Chapter 297: The resurrection that almost caused a riot (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)


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The cold rain hit the windows like bullets day and night, making crackling sounds that were annoying and distracting.

Many students caught colds due to being caught in the rain, and they all ran to the infirmary to ask Madam Pomfrey to prescribe some medicine to relieve their uncomfortable symptoms.

In just a few days, a magic potion called "Chili Potion" quickly spread to all grades.

Anyone who drinks this potion will immediately feel hot all over, and smoke will continuously come out of their ears, dispelling the cold as quickly as possible and warming the drinker from head to toe.

Even if you don't have a cold, having a drink in this awful weather can be a pretty good experience.

The only downside is the spicy taste and the strong irritation it brings to the mouth and throat.

Of course, for some people who like spicy food, this is actually an advantage.

As usual, Ron got up early while everyone else was still asleep, quickly went to the hall to eat something, then drank a portion of "chili potion", and cast a waterproof spell on himself, intending to wait for Snape to find him to do the dirty and tiring work.

Since the conversation that night, he has adjusted his mindset and started to view this targeting as extra exercise.

With a lot of practice at work, the proficiency of many commonly used spells is increasing rapidly.

If he continues to develop at this rate, by the end of this semester, he will be able to reach the level of a fifth grader, not to mention a fourth grader.

After all, when it comes to things like spells, apart from magic power and talent, the most important thing is a lot of repetitive and boring training.

Due to the nature of young people being active and always curious about new things, it is difficult for ordinary students to calm down and practice one or even a few spells. Instead, they prefer to learn more spells to increase the number first.

Little do we know that with this attitude of only seeking to know but not to achieve perfection, the more we learn now, the more we will forget after graduation.

But Ron, with the help of Snape's targeted punishment, was lucky enough to practice several of his commonly used spells at work to a level far beyond his peers.

If he were thrown onto the dueling stage together with Master Malfoy now, the latter would probably be knocked down within seconds.

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Ron always felt that the new wand given to him by Zuo Si seemed to be easier to use, and the speed and power of many spells were significantly improved than before.

But what surprised him was that Snape seemed to appear much later today than yesterday.

Seeing that the time had almost come to seven o'clock, many students struggled to get out of their warm beds and join the breakfast crowd, but there was still no sign of the Potions professor.

Are you going to let me go?

Or did he catch a cold from the cold rain? Unlike Harry Potter, who had a complex love-hate relationship with Snape, Ron only had naked and undisguised disgust for Snape, so he never minded speculating from the most malicious angle.

But soon, he noticed that Snape was not sick, but was talking in a low voice with Zuo Si outside.

About a few minutes later, his parents appeared in the school led by Professor McGonagall.

Especially the mother Molly, she looked very nervous and excited, with tears even in her eyes.

Father Arthur kept comforting him.

It looks like something happened at home...

Could it be that an elderly relative had passed away?

No! That's not right!

If a relative has passed away, there is no need to come to school.

Just as Ron was guessing wildly, he saw Headmaster Dumbledore walking over from a distance with a tired look on his face and made a gesture. Then walked out of the castle together until everyone they completely disappeared from sight.

Just when Ron was about to chase out to find out what was going on, he suddenly saw Hermione, who looked sleepy, walking down the stairs with the cat with strange eyes in her arms.

"morning!"

The girl greeted him as usual, then picked up a glass of milk as usual.

As he entered his second growth period, Zuo Si's height was increasing at a very fast rate, and he was already half a head taller than her.

Therefore, whether it was to be taller or bigger, the girl forced herself to develop the good habit of drinking milk.

Not only do I drink one or two cups every morning, but I also drink one or two cups before going to bed at night.

"Good morning. By the way, do you know what South is busy with recently? I just saw him with Snape, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and my parents. It seemed that he was heading out of the castle." Ron took the opportunity to ask.

"Um?!"

Hermione shuddered when she heard these words, and her sleepiness disappeared instantly.

There is no doubt that she was one of the very few students who knew the true function of the second Philosopher's Stone. She had also heard Zuo Si mention the Ministry of Magic's resurrection of the dead.

The girl was undoubtedly very curious and interested in this miraculous resurrection.

Although she did not have relatives or friends who she wanted to resurrect like others, and had never seen true death since she was a child (she could not see the Thestrals), she knew what kind of drastic impact and changes this magic could bring to the entire magical world.

Unless it is a natural death due to the end of life, who doesn't want their loved ones and friends to be by their side forever?

Thinking of this, Hermione took a deep breath and responded, "I do know a little, but it's not convenient for me to tell you. But if you are interested in this, you can pay attention to tomorrow's Daily Prophet."

"The Daily Prophet? Could it be that Soth has come up with another amazing invention?" Ron widened his eyes in surprise.

"Sorry, it's a secret."

Hermione raised the corners of her mouth and blinked playfully, then tilted her head back to drink the milk in the cup and began to concentrate on eating her breakfast.

After all, when Zuo Si was not at school, she not only had to go to class, but also had to take care of the magical creatures in the laboratory that were growing bigger and bigger.

If you don't eat enough, you'll be exhausted just from feeding these dangerous little creatures.

The Nongdu leopard in particular, after a month of development, now looks like a strong calf.

Although his temper had become less violent and aggressive under Zuo Si's training, he was still quite naughty and active, and liked to tease people who came to feed him.

Several times when the girl was feeding this guy, she was ambushed or knocked down by him.

In comparison, the Thunderbird seems relatively docile.

Although he often creates small-scale lightning storms in the cages in the laboratory that are cast with the Traceless Stretching Charm, he basically won't tease the people who feed him.

In short, as she spent more and more time with these magical animals, Hermione had begun to gradually understand why Hagrid liked big, ferocious monsters.

The reason is simple! When these beasts, which are extremely dangerous in the eyes of outsiders, are as obedient as pets in front of you, the satisfaction you feel is simply indescribable.

In fact, ever since the gamekeeper Hagrid learned that Zuo Si had raised a number of very dangerous magical creatures, he would come to visit these so-called "little cuties" almost every three to five days with a bunch of food.

Even though his fingers were bitten several times and he was almost seriously injured by the terrible poison, he didn't show any sign of getting angry.

I guess when these cubs grow up a little, the laboratory will completely become "Hagrid's Happy House".

Just as a new day at Hogwarts was about to begin, Lockhart, who had been hiding in his office for several days without going out, with a face as pale and decadent as a vampire, was now facing the faucet in the women's bathroom, opening his mouth and making a creepy hissing sound from his throat.

soon!

The snake-like symbol on the faucet quickly seemed to come alive, releasing transformation magic in all directions at an extremely fast speed, and finally opened an entrance to a pipe leading deep underground.

Without any hesitation!

This man, who was usually timid, cast a spell on himself, then jumped down with a leap, and quickly moved through the intricate pipes.

After about a few minutes, they arrived at the secret room deepest under the castle.

"Lumos!"

Harold whispered a spell, his eyes flashing with a cold light that was completely different from before.

Obviously, the one controlling this body at this moment is not himself, but Voldemort's Horcrux that has awakened and resurrected from the diary.

Through his conversation with Harold, he easily broke down the other party's psychological defenses and made the liar confess everything he knew.

In particular, the envy, jealousy and hatred towards Zuo Si made the young Dark Lord very curious.

Because he was an absolute genius when he was a student. He was not only good at figuring out and winning people's hearts, but also deceived the professors.

But after hearing what Zuo Si did after entering the magical world, he immediately felt that he was completely outdone.

In order to confirm the authenticity, Tom Riddle also specially consulted a large number of newspapers and magazines from last year, and found that there was not the slightest exaggeration.

The magic scrolls and spell storage technology were so shocking and unbelievable that even he, an extremely proud and conceited man, felt shocked and unbelievable.

According to the theory described in the book, as long as you fully master this technology, you can create a large number of scrolls and magic storage items.

At that time, the way wizards fight will gradually evolve from competing in the number, power and proficiency of spells to competing for who has stronger financial resources.

In fact, there is already a trend in this regard in the magic world.

The Ministries of Magic in several countries have begun equipping their Aurors with dual wands and staff rings, as well as a belt that can hold twenty-four scrolls.

When fighting against criminals and dark wizards, often just a round of fierce spell bombardment is enough to make them surrender.

Of course, if Aurors, who are part of the law enforcement department, can do this, then dark wizards will certainly not be left behind.

Several well-known dark wizard gangs in Europe used almost the same method and robbed several teams that were transporting funds from Gringotts.

It is said that the cash that was stolen alone amounted to three to four million gold galleons, not to mention the large number of priceless treasures that had just been unearthed from ancient ruins.

However, what the Dark Lord valued most was Zuo Si's successful creation of the second Philosopher's Stone in recorded wizard history.

You have to know that before this, only Nicolas Flamel had achieved this.

As for him, although he had a very high level of alchemy and had tried to make the Philosopher's Stone, he failed in the end without exception.

It is for this reason that Tom Riddle took a special interest in the talents displayed by Zuo Si.

Especially since the other party has the blood of Dumbledore's family and was thrown into Slytherin College by the Sorting Hat, it is simply the best gift God has given to him to regroup.

As long as we can recruit this person, it won't take long for us to make a comeback.

This time, his goal will not only be limited to the small British Isles, but to rule the whole of Europe and even the world.

Thinking of this, the young Dark Lord came to the huge statue and said in a snake language that sounded like a hissing sound: "Wake up! My servant! The successor of the Chamber of Secrets is back! Now, I ask you to obey orders according to the contract..."

As the last word came out of the mouth, an extremely huge snake monster slowly crawled out of the statue's mouth.

Its body is so big that it can easily swallow a horse with its bloody mouth wide open.

"Hiss... Servant... Waiting for the call... Obey the orders of the successor of the Chamber of Secrets..."

The basilisk also let out a terrifying roar from its mouth.

After dormant in this dark place for decades, it is now very hungry and desperately wants to swallow something to satisfy its appetite.

Soon, Tom Riddle controlled the basilisk to follow the castle's extensive sewer pipes and began to search for the first lone victim.

Because he knew that what both he and the basilisk that had been dormant for a long time needed most urgently was to restore their strength.

Only in this way could he force Zuo Si to submit to him through his powerful force.

But the young Dark Lord didn't know that in fact, another self of his had already had a brief exchange and discussion with Zuo Si last semester.

As for the result...

Anyway, after the fight he never dared to cause trouble again.

Unfortunately, young Tom Riddle did not know this and was confident in his own strength and wisdom.

After all, he was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets himself and eventually framed Hagrid for it, but he did it so flawlessly that even Dumbledore, who had strong doubts about it, couldn't find any clues.

So this time I am confident that I can replicate my previous success.

At that time, as long as the whole thing is blamed on Zuo Si and he is sent to Azkaban for a few days, he will naturally hate Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic.

If I help him escape from prison by pretending to be his savior, I will naturally gain his loyalty.

It has to be said that when he was young, Voldemort was quite good at calculating people's hearts and human nature.

If it were an ordinary student, he might really be fooled by this trick.

But the problem is that Zuo Si had long been shaped into a person who was extremely good at conspiracy and intrigue in a dangerous and complex environment, and he was well aware of the secret room and the basilisk.

Besides, he probably gave the diary to Harold, so how could he be deceived?

Tom Riddle had no idea that even he himself was just a test subject in Zuo Si's eyes.

At the same time, far underground in central London, in the British Ministry of Magic.

Dozens of representatives from major families and senior officials from the Ministry of Magic were gathered around a tattered coffin that had just been dug out from a cemetery and was filled with wet mud both on the surface and inside.

Next to the coffin, there was a human skeleton that had just been put together.

Minister of Magic Fudge's expression was particularly solemn and dignified today, and he took the initiative to say: "Everyone, I think you should all be very clear about what we are going to do today.

Yes, the Ministry of Magic now has the ability to resurrect the dead, and its source is the second Philosopher's Stone created by Soth not long ago.

So before the ceremony begins, I hope everyone can give it a round of applause.

Because without him, there would be no miraculous resurrection from the dead."

As soon as the words fell!

Whether it was the pure-blood families with arrogant expressions on their faces, or the half-blood and Muggle-born wizards, they all chose to clap and agree almost at the same time, and cast their eyes on the young figure with black hair and black eyes not far away.

"Mr. Minister, you are too kind. This is all due to the Ministry of Magic and your good leadership. Without the support of those policies, I would not have achieved what I have today."

As always, Zuo Si gave enough face to old Fudge and the bureaucrats behind him.

Because he knew too well what these guys wanted to hear from his mouth, and then publish these words through newspapers and other media as a kind of "political achievement."

moment!

Fudge's wrinkled old face blossomed like a chrysanthemum, and the title "I am the greatest minister in the British wizarding world" was just short of being written on his forehead.

As for subordinates like Umbridge, they all puffed out their chests, acting as if they also had a share of the credit.

Simply put, this semi-public resurrection ceremony, in addition to proving to those wealthy and powerful families that "resurrection from the dead" is real, also has another function of showcasing the great achievements made by the Ministry of Magic under Fudge's leadership.

As a gold medal reporter of the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter was not only invited to attend, but also obtained a very front position. She was staring at the skeleton with wide eyes, intending to witness the birth of a miracle with her own eyes.

She knew very well that if today's resurrection ceremony was truly successful, fame, wealth, power, and a high social status would follow.

The master that one secretly serves will inevitably become the most transcendent existence in the entire magical world.

For a moment, Rita Skeeter, who had originally chosen to surrender out of fear, actually had a slight change in her mentality.

After all, Zuo Si is not like Voldemort, who relies entirely on death and fear to control his subordinates. Instead, he will give them enough benefits as long as they work diligently.

In this way, even if it is forced at the beginning, it will gradually become part of a huge community of interests as time goes by.

In relationships between people, having common interests is often much stronger than family, friendship, and love.

"Hahahaha! Look at how humble the rising star and genius of our British wizarding world is. Who wouldn't like a young man like this?"

Obviously, he was announced to the old man who posed the greatest threat to his status and power that he was the current Minister of Magic, and at the same time letting the guests know that Zuo Si was on his side.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore ignored Fudge and stared at the Philosopher's Stone in Professor Hermann's hand and the magical mercury flowing inside.

Seeing that Dumbledore ignored him, Fudge's eyes flashed with a hint of strong dissatisfaction, but he did not show it. Instead, he raised his hand to indicate that he could start resurrecting the skeleton.

Having obtained permission, Professor Hermann excitedly extracted one portion of glowing magic mercury from the Philosopher's Stone and injected it into the healing potion and stirred it thoroughly.

After a while, everyone present saw wisps of white smoke coming out of the medicine bottle.

These are the visual effects created by the magic mercury evaporating into the air.

As a highly unstable energy polymer, this solution can react with almost any substance or energy, so once it is taken out, it must be used quickly.

Professor Hermann, who had conducted countless experiments, naturally could not be unaware of this.

After stirring thoroughly, he immediately began to wave his wand to control the mixed solution and sprinkle it on the skeleton.

In less than a dozen seconds, a large amount of muscles, blood vessels and complex neural networks began to grow on the surface of the skeleton.

Such an incredible change made everyone present who saw this scene for the first time gasp.

When the facial repair was completed, revealing a face that was familiar to many people, Molly could no longer contain her excitement and burst into tears.

Because this person is her brother whom she misses day and night - Gideon Prewett.

Equally excited were many members of the Prewett family and their comrades who had joined the Order of the Phoenix and fought side by side with the Death Eaters. When the skeleton completely turned into a human being and the heart began to beat visibly, the atmosphere finally reached its climax.

Gideon Prewett's body twitched violently for a moment, then he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the platform. He subconsciously grabbed a sheet to cover his lower body, and then asked in horror, "Who... who am I? Why am I here? Who are you?"

"Gideon! It's me! I'm Molly! Your sister!"

Mrs. Weasley was the first to rush forward and hug her brother tightly.

With her leading the way, the rest of those who were on good terms with Gideon also rushed forward and surrounded him, kissing his forehead or cheek, and saying all kinds of things to him.

Finally, Professor Herman couldn't stand it anymore, and used all his strength to pull these overly excited guys away one by one, shouting at the top of his voice: "Make way! Make way! He has just been resurrected, and his memory has not yet recovered. He doesn't even remember who you are. Don't scare him."

But unfortunately, how could Professor Hermann alone handle so many relatives and friends who are out of control of their emotions?

You should know that the greatest feature of magic in this world is that its power can be affected by emotions. Therefore, wizards' emotions are often richer and more impulsive than ordinary people.

When that energy comes up, even Dumbledore may not be able to stop it.

As a result, this carefully prepared resurrection ceremony eventually turned into a family reunion meeting between the Weasley family and the Prewett family.

After a group of people patiently explained the story, Gideon, who had just returned from the world of death, finally understood roughly what was going on.

But what really gave Fudge a headache was that after Gideon was successfully resurrected, the Prewett family was not satisfied and wanted to take this opportunity to resurrect another Fabian.

Because of this incident, the scene quickly became chaotic.

After all, any discerning person can see that the amount of mercury in the Philosopher's Stone is limited. Why should your Prewett family seize so many resources?

Especially the pure-blood families who had accumulated astonishing wealth over hundreds or even thousands of years, immediately formed an offensive and defensive alliance in a very short period of time, and also wanted to force Fudge to keep the remaining places for themselves.

Seeing that the situation was beginning to get out of control, Dumbledore, who had remained silent, finally coughed loudly, walked slowly to the center of the room, snatched the Philosopher's Stone from Professor Hermann, and threw it to Zuo Si, who was sitting aside watching the show.

"This is the trouble you caused, so it's up to you to find a way to calm it down."

"I?"

Zuo Si was slightly stunned, but soon shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.

"No problem, it's a piece of cake.

First of all, I want to tell you that magic mercury is not limited, but can be transformed through some methods.

The simplest way is to kill those creatures with magical powers within its range of influence, which can be magical animals or dark wizards.

So I suggest that if anyone wants to resurrect someone, it is best to let them capture a sufficient number of dark wizards or dangerous creatures that cause deaths, and use the lives of these guys to transform magical mercury.

In addition, every resurrected person must be approved by the Ministry of Magic and must not be a Death Eater, criminal, or dark wizard.

Because I didn't create it to give those bastards another chance to resurrect and mess up the wizarding world."

"Transformation through killing? Isn't this some kind of dark magic?"

An elderly member of the Ministry of Magic Council couldn't help but question.

Zuo Si answered nonchalantly: "Dark magic? No, it's not.

As we all know, the biggest feature of black magic is that it can corrupt people's hearts and completely change a person's character without them realizing it.

The process of transforming magic mercury is simply to drain the target's magic power and vitality, and then compress it into a liquid that is easy to store.

As long as the user maintains his original intention, he will not be affected by external factors.

If someone starts killing people crazily and recklessly to create enough magic mercury because there are too many people who want to be resurrected, then it must be his own problem, not the problem of the Philosopher's Stone.

The Philosopher's Stone is just a tool. How it is used depends on who holds it."

"Well said! Everyone, look at your ugly faces now. You are simply bringing shame to the pure-blood family. When did we become so destitute that we have to fight for bones like wild dogs?"

Lucius Malfoy suddenly stood up, looking like the leader of the pure-blood faction.

However, Zuo Si noticed that when several representatives of pure-blood families looked at him, hatred and disgust were revealed in their eyes.

What these families all have in common is that they joined the Death Eaters and were betrayed after Voldemort's fall.

But they were purged after the Ministry of Magic regained power. Their current power is very weak and they are unable to fight against the powerful Malfoy family. They can only choose to endure silently.

"Lucius, what do you want to say?" The representative of the Avery family among the Holy Twenty-Eight Families couldn't help but ask.

"What I mean is, since the owner of the Philosopher's Stone is Lord Thors, why don't we let him draw up a list of priorities for resurrection?" Lucius suggested with a simple smile.

As a conspirator and master of maneuvering, he has come up with a plan that can maximize benefits in a very short time.

After all, Zuo Si is just one person, and the Ministry of Magic is a group of people.

Influencing the latter is easier than influencing the former and costs less money and resources.

The most important thing is that the outside world has no idea that the two are collaborating privately.

Lucius could easily get what he wanted from Zuo Si through a transaction, and then sell it to other pure-blood nobles at a higher price, and make the other party owe him a favor.

In this way, the Malfoy family can become the true leader of the pure-blood faction.

But before the representative of the Avery family could respond, Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy, I'm not interested in wasting my precious time in this kind of place.

And I said a long time ago that the stone would be left entirely to the Ministry of Magic.

I believe that with Minister Fudge's fairness, he will definitely draw up a resurrection list that satisfies everyone.

I can understand your desire to be reunited with your deceased loved ones as soon as possible.

But please remember not to be greedy or push too far, or I won’t mind taking the stone back or destroying it.”

As he spoke, Zuo Si drew out his wand and shot a blinding beam of light at the Philosopher's Stone.

The next second...

The surface of this magic stone that drove countless people crazy was now covered with spider-web-like cracks, as if it would shatter in the next second.

Before anyone could speak out to stop it, the cracks disappeared inexplicably.

After finishing all this, Zuo Si handed the Philosopher's Stone back to Fudge and said, "Minister, resurrection is a powerful and mysterious magical power. We currently know very little about its principles. I hope you can use it with caution to benefit the entire wizarding world."

"Of course! I will!"

Fudge quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and assured him solemnly.

It was not difficult to tell from his panicked eyes that he was frightened by the situation just now and was completely unable to control it.

You have to know that the operation of the Ministry of Magic has relied on these wizards and the families behind them for a long time.

Although the number of half-bloods and Muggle-borns has increased in recent years, the power and influence of the former remains immense.

If they start to make trouble, a civil war may break out in a moment.

There was no doubt that Zuo Si's threat to destroy the Philosopher's Stone had worked.

Because as the creator of the Philosopher's Stone, this is his birthright and no one can stop him.

It's just like last year when Nicolas Flamel gave the Philosopher's Stone he made to Dumbledore to be destroyed, which caused an uproar in the entire French wizarding community and almost caused a diplomatic crisis, but in the end the French wizards could only swallow the bitter fruit with tears.

Seeing that Fudge was frightened and at a loss of idea, Umbridge quickly stepped forward and followed Zuo Si's support, and made a series of promises on behalf of the Ministry of Magic at a swift speed.

He also announced that he would convene a council of all wizards to decide through collective voting how to use the Philosopher's Stone and who would be the next person to be resurrected.

Anyone who has any knowledge of systems like referendums knows that whenever a matter is decided in a similar way, secret dealings, corruption and bribery are almost inevitable.

So the representatives of the pure-blood families who possessed enormous financial resources and influence were satisfied.

They believe that with the strength of their family, they will definitely be able to take the biggest piece of the pie.

Similarly, half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards were also satisfied.

Because in the past, good things like this would never happen to me.

But now, not only can they have a sip of soup, but they may even be able to have a piece of meat.

Just like that, the crowd that had been arguing fiercely a few minutes ago became peaceful a few minutes later.

Umbridge made full use of her strengths and quickly established good relationships with more than a dozen wealthy pure-blood families.

By the time the event was over, she had actually secured a total of 1.6 million gold Galleons in sponsorship and donations for the Ministry of Magic.

Watching the tit-for-tat competition turn into a series of dirty deals in private, Dumbledore couldn't help but sighed and said, "This is not the result I wanted to see."

Zuo Si sneered and asked back: "Then what result do you want to see? Do I destroy the Philosopher's Stone once and for all in front of everyone? No, professor, even if the Philosopher's Stone is destroyed, it will not calm the restlessness in these people's hearts.

Because they have seen the miracle of resurrection from the dead, they will try every means to get me to make another one or to get the manufacturing method from me.

Moreover, politics is an art of compromise. I think competing within rules and frameworks is much better than directly overturning the table.

Once customary rules are formed, the potential threats you perceive will be greatly reduced.

Besides, looking at the tears of excitement on Mrs. Weasley's face, don't you think it's all worth it?"

"Well - maybe you are right. Maybe I am too old and can no longer keep up with the times, so when faced with new things, I always subconsciously choose the most conservative attitude. If I am not mistaken, you should have helped Severus resurrect Harry's mother, right?" Dumbledore lowered his voice and asked tentatively.

"Haha, do you even need to ask this? Just look at the happy smile on Professor Snape's face and you will know." Zuo Si chose to admit it very straightforwardly.

Dumbledore then asked, "Besides Lily, who else did you resurrect? Minerva's lover and brother?"

Zuo Si glanced at Professor McGonagall who was talking quietly with Gideon, and answered in a playful tone, "No, not yet. Professor McGonagall is a cautious person and wants to figure out the situation before deciding who to resurrect. But I think after today, she should come to me to ask for some magic mercury."

"How much magic mercury do you have on hand?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes sensitively.

"Well - probably enough to resurrect five people. Why, do you have relatives or friends you want to resurrect?" Zuo Si raised his head and stared into the old man's blue eyes that were full of wisdom.

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The greatest wizard of the modern era clearly hesitated, but soon shook his head slightly and responded in an almost cold tone: "No! And... I don't want to disturb the rest of any deceased person."

After saying this, he turned and left the Ministry of Magic, disappearing from everyone's sight through Apparition.

"My brother is a really heartless man, isn't he? Even though you have revealed your willingness to give out a portion of magic mercury, he is still so cruel that he would rather refuse than revive his dead sister."

Aberforth appeared behind him at some point, with a hint of resentment in his tone.

"How come you have time to come to the Ministry of Magic?" Zuo Si asked without turning his head.

Aberforth shrugged and replied, "To give Ariana a legal identity, of course.

I have just donated 50,000 Galleons to the Ministry of Magic, and Umbridge has promised that my sister's death will be legally expunged within the next month.

In addition to me, Snape also donated 100,000 gold galleons.

It seems that he has already planned to confront Albus and hold a formal wedding with Lily."

"So, you are ready to face the principal's wrath?" Zuo Si was obviously surprised.

Because he knew that Ariana was the most shameful side of Albus Dumbledore's heart, and also the source of his guilt and regret.

If there is anything in this world that can make this old man angry, excited and crazy, it must be his sister who was accidentally killed by him.

Yes!

The one who killed Ariana was none other than Albus Dumbledore himself, not one of the three as rumored.

After all, this world has powerful magic props like the Pensieve! Even if everything happened too suddenly and you didn't notice it, you can still trace it back through your memories until you can fully present the scenes that you are most reluctant to review.

Of course, the person who told Zuo Si the truth was none other than Aberforth in front of him.

It is also because of this that, even though more than a hundred years have passed since the tragedy, he still cannot let it go and cannot forgive his brother.

"Anger? Humph! I want to see if he has the nerve to show up in front of Ariana." Aberforth clenched the wand in his hand.

Zuo Si comforted him softly, "Okay, don't be so excited. Maybe Professor Dumbledore will be happy to accept all this. By the way, how is Ariana now?"

"Not bad. She is exactly the same as when she was little. Not only has she started to learn to speak, but she is also very interested in all kinds of toys. After a while, she should be able to communicate normally. To be honest, I still can't believe that all this is actually true."

When Aberforth mentioned his sister, his attitude immediately softened, and his eyes revealed infinite tenderness.

"In that case, you must live a few more years, at least to protect her until she gets married, has children, and has a happy family." Zuo Si joked with a smile.

When Aberforth heard this, he immediately couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! Don't worry, I'm in good health. I can live for at least another 30 years. If there is any unfaithful man who dares to make Ariana sad, I promise to cut off his head and stuff it into his butt. What's more, I still owe you a favor. I will never die before I repay you."

"How terrible! I suspect that Ariana's future suitors will be scared away by your vicious brother." Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly.

In his opinion, Aberforth was definitely heading towards the direction of "sister complex".

It is estimated that if anyone dares to speak loudly to Ariana, he will immediately retaliate.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway, as long as Ariana likes it, I will find a way to make that guy come to my house and propose to me."

Aberforth smiled a chilling smile.

You have to know that as Albus's younger brother, he is a tough guy who can fight with Grindelwald for hundreds of rounds. He has very profound attainments in both spells and potions. He can control someone without anyone knowing, or make him drink aphrodisiac.

Anyway, as long as my sister likes it, it doesn't matter whether she is willing or not. Magic can solve everything...

(End of this chapter)

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