Chapter 231: Boom!
Rita looked at Arthur.
She wondered if she had offended Weasley lately. No?
But why push yourself into the fire pit? "Singing Against the Tune" doesn't look like a good place to go
"I think it's good." Harry spoke, his tone calm.
Rita was stunned.
"I think it's good, too." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.
Rita thought thoughtfully, "Mr. Weasley, could you please give me the contact information of the editor-in-chief who sings the opposite tune?" Or have time to have a meal together and get in touch with each other? β
"I'll talk to Mr. Lovegood." Arthur nodded.
Dumbledore raised his hand, and several teapots appeared on the table, pouring a cup of black tea for everyone, and he had a cup of syrup for himself: "Alright, let's get down to business now." β
"Everyone here should know about Horcruxes."
Speaking of this, Rita's face turned green again, she was the only one of all who didn't want to know, but she didn't know.
"But unfortunately, we haven't found any other Horcruxes right now." Dumbledore continued, "Voldemort's main soul is completely dead, and now he may be resurrected in the Horcrux at any time, and we need to solve some problems before he is resurrected." β
Hearing that name, everyone except Harry couldn't help but shudder.
As he spoke, he paused, "Here, we have to thank Miss Skeeter." β
"With her help, we've been able to determine that Voldemort has at least three more Horcruxes."
Rita's face flushed, and she subconsciously bowed her head and buried her head, blinking an eye to realize that this was a good thing, and immediately straightened her waist and raised her head to get rid of the beetle that the fighting insect won.
"Slytherin's Locket." Dumbledore waved his wand, and a translucent image floated on the table, an octagonal box pendant with a small snake inlaid with emeralds on its amber casing.
"Hufflepuff's Gold Cup." He waved his wand again, and a second image emerged.
It is a gold-plated goblet, with two solid gold amphorae inlaid on it, and the cup is delicately engraved with a small badger poking its head in the grass.
"And the Ravenclaw crown." A third portrait also emerges.
A crown in the shape of an eagle with wings inlaid with an emerald the size of a pigeon's egg in the center, and at the bottom of the crown, engraved with a line of words, is the most famous quote of Lady Ravenclaw: "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest treasure of mankind." β
Arthur looked at the three paintings in a daze: "He made all the relics of the Big Four into Horcruxes?" β
His tone was unusually gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.
Dumbledore nodded, "Unfortunately, I hope not so." β
"Where's the Gryffindor?" Sirius tilted his head.
"He didn't have the skills to get it." Harry shook his head, "Senior Tom is ambitious, so he gets the Slytherin legacy; has superhuman intelligence, so he tricked the daughter of the Ravenclaw lady and got the Ravenclaw crown; He also has a nice face and great charisma, which tricks Hufflepuff and steals the gold cup. β
"But he didn't have the courage or the heart to take responsibility, so he didn't get recognition from Gryffindor."
"The Sorting Hat is at school, and the Gryffindor sword is in my hand."
Sirius rejoiced: "Our Gryffindors are really good. β
Snape narrowed, Rita clenched her fists, and Tonks chewed gum discontentedly, blowing up a giant bubble with Sirius and dogs snatching food on itβa new product from Weasley's Joke Workshop.
"Severus, Karkaroff's side," Dumbledore asked him.
Snape shook his head with a cold face, "Not in touch." β
"He's completely gone, cleaner than the Invisible Beast."
He sneered: "Sami and the Ministry of Magic of the Thousand Lakes Country are about to die, almost all over Northern Europe and Western Europe, not to mention Karkarov, even if there is no trace related to him." β
"Albus, they should have contacted you?"
Dumbledore nodded: "As soon as the holiday is over, they contacted me and searched Hogwarts, they spent a week, even the bottom of the black lake was searched, and they were beaten by the mermaids, but unfortunately nothing was found." β
A living person vanished.
"He may have run away." Snape's voice was cold, "The name of the Dark Lord can scare him half to death. β
"He's not that timid." Harry responded to him.
Snape's face was slightly strange: "He just doesn't know what kind of person you are, and treats you like an ordinary little wizard, aha, maybe he just knew how terrible "Mr. Potter" was after the game, and absconded in fear of crime." β
"How can I be compared, it's an honor for me to be on a par with Senior Tom." Harry sighed in a calm tone, indifferently.
"Maybe you're even more famous than he is." Snape was weird.
"He may have escaped." Dumbledore raised his hand and pressed down to stop the cold wind and rain that couldn't stop the two of them, "But we"
Harry interjected, "We've got to figure it out, what if he's killed?" β
"That's not good news." Dumbledore shook his head, "If the Death Eaters did that, it would only be said that they were mad to a certain extent, Severus, you need to be safe." β
Snape didn't say a word.
"Miss Skeeter." Dumbledore turned his head to look at Rita.
Rita was shocked: "Ah, what's wrong?" Mr. Dumbledore. β
"I hope you can continue to investigate." Dumbledore spoke softly.
Rita shuddered, glanced at Harry, and sighed helplessly, "Of course, I will, Mr. Potter's trouble is my trouble." β
"As for the others, I'd like to find some more clues about the Death Eaters." Dumbledore looked at the others, and with a wave of his wand, there was a sound of pages flying, and a thick pile of paper fell in front of everyone, "This is information from Miss Skeeter, and it is a list of known Death Eaters. β
Arthur flipped through a few pages, and his heart was beating as he looked up at Dumbledore.
"My dear Arthur, I hope it's a fake, too." Dumbledore sighed, "But I think you know better than I do. β
Arthur didn't speak.
He lowered his head and continued to look through the several Death Eater files he had just looked through, all of them were officials who were still serving in the Ministry of Magic, although the grade was not high, and the highest was only equivalent to himself, an office director.
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More than ten years have passed since the Mystery Man period, and there are still so many silverfish in the Ministry of Magic.
"I'll keep an eye on them." Arthur nodded, and after a few clicks, he paused, "By the way, and Percy."
He looked at Harry, "I tried to send Percy an invitation, but he didn't agree, Harry, if you have time, meet him?" β
"He's actually talking about you all the time."
"I don't really want to bother you so much, but Percy has been depressed lately, since Mr. Crouch's death, and even more so since Miss Skeeter published that report, and knows only the work every day, not only in his own department, but also in other departments"
The Ministry of Magic has never been a place to work seriously.
Not to mention, it's still the level of Percy's madness.
"Will the Ministry of Magic still have me go over to the so-called "trial"? Harry looked at Dumbledore and asked.
Dumbledore nodded.
"Then let's take a trip for Percy." Harry looked at Arthur, "Uncle Arthur, please talk to him." β
Arthur let out a long breath.
"By the way, Miss Skeeter." Harry thought of something and spoke to Lady Beetle.
Rita sat upright.
"There's one thing I want you to help me with." Harry continued, "Help me find Fenrir Greyback. β
"The notorious werewolf leader?" Rita was taken aback, "What are you looking for him?" β
"There's something to deal with." Harry's tone was calm.
Lupin sighed and stopped talking, but was pulled by Sirius and couldn't say a word.
Rita nodded in response: "Of course no problem, he has always been very ostentatious, I heard rumors about him some time ago, haunting Tumbledown Alley and escaping the Ministry of Magic." β
"Now I guess I'm stealthy, and it will take some time to find him."
"Before the next full moon." Harry's tone was firm.
Rita was embarrassed, and after a while, she nodded: "No problem, I'll do my best." She looked at Lupin.
I wondered.
There is also a faint speculation that is a little incredible for her.
Could it be that Mr. Potter is already researching how to break the curse of werewolves?
Dumbledore opened his mouth and was about to continue.
The house shuddered violently, accompanied by a dull and violent explosion, coming from upstairs, and the floating earth and wood chips shook like a curtain of rain.
Several people looked up at the ceiling.
"The Death Eaters are coming?" Sirius took a deep breath, the horror in his eyes.
"The Death Eaters won't find it." Lupin shook his head, "The Loyalty Charm protects this place, and even if they stick their heads to the window, they won't be able to find the Black House." β
Harry looked up, analyzed the situation, and said softly, "The explosion came from the fourth floor, the room on the left. β
Left.
Arthur's face immediately turned green: "Damn, that's George and Fred's room!" β
He ripped open his chair and panicked out the door.
Harry, Snape, and Dumbledore followed, followed by Lupin, Sirius, and Tonks.
Mo Li poked her head out from the first floor with a serious expression: "What's wrong?" β
"George and Fred." Arthur strode up the stairs and explained, "They don't know what they've gotten on. β
Molly's face turned white and she followed them upstairs.
Wait to go up to the fourth floor.
A cold air blew, and the entire corridor was frozen in cold royal blue ice.
Dumbledore reached out and pressed down.
The thick aura of magic that permeated the space dissipated.
But as a result, he was stunned, and what he dispersed was only the majestic magical aura, and the ice was still there, stubbornly attached to the wall.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand, and with a light touch, the frost faded.
The frost in the hallway was gone, and the cold was still seeping through the cracks in the house, and after a while, the corners of the door frame were covered with cold ice again.
Harry stepped forward, put on a Quinn shield for himself, and twisted the handle.
Click-
The old brass handle was fragile from the cold, easily ripped off in Harry's hands.
Conventional door opening methods are not possible.
He raised his hand.
Alpha Seal!
Waves of air slammed forward, shattering the wooden door and breaking open the entrance. He was the first to walk in, and Dumbledore was the second.
In the room, it was cold and snowy, like a cave made of sapphires, George and Fred hugged for warmth, one kept casting a thermal insulation charm, the other kept releasing flames, and their faces were frozen white.
"Thank goodness Harry, Professor Dumbledore, you're here." Fred shuddered, tears glistening in his eyes, and before he could come out, he was frozen into frost.
Dumbledore waved his wand.
The ice cleared and the room grew warmer.
"It wasn't half a minute from the time we heard the explosion to the time we went upstairs." Harry was succinct and walked over to examine their faces, skin, and eyes.
George was picked by Harry's eyelids and didn't dare to move: "Half a minute? Oh my God, we feel like it's been at least half an hour! β
"Frostbitten." Harry spread his hand out of his pocket and dug it into his pocket, "It's not serious, though. β
Arthur and Molly had black faces.
Frostbite!
They used to have a small fight, but they tossed some movement, and now they actually hurt themselves. It's only the sixth grade, what about later? What will it become? Is it to take your own life, like the Muggle Nobel Prize?
"Drink the medicine." Harry took out two bottles of potion and stuffed them into their mouths, "One bottle a day for a week." β
The spicy, bitter, choking tears kept pouring out of their eyes.
"What are you guys up to?" Molly gritted her teeth, "I didn't know the prank prop could be so dangerous!" β
"Even I wasn't able to completely lift it at first." Dumbledore nodded, "That's a good idea, inspired by Harry's gesture magic?" Mana is bait, but the effect is not made of mana? β
Fred smirked and retched as he explained, "That's right, Professor Dumbledore, you are truly the master of alchemy of this century!" β
"That's what we thought."
"Everybody will be wary of magic, but they don't know the effect of our prop, and they will definitely suffer!"
"And it's so cold, oh my God, we almost died in it." George gloated, not at all frightened.
Mo Li gritted her teeth even more: "You guys are still very proud! β
"What the hell are you up to, and when are the prank props going to be used to hurt."
"No, no, Mom, it's not a prank prop." Fred shook his head, "That's the weapon." β
"Harry needs some powerful alchemy items." George's expression was serious, "But to be honest, those Muggle things are not small, but they are too easy for wizards to deal with. β
"It's just a bomb." Fred nodded in agreement, "So we've been researching and improving, until today we finally came up with results!" β
Harry was stunned for a moment, looked at Molly, and his face showed apologies: "I'm sorry, Aunt Molly, it's me who is the reason"
Molly quickly shook her head and interrupted him, "No, Harry, how could it be your problem. β
"We all know very well what you're facing, and they help you as you should, that is. That's it."
Arthur added for his wife: "Dangerous alchemy should be done when others can help, not in private, by yourself and two people in secret." β
"We're just a matter of small parameters." Fred sighed, "Math is so hard. β
"Fix that, and you can get results." George pinched his waist and was right, "It's very powerful, we decided to name it, and throwing it out can freeze people to death even if it doesn't blow people up!" β
Harry's face was expressionless: "It should be changed to "made the inventor suffer a lot, and almost froze to death with a grenade". β
"Hey, Harry, you can't do that." Fred protested, "We're on one front. β
"That's it, that's it!" George protested.
Harry took out two glass bottles, threw them into two balls of eternal fire, and stuffed them into their arms: "I carry this thing with me, and I can't leave it when I sleep." β
"It's summer." Frey bared his teeth.
"If you don't want to get down to the root of the disease, just listen to me." Harry pressed their heads.
"Okay." George reluctantly agreed, but his face quickly became excited again, "You also saw the power just now, we can get the results tonight"
Harry pressed their heads again, "All right, my dear brothers, take care of your illness. β
"Alchemy bombs are not in a hurry, your bodies are more important."
"It's not too late to continue when you're rested."
As he spoke, he paused slightly: "And, for Professor Snape's sake, the next time you conduct such a dangerous study, you can find me, or Uncle Arthur, and Professor Dumbledore, and we can protect you on the side." β
"I'm already guilty that you've hurt you."
"You can't let my dear brothers be hurt because of me, promise me, okay?"
George wriggled like a maggot: "Harry, you don't have to say such sensational things. β
"Oh my God, please scold me." Fred exclaimed exaggeratedly, "You're so awkward! β
"Guy with an empty brain, stuffed with troll droppings." Snape did as they wished, accommodating their requests, "I remember in my third-year class, I taught you that dangerous procedures must be carried out in the company of experienced people. β
"Potion boiling and alchemy inventions, there is no difference in nature, they are both dangerous research."
"It's terrible, how did you get into the Potions Improvement Class?"
George and Fred didn't speak, their heads bowed and shivering.
Snape scoffed and flicked away.
Molly and Arthur can now understand George and Fred's intentions, but that doesn't mean they can accept the brothers' actions, and after persuading Harry and Dumbledore to leave, they closed the door and began to reprimand them harshly.
Until dinner began, I scolded them for half an hour.
During the meal, both George and Fred looked dazed.
The next day.
Harry couldn't get out of the house to pick up Hermione, Manchester was too far away from London.
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