Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 140 Night Talk 4
Harry nodded, but soon many questions appeared in his mind, then he lowered his head and tugged on his robe, and asked nervously, "Sir, there are still some things I don't quite understand, I wonder if you can tell me...I want to know the truth of some things..."

"the truth……"

"A beautiful and terrifying thing...requires extreme caution...I will try to answer your questions unless I have a good reason to keep my mouth shut..."

Dumbledore then admitted that he had given the Invisibility Cloak to Harry...it had been left to him by chance by Harry's father.

Quirrell would burn Harry's body when he touched it...and Voldemort was not able to kill him back then because Harry's mother left a deep imprint on Harry with her sacrifice and love...an eternal talisman, a wizard like Quirrell who is full of hatred, ambition, and sold his soul to Voldemort cannot touch it...

But Dumbledore didn't tell Harry why he wanted Voldemort to kill him... He just said that it was not yet time, and Harry would know when he was ready.

Harry originally wanted to ask why Voldemort suddenly felt pain in the scar when he wanted to choose the McGuffin as the target of possession... and every muscle fiber in him couldn't stop trembling, and the numbness of the nerves began to spread to the whole body with the pain of tiny tearing again and again... the body froze as if under the [Petrification Curse].

Startled, Dumbledore levitated Harry and promptly rushed him to Madam Pomfrey's school hospital.

"Principal Dumbledore, what the hell is this poor child doing?" Madam Pomfrey kept complaining sleepily, she put something like a pocket watch on Harry's chest.

Harry couldn't move at all now, he could only shrink his neck, staring down at the three pointers (red, green, blue) on the 'pocket watch', constantly spinning wildly in circles on the dial.

The things drawn on the dial each represent what kind of injury the victim suffered. There are nine patterns in total:

Circle (some simple diseases, injuries, such as pimples, stomachaches... etc., Muggles can also be cured),

Grotesque and Dangerous Animals (Damage from Fantastic Beasts),

Stirring cauldron (potion accident),
Mandrake, a very ugly baby with leaves growing on his head, green skin with spots on it, is opening his mouth and yelling (damage from taking the herb),

A wizard who constantly transforms his head into various animal forms (transfiguration damage),

Swinging wands (damage from normal spells),

A witch with bleeding eyes and screaming in pain (curse),

A middle-aged bald man with a bat flying out of his nose (curse),

Finally, there is a black and white skull with an X (Unforgivable Curse).

(The thing on the dial is to help witch doctors measure what kind of curse the person is under? This was invented during Voldemort's time,
Because at that time, too many wizards were tortured by various [curses] cast by Death Eaters...and other methods, and no one dared to come to St. Mungo's Hospital at that time...There were usually Death Eaters guarding here...

So a wizard working at St. Mungo's Hospital invented this thing.

The principle is to determine the type of spell by the type of magic power left on the victim and the reaction, but without the guidance of a professional wizard, this thing often has some ridiculous problems, such as stomach pain [appendicitis] (circle) is likely to be mistakenly referred to as [Cruciatus Curse] (Unforgivable Curse) by the pocket watch. )
Now, the hands of three different colors are spinning wildly, whirring, almost thrown out of the dial... and finally stopped at the black and white skull.

——This is not a good sign!Even Harry didn't know what that meant and didn't feel good.

"Madame Pomfrey, I... am I alright!" Harry cried sadly.

"No big deal."

But then Madam Pomfrey dragged Dumbledore into her office, leaving behind a little wizard who couldn't move, his eyes were spinning wildly.

"Principal Dumbledore, what is going on here? You have to tell me the truth, this is the magic left over from the [Unforgivable Curse]. It looks like Harry has been hit by the [Cruciatus Curse], let alone the [Death Curse]...that is the [Imperius Curse]!"

"Is it because of Harry's special status in the wizarding world that...someone attacked him with the [Imperius Curse]?...Isn't it someone in the school who cast this evil spell on such a little first-year wizard?"

Madam Pomfrey questioned Dumbledore sternly.

"Madame Pomfrey! I assure you... no one can do anything to Harry in front of me anymore? As for this matter, I will be the first to tell you after I figure it out. And there will be a more troublesome matter for you to deal with soon..."

"You should comfort Harry now, this little wizard was a little frightened by your magic pocket watch just now..."

"Harry Potter is all right!... At that scene just now, I thought something had happened to him... It seems that there is nothing serious about you, right?" Dumbledore asked.

"No big deal?" Madam Pomfrey widened her eyes angrily. "The muscles and nerves of this little guy's whole body are almost damaged and ruptured. He will have to recuperate for the next week, and his magic power is disordered, so he won't be able to take the final exam this time!"

"It's okay, this little guy and another little wizard have already passed the most outstanding graduation exam this year."

"What!!" Madam Pomfrey's tone suddenly rose a few degrees, and she yelled at Dumbledore, "There's a little wizard! Seriously, Dumbledore...what the hell are you doing at Hogwarts?"

"This is the more troublesome thing I just wanted to tell you... It's up to you, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall to deal with it..." Dumbledore leaned forward and whispered to Madam Pomfrey, "It's related to the [Blood Curse]..."

When Madam Pomfrey heard these two words, she immediately froze in place, let go of her hand, and dropped the magic pocket watch on the ground, she couldn't even care about it.

"[Blood Curse]? I don't know... Someone gave Harry..."

"No, no, no! It's another little wizard... Fortunately, this little guy has already solved the most difficult thing by himself. He has figured out how to break the curse... But now, you should take care of Harry first?...I'll go and see that little guy first... and find out what happened! I will remember to ask Professor McGonagall to come to my office together...I will tell you in detail what happened! And discuss what we should do..."

After Dumbledore finished speaking calmly, he closed the door and left Madam Pomfrey alone to calm down.

……

Dumbledore specifically went back to the underground chamber and brought McGuffin (snake) back to his office.

There……

Snape was sitting in the headmaster's chair and glaring at Dumbledore, his face livid without saying a word.

However, when Snape's eyes turned to the McGuffin (snake), Dumbledore could see that he couldn't hide the surprise and uneasiness in his expression, which was incomprehensibly caused.

——This made Dumbledore even more curious about what happened in the basement?
He didn't say much, walked to the big table with many long legs in the middle of the room, waved his wand to 'sweep away' all those whimsical ideas, silver rings whirling around, hourglass... magic bubbles and other useless things before putting the 'McGuffin' on the table.

Phoenix Fawkes let out a cry of dissatisfaction, and then flew to Dumbledore's shoulder...

After some comfort from Dumbledore, it cleverly moved a chair to the mirror in the middle of the house...

After Dumbledore sat down, it landed on his lap, looked left and right, especially at the 'McGuffin' sleeping with its head curled up, and barked twice from time to time, very proud.

Dumbledore stroked it lightly, then tapped the magic mirror with his wand, and the picture of the underground level immediately appeared...

Seeing the golden statue of [Severed Quilinus], Snape almost stood up... He took a few deep breaths before holding back his words, and slowly lowered his body and sat down again to make himself less excited.

——No matter how many times he saw this thing, Snape still couldn't believe that an adult dark wizard was 'played to death' by two young wizards just like that!And there's Voldemort...

"This scene... Merlin can see it and come back to life!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the pictures in the mirror kept flashing... There was a scene where McGuffin was brought into the room by Quirrell and restored to adulthood by the snake; there was also a scene where the two of them had conflicts, mainly the scene where Quirrell beat McGuffin unilaterally... Soon the picture jumped to the time period when Harry came out of the black flame.

There is no sound in the picture, jumping in quickly... Dumbledore holds the wand from time to time to command slow playback, rewind, pause...

In particular, Dumbledore placed the picture: McGuffin holds the Sorcerer's Stone, activates the magic power contained in the Sorcerer's Stone to help him, and improves the magic effect; and casts the [Imperial Curse] to make Harry regenerate like Sparta. Just relying on two pairs of fists, Quirrell can't take care of himself, and his face is suspicious of life.

(It's not just Quirrell, Snape's brain hasn't recovered yet...)
And the scene where McGuffin turned Quirrell into a golden statue with [A stone into gold] made Dumbledore replay and watch it back and forth...

In the end, Quirrell's head exploded like fireworks, and Voldemort swept the ashes of those brains to pounce on McGuffin... McGuffin waved his wand, and Harry's wand, which had fallen on the ground, floated up, and worked together with his wand to cast a spell with the same movement...

"War magic!" After seeing this scene, Dumbledore finally confirmed that the occurrence of Halloween was not accidental, whether it was a coincidence or something... After two successful experiences, it means that this little guy may indeed master or has the potential to master this dangerous method of casting spells.

But then... the mirror went black for an instant, then lit up again, and when the screen reappeared... Voldemort had already started to fade and collapse...

Then Dumbledore opened the closed corridor... Harry woke up, and the next thing they all knew - the McGuffin had turned into a snake.

Dumbledore stroked Fox and thought about it. After about a cup of tea, he raised his head and said to Snape, "If you want to talk to me alone... Severus, it's better to talk now. Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall will come here later to deal with the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin..."

Snape had already expected this result in his heart. Although there was no sound in the scene just now, according to his understanding of the Dark Lord - he didn't bother to use Transfiguration to deal with a first-year young wizard, and he had already seen the snake that MacGuffin transformed into this morning. If it was maliciously transformed by Transfiguration, he should be able to detect that it was McGuffin's in certain behaviors or expressions...

"Then...is it really the [Blood Curse]? It seems that the Dark Lord has made some progress on how to improve his magical talent..." Snape tapped his knuckles on the table, "He wanted to mass-produce little wizards with outstanding magical talents and a Parseltongue like him...and train them into an army of wizards who can never betray him..."

"He found [Blood Curse] from ancient magic... The source of this vicious curse is an accidental by-product produced by ancient wizards in order to improve their magical talent..."

"From the irrational talent of McGuffin, it can be seen that Voldemort has achieved a lot of results by now..."

Dumbledore shook his head and refuted Snape's opinion, "No, he didn't succeed... If he succeeded, Voldemort's result wouldn't be so tragic this time... And what he values ​​more this time is probably that he wants to speed up the growth of the McGuffin through the [Blood Curse] to achieve the purpose of his possession..."

"It was MacGuffin Albert who greatly exceeded his expectations, and also exceeded our expectations... It seems that we have to re-evaluate the talent of this little wizard... and what he knows..."

"Someone is coming, Dumbledore! . . . "

At this time, one of the vice-principal portraits suddenly screamed, interrupting Dumbledore's words, and the portrait told the two that Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey had come outside.

He stopped talking with Snape, and the two of them changed seats. Dumbledore waved his wand, shrunk down the mirror and moved it to the bookshelf, where it was placed together with the Sorting Hat... This made it twisted and twisted, deflated, and looked a little dissatisfied.

The door was knocked and pushed open.

Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey came in and stood at the door. Professor McGonagall was even wearing the checked pajamas and nightcap of the same color.

It's just that she was nervous and uneasy, and when she came in, she turned her head and looked around Dumbledore's office.

Immediately she found the long black snake on the long table.

"Professor Dumbledore...that's...?" Professor McGonagall said softly, his thin lips trembling slightly, "Who on earth cast the [Blood Curse] on a little first-year wizard...such a vicious, unforgivable, unforgivable magic was actually cast on a first-year little wizard..."

"Who was cast [Blood Curse]?"

Madam Pomfrey has calmed down now. She first comforted Professor McGonagall, and then spread her palms, where a translucent crystal ball the size of an eye rolled, and approached the black snake coiled up and sleeping soundly.

"It's McGuffin Albert!" Snape stood up, walked over, stared at the strange sphere in Madam Pomfrey's hand, and told Professor McGonagall who their victim was.

. . . . .

small theater:
After Dumbledore came out of the underground checkpoint with Harry, he asked Hermione and Ron to go back first, so if there was any news, Professor McGonagall would tell them the first time... So in the common room, the two of them waited anxiously...

Hermione said suddenly to Ron, "We seem to have forgotten something?  …"

After thinking for a while, "I can't remember, it's probably not something important..."

In the corner outside the restricted area door on the fourth floor, 'Little Black' Malfoy was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, and even moaned twice.

This caught the attention of Peeves, who was humming and sprinkled glass balls on the corridor road...

　Small theater, does not affect the subscription word count, the revised word count is already more than the original one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)