"It's not mine—" Hermione didn't know what to say, "he's Gildero's ......"

"It's not you and him, what do you mean by helping him raise the child he had with someone else?, how can there be such a stupid girl as you in the world?" Aberforth leaned over to take a look, "No, it looks a bit like you, hey, why does this kid have magic in his body!"

Even the best wizards will never have more than a trace of magic in their bodies when they are born, until they are three or four years old...... This trace of magic will begin to grow slowly, and it will usually reach a level of sufficient expulsion by the age of six or seven.

"This is not a baby!"

"Eyes are vicious, Mr. Dumbledore. Lockhart had no choice but to speak, "I'm Gilderoy Lockhart, who has been killed by a mysterious man, and somehow resurrected. ”

Lockhart lay in Hermione's arms, trying to see Aberforth through the strands of tinel-like gray hair and beard. He wore glasses, and behind the dirty lenses, a pair of eyes that were almost the same as Dumbledore's, but brighter, blue shone sharply.

"Gildero didn't hurt anyone, he was resurrected with the blood of a unicorn!" Hermione was a little worried that he would attack Lockhart, and quickly explained, while raising an arm to block Lockhart in his infant state. "The unicorn isn't dead!"

"Oh, yes. Aberforth and Lockhart looked at each other for a moment, then turned back to sit back in their chairs, "You don't have to say so much, I don't care if he hurt anyone or if the unicorn who gave blood is dead, in this kind of troubled times, his own life is the most important." ”

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair next to the table.

"Hehe, it looks miserable, you should have run away with your little wife when Dumbledore died, you had to stay and resist...... Aberforth shook his head, "It's like this now." How dare you come to Hogwarts, what do you want to do?"

"There's something in Hogwarts that will help me recover, and I'll have to go in once. ”

"Isn't it good to have someone take it for you, Snape is very strict with the school, don't you know?" Aberforth said angrily, "It's your own business, even if you can't protect your wife, it's really useless to let her a little girl accompany you on the adventure! You're as shameless as my brother!"

"I volunteered!" Hermione argued quietly.

"Well, you husband and wife are so affectionate that I don't dare to care to outsiders, so go in," Aberforth said angrily, "Well, this is the door." ”

"Don't worry, contact Ginny first and make sure there's no one on the other side of the door before entering. Lockhart said, "Let's sit here first." ”

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Lockhart held the note and connected with Ginny, who were now less than a kilometer away. Contacting consumes very little mana. Ginny said she had just gotten up and didn't know if there was anyone in the room......

"It's past six o'clock, and she hasn't gotten up yet?" asked Hermione, surprised.

"Not everyone is as studious as you, Granger—no. Mrs. Lockhart, your diligence has even been heard of by me, the owner of the Hogsmeade bar. ”

"Oh, yes......" Hermione replied timidly, looking nervous. It was as if Aberforth would jump up and kill Lockhart in his arms next.

Not knowing what to do, she shuddered and took the bottle out of her pouch to feed Lockhart.

"I just had a full drink an hour ago. Hermione. Lockhart said dissatisfied.

"Oh, I forgot, let's drink some more......"

Aberforth still sat motionless in his chair, staring with interest at the strange interaction between Hermione and the baby in his arms, which made it strange that Lockhart could drink milk, not to mention the old fellow's eyes that looked like his brother's.

Aberforth and Lockhart looked at each other for a moment, cleared their throats, and decided to say something.

"Do you know why my brother is dead, and there is still a whole bunch of the Order of the Phoenix willing to resist the mystery man?"

"Resisting the Mysteries is what every wizard with a conscience should do!" Hermione exclaimed, "and we'd do it without the Headmaster." ”

"Well, Lady Lockhart with a conscience, listen to me, Hogwarts has a mysterious magic set by Gryffindor, one of the four founders...... It is a very subtle spiritual suggestion that can make people unconsciously become brave, loving and responsible......"

"It's no secret that many people know it, especially the Hogwarts professors. "I don't think there's anything wrong with that, at least it's not so empty and superficial." ”

"But the mystery man also graduated from Hogwarts!" Hermione said, "and a lot of Death Eaters also graduated from Hogwarts. ”

"It's not that magical, Miss Granger—" Aberforth shook his head, knowing that he had miscalled her name again, only that Hermione was too young. "It can only make a person who already has love and a sense of responsibility in his heart better, but it cannot turn a selfish and murderous person around...... At most, it is to alleviate the evil thoughts in their hearts. In another case, if a Death Eater thinks that what he is doing is right, that is, loving and responsible, then the magic of Hogwarts will only make him more determined to support the mystery man. ”

"So what?" asked Lockhart.

"I don't mean anything else, I just think you should think about why you're fighting, don't just be deceived by my brother's rhetoric, whatever......

"If you give up resisting yourself, why do you want others to give up too!" Hermione said angrily.

"No, no, no, I just hope that you have your own goals and ideas, rather than following the crowd - so that you can go on more firmly, if you just fight for face or a sense of justice or something, you will not be able to hold on to the end......"

"Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore, I think we both have a clear purpose and a strong determination to resist. Lockhart said.

"Well, good luck. Aberforth shrugged and stopped talking.

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After sitting quietly like this for a while, Ginny told them that it was okay to pass, that she had driven the others away, and that she would wait for them over there.

"Ariana. Aberforth stood up and nodded to the girl on the wall.

The portrait opens like a door, revealing the entrance to a tunnel.

"Good luck to you," Aberforth helped Hermione to help her enter the tunnel in the wall without having to free her hand to hold the baby.

"Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore. Hermione thanked her and turned into the hole behind Ariana's portrait. On that side are smooth stone steps, and it seems that this passage has been there for many years. Brass lamps hung on the walls, and the dirt floor was trampled flat. She walked in the passageway, her shadow casting on the wall, swaying like a fan.

"This tunnel isn't on the map of the living spots," Hermione said, "it must have been newly dug up, and H.A. had done a lot of things." ”

"It's normal, the Death Eaters will definitely bury the tunnels for a long time. Lockhart said. "You didn't go through the tunnels with Harry when you were in school, didn't you?"

"Why, I can go to Hogsmeade openly, only Fred and George like to drill tunnels, I know that tunnels exist because I took Harry's map of living spots......"

"Well, that's very well thought out," Lockhart complimented, "God, you wouldn't leave Harry with nothing......

Hermione's face flushed, but she couldn't see it in the tunnel.

"For safety, of course, bring a full set of equipment!"

"Well, I understand. Lockhart pinched Hermione's arm in support.

Hermione walked around the tunnel, turning a corner and reaching the end of the tunnel. Another short stone staircase led to a door, exactly like the one behind Ariana's portrait. Hermione held out a hand and pushed it away.

The room was quite messy: it was so big that it looked like a particularly elaborate tree hut, and like the cabin of a large ship. Colourful curtains, hammocks of various colors hung from the ceiling, hanging from the balcony with windowless dark parquet walls, the walls were covered with brightly coloured tapestries, the Ravenclaw bronze eagle was to be seen, set against a blue background, the Hufflepuff black badger with a yellow background, and the golden lion of Gryffindor, which stood out against the bright red background, with the exception of the silver and green of Slytherin. The room was filled with bookshelves, a few broomsticks leaning against the wall, and a large wooden radio in the corner.

"Hermione!" Ginny stretched out her hand and stood below to give Hermione a hand, Hermione stepped smoothly on the ground, "You hurry up and put on the cloak of invisibility, it won't be good for the other H.A. to see the professor later." ”

After Ginny helped Hermione, she quickly stood far away, for fear that Lockhart would suck her blood.

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――(To be continued......)