Chapter 294: Department of Mysteries (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)



In particular, the act of making a fool of Lockhart, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who had a lot of titles and honors, completely tore off the last disguise of this liar.

So much so that even first-year students no longer believed that what was described in his books were real events.

The reason is simple. If Lockhart had half the wisdom and courage of the protagonist in the book, he would not have stood naked on the podium for more than an hour in class like an idiot, constantly acting as a test subject for various rune combinations like a guinea pig, and with a smile on his face.

That humble and lowly look formed a sharp contrast with his previous self-boasting in class, and just seeing it made people feel extremely disgusted and nauseated.

Facts have once again proved that fame is actually a double-edged sword.

When a person's fame matches his strength and power, he can naturally get some extra bonuses.

But if it were the other way around, the moment this bright and beautiful dress was pulled off, one would immediately fall from the clouds into the abyss.

Obviously, Lockhart is in such a state at present.

It can be predicted that he will basically be unable to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester.

Because the students have seen through his true face hidden behind his great fame, no one will believe what Lockhart says anymore. They will only regard him as a clown and a laughing stock and laugh at and tease him.

This time last year, Quirinus Quirrell had lost the most basic respect for his students because he deliberately acted stupid. The Weasley twins even hit him on the back of the head with some random objects in class.

You have to know that Voldemort's half-dead soul is attached to it! Given George and Fred's daring personalities, they will probably keep causing trouble for the next year until Lockhart has a mental breakdown and resigns and runs away.

Following Ron, another person in Hogwarts had a hellish start.

Especially in the evening, the countless people crowded in the auditorium and whispered, which made Lockhart extremely nervous and sensitive. He left in a hurry without even taking a few bites of his meal and hid in his office, not daring to show up.

Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said to Zuo Si, who was whispering with Snape about his experience in potions, "You've gone too far."

"Too much?" Zuo Si sneered and shook his head. "No, Professor, I think I have done it just right. Especially by letting everyone know Lockhart's true identity, it can effectively prevent this guy from continuing to cheat and cause many students to waste their precious time and energy on him. After all, wasting your own time is equivalent to wasting your life, and wasting other people's time is equivalent to murder. For a murderer, I think no matter how I deal with him, it is not excessive."

"I totally agree. This idiot Lockhart even used his power to force all students to buy all the books he wrote. This is simply a disgrace to the faculty and staff of Hogwarts." Snape also sneered and echoed.

"He also wants to tell me what to do with my Herbology class!" Sprout complained in a low voice.

As for the Charms professor Flitwick, he rolled his eyes and expressed his attitude in the simplest and most brutal way.

Apparently, within a few days of school starting, Lockhart had offended all the professors at Hogwarts by his tendency to show off his superiority over others.

Only Professor McGonagall, who never liked to speak ill of others behind their backs, remained silent and did not join the ranks of those denouncing Lockhart.

Of course, she didn't say anything good for this guy.

After all, Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been one of the most practical and important courses in school.

But judging by Lockhart's performance, it is likely that his study will be completely wasted like last semester.

Seeing that all the professors chose to stand on Zuo Si's side, Dumbledore immediately realized that this situation seemed familiar.

When it was announced that the second Philosopher's Stone had the power to resurrect the dead, it seemed that everyone around him was against him, a situation that he had never encountered before.

After all, as the greatest wizard of our time, he always believed that he was fighting to protect the interests of the majority.

But now... I have become a minority! The root of all this is the young man in front of me who exudes a strong self-will.

Not affected by any external factors, and will not change yourself because of other people.

Instead, they will use various means to influence the people around them and make them stand on their side unconsciously.

Dumbledore had lived for more than a hundred years, but this was the first time he encountered such an alien.

After a long silence, he could only shake his head gently and give up his original intention of preaching. He picked up a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. His mind was full of thoughts about why Zuo Si had the family blood flowing in his body, and whether there was any ulterior conspiracy behind it.

This situation continued until the end of dinner time, when Ron, who had not been seen all day, dragged his exhausted body and slowly walked into the auditorium from outside.

At this moment, he looked like he had just rolled in the mud. Not only was he unbearably dirty, he also emitted a pungent sour odor. Wherever he passed, students covered their mouths and noses to make way for him.

Just based on his appearance, he would probably get more sympathy and charity than other beggars if he just lay on the street in London.

Needless to say, Snape had used his professor's privileges to the maximum extent and assigned Ron a lot of hard and tiring work, so that the poor little guy didn't even have the energy to talk or take a shower. He just sat down next to the Gryffindor table and started stuffing food into his mouth frantically without saying a word.

The intense hunger and fatigue made him unable to think about anything else. He didn't care even if the bread was stained black by his dirty hands.

"Oh my god! Ron, what have you been doing today?"

Percy, the older brother and prefect, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw his younger brother looking like a refugee.

But Ron just focused on eating and had no intention of answering the questions. His tears just kept flowing down his cheeks.

If you look closely, you will find that under the thick layer of black mud on his hands are countless blisters of various sizes, as well as scars left after the blisters burst. There are also a lot of red blood marks on his back and arms from being whipped with the Whomping Willow.

Pain! Too much pain! Coupled with the strong sense of loneliness of suffering alone, the boy's spirit and will were almost broken, and he even inevitably developed a bit of resentment towards his good friend Harry.

After all, there were two people who drove to school!

Why am I the only one who got hurt?

Especially Snape's extremely double-standard treatment completely made Ron lose his mind.

So he didn't want to pay attention to anyone now. He just wanted to fill his stomach quickly, then go back to the dormitory, take a shower, lie down on the soft bed and have a good sleep.

"Professor, what did you ask Ron to do today?" Zuo Si asked in a low voice with some curiosity.

Snape pursed his lips and replied with a slightly smug tone, "I asked him to loosen the soil around the Whomping Willow. Because his wand was damaged, he couldn't use any spells at all. He could only dodge the Whomping Willow's attacks while digging the soil with a hoe and shovel."

Obviously, this amount of work and the level of danger would be difficult for even an adult to handle, let alone a child of twelve or thirteen years old.

You should know that the Whomping Willow is the most sensitive and aggressive of all magical plants.

Although it doesn't have any supernatural magical powers, the thick tree trunk alone is enough to beat a person to death.

The thinner branches are like whips, and they can cause skin and flesh to be torn apart if hit by them.

However, Ron's condition had obviously been treated, so only some red marks could be seen.

After realizing what Ron had been through today, Zuo Si instantly refreshed his understanding of Snape's partiality and complimented him against his will: "You really worry about Harry Potter..."

"Of course! I'm willing to do anything to make this silly boy as good as his mother and not like that arrogant, conceited, annoying and arrogant father."

As he said this, a very serious expression appeared on Snape's face.

You don't need to ask to know that he is absolutely serious about this matter, and he doesn't just want to fool around.

"It's so touching. If Harry Potter knew the truth one day, he would be grateful to you for everything you have done for him (of course, he might also want to strangle you to death)."

At this moment, Zuo Si fully demonstrated his high emotional intelligence and did not expose the beautiful fantasy that the other party had woven for him.

Because based on his understanding of the savior, the latter might accept Dumbledore's patient guidance, but would never accept Snape's behavior of forcibly changing the trajectory of his life.

If nothing unexpected happens, after Lily marries Snape and forms a new family, a wonderful family ethics drama will inevitably be staged.

"I don't care if Potter is grateful or not, because this is all for Lily."

At the mention of his beloved's name, Snape's eyes instantly softened.

Due to his previous frustration, although he was a master of potions, he rarely took on jobs that required him to make high-level potions.

But now, in order to provide Lily and their future children with a better and more superior life, he has become a complete workaholic like many married family-oriented men.

He would take all kinds of orders almost every time he had free time, and would hand over all the money he earned.

Zuo Si was speechless after being fed with dog food for no reason. He quickly stood up and walked away from this middle-aged man who showed off his happy life whenever he got the chance.

And so, for the next few days, everything in Hogwarts seemed very peaceful.

Of course, in addition to Lockhart, who was psychologically traumatized by the game and is no longer as confident as before, he is always evasive in class and is often teased by daring students like George and Fred. There is also Ron, who starts the game in hell difficulty and is targeted by Snape every now and then.

However, Zuo Si noticed that Lockhart's mental state began to become strange over time, and he often became dazed or lost consciousness for a short period of time.

Needless to say, this change was definitely the result of Voldemort's Horcrux draining a large amount of vitality.

After a period of time, his consciousness may be quietly replaced by the other party and slowly control his body.

But what he didn't understand was how the Horcrux, as a torn piece of soul, could do this?

Also, why is it necessary to kill to create a Horcrux? Does the process of creating a Horcrux also require the extraction of life energy from the victim? Or does it require the seizure of a part of the other person's soul to strengthen and stabilize this small piece of soul fragment?

Since Dumbledore hid the book on how to create souls in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts, Zuo Si had no idea about the specific production methods and principles of Horcruxes and could only rely on guesswork.

The only thing to be thankful for is that as Lockhart becomes more and more corrupted, the Voldemort from his student days will one day be completely resurrected.

At that time, he only needs to knock the other party down, and then he can naturally get the knowledge he wants through interrogation and torture. By the way, he can also make some interesting experiments by utilizing waste.

In Zuo Si's eyes, Voldemort in his student days was simply an excellent experimental subject, both in soul and body.

But before that, he had one very important thing to do, which was to go to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic and reach some cooperation agreements with the current Minister of Magic, Fudge, and the ambitious Umbridge.

Since Hogwarts is a typical full-time boarding school, groups of students can be seen in the corridors, halls and common rooms in the castle, as well as in the playground and woods outside on Saturdays and Sundays when there are no classes.

Among them, lower grade students often use this time to explore and look for secrets hidden in unknown corners.

The senior students tend to pair up in pairs, hiding in secluded places and doing intimate acts that are popular among couples.

The professors basically turned a blind eye to this and would not intervene as long as no one was killed.

The reason is simple! A quick survey of wizard couples in the British wizarding world will show that most of them met and established relationships at school, and then got married and started a family after working for a few years after graduation.

This means that Hogwarts is not only the largest magic school in the UK, but also the largest matchmaking agency, shouldering the sacred responsibility of continuing the wizarding bloodline.

You know, there are not many wizards to begin with, so every newborn is something to be happy about.

Even if it is for the purpose of increasing the population, they will not do such things as breaking up a couple.

When Zuo Si and Hermione were walking through a bush, they inadvertently saw several disheveled "seniors" hugging each other and making some strange noises.

These sounds made the girl, who had no experience in this regard, feel extremely shy and uncomfortable. She kept her head down from beginning to end, with an obvious blush on her face.

Because she usually stayed in the dormitory, classroom, laboratory and library, she had no idea that there was such an outrageous place in the woods outside the castle. The scenes were comparable to those restricted movies that her parents hid and watched secretly after she fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Among them were several Gryffindors, whom she had seen in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Advanced Class.

Just when Hermione's mind was full of random thoughts, Zuo Si suddenly stopped and said with a forced smile, "Okay, let's just drop you off here. Beyond that is the coverage of Hogwarts' huge magic barrier."

"How long do you plan to be gone this time?" the girl finally raised her head and asked.

"Two days at most. I'll be back before Monday. Remember to help me take care of the cubs of the magical animals in the laboratory, but be careful not to feed them too much food just because they are acting cute. Thunderbirds and Nundu leopard cubs are especially dangerous. You need to avoid contact with them as much as possible. If you encounter difficulties, go to Hagrid. He is very experienced in dealing with these dangerous creatures."

Zuo Si gave repeated instructions before leaving.

Although he had obtained authorization from the Ministry of Magic from Fudge, and even raising a dragon was not illegal, the danger did not disappear.

Of all the magical animals currently being kept, the Nundu leopard cub is undoubtedly the most terrifying.

When this beast, native to East Africa, reaches adulthood, it can spew out gases containing highly toxic substances and magical pathogens from its huge venom sac, which can kill all living things in a village within seconds.

It is said that it takes nearly a hundred wizards to subdue it.

In comparison, a fire dragon that only requires a dozen wizards to control is like a docile little lizard.

Although the young Nongdu leopard is only the size of a golden retriever, it is kept in a special cage.

But if it gets out, the damage it can cause to the students will definitely be much more terrifying than that of the basilisk in the secret room.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of them." Hermione assured without hesitation.

"In that case, I'm relieved. Finally, I wish you a happy weekend."

After saying that, Zuo Si opened his arms and gave the girl a brief hug. Then he turned around, crossed the magic barrier of Hogwarts, and picked up a bracelet that was placed very conspicuously on the ground.

The next second...

He was carried away by the bracelet and disappeared on the spot.

Obviously, it was not a bracelet at all, but a "portkey" with a magic spell on it.

Since any space-transformation magic cannot take effect within the magical boundary of Hogwarts Castle, the people from the Ministry of Magic can only place it here.

Looking at the empty lawn in front of her, Hermione stood there and savored the remaining warmth in her arms and the unique smell emanating from Zuo Si. Then she took a deep breath to calm her restless heart, bent down, touched the civet cat's head and said, "Let's go, Bastet, we still have a lot of work to do today."

“Meow——”

The civet cat undoubtedly has a very high IQ and immediately responded to its owner with a very gentle cry.

As for the name "Bastet", it naturally comes from the cat goddess in ancient Egyptian mythology.

"So good! Sometimes I really doubt whether you have become a human being, just like the protagonist of "Eric the Dog." The girl said to her pet with a smile.

The civet cat undoubtedly understood what its owner said, and immediately shook its head and meowed, using the simplest and most understandable way to indicate that it was not a human at all.

Strictly speaking, it should be referred to as the spirit of nature by the druids or shamans of the continent of Faerun.

It is after the death of those animals that have lived long enough and developed intelligence that their souls, under the favor of natural forces, are eventually promoted to another eternal life form.

However, unlike those nature spirits that live freely in uninhabited forests, mountains and wilderness, Bastet was captured by a powerful wizard and transformed into a semi-corporeal summoned creature with extremely high obedience.

Whoever holds this statue will automatically pledge allegiance to it.

Although Hermione also learned this fact from Zuo Si, she still prefers to believe in her heart that her pet is an individual with independent consciousness and thinking ability, so she is willing to spend some time to communicate with it emotionally, and even play some intellectual games like chess and cards.

The civet cat seemed to sense the girl's intentions and was no longer simply following orders as it did at the beginning. Instead, it was very willing to interact with her.

某些藏在心里不方便告诉父母和左思内的心里话,赫敏也会在没人的时候向巴斯苔特倾诉。

因为灵猫足够聪明,能够理解她表达的意思,但又不会说话,无法把听到的内容告诉任何人。

……

与此同时,远在位于伦敦市中心地下的英国魔法部。

刚刚通过门钥匙传送过来的左思,正扶着墙喝下一杯由工作人员递过来的柠檬水,尝试着缓解那种粗暴传送带起来的强烈眩晕感。

他总算是明白,为什么许多人一听到“门钥匙”这个词,立刻就会脸色煞白闻之色变了。

与幻影移形之类会受到施法者操控的传送咒语不同,“门钥匙”本质上是一种由别人施展的定向传送魔法。

即用最快速、最便捷的方式将一个人从A点移动到B点,从发明之初就没有考虑过舒适性的问题。

如果把幻影移形比喻成行驶在平整公路上的轿车,那么门钥匙就是行驶在野外凹凸不平路面上急速奔驰的越野车或者重型卡车,而且不是坐在驾驶室内,而是坐在后拖斗上,不把你脑浆摇匀了不算完。

幸亏左思的体质属性早就已经是非人类,否则换个体质不好的这会儿已经趴在地上开始干呕了。

“欢迎来到魔法部!要知道我可是满怀期待等了你好几天呢。”

福吉几乎在第一时间从办公室跑了过来,满是皱纹的老脸上挂着和蔼可亲的笑容。

随着第一例人类复活实验的成功,让他彻底意识到第二颗魔法石所拥有的巨大潜力。

别的不说,光是让上一次巫师战争中的遇难者复活这一点,就能让魔法界的无数人为之疯狂。

无论是麻瓜或是纯血出身的巫师,还是那些纯血派的古老家族,都会为了复活自己死去的朋友、爱人、兄弟姐妹、父母和子女而疯狂巴结自己。

在这种汹涌而来的民意支持下,即便是邓布利多想要销毁魔法石,然后从自己这里夺走权利,也得好好考虑一下后果。

最重要的是,福吉非常喜欢左思表现出来的醉心研究,对权力不是很感兴趣的态度。

更何况他还主动提议把魔法石交给魔法部来保管。

众多因素加在一起,让福吉恨不能从自己孙女中挑选出一个年轻漂亮的跟左思联姻,从而获得一个强大且潜力无穷的政治盟友。

但遗憾的是,他的孙子的确有好几个,但孙女却少得可怜,并且相貌和品行也都不怎么样。

“非常感谢您的邀请,要知道我可是早就想要来魔法部,尤其是神秘事物司参观一番。但有件事情我必须要说,那就是下次能麻烦别用门钥匙吗?虽然我不知道这个咒语最初发明的用意是什么,但用来传送活人简直就是在犯罪。”

左思语气中充满了对于门钥匙这种魔法物品的怨念。

福吉听到这番抱怨立刻忍不住大笑起来:“哈哈哈哈!我完全同意! 或者说,任何一个尝试过使用门钥匙进行传送的人都会得出跟你一样的结论。

但问题是,你还没有到考取幻影移形执照的年龄,魔法部为了安全起见又禁止了飞路粉,所以暂时只能使用门钥匙。

当然,如果你喜欢骑着扫帚大半夜飞上几个小时也无所谓。”

“部长阁下,我认为也许可以给索斯颁发一个临时许可证。毕竟特殊情况特殊对待,天才与普通人最大的不同就在于,他们的才华并不会受到年龄限制。”乌姆里奇赶忙站出来插了一嘴。

“颁发一个临时许可证?”福吉摸着下巴思索着这件事情的可行性。

毕竟身为魔法部长,他可是有非常多特权的。

唯一的问题是,这样做是否会引发内部议会的反对声浪。

乌姆里奇无疑非常了解这位顶头上司优柔寡断的性格,立刻凑上前在其耳边小声嘀咕了一阵。

最终在她的劝说下,福吉立马承诺道:“稍微给我几天时间,下个星期你就会收到一张可以在英国范围内使用幻影移形的临时许可证。”

“感谢您的慷慨,我会记住这份人情的。当然,还有您,乌姆里奇女士。”左思优雅的欠了欠身。

“呵呵,不必客气。毕竟你已经为魔法界做出了如此多的贡献,魔法部适当的予以回馈也是理所当然的事情。”乌姆里奇翘起嘴角露出得意的笑容。

不用问也知道,她刚才的所作所为都是故意展示自己有能力操控眼前这位魔法部长。

简单的寒暄过后,一行人很快在福吉带领下走进了整个魔法部保密级别最高的神秘事物司。

借助一台升降梯来到更深处的地下,首先映入眼帘的是一道简陋且朴素的黑色大门,穿过大门后看到的是圆形的黑色房间。

不过左思注意到,不管是身后的大门还是脚下的房间,墙壁内部都密密麻麻布满了数以百计的防护咒语效果。

其威力之强,甚至远在霍格沃茨的城堡之上。

在黑色屋子的墙壁上,可以看到十二个没有任何标记、也没有把手和装饰的大门。

光凭肉眼根本无法进行区分。

每当有人进来,墙壁都会迅速旋转,使其根本无法通过记住位置的方式将其分清楚。

一些散发着微弱蓝色光芒的蜡烛在不停的燃烧,提供了微弱的光线。

至于脚下的地面,则像是一汪黑色的潭水,仿佛要将所有人吞没。

不过魔法部的人显然有某种办法区分这些门。

福吉更是毫不犹豫带头直接走进了最右侧的通道。

当跨过门槛的刹那,左思瞬间感觉到自己被从一个空间传送到了另外一个空间。

短暂的失去方向感之后,他发现一行人已经身处在一个装满各种动物的巨大椭圆形房间内。

在房间中心的台子上,赫然摆放着第二颗魔法石,以及用来盛装它的盒子。

“啊!部长先生,您终于来了。如果我没猜错的话,这位应该就是魔法石和魔法水银的创造者了。”

个子矮小的负责人赶忙跑过来,用一种近乎崇拜的眼神盯着左思。

毕竟生与死的界限可是比时间魔法更加神秘且让人捉摸不透的东西。

可随着死而复活实验的成功,让他看到了窥探死后世界奥秘的机会。

“这位是……”

左思显然并不是认识对方,所以把目光投向了身边的福吉。

可还没等后者来得及开口说话,乌姆里奇就立刻抢着回答道:“这位是赫尔曼教授,第一个提出幽灵假说论的人。他对于灵魂和死亡都有非常深入的研究,甚至发明了不少可以对幽灵产生作用的咒语。”

“啊!原来是赫尔曼教授,我读过您在预言家日报上发表的论文和观点,其中有些给了我非常深刻的启发。十分荣幸能够见到您。”左思主动伸出右手与对方握了握。

对待这些专业性极强的人才他向来十分尊敬,哪怕对方的研究方向极有可能是错误的。

“不,不,不,应该说荣幸的是我才对。你划时代的伟大发明第一次打破了生与死的界限!让我窥探到了死后灵魂所要前往的地方。只可惜,魔法石内所能存储的魔法水银数量太少了,补充起来也十分的麻烦,并且一旦暴露在空气中二十四小时就会彻底挥发。”

赫尔曼教授一股脑把实验中遇到的问题全部说了出来。

很显然,他希望从魔法石的创造者这里得到一些解决方案或是建议。

可左思却笑着摇了摇头:“抱歉,教授,在这方面我可能帮不了你。

因为魔法水银是高度凝结的魔力与生命力,如果保管不当很容易挥发或者与其他东西产生反应。

也正因为如此,它才能让一具尸体乃至骸骨恢复如初,并且唤回死者的灵魂。

除了魔法石本身之外,我只知道一些蕴含魔力的水晶和几种特殊宝石塑造的容器可以稍微延长一点保存时间。”

“蕴含魔力的水晶和宝石塑造的容器?太棒了!感谢你的提醒,我总算是有点头绪了。”

赫尔曼教授顿时如获至宝,并且在接下来的十几分钟时间内,向左思展示了自己这段时间进行的实验数据,还有奥古斯特·卢克伍德被杀死复活出现的各种反应。

对于这种纯粹学术方面的交流,自然非常符合左思的胃口,

两人聊着聊着就把包括福吉在内的一大票人抛之脑后,从最初的复活过程到幽灵跟普通灵魂之间的差异进行了充分探讨。

要知道英语最令人病垢的就是其复杂众多的专业词汇。

如果不是相关从业人员,普通人可能一辈子都没听说过这些单词,更不用提认识并理解其中的意思了。

在麻瓜们的世界是如此,在魔法界也依然是如此。

In order to communicate better, Zuo Si and Professor Hermann even began to use French and Latin in some places where ambiguity might arise.

This behavior resulted in Fudge, Umbridge and other Ministry of Magic bureaucrats nearby not being able to understand what the two were talking about. They could only stare at each other and nod in agreement, pretending that they understood.

Otherwise, if people found out that I couldn't understand anything, it would be so embarrassing if the news got out.

From this point alone, it can be seen that the fine traditions of the bureaucrats of the Great Ying Empire have also left a deep imprint on the wizards.

Fortunately, Zuo Si noticed the embarrassment of Fudge and others in time. After learning the information he wanted, he quickly ended the communication with Professor Herman and exchanged addresses for future contact through letters.

After doing all this, he immediately said with a smile: "Mr. Minister, it seems that the Ministry of Magic has begun to try to resurrect those who have died. Now I want to know, how do you intend to define this matter at the legal and ethical level?"

moment!

Fudge's face turned serious, and he responded in the most cautious tone possible: "I am discussing with other members of Parliament and plan to formulate a corresponding law to restrict the act of resurrecting the dead.

But don't worry, we will never resurrect the Death Eaters and bad guys who have caused great damage to the British wizarding world.

On the contrary, we want to revive the heroes who served with distinction and sacrificed their lives in the last war."

"So... you mean that the Ministry of Magic will conduct a semi-public resurrection in the near future?" Zuo Si keenly grasped the key point.

"That's right! We already have a candidate, if you have no objection."

Umbridge quickly handed over a piece of parchment with names and information on it.

Zuo Si opened it and took a look, and found that the name on it was Gideon Prewett.

If I remember correctly, this person is Molly Weasley's brother, Ron and the Weasley twins' uncle. He once joined the Order of the Phoenix during the First Wizarding War and fought against Voldemort's minions.

It is said that he and his brother Fabian Prewett teamed up to fight against five powerful Death Eaters, fighting and retreating, but were eventually defeated and killed on the spot because they were outnumbered.

Obviously, the Ministry of Magic chose such a well-known tragic hero to resurrect in order to establish a more fair image.

And although the Prewett family cannot compare with those pure-bloods that have been passed down for thousands of years, they are also quite powerful in the wizarding world.

Even though Molly has been living a somewhat tight life since marrying Arthur, she always gives people the impression that she is very poor.

But in fact, the families behind this couple are quite wealthy.

Zuo Si dared to bet that the Prewett family must have used many connections and donated a large sum of money to the Ministry of Magic before they finally succeeded in winning this precious first spot.

Thinking of this, he immediately responded: "I have no opinion on the selection. But there is a small problem that you may not have noticed."

"Oh? What is it!" Fudge showed a curious look on his face.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully, "It's memory! According to several experiments I conducted privately, as the time of death increases, the resurrected person will have varying degrees of amnesia. Considering that it has been ten years since the last wizard war, Gideon Prewett may forget who he is after his resurrection, and may not even recognize his friends and relatives."

"You...you resurrected a dead person? Who is he?" Professor Hermann's tone suddenly became excited.

"I'm sorry, in order to protect the privacy of the person involved, I'm not in a position to reveal his name right now. But after the Ministry of Magic enacts the corresponding laws, the mystery should be solved soon. Please rest assured, those I resurrected are innocent victims, not some vicious people." Zuo Si gave a solemn assurance.

"Amnesia? It seems I need to inform the Prewett family so that they can be mentally prepared." Fudge frowned subconsciously.

After all, he received a large sum of "benefits" from the other party.

"Sir, it would be better for you to go there in person. Just leave this to me." Umbridge immediately jumped out and volunteered.

Just now, this ambitious woman was still trying to find an excuse to get Fudge away, but just as she was about to fall asleep, someone brought her a pillow.

Finally, after being persuaded by this subordinate with a huge rebellious mind, the Minister of Magic actually left.

After Fudge left the Ministry of Magic completely, Umbridge took Zuo Si into another room - the Time Hall without saying a word.

At a glance here, whether it is the ceiling above, the ground under your feet, or the walls around, they are all densely packed and reflected with clocks and hourglasses of all sizes.

Both the pointer and the dial emit a dazzling light like diamonds, making people feel as if they are in a fantasy world.

The ticking sound kept echoing in my ears, and occasionally I could see a hummingbird flying out of one clock, diving into another clock, and degenerating into an egg at the same time.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a place where the turbulent flows of time converge.

Crazy wizards superimposed the "time reversal spell" to form a space similar to a barrier.

Everything in this space is not affected by the external timeline.

Likewise, the chaotic time inside will not affect the outside world.

"What an incredible magical place..." Zuo Si raised his head and exclaimed with shining eyes.

"Do you like it here?" Umbridge asked in an uncertain tone.

Because in her opinion, the Time Hall was the strangest, most puzzling and terrifying place in the entire Department of Mysteries.

Except for Professor Crocker, who has devoted his entire life to research, no one would be willing to stay in a room for a long time where accidents could happen at any time.

What's more, even Professor Crocker couldn't endure such an environment for long.

Once he realizes that he has mental problems, he will immediately stop his research and return to the normal world to rest for a while.

"Like? No, my feelings for this room are not as simple as liking it. It's because through those clocks and hourglasses, I can see the beauty of time flowing behind them. Because mastering time means mastering the key to the past and the future, and mastering the secret of eternity and immortality. Moreover, it is almost impossible to eavesdrop in any way here. You can just say whatever you want to say."

After saying this, Zuo Si retracted his gaze and turned to look at the old woman who always wore tender pink clothes, intending to hear what price the other party could offer.

(End of this chapter)


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