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 everyone walked out of the castle together until 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 announcing 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.
当面部已经修补完成,露出一张让不少人都感到熟悉的面孔时,莫丽再也按耐不住内心之中的激动哭了出来。
因为这个人就是她日思夜想的兄长——吉迪翁·普威特。
同样激动的还有许多普威特家族的成员,以及当年加入凤凰社并肩与食死徒战斗的战友, 当骸骨彻底变成一个人,并且心脏明显开始跳动的时候,气氛终于被烘托到了最高潮。
只见吉迪翁·普威特的身体先是剧烈的抽搐了一下,随后猛然间睁开眼睛从台子上坐了起来,下意识抢过一块被单遮住下边,然后一脸惊恐的问:“我……我是谁?为什么会在这里?你们又是谁?”
“吉迪翁!是我!我是莫丽!你的妹妹啊!”
韦斯莱夫人第一个冲上去紧紧抱住了自己的兄弟。
有了她带头,剩下那些跟吉迪翁关系好的人也都一拥而上将其团团围住,或是亲吻其额头、或是亲吻其脸颊,七嘴八舌说着各种各样的话。
最后还是赫尔曼教授看不下去了,用尽全身力气把这些情绪过于亢奋的家伙一个一个拉开,扯着嗓子大喊道:“让让!都先让让!他刚刚复活,记忆方面还没有恢复,根本不记得你们是谁,别把他给吓坏了。”
但是很遗憾,光凭赫尔曼教授一个人怎么可能搞定那么多情绪失控的亲戚和朋友。
要知道这个世界的魔法最大的特色就是可以通过情绪来影响其威力,因此巫师们的情感往往比普通人更加丰富且容易冲动。
当那股劲上来的时候,邓布利多下场都不一定劝得住。
结果这场精心准备的复活仪式,最终变成了韦斯莱家族和普威特家族的认亲大会。
在一群人不厌其烦的讲述下,刚刚从死亡世界归来的吉迪翁终于大概知道了这一切究竟是怎么回事。
不过真正让福吉感到头疼的是,在吉迪翁成功复活之后,普威特家族居然还不满足,想要借这个机会把另外一个费比安也给复活了。
因为这件事情,现场很快就变得一片混乱。
毕竟明眼人都能看得出,魔法石内的水银数量是有限的,凭什么你普威特家族就要抢占那么多资源?
尤其是在数百年乃至上千年里攒下惊人财富的纯血家族,立刻在极短时间内缔结攻守同盟,也想要迫使福吉把剩下的名额都留给自己。
眼见场面开始变得有些失控,始终保持沉默的邓布利多终于用力咳嗽了一声,缓缓走向房间正中央,从赫尔曼教授手上夺过魔法石,转手将其丢给原本坐在一旁吃瓜看戏的左思。
“这是你搞出来的麻烦,就由你来想办法平息吧。”
“我?”
左思微微楞了一下,但很快便不以为意的耸了耸肩膀。
“没问题,小事一桩。
首先,我要告诉诸位,魔法水银并不是有限的,而是可以通过一些方法进行转化。
而最简单的方式,就是在它的影响范围内杀戮那些拥有魔力的生物,可以是神奇动物、也可以是黑巫师。
所以我建议,如果有谁想要复活某个人,最好让其去抓捕足够数量的黑巫师,亦或是造成人员死亡的危险生物,用这些家伙的生命来转化魔法水银。
另外,每一个复活的人都要经过魔法部的审批,绝对不能是食死徒或者罪犯、黑巫师。
因为我创造它,可不是为了给那些混蛋再复活一次把魔法界搅乱的机会。”
“通过杀戮来转化?这该不会是某种黑魔法吧?”
一名年纪很大的魔法部议会成员忍不住质问道。
左思漫不经心的回答道:“黑魔法?不,并不是。
众所周知,黑魔法最大的特点是会腐蚀人心,不知不觉彻底改变一个人的性格。
转化魔法水银的过程只是单纯将目标的魔力与生命力吸干,然后通过压缩变成便于储存的液态。
只要使用者保持本心,并不会受到外界因素的影响。
假如有人因为想要复活的人太多,开始疯狂不择手段的大肆杀戮、制造足够的的魔法水银,那一定是他自己的问题,而不是魔法石的问题。
魔法石仅仅是一件工具,具体要怎么使用还要看持有它的人。”
“说得好!诸位,看看你们现在丑陋的嘴脸,简直就是在丢纯血家族的脸。什么时候,我们落魄到了要去像野狗一样争抢骨头?”
卢修斯·马尔福突然站了出来,俨然一副纯血派领袖的样子。
不过左思注意到,有好几个纯血家族的代表看向他的时候,眼睛里透露出了憎恨跟厌恶。
而这些家族都有一个共同点,即加入了食死徒并且在伏地魔倒台后遭到出卖。
但他们在魔法部重新掌权后遭到了清算,眼下的势力非常微弱,根本无法与如日中天的马尔福家族对抗,只能选择默默地忍受。
“卢修斯,你想要表达什么意思?”神圣二十八家族中的埃弗里家族代表忍不住质问道。
“我的意思是,既然魔法石的拥有者是索斯阁下,那么我们为什么不让他来制订一份复活的先后名单呢?”卢修斯面单微笑的提议道。
身为一个阴谋家兼左右横跳大师,他已经在极短的时间内想出了一个能利益最大化的方案。
毕竟左思只是一个人,而魔法部是一群人。
影响后者比影响前者跟容易,花费的金钱和资源也更少。
最重要的是,外界根本不知道两人私下里有合作。
卢修斯完全可以通过交易的方式,从左思手上拿到自己想要的东西,然后再加价卖给其他纯血贵族,顺便让对方欠下自己的人情。
如此一来,马尔福家族就能成为纯血派名副其实的领袖。
可还没等埃弗里家族的代表做出反应,左思就先笑着摇了摇头:“不好意思,马尔福阁下,我可没兴趣把宝贵的时间浪费在这种地方。
而且我很早以前就说过,将这块石头全权交给魔法部来处置。
相信以福吉部长的公正,一定会制定出让所有人都满意的复活名单。
我能够理解你们想要尽快与死去亲人团聚的渴望。
但请记住不要贪得无厌、更不要得寸进尺,否则我不介意将这块石头收回或者毁掉。”
说着,左思拔出魔杖对准魔法石射出了一道刺眼的强光。
下一秒……
这块让无数人为之疯狂的魔法石表面,当场密密麻麻布满了蜘蛛网一样的裂痕,仿佛下一秒就会碎掉。
还没等众人来得及出言阻止,那些裂痕就立刻莫名其妙的消失不见了。
等做完这一切之后,左思便重新将魔法石递到福吉的面前:“部长,死而复生是一种强大神秘的魔法力量,我们目前对于它的原理知之甚少。希望您能在谨慎的前提下好好利用其为整个魔法界造福。”
“当然!我会的!”
福吉赶忙擦了擦额头上的汗水信誓旦旦的保障道。
从那慌乱的眼神不难看出,他被刚才的阵仗吓坏了,根本无力控制局势。
要知道魔法部的运转,在很长一段时间内靠的就是这些巫师和他们背后的家族。
尽管近些年来混血和麻瓜出身的巫师数量越来越多,但前者的力量和影响力依旧强大无比。
要是他们闹起来,怕是分分钟要打一场内战。
毫无疑问,左思要毁掉魔法石的威胁生效了。
因为身为魔法石的创造者,这是他与生俱来的权利,没有任何人可以阻止。
这就好像去年尼可·勒梅将自己制作的魔法石交给邓布利多销毁,引发整个法国魔法界一片哗然,甚至差点引发外交危机,但结果法国巫师们只能含泪吞下苦果一样。
看到福吉被吓得没有了主意,乌姆里奇迅速站出来接着左思的支持,以快刀斩乱麻速度代表魔法部给出一系列承诺。
并且对外宣称要召开全体巫师议会,通过集体投票表决的方式来决定如何使用魔法石,以及下一个复活的人选是谁。
任何对于这种类似全民投票制度有所了解的人都明白,凡是通过类似方式来决定一件事情的时候,出现暗中交易、腐败和贿赂几乎是不可避免的。
所以拥有庞大财力和影响力的纯血家族代表们满意了。
他们相信以自己家族的实力,必然可以吃下最大的一块蛋糕。
同样的,混血巫师和麻瓜出身的巫师也满意了。
因为以前像这种好事,绝对轮不到自己。
但是现在,他们不仅能够跟着喝一口汤,说不定还能啃上一块肉。
就这样,几分钟之前还争得面红耳赤的人群,几分钟之后就变得一片祥和。
乌姆里奇充分发挥了自己的特长,迅速与十多个富有的纯血家族建立了良好的关系。
等散场的时候,她居然为魔法部拉来了整整一六十万金加隆的赞助和捐款。
Watching the tit-for-tat competition turn into a series of dirty deals in private, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh 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.
moment!
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)