Chapter Seventy-Seven: Away from Dumbledore and Starting with Scamander

Newt would love to take Nagini away from Albania.

But intellectually, Rove doesn't think it's a wise choice to take Nagini with him.

As a blood curse orc, Nagini eventually turned from a witch into a python because of the blood curse inherited from her family's maternal line...... And this process is irreversible.

She's not the same person anymore.

Voldemort also had an extraordinary love for Nagini, and he would even make it into a Horcrux in the future, which shows that this feeling has reached the point of almost perversion...... Far more than those so-called Death Eaters.

When Voldemort returns to Albania and discovers that his "cutie" is missing, the first object of suspicion will only be Newt, after all, he has been in this forest for more than half a year!

But then again, if one day your friend turns into a beast and is seduced by the bad guys, and you have the opportunity to take her, will you sit idly by?

At least not Enut.

Will he be targeted by Voldemort, let alone Newt's consideration, who hasn't fought against the Dark Lord...... Don't take the original Dark Lord as the Demon King!

Therefore, Rove has no reason or position to stop Newt, and he has to take advantage of Voldemort's presence at Hogwarts to help Newt complete the theft of the house as soon as possible and get Tom's pet Nagini away.

Isn't this a kind of NTR?

A black Romanian long-horned dragon, like a pitch-black cloud, flew over the forest and finally hovered over a pillbox.

The most famous thing in Albania, apart from poverty and backwardness, is probably the bunkers scattered throughout the country.

As the first secretary of the country for nearly forty years, Hoxha is one of the few men who can offend the third world countries of the two major war camps in the East and the West at the same time.

Hoxha, who vowed to be the enemy of the whole world, built more than 700,000 bunkers in every corner of the country in order to increase his strategic depth.

Newt has been living in a bunker for half a year.

The two of them disembarked from the Romanian long-horned dragon and then entered the bunker for a visit, and Rove even discovered the mysterious power in the east to support Albania's supplies.

The boy is quick to mention what he encountered during his travels, especially about the ghost Lady Gray.

"Miss Gray is actually Ravenclaw's daughter, Helena Ravenclaw, and many of the ghosts and headmaster portraits in the castle know about it, as does Professor Dumbledore." Newt whispered:

"So when she says 'mother's taste,' she means Ravenclaw, and you have Ravenclaw stuff on you?"

"Could it be this?" Rove thought for a moment and took out a book from the black leather case, which he opened to reveal the silverfish.

After thinking about it, the only thing he might have to do with Ravenclaw was this silverfish caught in the library.

The earliest books in the library came from the private collection of Ravenclaw, a nine-hundred-year-old silverfish that happened to have an owner.

Newt took the silverfish with nine whiskers, stroked it gently with his old hand, and couldn't help but smile: "The one from the Hogwarts library?" I saw it when I was a kid. ”

"I was catching the silverfish when I heard the voice of a witch." "But at the time, only I could hear it, and no one else could hear it," Rove recalled. ”

"It's not uncommon, maybe whoever left the magic on the silverfish, it will be triggered when it is caught." Newt pondered, looked at the boy again, and said softly:

"Did you tell anyone about it?"

"Only Hermione, Shirley, and Neville, who were with me to the library, know."

"Don't let more wizards know about this, silverfish are scarce and expensive on the black market." The old man said slowly:

"This kind of silverfish that is more than 900 years old is even more rare in the world, and only an ancient magic school like Hogwarts can give birth to it.

"Even Nicol's private library has only one silverfish that is more than four hundred years old, and I have seen it, nowhere near as good as this one."

"Nicol Lemay?"

The old man bowed his head slightly, stepped over the threshold, walked down the steps, and walked to a living room that he had transformed, and he sat down on a chair and said:

"As to whether it was left by Ravenclaw, I think you can ask Ms. Gray, who is a Ravenclaw daughter, and since she is pestering you, she must be willing to tell you."

Rove nodded, and sat down in his chair.

"By the way, your grandmother brought your sister Margaery here some time ago."

Rove looked nervous and said, "You didn't mention me." ”

"Margaery brought you a Christmas present, and she told you to take it apart." Newt took a package from the table and handed it to the teenager.

"Don't dismantle it, put it first!" Rove shook his head desperately, this crazy woman was cheating him every time she gave a gift.

The year before last, I sent a big dung egg, and it exploded when I opened it; The year before last, it was a playboy who made him open it in front of everyone and almost died socially; Last year, it was a dress and I wanted him to change into ...... Rove wouldn't have been surprised if this madwoman had given a corpse one day.

"Your grandmother left you a letter." Newt pulled a letter from his bosom.

After Rove opened it, he looked at it seriously.

"What did Tina say?" Newt curious.

"I didn't go to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she's disappointed."

"Expected." Newt smiled. "But I'm glad that Tina doesn't know how good Professor Dumbledore is, he can teach you a lot."

"And one more thing, about you." Rove raised an eyebrow.

"Grandma told me to watch out for Professor Dumbledore's rhetoric, and not to be deceived by him like you."

“……”

"Rove, I think Tina may have been prejudiced against Albus, right?" Newt whispered.

"But I think grandma was right." Rove grinned and said:

"This Christmas, if it weren't for Professor Dumbledore, you would definitely be with your grandmother, not in this bunker deep in the forest."

All I can say is...... Stay away from Dumbledore-esque scams and start with Scamander.

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Hogsmeade Village,

Hog's Head Bar.

In the room on the second floor, Dumbledore stood in front of a portrait and couldn't help but sneeze several times.

The girl in the portrait smiled playfully at the old man.

"Ariana used to say that sneezing is the bad thing someone says behind someone's back." Dumbledore looked at the portrait and said in a soft voice:

"She often sneezes deliberately and then says that I speak ill of her behind my back and doesn't let me read......"

Aberforth was cooking, and when he heard his brother chattering there like a wicked woman, he was a little upset, and said unceremoniously:

"If you sneeze when you're scolded, you're sure you're hitting all the time, and the people who scold you can probably get from Hogwarts to Albania...... I also scold you a lot. ”

The last sentence was quiet, but Albus Dumbledore heard it.

"I'm sorry, Aberforth, I just wanted to say that Ariana likes me the most, but I'm a little bit of an afterthought."

"Her favorite is me, not you!" Aberforth slashed the kitchen knife on the table, and he said irritably, "And why are you talking so much nonsense today?" Do you do the same at school?

Minerva has such a bad temper, how can she stand you, she didn't secretly cast a curse on you to shut up? ”

Without waiting for the old man to speak, Aberforth added, "Don't mind, I'm a straight-talking person." ”

Dumbledore was really silent this time.

Aberforth also seemed to think that it was a bit excessive, and he decided to entertain his brother as a Christmas present.

He poured all the vinegar he had bought from the Hufflepuff wizard into the pot, scooped up the sticky black stew with a spoon, and placed it in a bowl.

Aberforth held the greasy bowl in his hand, placed it on the table, and said rudely, "Eat it, it's not enough." ”

"Come to dinner, Fawkes?" Aberforth gently prepared another meal for Fawkes.

Fawkes's food was more similar in color and smell to a normal meal, and Dumbledore's bowl was more like the silt beneath the Black Lake.

Albus Dumbledore, however, chewed slowly and ate it with relish, as if it were a rare delicacy.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Aberforth said suddenly.

"That idiot administrator of yours, Hagrid, was drunk at my bar last night and got drunk by a strange wizard and followed him to play GWENT......"

"Oh?" Professor Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and said, "Hagrid lost badly?" ”

"Nope." Aberforth sneered, "The drunken Hagrid won, and he won a dragon egg. ”

"I see." The old man was calm, he looked out the window, the breeze was blowing, and his white beard was flowing.

Tom, you're still playing stupid little tricks like you used to.

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