugged at the same time. They understood that the map was returned to its original owner, so they left one after another.

"I think we can find the killer using the map, Ron."

Harry covered the tears in his eyes and sighed silently.

"What happened to Buckbeak was my fault..."

Of course, Harry couldn't tell what kind of mistake it was. He wanted to find out the murderer because of guilt.

"We can go find the Aurors, we have..." Hermione said, but Harry soon interrupted her.

"Hermione, I want to go by myself." Harry stretched out his hand and pointed to a location on the map for Hermione to see.

"He's there, I have to go!"

"Oh!" Hermione covered her mouth tightly, and also covered Ron's mouth that had not yet made a sound out of surprise.

It was Sirius Black, and he was chasing a guy named Peter Pedroe.

(End of this chapter)