From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Let's go back to school first..."

Dumbledore struggled for a long time and only came to this conclusion.

Dementors could probably block the curse, and he could definitely call a dementor from Fudge's side in an emergency - but that was really no other option.

Although most wizards don't like Dementors very much, the Ministry of Magic still treasures those guards who can be used there. They hardly cost any magic budget, not to mention the Azkaban guards. Enough to reassure the Ministry of Magic.

Since 1718, when Minister Damocles Rolle announced the use of those guys as jailers, the Ministry of Magic has been in control of this power. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the Ministry of Magic will not voluntarily abandon the Dementors.

The dementor that was killed last time still had plenty of reasons. If we want to summon one now...

"Okay, shall I seal it up first?"

As William spoke, he took out a new potion and bottle from his pocket. With Dumbledore's permission, he decisively sealed its power with the mixed potion, hung the ring in the bottle, and then Passed it to Dumbledore.

He would never take this thing. It is true that something that even Dumbledore could seduce is a good thing, but he is not stupid...

"Next, let's go back to school?"

Watching Dumbledore put the bottle away carefully, William shook his head slightly - Dumbledore was confused. The solidification magic attached to the bottle could be seen at a glance, but now his attention was entirely on the ring. On.

"Back to school, grab my arm, Professor William."

In less than half a minute, Dumbledore's office reappeared in front of William, but the owner of the office was a little absent-minded at the moment.

He eagerly took the bottle out of his pocket, then carefully placed it on the table, and cast several powerful spells to protect it - this was not enough, he quickly walked to Fox's side, and It whispered softly, as if instructing it to keep an eye on the bottle.

Probably because Dumbledore's behavior was too surprising, the portraits of the former principals that were scattered on the wall were silent at this moment, and they just quietly watched everything happen without making any comments.

Dumbledore, who didn't pay attention to anyone else, finished all this carefully, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at William, "Thanks to you, Professor William, we have won another victory."

As he spoke, he looked randomly among his collections, and even took the initiative to open the drawer where he stored sweets - this latter move directly frightened William.

But he was frightened. While Dumbledore was busy looking for something, William's hand couldn't help but grab a large handful from the drawer.

Dumbledore saw this, but he didn't react at all...

Then, a lot more...

Something magical happened - Dumbledore actually opened a new, very hidden drawer...

After he finished doing this, he started rummaging through his collection again.

William unceremoniously took out more than half of the inventory from the new drawer, and then saw Dumbledore take out an unusually exquisite astrological ball from his collection.

With just one glance, William roughly judged the price of this thing - three thousand galleons upwards, not taking into account the fame of the maker and the bonus points from Dumbledore himself...

"The principal must be crazy..."

William now even plans to pour potion on Dumbledore again to test it.

"It seems that there is no more practical gift... Maybe you should choose one yourself, Professor William..."

"I think I need some phoenix tears..."

William hesitated for a moment and immediately made his choice.

"Tears of the Phoenix?"

Dumbledore looked at William, and then decisively rummaged through the drawer to find a small glass bottle, which contained some sparkling water-like existence.

"That's all."

This was a tone that William had never heard before - Dumbledore even apologized for Phoenix's lack of tears.

There was nothing crazier than this. If he hadn't been sure that the curse had no effect and was still well sealed, he would have even planned to take action.

"That's enough, thank you principal."

William accepted the tears, and the fear that had just surfaced a little expanded...

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore in a hurry, he rushed towards Professor McGonagall's office almost non-stop, found Professor McGonagall, and then returned to Dumbledore's office with Professor McGonagall.

Fortunately, when Professor McGonagall also came over, Dumbledore's fanatical joy finally dissipated a bit. After confirming with Professor McGonagall and William that he was fine with some helplessness, Dumbledore's side The problem finally came to an end.

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"Severus, you're here."

"Yes, Dumbledore, after your urgent letter summoned me."

Snape rushed to school in a hurry - he didn't know what important thing happened that would make Dumbledore directly ask him to give up his vacation and rush to school.

"Look at this, Severus."

To Snape's expectation, Dumbledore did not tell him anything urgent, but pointed to a small bottle on the table that was protected by various spells.

With just one glance, he recognized the potion in the bottle.

This made his originally relaxed state of mind suddenly become tense - this potion is the best instruction manual for the ring. The most commonly used method for it is to deal with top-level black magic such as Lihuo, which is used to extinguish the kind of magic that can burn the soul. of black magic.

"This is…"

Through the turbid potion, he quickly distinguished the potion that was mixed with unprocessed potion.

"A fatal curse?"

"Yes, a deadly curse - do you have a way to deal with it?"

"I can't do it. Give me about half a year, and I can probably think of ways to prepare a potion to get rid of the curse on the ring. But if I want to use it now, I can't do it. The person who casts the spell is too powerful. "

"So, what would happen if a powerful enough being put it on him?"

"Death is inevitable - even for you, Dumbledore," Snape's tone became extremely serious, "So, don't try to use it. I don't know where you got this dangerous item, but I can What’s certain is that even you can’t do it.”

"What if it's a dementor..."

"Dementors..." Snape hesitated for a moment. He never expected that Dumbledore would give him such an answer - this answer was so outrageous that it was like a super invincible knot that was difficult to untie when it was split open. Like a sword...

"There is no doubt that the dementor will die, and the spell can only target the first user...but why the dementor?"

This is just plain cheating, but it really works.

There are many magical creatures that are powerful enough, but they are rare in human-like size. Dementors are one of the few humanoid creatures that are powerful enough but not classified as intelligent creatures.

"It's feasible, but we have to give them a good reason at the Ministry of Magic, if you must, Dumbledore," Snape sighed - he always felt that the person who proposed this solution should be from the Office of Self-Defense Guy, "The Ministry of Magic now has some very worried dementors..."

"They are the Dementors who worked for Umbridge, that Death Eater, and are still being held in separate custody... Because of that rumor... some people in the ministry are worried that Umbridge will use this to escape from prison..."

As the head of Slytherin, he has unique information channels, and generally speaking, no one would take the initiative to mention this kind of thing to Dumbledore...

However, at this moment, Dumbledore hesitated...

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"Adams!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? The growth status of these herbs is not good to begin with-returning to school early?"

In the greenhouse, Adams put down his tools after being frightened by William shouting, "Isn't it good in Greece?"

"The principal urged me to come back and work overtime."

"Haha, you have today too!"

Adams smiled brightly, "Let's have a drink tonight?"

"Of course, no problem. Go to Hagrid. He should have prepared a lot of materials - by the way, that book you gave me during the holidays is a good one. Where did it come from?"

"That black magic book? Well, it was given by someone else - there are a lot of poisons in it. I used herbal medicine to save several poisoned children. The parents knew that I was good at herbal medicine, so they gave me the poison book in my collection. Gave it to me."

Adams recalled, "The book was also imperfect. There were many poisons that I couldn't undo. It was really bad..."

"After I copied it and read a lot of curses at the end, I forwarded it to you..."

…

you win.

William didn't even know what to say for a moment - he now deeply understood the psychology of Adams's professor back then. Adams was really into things related to black magic...

But that's a good thing - he's generally at ease now.

After exchanging a few words, he hurriedly said goodbye to Adams.

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Lock the doors and windows, add all the protection, and put the Phoenix Tears you just bought in front of you.

Afterwards, William carefully dug out the basilisk venom he had collected from his collection, carefully used a porridge to remove the needle, and then contaminated it with the basilisk venom.

"system?"

He shouted softly.

A "ding" prompt appeared belatedly - "A wizard is treating you..."

"Are you coming out now...?"

"Are you really not going to communicate with me?"

"The principal was so happy just now, and then the box is stuck until now. Is there a system bug?"

"I know you understand - you really don't want to communicate before the last moments?"

William muttered to himself as if he was mentally ill, but the 'system' didn't make a single sound.

"Actually, you were scared in that room, right?"

"Because I actually saw Dumbledore being so confused by a ring that he almost got hit - at that time, you were probably more scared than me."

"Actually, I should have discovered something in my first year of teaching - first Ginny Weasley, then Lockhart... they were all seduced by Horcruxes, and then lost their memories."

"It seems like - the Horcrux gives them power."

"I thought at the time that I would be fine if I was more careful and didn't touch the dangerous existence of the diadem, but - Dumbledore was almost hit, right?"

"I don't know what that ring means to Dumbledore, but I know what the existence of the system means to me."

William began to untie his clothes as he spoke. Although no one responded to him, he spoke very carefully.

"Actually, there is no system at all. The person who speaks to me has always been an amazing existence, a Horcrux, a Horcrux that has read all my memories and then disguised itself as a system, right?"

"Think about it carefully, I am accompanying someone to watch a movie, and then I don't know anything about the movie she is interested in - this is too outrageous. Even if it is to make up for lessons afterwards and find common topics, I will at least understand the general plot. Yeah, but I don’t know anything about it!”

"Professor Lockhart is very good at using the Oblivion Charm. You are also good at it, right? My unknown Horcrux?"

"You read my memory, made me forget everything related to it, and then used this to make me believe that you are a real system...and then follow the example of Ginny and Lockhart and resurrect you?"

"The book that Dumbledore gave me. The reason why I hate it so much is also due to you, right? In order to prevent me from suspecting that the so-called system is a Horcrux?"

"The more dependent others are, the greater the power extracted. This is similar to the system - right?"

"If I were obsessed with the power of cards, I would resurrect you directly, right?"

"The so-called power of the cards is your power, the so-called knowledge is your knowledge, and the so-called insights and evaluations are your evaluations."

"A wizard who can create Horcruxes is certainly more powerful than a novice. Everything he can do is as magical as a system..."

"It's a pity... I like to learn things from my hands, I like the power in my hands, and I also like to store some precious disposable props..."

"You must be very regretful. You were worried that the power of the Horcrux would be used too much, so you created a one-time card, but I was reluctant to use it."

William muttered to himself in the air as he took off the last piece of clothing.

As the wand was waved, mirrors made of ice appeared around him. In the reflection of the mirror, everything on his body was clearly visible.

"Hiding on the back...it really is yours, a stranger's Horcrux."

William sighed—under his shoulder blade, which he would never see normally, a small ancient coin was buried shallowly in his flesh, looking like a birthmark.

"you win."

A strange and old voice sounded—very abrupt, but William was not nervous at all.

"My power has not recovered far enough, and you have grown too fast. After falling asleep in that damn place, you finally met a guy who can activate a Horcrux, but you still..."

"My name is Haierbo. Are you interested in hearing my story? It's a final farewell to this old man like me..."

"No."

William swallowed the phoenix's tears in one gulp, and then the silver needles produced from the porridge stabbed directly into that area of ​​his back with the venom of the basilisk.

After about ten minutes of pain, the final effect of the venom was offset, and the corroded flesh on his back began to grow.

Bada…

A severely corroded coin was squeezed out and fell to the ground. As William waved his wand, it flew into his hand.

"Collect them together, the Hamster Party will not be without benefits..."

He stared at the coin for a long time and made a decision.