Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

"Two months is better than three or five months. If Hagrid can't find it, you have to buy it first and then..."

Thinking of this, Meka Anders sighed. It really hurt. After all, it was all her own money that was spent.

Fortunately, this cost plus the cost of cross-border transportation is only more than 100 gold galleons.

Still acceptable.

Meka wrote back and asked Eva to help buy it at his own expense.

After doing this, he began to design an experimental process to "verify whether Xiu Xiu's blood has a beneficial effect on rust remover" based on what he had learned these days, and recorded it on paper.

But when I first wrote it, it seemed awkward to me.

Meka still felt that there were many mistakes and omissions, so he corrected it again and again. If he felt there were any gaps, he read over and over again the books he borrowed from the library.

This change took another day or two to pass.

Sure enough, academic stuff is not that easy... Meka rubbed his temples and continued to work hard.

When the light outside the window was dim and the words he wrote on the table could not be seen clearly, Meka raised his head and looked out the window. The sun was setting outside. It was already evening.

He touched his stomach and felt empty, got up and walked out of the dormitory.

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hall.

Hermione saw Ron chewing his favorite chicken drumsticks without a bite, looking unhappy, and suddenly felt strange, so she asked:

"What's wrong, Ron, you don't look happy?"

Ron glanced at her, then at Harry, and suddenly sighed:

"How can I be happy when the most precious thing in my body is lost?"

"The most precious thing?" Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and saw that his face was also full of doubts.

After all, I had never heard of Ron bringing anything precious into school, except for his broken wizard chess set.

"What's missing?" Harry asked him.

"A medal..." Ron pursed his lips and sighed: "Didn't I travel to Egypt with my family during the summer? There I participated in the Big Rice Bucket Challenge and won first place..."

Pfft... Hermione couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this, and looked at Ron's bulging belly.

Even though I wasn’t happy with the meal, I was still very full... It’s a good name, and you can tell what it is as soon as you hear it.

She looked at Harry, who also twitched his lips and almost stopped laughing.

"Then what?" Harry asked.

Hermione then looked at Ron again, and he responded dejectedly:

"What else is there? When I woke up early this morning, the thing was gone. This thing is made of gold. It's golden. Although George said this thing can only be a gold-plated iron medal or a bronze medal..."

"Hey, this is my treasure, my only medal..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face fell on the table, but he grabbed another golden chicken drumstick and ate it one bite at a time.

Well, even if he gets lost, he probably won't starve himself to death. Like the cats I raised this year, they are easy to feed... Hermione glanced at the corners of his oily mouth, and a smile appeared on her own lips.

But Ron seemed to catch a glimpse and raised his eyes to look at her.

She quickly turned her head away, coughed, put her fist to her mouth, and pretended to think:

"Recently, it seems that many people are saying that they have lost their things..."

Hermione was stunned for a moment when she said this.

I made this up casually at first, but when I thought about it carefully, I found that many people had really said this in the past two days. For example, Luna Lovegood, who was one grade younger than them, that girl who spoke so eloquently, seemed to She said she lost her silver beads...

Oh, I also heard someone say this on the way to the promenade...

So, is this someone stealing stuff at Hogwarts?

While Hermione was thinking about this question, a dark figure came to the opposite side. She raised her head. It was Meka in a black robe.

He still nodded and smiled at himself as he always did, and said hello:

"What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?"

Hermione pointed at Ron with her chin, and then heard Meka's laughter:

"Ron, do you want to lie down in the chicken bones in front of you?"

After hearing this, she turned to look at Ron again.

Sure enough, there were more and more chicken bones in front of Ron.

He is such a foodie, no wonder he got that big rice medal... Hermione listened to Ron say this again, which made Meka laugh, and then touched her chin again, as if she was thinking about something.

Meka also guessed that someone might be deliberately stealing these valuable things... Hermione subconsciously glanced at the book Meka put on the table. It was a very thick book and only saw a few words "Fantastic Beasts".

She looked at the book in her hand again, gritted her teeth secretly, and felt a sense of crisis in her heart.

In the final exam last semester, there was one less 'O' than him. No, I have to read for an extra hour after lights out at night. I must kill him in the exam room!

snort! Hermione snorted quietly to herself and took a vicious bite of the mashed potatoes in the spoon.

Just when he was thinking about what he should do to steadily surpass Meka in terms of performance, he heard Harry say:

"By the way, Meka, Hagrid asked me to tell you that a gray owl will bring something to the dormitory later, saying that a sniffer is coming soon..."

"Sniff?" Hermione was startled and repeated.

The medal is gold, the beads are silver, and someone threw a crystal ball on the corridor. They are all relatively bright things... She has seen the magical animal called Sniff in a book, and this little guy likes it. something?

Is it just sniffing?

But why did Mekar buy this animal? Is this going to be covered in the next Magical Creatures lesson? Did he preview in advance?

I haven’t read much of the Magical Creatures books yet.

hateful! Read another half an hour in the evening!

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Meka learned the news from Harry. He was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Hagrid really found a Niffler for him!

This means that tomorrow at the latest, he can start the experiment of sniffing blood.

It is estimated that the experiment may go wrong at the beginning, but even if it is postponed, it should be completed within this week at the latest.

This is really good news... Just as Meka was thinking about it, she looked up and saw Hermione's "vicious" gaze, and was surprised.

What's going on? Did I just do something hateful?

But Hermione quickly moved her eyes away. It seemed that she was embarrassed to be seen doing such a small gesture, and she almost buried her head on the plate.

Oh, the hair is already in... Meka looked away and concentrated on eating her steak.

After taking a bite, the familiar meaty aroma exploded and filled the entire tongue.

It tastes very good, better than yesterday... Meka nodded with satisfaction, cut off another piece and put it in his mouth.

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In the dusk, a stooped old man stood under a tree, holding a struggling owl in his hand, taking off the letter from its feet and reading it.

"I thought it would be related to me, but it turned out to be Sirius Black... Well, the more the British Ministry of Magic becomes a loser, the better it will be for me."

Boguna stuffed the letter back, released his hand, and let the owl fly away.

At this time, he suddenly felt the muscles on the right side of his face twitching, and then he heard a voice:

"Boguna, it's not good for you to do this. If you read Dumbledore's letter, he will notice you soon."

"Master." Boguna still looked up at the sky and responded: "This is my professional habit, especially in such situations where my identity cannot be exposed. These letters can provide me with some necessary information to facilitate my Respond in advance..."

Suddenly, another gray owl flew through the air, heading towards the tower in the distance.

"Another one?" Boguna said softly.

He looked towards the direction of the owl. The tower there, Boguna remembered, was called Gryffindor. There seemed to be a dormitory up there, right?

Boguna stretched out his wand, and a ray of light flickered on the wand, aiming at the owl that looked like a black dot in the sky.

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