Hogwarts Advanced Guide
Chapter 226 Voldemort's Nose
Chapter 226 Voldemort's Nose
"How does that thing work?" Ms. Rostamer asked. This seemed to be a blind spot in her knowledge, and in fact it was also a blind spot for most wizards, after all, Hogwarts didn't teach this kind of magic.
Hera's thoughts had already flown to nowhere, and he had no intention of interrupting at all.
Professor Flitwick cleared his throat. "A very complex spell," he squealed. "Involves magically hiding a secret within the soul of a living person. The secret is hidden in the heart of the chosen one, or Secret Keeper, and it is never discovered - unless, of course, the Keeper wants to reveal it. As long as the Keeper refuses to speak, the Keeper will never find them even if he searches the village where the Potters have lived for many years, even if he crushes his nose against the glass window outside their living room." Can't find it."
"Pfft!" Hera burst out laughing, "Sorry, sorry, I thought of a very funny thing."
What Hera thought of was the appearance of Voldemort that he saw on Quirrell's head the year before last. He really couldn't imagine how the mysterious man without a nose stuck his nose to the glass window outside the living room of the Potters. Just thinking about it made him want to laugh.
Ms. Rosmerta ignored Hera, she continued to ask curiously: "So, Black is the Potter couple's secret keeper?"
"Naturally," said Professor McGonagall, "James Potter told Dumbledore that Black would rather die than tell where they were, and that Black himself was going to hide."
Hera couldn't help laughing again, "Sorry, sorry, I remembered that funny thing again."
Hera quite clearly remembered what Black told him. He once said this: "We all believed that it was the best choice to let Peter be the secret keeper, because everyone knew that James and I had such a good relationship and would definitely let me be the secret keeper, but they never expected that we would use Peter. As a result...he betrayed us, and he even said that I betrayed James and Lily."
This is quite a deviation from the "facts" generally accepted by the magic world, and no one would believe it, especially in the case of Black's escape from prison.
But this also exposed the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic. A fugitive has been at large for two years, and even the Ministry of Magic is still helpless. The only thing it can do is to let the damned dementors continue to patrol around Hogwarts.
Ms. Rosmerta's curiosity still couldn't be dispelled, and she tirelessly asked, "But does James insist on using Black?"
"Yes," said Fudge heavily, "however, less than a week after the Fidelity Charm—"
"Has Black betrayed them?" Rostamer asked.
"He did betray them. Black, tired of being a double-faced character, was ready to publicly announce his support for You-Know-Who, as if intending to do so at the time of Potter's death. But, as we know, You-Know-Who lost his hand at Harry Potter Jr. He lost his powers and had to run away. This puts Black in a dilemma. No sooner has Black revealed his traitor than his master has fallen. He has no choice but to run for his life—"
"Dirty, stinking traitor!" Hagrid said suddenly, banging his fist on the table so hard that the whole bar fell silent.
To be honest, Hera almost forgot about him again, Hagrid never said that.
"Hush!" said Professor McGonagall.
"I met him!" roared Hagrid. "Before he killed many people, I must have been the last to see him! I was the one who got Harry out of James and Lily's house after they were all killed! I got him out of the rubble, poor little thing."
Hagrid started talking about his past with Harry again, but what Hera paid more attention to was Fudge's words, obviously he was not a complete idiot, he knew very well that Voldemort wasn't dead at all, he just lost his mana, as for what was written in the "Daily Prophet", it was nothing more than a politician's trick to fool the public and appease emotions.
Hera was actually very worried about one thing: one day when she woke up and opened the door, she saw a snake at the door, with Voldemort's terrible face on the back of its head, claiming that he would come back eventually, as long as Hera helped him, when he came back, he would give Hera unimaginable wealth.
Nahra really didn't know what to do. She couldn't keep him out, and she couldn't really help him make a comeback.
"Hagrid, that's enough," Hera patted Hagrid's stomach, he couldn't reach Hagrid's shoulder, "lower your voice."
"How did I know? At the time I thought he was grieving for James and Lily, and he was concerned about You-Know-Who! Then he said, 'Give me Harry, Hagrid, I'm his godfather, and I'll take care of him—' Ha! But Dumbledore told me to, so I said no to Black, and Dumbledore said Harry should go to his aunt and uncle. Black didn't agree, but in the end he gave in. He told me to take Harry there on his motorcycle,' and I no longer Need this motorcycle.' That's what he said."
Hagrid whimpered and wept, which made everyone's scalps tingle.
Hera patted Hagrid on the back lightly. He was crying so loudly that he attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.
"Well, Hagrid, you didn't know that he betrayed James and Lily at the time, and it's not your fault." Hera and Professor McGonagall comforted softly, but Fudge and Ms. Rostamer had a pleasant chat.
Hera once suspected that Fudge said these things just to attract the attention of this beautiful proprietress, old scumbag!
"That's where I should—know what's in it. He loves that bike the most. Why did he give it to me? Why did he ask why he didn't need that bike anymore? Actually it's—it's easy to understand. Dumbledore knew he had been the Potters' secret keeper. Black knew he was—that night—running for his life, knew that the Ministry of Magic would be after him in a matter of hours—"
"Hagrid, those things are beyond everyone's expectations, even Professor Dumbledore can't do it perfectly." Professor Flitwick comforted sharply, but his comfort didn't seem to have any effect.
Hagrid cried even louder.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
(End of this chapter)
"How does that thing work?" Ms. Rostamer asked. This seemed to be a blind spot in her knowledge, and in fact it was also a blind spot for most wizards, after all, Hogwarts didn't teach this kind of magic.
Hera's thoughts had already flown to nowhere, and he had no intention of interrupting at all.
Professor Flitwick cleared his throat. "A very complex spell," he squealed. "Involves magically hiding a secret within the soul of a living person. The secret is hidden in the heart of the chosen one, or Secret Keeper, and it is never discovered - unless, of course, the Keeper wants to reveal it. As long as the Keeper refuses to speak, the Keeper will never find them even if he searches the village where the Potters have lived for many years, even if he crushes his nose against the glass window outside their living room." Can't find it."
"Pfft!" Hera burst out laughing, "Sorry, sorry, I thought of a very funny thing."
What Hera thought of was the appearance of Voldemort that he saw on Quirrell's head the year before last. He really couldn't imagine how the mysterious man without a nose stuck his nose to the glass window outside the living room of the Potters. Just thinking about it made him want to laugh.
Ms. Rosmerta ignored Hera, she continued to ask curiously: "So, Black is the Potter couple's secret keeper?"
"Naturally," said Professor McGonagall, "James Potter told Dumbledore that Black would rather die than tell where they were, and that Black himself was going to hide."
Hera couldn't help laughing again, "Sorry, sorry, I remembered that funny thing again."
Hera quite clearly remembered what Black told him. He once said this: "We all believed that it was the best choice to let Peter be the secret keeper, because everyone knew that James and I had such a good relationship and would definitely let me be the secret keeper, but they never expected that we would use Peter. As a result...he betrayed us, and he even said that I betrayed James and Lily."
This is quite a deviation from the "facts" generally accepted by the magic world, and no one would believe it, especially in the case of Black's escape from prison.
But this also exposed the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic. A fugitive has been at large for two years, and even the Ministry of Magic is still helpless. The only thing it can do is to let the damned dementors continue to patrol around Hogwarts.
Ms. Rosmerta's curiosity still couldn't be dispelled, and she tirelessly asked, "But does James insist on using Black?"
"Yes," said Fudge heavily, "however, less than a week after the Fidelity Charm—"
"Has Black betrayed them?" Rostamer asked.
"He did betray them. Black, tired of being a double-faced character, was ready to publicly announce his support for You-Know-Who, as if intending to do so at the time of Potter's death. But, as we know, You-Know-Who lost his hand at Harry Potter Jr. He lost his powers and had to run away. This puts Black in a dilemma. No sooner has Black revealed his traitor than his master has fallen. He has no choice but to run for his life—"
"Dirty, stinking traitor!" Hagrid said suddenly, banging his fist on the table so hard that the whole bar fell silent.
To be honest, Hera almost forgot about him again, Hagrid never said that.
"Hush!" said Professor McGonagall.
"I met him!" roared Hagrid. "Before he killed many people, I must have been the last to see him! I was the one who got Harry out of James and Lily's house after they were all killed! I got him out of the rubble, poor little thing."
Hagrid started talking about his past with Harry again, but what Hera paid more attention to was Fudge's words, obviously he was not a complete idiot, he knew very well that Voldemort wasn't dead at all, he just lost his mana, as for what was written in the "Daily Prophet", it was nothing more than a politician's trick to fool the public and appease emotions.
Hera was actually very worried about one thing: one day when she woke up and opened the door, she saw a snake at the door, with Voldemort's terrible face on the back of its head, claiming that he would come back eventually, as long as Hera helped him, when he came back, he would give Hera unimaginable wealth.
Nahra really didn't know what to do. She couldn't keep him out, and she couldn't really help him make a comeback.
"Hagrid, that's enough," Hera patted Hagrid's stomach, he couldn't reach Hagrid's shoulder, "lower your voice."
"How did I know? At the time I thought he was grieving for James and Lily, and he was concerned about You-Know-Who! Then he said, 'Give me Harry, Hagrid, I'm his godfather, and I'll take care of him—' Ha! But Dumbledore told me to, so I said no to Black, and Dumbledore said Harry should go to his aunt and uncle. Black didn't agree, but in the end he gave in. He told me to take Harry there on his motorcycle,' and I no longer Need this motorcycle.' That's what he said."
Hagrid whimpered and wept, which made everyone's scalps tingle.
Hera patted Hagrid on the back lightly. He was crying so loudly that he attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.
"Well, Hagrid, you didn't know that he betrayed James and Lily at the time, and it's not your fault." Hera and Professor McGonagall comforted softly, but Fudge and Ms. Rostamer had a pleasant chat.
Hera once suspected that Fudge said these things just to attract the attention of this beautiful proprietress, old scumbag!
"That's where I should—know what's in it. He loves that bike the most. Why did he give it to me? Why did he ask why he didn't need that bike anymore? Actually it's—it's easy to understand. Dumbledore knew he had been the Potters' secret keeper. Black knew he was—that night—running for his life, knew that the Ministry of Magic would be after him in a matter of hours—"
"Hagrid, those things are beyond everyone's expectations, even Professor Dumbledore can't do it perfectly." Professor Flitwick comforted sharply, but his comfort didn't seem to have any effect.
Hagrid cried even louder.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
(End of this chapter)
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