The Ministry of Magic comes and goes as fast as it comes.

After they are gone.

Ringo slowly put away the trace of worry on his face and looked back at Dumbledore: "Headmaster, am I really mistaken?" But he really called himself Voldemort......"

"You read that right, kid." Dumbledore sighed, "Although I shouldn't say it to you, it's clear that if you get involved, you have the right to know, for example, the Ministry of Magic, or Fudge doesn't want to expand, as she said, Voldemort's return will only cause panic and uneasiness......"

He didn't finish.

Some things are not good to say to a child.

Because......

Fudge wasn't the kind of person who wanted to be peaceful in the wizarding world, he just didn't want to get into trouble, he just wanted to pretend to be an ostrich, he just didn't want to believe that even if it was really possible to be Voldemort, he chose to live in the lies he had created, trying to be the Minister for Magic as long as possible......

"Alright, Shelby, it's none of your business, you can go." McGonagall shattered the silence.

Ringo nodded, "Okay, Professor." ”

He got up and walked away.

However, his gaze lingered on Snape for a moment, especially noticing that Snape's left arm was tightly clasped around his body.

I couldn't help but feel a stir in my heart.

But he didn't say anything, and honestly walked out of the principal's office, and then prepared to go to the library to find Hermione, and Hermione to find Ron......

But—

When coming down from the tower.

He ran into Hermione and Ron, as well as Harry on the way.

"Ringo!" Hermione happily walked over, "Harry is awake too!" ”

"That's great!" Ringo sighed and looked at Harry, "How do you feel?" Harry, is there anything else you feel sick about? ”

"Nothing uncomfortable." Harry's mood was relatively low, obviously understanding what had happened, but he didn't expect that he had worked so hard, but he couldn't keep the Philosopher's Stone.

And......

To make matters worse, Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone.

He's about to be resurrected!

Thinking of this, Harry's mood became even more gloomy.

Ron noticed the change in him, and could only open his mouth to comfort: "Harry, don't be too sad, even if he gets it, it doesn't matter, Dumbledore will definitely be able to deal with him, and besides, isn't there still you?" If you can beat him the first time, you can beat him the second time......"

"That's right." Ringo agreed, "Harry, I remember you said that the core of your wand and his wand are Fawkes's tail feathers, which shows that your destinies are deeply linked, that you are destined to fight, and for this you have to take care of your body and practice spells hard. ”

Hermione wasn't too interested in divination.

But that's what Ringo said.

She followed, "Ringo is right, Harry, not only you, we will help you then, but also Dumbledore and the professor......"

"Snape......" Harry suddenly thought of the old bat.

His mouth squirmed for a moment.

Didn't speak.

Obviously, Quirrell's words to Voldemort made him even more uncomfortable - he thought Snape was a bad guy for a semester, but he turned out to be good, and the reason why he targeted him was because of his parents' grudges......

"Ugh......," he sighed.

Seeing this, Hermione and Ron were a little helpless.

But Ringo suddenly said: "Don't think about that, Harry, the basilisk kills people at a glance, you and I are one because of the glasses, the other because the camera looks at it, it's a blessing not to die, to celebrate this luck, um, I've decided to have a picnic party, well, the place is where Hermione had her birthday, if you want to...... Don't do more, just the four of us, how about it? I asked Ira to prepare the food. ”

"Picnic? All right! "Ron was the first to approve!

Just about eating.

He was willing.

Hermione's face turned slightly crimson when she heard where her birthday was celebrated, and her shining eyes stared at Ringo, "Well, come on as Ringo said, Harry." ”

"Okay." Harry felt relieved, too.

"Then I'll go and get ready, you can also go and clean up, don't wear school uniforms, change into our casual clothes, you can bring pets, Hermione's fairy Golin, Harry's owl Hedwig, Ron's mouse-spotted ......"

Ringo gave them a talk and left.

The three little ones went back to the dormitory to change their clothes.

And yet—

Soon after the three left, Ringo returned with a phantasmagion charm and rode up on a broomstick, first to the owl hut, where he found Harry's owl Hedwig, the heart-faced Hedwig, and asked him to help him deliver a letter to Daisy.

Afterwards.

He returned to his bedroom.

While changing into casual clothes, he took out Riddle's diary and asked a few words, and only breathed a sigh of relief after getting a definite answer.

Start going to the cafeteria and ask the house-elf Ira to make the food.

En route......

He also found Peeves and gave him some water of life and death, namely the Potion of Living Hell, and the sleeping pill that was poured out as soon as he drank it, an additional product of the Thurkel siblings in addition to the intelligence enhancer.

In fact, after the seven Thurkel siblings went to work.

In addition to the main refining of intelligence enhancers.

All kinds of potions they are good at have been refined, including the water of life and death.

So.

The time slowly came to four o'clock in the afternoon.

By the riverbank where Hermione was celebrated, Ringo was covered with a picnic cloth filled with oriental pastries and Muggle drinks.

"It's delicious!" Ron paused with a bottle of Coca-Cola in his arms, then hiccuped, "What kind of drink is this?" ”

"Coke."

"And what is this?"

"Sprite."

"Oh, they're awesome, the Muggle world is awesome!" Ron exclaimed, and ate several more shrimp dumplings by the way.

Harry and Hermione grew up in the Muggle world.

It's not strange to drink.

But he was very interested in the Chinese pastries that Ringo had brought, even though Harry was depressed and had never eaten them...... Even after the Dursleys had never eaten pastries, their mood gradually improved: "Alas, it's a pity that Hedwig can't find it. ”

"I can't find it either." Ringo shrugged, "They are usually in the owl hut, and sometimes they are commissioned by other little wizards to deliver letters, maybe we have been petrified these days, and they have nothing to do, so they take some work and move their bodies." ”

"Yes." Hermione nodded, "It's good that the fairy won't deliver the letter, isn't it Golin?" ”

The fairy, named Green Golin, suddenly screamed.

Then bow your head and gulp down the pumpkin soup.

But drink and drink......

Suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, motionless......

"Golling?" Hermione hurriedly picked up the stupid fairy and patted the dirt with some distress, "What's the matter?" It looks like I'm asleep, and strangely, these pumpkin soups are non-alcoholic. ”

"I'll see."

Ringo reached out and took it.

He pretended to sniff at the fairy, then frowned.

"What's wrong?" Hermione was a little worried.

"Hermione, Ron, you've been awake these days, have you ever seen Peeves?" Ringo asked suddenly.

Hermione shook her head, "No! ”

And Ron was still feasting, his mouth was full, and he shook his head.

"Did you hear what it's been doing lately?"

"Nope."

"What else can be done? It's definitely a trick on people. Ron swallowed the bun, "George and Fred often hang out with it, what's wrong?" Ringo, you suddenly asked Peeves. ”

"As I was walking through the Great Hall to the kitchen, I heard several young wizards fainting, and someone said that Peeves had gotten a batch of Life and Death Water out of nowhere and threw it into the ingredients." Ringo stared apologetically at the food in front of him, "I can't tell......"

"How is that possible?" Ron was dazed, "We're all fine. ”

said.

He held up the rat next to him, who was just as wild as he was: "Don't eat it, you stupid and fat stinky rat...... You see, Spotted didn't ......."

Syllable!

Harry fainted.

"Harry!" Hermione tried to help Harry, but as soon as she reached for her hand, she heard a "pop" behind her.

Look back.

Ringo, who was still talking just now, also fainted.

"Ringo ......"

She didn't even hesitate to turn around and hug Ringo, but as soon as she hugged Ringo, she seemed to feel something, her brain was dizzy, and she fell down with Ringo, who had just been picked up.

Ron:???

Spots: ???

One man and one mouse looked at each other for a moment.

Slowly.

Ron also felt like he was lost in the lake, and he looked at Spotted: "Oh, it's delicious, but it's a pity......"

Syllable!

He also fell, and even the rat spots were limp down......

A quarter of an hour later.

Ringo opened his eyes, bowed his head slightly, looked at Hermione sleeping soundly in his arms, smiled, reached out and pinched the little witch's cheek, and then sat up.

- "Fainted"

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To be on the safe side, he cast four more stun spells in a row, giving the three little ones and the mouse Spotted another insurance.

"Sleep well."

Ringo put Hermione away.

Then he walked over to Ron, picked up his speckled tail, and carried him into the storage ring.

It didn't take long.

A sleeping, balding, short, fat man with a mouse-like face and a pointed nose appeared in front of Ringo, missing a finger on his right hand and a faded red tattoo on the inside of his left arm—none other than Peter Pettigrew.

"Mr. Riddle, get ready to get started."

Ringo opened his journal.

Hovering it above Peter Pettigrew, and using the Flying Charm to manipulate Peter Pettigrew to scribble in his journal with an ink-soaked quill pen.

Soon.

The journal glowed faintly golden, and a vague medium was passing from Peter Pettigrew into the diary.

Peter Pettigrew's face grew pale.

But it didn't last long.

After a while, this life force absorption stopped, and the diary showed a sentence: "There is a limit to a single absorption, today has reached the limit, and the next time it will have to wait at least until tomorrow, but it is barely enough to manifest for a while." ”

Ringo manipulated the quill and wrote, "Please, follow the plan." ”

"Okay."

A voice rang out.

A handsome black-haired boy of fifteen or sixteen years old slowly appeared, he first smiled at Ringo, then frowned at Peter Pettigrew, who looked like a dead pig, reached out and grabbed his left arm, and pressed his fingers to the faded red tattoo.

The next moment.

The red tattoo is activated to black, and gradually transforms into a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth......