Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 236 The Origin of Hogwarts

"It seems you don't like the new professor." Dumbledore was sitting on a chair in the office drinking lemonade. On the other side was Ariana playing with the phoenix. It could be seen that Ariana rarely appeared in front of the little wizard. , she preferred to stay in the office with Dumbledore.

Ariana looked at Bree coming in and quickly ran into a portrait to hide.

Dumbledore looked at Ariana with a smile, then put down the lemonade in his hand and explained Moody's behavior just now: "Alastor is a very responsible wizard. Even though his temper is a bit irritable, this is not His shortcomings just prove that he is resolute and decisive, and I think he can teach you a lot in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Bree smiled and said nothing, but secretly lamented Dumbledore's trust in Moody and Barty Jr.'s acting skills.

Of course, it stands to reason that Moody has retired for many years. As a principal, Dumbledore's acquaintance with Moody was mostly through reports. It is possible that he cannot judge whether Moody is true or false.

"Is there anything important you brought me here for?" Brie asked.

Dumbledore smiled, then led Bree to the back room of the office and pushed open the door.

The door is very wide, like a large bedroom, with many books and collectibles. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is a thick black book and a strange quill floating on a magic circle, and There is a shallow stone basin on the other side. The edge of the basin is carved with runes and symbols. In the basin is a misty silver-colored object that is constantly undulating.

"That's the Book of Access and the Pen of Acceptance. Let me tell you quietly, I think it's a book made of black dragon skin, and the pen should be the feathers of some magical creature from ancient times. It's so beautiful."

"Whenever there is a magic riot among the little wizards within its acceptance range, the pen of acceptance will write the name on the book, allowing the little wizard to become a member of Hogwarts. This magic will take effect after the little wizard is sorted. Huo Gwartz will protect the little wizard's growth."

"This is the Pensieve, a collection of Hogwarts. It is also a collector in itself, but it collects memories." Dumbledore introduced Bree, and then he ignored the Book of Access and the Pen of Acceptance, and walked away Go to the pensieve and tap the edge of the pensieve gently with your wand.

"Buzz buzz..." There was a sound like water waves shaking, and Bree was attracted to step forward, staring thoughtfully at the flickering memory lines in the basin.

"I use it often because I am over 100 years old and have too many memories, and I don't want to forget those experiences, so I extracted some interesting memories and put them in it."

"I've been here most of the time, just to recall the past..." Dumbledore's voice was very soft, like an unspeakable secret word, and he was cautious.

This may be Dumbledore's greatest secret.

Bree stepped back.

"The pensieve is generally a very personal item, and a wizard will take it and his wand with him into death."

"Don't worry, there's nothing about me that you can't know. You can know my secrets as much as you like..."

Bree looked at Dumbledore as if he were a fool. Looking at the memories of a strong man at will will only be affected by this strong man, just like when he was young looking at An Qing's memories, he knew that he could no longer do it. He was inevitably influenced by An Qing, so he left himself a stupid bottom line as a rule of conduct.

"Haha, okay, if you want to see it, you can come to me anytime." Dumbledore smiled carelessly, and took out an ancient, exquisite glass bottle from the side, which contained a trace of silver. Memory thread.

"This is a memory left behind at Hogwarts, I think you should take a look."

Memories of Hogwarts?
Bree stepped forward to take the bottle, while Dumbledore on the side said: "Use the wand to introduce it into the pensieve, bury your head down, and you can see what is hidden inside."

"I hope this won't waste my time, Dumbledore." Bree raised her eyebrows and naturally pulled out the gem-encrusted bottle stopper. The wand on her wrist also reacted and quickly bounced out, floating out of the bottle. Threads of memory, poured into the Pensieve...

As the clouds in front of him receded, Bree found himself in a strange place - Britain a thousand years ago.

At dawn, when the rooster's crow should have awakened the morning sun, Bree looked at the dim light on the distant skyline to judge the time, but was soon attracted by a more dazzling light, and this red light also Awakened the sleeping peasants.

This is a place of human habitation. Looking at the distinctive costumes and buildings of these times, Bree quickly determined that this was a small town in the Middle Ages.

"Witch hunt!"

"Witch hunt!"

"She's a witch, burn her!"

"Burn her to death!"

Bree watched the gorgeous torches being lit and burning one by one, while a hooded woman was escorted by a group of people in Vatican costumes onto the high platform with cross wooden stakes. The platform was still filled with wood.

"Uh-huh!" The woman kept struggling, but even though the corners of her mouth turned red, she couldn't tear the cloth off her mouth and couldn't curse the man who betrayed her.

"Burn her and we found the evil wand from her body!"

An old man who was seen as having a high status in the Holy See came over, and a man next to him hurriedly handed over the torch in a flattering manner.

When the old man raised the torch, he said loudly——

"Wizards are the source of all evil. They bring dark diseases and are the biggest enemies of the Holy See and believers!"

The old man had a stern look on his face and told people how to deal with it inspiringly.

"According to the Pope's instructions, those who cannot be burned to death are evil wizards. Only by passing the test of fire can you prove your identity..."

"Bang!" The torch fell down, like a hunt that had been staged countless times. The flames spread blazingly and soon surrounded the tied woman on the stage.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out, and under the pressure of death, a strong wave of magic power erupted from her body.

"Witch!" The old priest looked flustered, but soon he said: "Quick, bow and arrow!"

"Swish, swish, swish!" A series of bows and arrows with a strange aura were shot out, penetrating the magic wave, and pinned the woman to the cross stake. With the help of blood, the flames flew higher and higher, completely killing the woman. engulf.

With the light of the fire, the surrounding scene quickly faded, and they arrived at a village. Outside the village, a man and a woman reluctantly said goodbye. But soon, a group of people from the Holy See rushed out, and the woman also wanted to take the opportunity to seize the man's pocket. The wand was on, but it failed.

The man pushed the woman away vigorously and looked at her in disbelief. It was not until someone from the Holy See rushed over with a spear with a strange aura that he realized and raised his wand, but the magic that even Harry couldn't deal with could not be dealt with at all. He was no match for the Holy See, and soon the man was impaled by a spear.

The woman squatted on the ground tremblingly and kept muttering: "Don't blame me, you will bring disaster, and the whole village will be killed by you..."

At this time, a man ran out of the village and shouted: "Arrest this woman too, she has a child with this man!"

"Ah, no, you said you wouldn't...ummm..."

The woman was tied up by people from the Holy See, and the child was brought out. They were greeted by cross stakes erected in the village.

The people from the Holy See looked at the village and said coldly: "Go into the village and look around to see if there are any wizards."

At this time, the scene changed again, as if time was going backwards. Scenes of wizards being caught by people from the Holy See, being deceived and burned to death by Muggles flashed by, until Bree heard -

"The Muggle Holy See pinned all charges on wizards, and they never considered their mistakes."

Hogwarts!

No, this is the junction of the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest, and Hogwarts has not yet appeared.

Here, the four wizards glanced around silently. They seemed to see Bree, and they all expressed their kindness to Bree, but soon they ignored Bree and began to talk to each other.

One after another of Muggle persecution of wizards was mentioned, so many people looked at each other speechless.

"Stay away from the prying eyes of Muggles." One of the gloomy wizards said these words. Bree guessed that he was Slytherin, but Bree couldn't see his face clearly.

Soon, the other three wizards nodded.

"We will build the school together and teach together, and I can design the perfect castle." An elegant woman gave the plan.

"We have to open up this place first, but I don't think our friends here will agree so easily." Another strong wizard raised his sword and pointed at the Black Lake.

The last plump witch sighed and said: "I will go to the forest over there to find the master. With such a contract order, I think they will accept us poor guys."

"Hmph, I hope so, but Slytherin is not in trouble, and I can provide a lot of resources."

After that, the four wizards separated because of the same goal. When they came here again, it was the time when Hogwarts was established...

"Om..."

The clouds and mist gathered, and the Pensieve was once again shrouded in silver mist, and Bree came back to her senses.

Dumbledore waved his wand, pulled out the thread of memory from the pensieve, and put it back into the glass bottle.

Bree slowly absorbed this memory, and after a long time she spoke under Dumbledore's gaze: "I thought Hogwarts Castle belonged to Slytherin."

"Haha, it's just a misunderstanding from the outside world. Hogwarts doesn't belong to anyone." Dumbledore laughed.

"This is the origin of Hogwarts. I think you have seen it in some history books, but... I think it is not as real as experiencing it in person."

"The purpose of Hogwarts is to stay away from the prying eyes of Muggles. But you and I both know that the four giants who had a common goal parted ways, and their ideas differed. Of course, no one knew what happened at that time. what happened."

Dumbledore shook his head and continued: "As you said on the train - don't talk about the original intention, process, and ending, just talk about the world. The world will continue to change, and some ideas will become backward."

"The Big Four proved your point. They had a common original intention, but after working together, they were unable to reach a common ending. Instead, they chose to part ways and became losers."

(End of this chapter)