Chapter 826 12 Grimmauld Place
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Hai Ning 1988
Chapter 826 12 Grimmauld Place
It is reasonable and reasonable to speculate that the Room of Requirement is the core of Hogwarts' magical operation.
It is no wonder that the Room of Requirement can fulfill the needs of the entrants. After all, the magic power of the entire Hogwarts is gathered here. As long as there is a supernatural ability such as magic power, it is just a piece of cake to make wishes come true.
However, what puzzled Anduin was that such a complicated rune structure could not be carried by ordinary building materials.
Like the alchemy room he built for the Ministry of Magic or other institutions, the alchemy materials used to build the room alone are astronomical.
But here, Anduin couldn't find any high-grade alchemy materials at all, even through the perspective of ethereal energy. The most basic rocks make up the House of Requirement.
The more he learned, the more Anduin became more interested in the Room of Requirement.
Now he has roughly understood the principle of the Room of Requirement, but the doubts in Anduin's mind have not diminished but increased.
So in the remaining two months of this school year, Anduin would come to the Room of Requirement from time to time, using the Void Armor to study the mysteries of the room.
At the same time, during this period, Anduin became more and more familiar with the energy of the Void Spirit, and it became easier to master it, which played a very good role in his research and development of the replacement of the Deathly Hallows.
Anduin, who had the Flamel Alloy formula and the help of the Sorcerer's Stone, found a replacement for the Elder Wand within these two months.
In fact, from a functional point of view, the differences between the different Deathly Hallows are quite obvious.
As the core of the ethereal kit, the resurrection stone plays the most important role in the transformation of objects, which is equivalent to the generator of the ethereal form.
The Elder Wand plays the role of amplifying the output of magic power and sorting out the energy of the spirit, which is equivalent to a magic power transfer station.
As for the invisibility cloak, it can further stabilize the stability of the ethereal energy, and at the same time play a key role in channeling magic power. Only with it can the ethereal energy spread evenly throughout the user's body.
Therefore, among the three holy artifacts, the Resurrection Stone is the most critical and the most difficult to imitate. In contrast, the Invisibility Cloak and the Elder Wand are not so necessary.
So after investing a lot of resources, Anduin finally made a substitute for the Elder Wand in the Ethereal kit—a thickened wand wrapped in several layers of LeMay alloy.
With it, Anduin didn't have to ask Dumbledore to borrow his wand every time. The old man looked at him more and more strangely recently, as if he was always reminding him not to be so idle.
Also because of the substitute, Anduin can control the time of the Void Armor more freely, which gives him more opportunities to study the Room of Response.
However, due to the complexity of the Room of Requirement, Anduin couldn't fully understand it for a while. Those spell circles were layered on top of each other, and he couldn't destroy them, so I can only use my spare time to study.
But there is not much time left for him and his party to do research, because Hogwarts is on summer vacation.
This school year, whether for Anduin or the little wizard, is quite fulfilling, especially in the eyes of the students, this year is too exciting.
They were able to sweat in all kinds of dungeons, and at the same time experienced the thrilling basilisk crisis at the end of the semester, which is an unforgettable experience for many people in their lifetime.
And the secret room that once made people talk about it has become a tourist attraction in the school.
It's just that this is a bit hard for Harry. In the last two months of his school, he has become the door opener in everyone's eyes. Anyone who wants to visit the secret room has to ask him to help open the door.
However, this also caused everyone to not particularly reject Harry's Parseltongue identity, because everyone knew afterwards that the Chamber of Secrets was actually discovered by Anduin first, which meant that the professor was also a Parseltongue.
Since even the professor of tactical training they admired had a Parseltongue, the person who had a Parseltongue was naturally not the dark wizard he imagined.
After entering the summer vacation, Anduin did not directly lead Harry back to the manor, but planned to continue entrusting him to Sirius Black.
During this summer vacation, he still had a lot of things to deal with, so it was obviously more appropriate for Harry to live with his godfather.
On the day of the return journey, Anduin had just picked up Harry from the Foreign Cross Station, and then led him to No. 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Blake lives here now? I remember he left his parents' house a long time ago?" Anduin looked at the townhouse and asked Harry with some puzzlement.
In fact, after returning from France, due to his busy schedule, Anduin hadn't had time to visit Sirius. He originally thought that Black was still living in the Muggle community where the two had stayed before.
And because he stayed here at Christmas, Harry is no stranger to this," said the godfather, it seems that every two years after he was imprisoned, his only remaining mother passed away, and after the Ministry of Magic rehabilitated him, Then put this ancestral house into his name as a legacy."
"I remember that the Ministry of Magic doesn't have the right to take back wizards' properties. They should have just mentioned it verbally."
Anduin raised his head and glanced at the dilapidated house, and couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this guy still as sloppy as he was back then?"
"Uh..." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words. Even though he only lived here for a while during Christmas, the scene inside really 'impressed' him.
When he came to the door, Anduin didn't even knock on the door, he directly opened the door with the Unlocking Curse, and the scene that greeted him made him frown uncontrollably.
Just entering is a long porch with peeling wallpaper, worn carpet, gas lights and a cobweb chandelier and sconces in the shape of a large snake.
A nearby staircase led upstairs, where age-blackened portraits hung on the walls, including a huge one draped behind a moth-eaten and moldy curtain.
As far as the eye can see, although there is not much dust, the room is full of old and decayed feeling, and the air is filled with a faint musty smell.
"Uncle Wilson, you'd better be gentle when we go in!"
Harry leaned closer to Anduin and whispered.
"That portrait is of Mrs. Walburga Black, Sirius' birth mother, who, when awakened, screams like hell in the most horrific of voices, cursing everyone around her, And trying to wake up the other portraits and make them start screaming too."
"At Christmas time, I suffered from her a lot. Even the godfather couldn't bear it, so he covered her with that rag."
Anduin looked at Harry speechlessly, "If that's the case, why didn't Black put her away?"
"The godfather tried it too." Harry shrugged helplessly. "It seems that Mrs. Walburga Black cast a permanent sticker on the back of the portrait, and it can't be removed at all."
"Then you should also learn to use wizard methods to deal with her, instead of being tiptoed by her every time you go in and out."
After finishing speaking, Anduin ignored Harry's warning and shouted loudly, "Black! We're here, where are you bloody bastard?"
"Which bastard dares to make a loud noise at Black's house? Ah!!!"
Sure enough, just as Anduin yelled, the giant portrait behind the rag started to move. Mrs. Walburga Black's voice was already extremely sharp, and when she screamed, it was even more infrasonic than Anduin's. Curses are even more terrifying.
"To shut up!"
Just when Mrs. Walburga Black yelled, Anduin suddenly gave a cold snort, and then the sharp sound came to an abrupt end as if someone had pinched his throat.
At this time, there was a sound of "dump, click, click" in the house, and after a while, Sirius, with disheveled hair and an apron, rushed out with a spatula.
Blake cursed as he walked, "Damn old woman, she knows ghosts all day long."
When he came to the porch and saw that it was Anduin and Harry, he smiled happily, "It's you, I was just preparing dinner inside, and I didn't even notice you were here."
Then he glanced at the portrait, "Anduin, you shut up this old guy, right? Well done, I should have invited you over earlier."
Anduin rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and at the same time looked at Blake's outfit in surprise, "Did I hear you right, you? Cooking?"
"That's right?" Sirius flicked the spatula in his hand proudly, and at the same time looked at Harry, "Harry, tell Anduin quickly, how is your godfather's craftsmanship? This is a new skill I learned from France. "
"Uh..." When asked by Black, Harry's expression immediately froze, "It's...not bad, at least it can be eaten."
"What..." Sirius looked at Harry with some dissatisfaction, "That's not what you said at Christmas, I remember you were full of praise at that time, didn't you?"
"Haha, is there?" Harry snorted guiltyly.
At Christmas, he got along with Sirius really happily, except for the slightly bad living environment and food, and he has been very cooperative in order not to dampen the confidence of the godfather.
But this seemed to give Sirius an inexplicable confidence in his cooking skills, and he felt a headache when he thought about enjoying these foods for the next two months.
"Okay, stop embarrassing Harry." Anduin couldn't see what the situation was, so he could only help Harry smooth things over, "By the way, I heard you said before that your Black family is not Has there always been a house elf serving? Why do you still need to cook by yourself?"
"Hmph, I don't want to talk to Kerry that guy. Compared with my annoying mother, his character is not much better."
Blake pursed his mouth when he mentioned his house elf, "He just received some crazy instructions from my mother's portrait, which makes this house dirty and eats what he makes. Be poisoned to death!"
"Master Sirius is chewing Klitsch's tongue behind his back again!"
While Black was spouting bad things about Kreacher, a house-elf with wrinkled skin walked out from the end of the porch.
Its head was bald, but there were a lot of white hairs growing out of its two big bat-like ears, its eyes were bloodshot and gray, and its fleshy nose was so big that it looked like a pig's nose.
"Go away, Kricht, I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now!" Seeing the elf, Blake yelled at it annoyedly.
"Of order, Master Sirius! Kricher will not disturb you and continue to hang out with mudbloods and wretches. I wish you an early meeting with Master Walburga." Kricher bowed respectfully, but the expression in his eyes revealed Contempt, it seems that he is the one who is superior.
Respectfully uttering a barrage of vicious curses, Kricht retreated from the porch as if he had never been there.
"It seems that the elves in your family are not very obedient." Anduin naturally heard Klicer's obscenities.
Although he could understand that this guy who lived in a family that believed in extreme pure-blood supremacy would be so mean, it didn't mean that Anduin wouldn't feel bad about it.
"No, he is very obedient, but he is only obedient." Sirius curled his lips in the same displeasure, "Stop talking so much, let's go inside and talk."
After finishing speaking, Sirius led the two of them into the dining room, and at this moment they both smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.
Of course, even though it was said to be an aroma, one could still smell the fishy and greasy smell hidden in the aroma. It was obvious that Sirius had no talent in handling food.
At this time, Sirius also took the apron resignedly, "Well, it seems that I have been working for nothing for most of the day. Smell carefully, and the food I made tastes really strange."
"Actually, you don't need to embarrass yourself so much." Anduin comforted, "Since you can't trust your own elf, why don't I arrange an elf to come and take care of you."
"Ah? Isn't that good? Kiki is usually so busy, and hasn't she quit working as an ordinary house elf long ago?" Sirius instinctively refused.
"I didn't say it was Kiki." Anduin smiled, "Recently, I have another house-elf under my command."
After all, he looked at Harry specially, "It's that Dobby who always bothered you in the first half of school year, do you still have any memory?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded, and at the same time he asked in confusion, "That guy made me miserable, and when he disappeared later, I thought it was because he finally thought about it. Could it be that Dobby is your subordinate?"
"Not at first." Anduin shook his head, "But I caught him later, the day you participated in your first Quidditch game, remember?"
"So that's what it did!" Harry recalled that day, with resentment in his eyes, "He always makes trouble for me, he must not be a good person, how could you let him follow you?"
(End of this chapter)
It is reasonable and reasonable to speculate that the Room of Requirement is the core of Hogwarts' magical operation.
It is no wonder that the Room of Requirement can fulfill the needs of the entrants. After all, the magic power of the entire Hogwarts is gathered here. As long as there is a supernatural ability such as magic power, it is just a piece of cake to make wishes come true.
However, what puzzled Anduin was that such a complicated rune structure could not be carried by ordinary building materials.
Like the alchemy room he built for the Ministry of Magic or other institutions, the alchemy materials used to build the room alone are astronomical.
But here, Anduin couldn't find any high-grade alchemy materials at all, even through the perspective of ethereal energy. The most basic rocks make up the House of Requirement.
The more he learned, the more Anduin became more interested in the Room of Requirement.
Now he has roughly understood the principle of the Room of Requirement, but the doubts in Anduin's mind have not diminished but increased.
So in the remaining two months of this school year, Anduin would come to the Room of Requirement from time to time, using the Void Armor to study the mysteries of the room.
At the same time, during this period, Anduin became more and more familiar with the energy of the Void Spirit, and it became easier to master it, which played a very good role in his research and development of the replacement of the Deathly Hallows.
Anduin, who had the Flamel Alloy formula and the help of the Sorcerer's Stone, found a replacement for the Elder Wand within these two months.
In fact, from a functional point of view, the differences between the different Deathly Hallows are quite obvious.
As the core of the ethereal kit, the resurrection stone plays the most important role in the transformation of objects, which is equivalent to the generator of the ethereal form.
The Elder Wand plays the role of amplifying the output of magic power and sorting out the energy of the spirit, which is equivalent to a magic power transfer station.
As for the invisibility cloak, it can further stabilize the stability of the ethereal energy, and at the same time play a key role in channeling magic power. Only with it can the ethereal energy spread evenly throughout the user's body.
Therefore, among the three holy artifacts, the Resurrection Stone is the most critical and the most difficult to imitate. In contrast, the Invisibility Cloak and the Elder Wand are not so necessary.
So after investing a lot of resources, Anduin finally made a substitute for the Elder Wand in the Ethereal kit—a thickened wand wrapped in several layers of LeMay alloy.
With it, Anduin didn't have to ask Dumbledore to borrow his wand every time. The old man looked at him more and more strangely recently, as if he was always reminding him not to be so idle.
Also because of the substitute, Anduin can control the time of the Void Armor more freely, which gives him more opportunities to study the Room of Response.
However, due to the complexity of the Room of Requirement, Anduin couldn't fully understand it for a while. Those spell circles were layered on top of each other, and he couldn't destroy them, so I can only use my spare time to study.
But there is not much time left for him and his party to do research, because Hogwarts is on summer vacation.
This school year, whether for Anduin or the little wizard, is quite fulfilling, especially in the eyes of the students, this year is too exciting.
They were able to sweat in all kinds of dungeons, and at the same time experienced the thrilling basilisk crisis at the end of the semester, which is an unforgettable experience for many people in their lifetime.
And the secret room that once made people talk about it has become a tourist attraction in the school.
It's just that this is a bit hard for Harry. In the last two months of his school, he has become the door opener in everyone's eyes. Anyone who wants to visit the secret room has to ask him to help open the door.
However, this also caused everyone to not particularly reject Harry's Parseltongue identity, because everyone knew afterwards that the Chamber of Secrets was actually discovered by Anduin first, which meant that the professor was also a Parseltongue.
Since even the professor of tactical training they admired had a Parseltongue, the person who had a Parseltongue was naturally not the dark wizard he imagined.
After entering the summer vacation, Anduin did not directly lead Harry back to the manor, but planned to continue entrusting him to Sirius Black.
During this summer vacation, he still had a lot of things to deal with, so it was obviously more appropriate for Harry to live with his godfather.
On the day of the return journey, Anduin had just picked up Harry from the Foreign Cross Station, and then led him to No. 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Blake lives here now? I remember he left his parents' house a long time ago?" Anduin looked at the townhouse and asked Harry with some puzzlement.
In fact, after returning from France, due to his busy schedule, Anduin hadn't had time to visit Sirius. He originally thought that Black was still living in the Muggle community where the two had stayed before.
And because he stayed here at Christmas, Harry is no stranger to this," said the godfather, it seems that every two years after he was imprisoned, his only remaining mother passed away, and after the Ministry of Magic rehabilitated him, Then put this ancestral house into his name as a legacy."
"I remember that the Ministry of Magic doesn't have the right to take back wizards' properties. They should have just mentioned it verbally."
Anduin raised his head and glanced at the dilapidated house, and couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this guy still as sloppy as he was back then?"
"Uh..." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words. Even though he only lived here for a while during Christmas, the scene inside really 'impressed' him.
When he came to the door, Anduin didn't even knock on the door, he directly opened the door with the Unlocking Curse, and the scene that greeted him made him frown uncontrollably.
Just entering is a long porch with peeling wallpaper, worn carpet, gas lights and a cobweb chandelier and sconces in the shape of a large snake.
A nearby staircase led upstairs, where age-blackened portraits hung on the walls, including a huge one draped behind a moth-eaten and moldy curtain.
As far as the eye can see, although there is not much dust, the room is full of old and decayed feeling, and the air is filled with a faint musty smell.
"Uncle Wilson, you'd better be gentle when we go in!"
Harry leaned closer to Anduin and whispered.
"That portrait is of Mrs. Walburga Black, Sirius' birth mother, who, when awakened, screams like hell in the most horrific of voices, cursing everyone around her, And trying to wake up the other portraits and make them start screaming too."
"At Christmas time, I suffered from her a lot. Even the godfather couldn't bear it, so he covered her with that rag."
Anduin looked at Harry speechlessly, "If that's the case, why didn't Black put her away?"
"The godfather tried it too." Harry shrugged helplessly. "It seems that Mrs. Walburga Black cast a permanent sticker on the back of the portrait, and it can't be removed at all."
"Then you should also learn to use wizard methods to deal with her, instead of being tiptoed by her every time you go in and out."
After finishing speaking, Anduin ignored Harry's warning and shouted loudly, "Black! We're here, where are you bloody bastard?"
"Which bastard dares to make a loud noise at Black's house? Ah!!!"
Sure enough, just as Anduin yelled, the giant portrait behind the rag started to move. Mrs. Walburga Black's voice was already extremely sharp, and when she screamed, it was even more infrasonic than Anduin's. Curses are even more terrifying.
"To shut up!"
Just when Mrs. Walburga Black yelled, Anduin suddenly gave a cold snort, and then the sharp sound came to an abrupt end as if someone had pinched his throat.
At this time, there was a sound of "dump, click, click" in the house, and after a while, Sirius, with disheveled hair and an apron, rushed out with a spatula.
Blake cursed as he walked, "Damn old woman, she knows ghosts all day long."
When he came to the porch and saw that it was Anduin and Harry, he smiled happily, "It's you, I was just preparing dinner inside, and I didn't even notice you were here."
Then he glanced at the portrait, "Anduin, you shut up this old guy, right? Well done, I should have invited you over earlier."
Anduin rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and at the same time looked at Blake's outfit in surprise, "Did I hear you right, you? Cooking?"
"That's right?" Sirius flicked the spatula in his hand proudly, and at the same time looked at Harry, "Harry, tell Anduin quickly, how is your godfather's craftsmanship? This is a new skill I learned from France. "
"Uh..." When asked by Black, Harry's expression immediately froze, "It's...not bad, at least it can be eaten."
"What..." Sirius looked at Harry with some dissatisfaction, "That's not what you said at Christmas, I remember you were full of praise at that time, didn't you?"
"Haha, is there?" Harry snorted guiltyly.
At Christmas, he got along with Sirius really happily, except for the slightly bad living environment and food, and he has been very cooperative in order not to dampen the confidence of the godfather.
But this seemed to give Sirius an inexplicable confidence in his cooking skills, and he felt a headache when he thought about enjoying these foods for the next two months.
"Okay, stop embarrassing Harry." Anduin couldn't see what the situation was, so he could only help Harry smooth things over, "By the way, I heard you said before that your Black family is not Has there always been a house elf serving? Why do you still need to cook by yourself?"
"Hmph, I don't want to talk to Kerry that guy. Compared with my annoying mother, his character is not much better."
Blake pursed his mouth when he mentioned his house elf, "He just received some crazy instructions from my mother's portrait, which makes this house dirty and eats what he makes. Be poisoned to death!"
"Master Sirius is chewing Klitsch's tongue behind his back again!"
While Black was spouting bad things about Kreacher, a house-elf with wrinkled skin walked out from the end of the porch.
Its head was bald, but there were a lot of white hairs growing out of its two big bat-like ears, its eyes were bloodshot and gray, and its fleshy nose was so big that it looked like a pig's nose.
"Go away, Kricht, I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now!" Seeing the elf, Blake yelled at it annoyedly.
"Of order, Master Sirius! Kricher will not disturb you and continue to hang out with mudbloods and wretches. I wish you an early meeting with Master Walburga." Kricher bowed respectfully, but the expression in his eyes revealed Contempt, it seems that he is the one who is superior.
Respectfully uttering a barrage of vicious curses, Kricht retreated from the porch as if he had never been there.
"It seems that the elves in your family are not very obedient." Anduin naturally heard Klicer's obscenities.
Although he could understand that this guy who lived in a family that believed in extreme pure-blood supremacy would be so mean, it didn't mean that Anduin wouldn't feel bad about it.
"No, he is very obedient, but he is only obedient." Sirius curled his lips in the same displeasure, "Stop talking so much, let's go inside and talk."
After finishing speaking, Sirius led the two of them into the dining room, and at this moment they both smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.
Of course, even though it was said to be an aroma, one could still smell the fishy and greasy smell hidden in the aroma. It was obvious that Sirius had no talent in handling food.
At this time, Sirius also took the apron resignedly, "Well, it seems that I have been working for nothing for most of the day. Smell carefully, and the food I made tastes really strange."
"Actually, you don't need to embarrass yourself so much." Anduin comforted, "Since you can't trust your own elf, why don't I arrange an elf to come and take care of you."
"Ah? Isn't that good? Kiki is usually so busy, and hasn't she quit working as an ordinary house elf long ago?" Sirius instinctively refused.
"I didn't say it was Kiki." Anduin smiled, "Recently, I have another house-elf under my command."
After all, he looked at Harry specially, "It's that Dobby who always bothered you in the first half of school year, do you still have any memory?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded, and at the same time he asked in confusion, "That guy made me miserable, and when he disappeared later, I thought it was because he finally thought about it. Could it be that Dobby is your subordinate?"
"Not at first." Anduin shook his head, "But I caught him later, the day you participated in your first Quidditch game, remember?"
"So that's what it did!" Harry recalled that day, with resentment in his eyes, "He always makes trouble for me, he must not be a good person, how could you let him follow you?"
(End of this chapter)
