Chapter 139
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Wo Bu Geng Xin
"Why haven't you come yet?"
A young man wearing a black hood stayed on the top of the Astronomy Tower, looking anxiously at the door that hadn't been pushed open.
"Oh, don't be so nervous about a baby dragon. Although it already has fighting power, if Hagrid comes to deliver it himself, then these are trivial matters."
Another young man sitting on the stone pier distributed the bread in his hand to the people around him, and then said to the anxious young man, "Walker, calm down, this is Hogwarts, there will be nothing wrong." things."
"Don't you know what we are doing? If the professors see this, even though you have graduated, you will be scolded at all, and you won't even have the chance to be punished by school rules."
Volker scolded him angrily.They are no longer students. If it was back then, even if dragons were hatched in the school, at worst, the professors would teach them a lesson, put them in confinement, and sue their parents if they were too great.As long as you don't get stabbed to the Ministry of Magic, there is no big problem.
But now, professors will no longer shelter their group of adults who have already established autonomous capabilities.
Now they are in direct contact with the laws of the magic world.
Raising fire dragons without permission is a felony!
What's more, it is still in a sensitive place like a school.
"Hagrid's courage is really big enough. He dares to raise a dragon in the school. If something happens, he can only pay for it with his life."
The young old god sitting there eating bread was there, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"Back then, I thought Hagrid was absolutely amazing. I didn't expect that he really did the best when it came to cheating himself."
He clicked his tongue in admiration.Volker shook his head helplessly: "That's fine, but he actually involved a group of little wizards... I don't even know what to say about him."
"What else can I say, ordinary people like us are okay, how many of those who are really famous for their research on magical animals are normal?"
The young man stuffed the remaining morsel of bread into his mouth, and then said with a smile, "Have you ever seen the old and the young in the Scamander family? It's not nonsense...it's really a bit...not so normal."
Mr. Newt Scamander is well known in the field of magical beasts.And his newly minted grandson, the already-famous Fantastic Beasts Researcher, Rolf Scamander.That is also a real genius, and he has already achieved a lot at a young age.Although it is questioned by many people that it is the light of their grandparents.But everyone knows that it is unrealistic for a one-year-old child to kill Voldemort, but they are still willing to call that child the savior.Even if someone questioned it, it was just regarded as sour.
The same is true for Rove. His family background is enough to make many people jealous, and a little bit of slander will not surprise anyone.
Just as the two of them were talking, the door over there suddenly rang.The spirits of the people present were lifted. Although they were also full of expectations for the young dragon, it was better to end this boring and dangerous job as soon as possible.If it wasn't for that fellow Charlie insisting on asking them to help, they wouldn't have the slightest desire to take over this job.
But fortunately, such a difficult night finally had an end.
But when the door was opened and people came out, they were all stunned.
For a while, on the roof, except for the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound to be heard.
"Are they all dumb?"
He was full of air, slightly hoarse, and if he listened carefully, he could hear an angry female voice coming from the door.
Professor McGonagall looked at the four youths in front of him with a rather ugly expression: "Ohm Lind, speak!"
The young man who was sitting on the stone pier and eating bread stood up suddenly.Even after so many years, when facing the dean, he will still return to the state where the little lion met the old lion.
"Professor! Long time no see..."
"If you change the scene, I'll say hello to you."
Professor McGonagall said angrily: "There is no serious business, right? Come to the school to break the law and discipline? You really left the school and your wings are hardened."
When Professor McGonagall was in full swing, the four youths over there all lowered their heads.But soon one person realized that something was wrong, he belonged to Beauxbatons, what would a Hogwarts professor do?
So he subconsciously had to hold his head up high, not to ruin Beauxbaton's reputation in front of the professors at Hogwarts.But when he and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, the determination on his face disappeared instantly.
He lowered his head heavily.
Hell, why is it like meeting Madame Maxime...
He complained in his heart.Although Professor McGonagall is not his psychological shadow, he has successfully evoked the shadow in his heart.
Professor McGonagall looked at a group of young people who looked like eggplants beaten by frost, snorted coldly, and then said to Luke behind him: "Give them the dragon."
Luke nodded, then dragged Professor McGonagall's deformed cart and dragged Norber over.
At first, Om Lind wanted to say hello to this elementary school boy who was obviously favored by Professor McGonagall, but when he saw the young dragon on the cart behind Luke, he couldn't say anything .
"How is this going?"
Volker, who was very anxious at the beginning, has calmed down now. It can't be said that he is seriously injured, but this is definitely not a simple self-healing.
"During the process of sending the dragon up, because of a strange smell, the dragon lost control and hurt people, but fortunately, there is nothing serious. I suspect it is a problem with the medicine, but I don't know much about it. Understood, if some seniors know something about this situation, please tell me the reason."
Luke said seriously to several people, his expression could even be said to be solemn.
"Talk about the specific situation first, what you said just now is too ridiculous."
Walker squatted down directly, then dipped his finger into a drop of dragon's blood from Norber's wound, and put it into his mouth. He wrinkled and said nothing.
Luke briefly described Hagrid's medicine and Norbert's state after taking the medicine, as well as the smell and Norbert's reaction.
Volker pondered for a moment, then said, "I suspect it's Drunken Dragon Saliva."
When the other people heard the name, they looked a little confused, as if they had never even heard of this thing.
But Luke's face was a little strange.
"Do you know this name?" The young man noticed Luke's expression, and asked a little strangely.
Luke shook his head silently when he heard the words, "I just think this name is a bit like something from the oriental magic world."
The young man nodded and said: "Indeed, it is a relatively common thing to deal with fire dragons over there. What you said is out of control, it should be that you used a special flower, and the fire dragon that ate drunk dragon saliva, once in half If you smell this flower while you're half-drunk, you'll lose control."
Luke's expression became more and more strange.But after all, he nodded and said: "Okay, senior, I understand, thank you."
"You're welcome, to be honest, I didn't expect kids like you to take care of this. I thought it was Hagrid who came to deliver the dragon himself."
As he spoke, there was considerable resentment in his tone.Obviously there is a sense of blame.
Luke didn't mention Hagrid's excuse either.If it was a bit of a bravado to say that Harry and Ron were going to handle this on their own, then it could only be said that Hagrid was far from qualified.This matter itself should come out by himself.Giving it to Harry and Ron was wrong in itself.
But Luke didn't say that Hagrid was wrong, because it was what he did on purpose.
If it weren't for this situation, how could he take advantage of the opportunity just now to fight that guy?
Although he was a little injured, he finally figured out his own image in Voldemort's heart.
"Are you done? Go away when you're done. If you're really caught, don't tell Luke."
Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Several young people could hear the lingering anger and deep resentment in Professor McGonagall's tone.So when he knew it, he left quickly.
But before leaving, Walker warned Luke: "There are many ingredients for drunken dragon saliva that can't be found in the UK, or even in Europe. On the black market, this stuff is rare..."
Speaking of this, he scratched his head: "Why am I telling you this... Remember, tell Hagrid that there may be someone, a dark wizard from the East, who is eyeing him."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Luke in a complicated way: "Maybe you have to be careful too, anyway..."
"Okay, it's almost over, what danger can my junior be in Hogwarts!"
Om Linde said angrily.
Then he pouted in the direction of Professor McGonagall and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go first, if you really have anything to do, write to Hagrid and ask him to pass it on for you."
Then, as if he had been reminded of something, Walker immediately turned his head and asked Luke: "What's your name, there may be something else, I'll write to you later."
"Luke, Luke Gaunt."
Luke said his name.
Then, the four youths were more or less stunned for a moment.
"Are you the heir of the Gaunt family?"
Ohm looked Luke up and down, they had already heard the legend of this boy.Whether it's getting rich overnight or being a genius, it's the kind of name that can make people interested.
Especially since this guy is so handsome...
"Merlin's beard...God is really unfair."
Om Linde sighed with emotion.Then he dragged Noble and got on his own broom.
The brooms of the four of them were hung by ropes from a large plank on which Noble was placed.
Volker also glanced at Luke in surprise, but said nothing, just said, "Wait for my letter."
After speaking, he quickly got on his broom.
They had booked their exit route so they could avoid Ministry patrols.
It's not easy.
Luke didn't know much about these things, but judging from their hasty performance, this was the only way to pick up Norber. It can only be said that Charlie Weiss had a big enough face.
"Okay, now follow me to see a doctor at Madam Pomfrey's."
After watching several of his students leave, Professor McGonagall immediately lowered his head and said to Luke, "Are you seriously injured?"
Luke didn't answer immediately, but the answer was revealed when Madam Pomfrey lifted his robe.
It was a thin line of blood.It doesn't look serious.But if you look carefully, you will find that where the distance between the skin and the bone is relatively close, as long as Luke's hand moves, there will be a faint white reveal...
There was little bleeding, but the wound never healed.
It's not that Luke doesn't know those healing spells, he has learned a little bit.But none of this worked...
Madam Pomfrey switched several healing spells.Finally, with a curse against the curse, Luke's wound began to heal.
"That way there won't be any major problems." Madam Pomfrey said with a calm expression. The situation in front of her was not a very rare disease for her.
"A very interesting curse. But it's also very dangerous. Fortunately, Minerva brought you here in time. Otherwise, if we wait until tomorrow morning, we may have to send you to St. Mungo's."
In fact, there is a little bit of a different meaning in this sentence.Luke nodded and said to Professor McGonagall, "Thank you, Professor."
"No need."
Professor McGonagall waved his hand, watching the bloodline on Luke's arm heal little by little, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you seen who attacked you?"
This curse is very uncommon, and Professor McGonagall couldn't think of who would use such a curse for a while.In fact, such an idea is meaningless.Although the wizarding world is not big, many wizards may have some kind of peaceful life on the surface, but they will be a black wizard in private, either to make money in the black market, or to poach or smuggle.
None of this is uncommon.Professor McGonagall had seen too much.
So even if it is such an uncommon curse, almost one in a hundred black wizards will know it.
It doesn't make much sense to analyze it from the curse.
But Professor McGonagall had a bad association, because if she remembered correctly, Severus seemed to have a strong spell.Injury methods mixed with harmful spells and curses.
The same wounds are caused by sharp blades.The same is difficult to heal.
Although I really didn't want to, but a trace of doubt still surged out from the bottom of Professor McGonagall's heart.
"With a hood on, the corridor was too dark, so I couldn't see clearly."
This is the truth, but also a lie.Of course, Luke didn't see clearly the appearance of the person opposite.But that doesn't mean he doesn't know who the person opposite is.
Professor McGonagall nodded, and after all, he couldn't hold back and touched Luke's head and said, "Take a good rest."
"It has ended."
Luke nodded, but did not agree with this statement.
it's over?No, it's time to start.
A young man wearing a black hood stayed on the top of the Astronomy Tower, looking anxiously at the door that hadn't been pushed open.
"Oh, don't be so nervous about a baby dragon. Although it already has fighting power, if Hagrid comes to deliver it himself, then these are trivial matters."
Another young man sitting on the stone pier distributed the bread in his hand to the people around him, and then said to the anxious young man, "Walker, calm down, this is Hogwarts, there will be nothing wrong." things."
"Don't you know what we are doing? If the professors see this, even though you have graduated, you will be scolded at all, and you won't even have the chance to be punished by school rules."
Volker scolded him angrily.They are no longer students. If it was back then, even if dragons were hatched in the school, at worst, the professors would teach them a lesson, put them in confinement, and sue their parents if they were too great.As long as you don't get stabbed to the Ministry of Magic, there is no big problem.
But now, professors will no longer shelter their group of adults who have already established autonomous capabilities.
Now they are in direct contact with the laws of the magic world.
Raising fire dragons without permission is a felony!
What's more, it is still in a sensitive place like a school.
"Hagrid's courage is really big enough. He dares to raise a dragon in the school. If something happens, he can only pay for it with his life."
The young old god sitting there eating bread was there, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"Back then, I thought Hagrid was absolutely amazing. I didn't expect that he really did the best when it came to cheating himself."
He clicked his tongue in admiration.Volker shook his head helplessly: "That's fine, but he actually involved a group of little wizards... I don't even know what to say about him."
"What else can I say, ordinary people like us are okay, how many of those who are really famous for their research on magical animals are normal?"
The young man stuffed the remaining morsel of bread into his mouth, and then said with a smile, "Have you ever seen the old and the young in the Scamander family? It's not nonsense...it's really a bit...not so normal."
Mr. Newt Scamander is well known in the field of magical beasts.And his newly minted grandson, the already-famous Fantastic Beasts Researcher, Rolf Scamander.That is also a real genius, and he has already achieved a lot at a young age.Although it is questioned by many people that it is the light of their grandparents.But everyone knows that it is unrealistic for a one-year-old child to kill Voldemort, but they are still willing to call that child the savior.Even if someone questioned it, it was just regarded as sour.
The same is true for Rove. His family background is enough to make many people jealous, and a little bit of slander will not surprise anyone.
Just as the two of them were talking, the door over there suddenly rang.The spirits of the people present were lifted. Although they were also full of expectations for the young dragon, it was better to end this boring and dangerous job as soon as possible.If it wasn't for that fellow Charlie insisting on asking them to help, they wouldn't have the slightest desire to take over this job.
But fortunately, such a difficult night finally had an end.
But when the door was opened and people came out, they were all stunned.
For a while, on the roof, except for the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound to be heard.
"Are they all dumb?"
He was full of air, slightly hoarse, and if he listened carefully, he could hear an angry female voice coming from the door.
Professor McGonagall looked at the four youths in front of him with a rather ugly expression: "Ohm Lind, speak!"
The young man who was sitting on the stone pier and eating bread stood up suddenly.Even after so many years, when facing the dean, he will still return to the state where the little lion met the old lion.
"Professor! Long time no see..."
"If you change the scene, I'll say hello to you."
Professor McGonagall said angrily: "There is no serious business, right? Come to the school to break the law and discipline? You really left the school and your wings are hardened."
When Professor McGonagall was in full swing, the four youths over there all lowered their heads.But soon one person realized that something was wrong, he belonged to Beauxbatons, what would a Hogwarts professor do?
So he subconsciously had to hold his head up high, not to ruin Beauxbaton's reputation in front of the professors at Hogwarts.But when he and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, the determination on his face disappeared instantly.
He lowered his head heavily.
Hell, why is it like meeting Madame Maxime...
He complained in his heart.Although Professor McGonagall is not his psychological shadow, he has successfully evoked the shadow in his heart.
Professor McGonagall looked at a group of young people who looked like eggplants beaten by frost, snorted coldly, and then said to Luke behind him: "Give them the dragon."
Luke nodded, then dragged Professor McGonagall's deformed cart and dragged Norber over.
At first, Om Lind wanted to say hello to this elementary school boy who was obviously favored by Professor McGonagall, but when he saw the young dragon on the cart behind Luke, he couldn't say anything .
"How is this going?"
Volker, who was very anxious at the beginning, has calmed down now. It can't be said that he is seriously injured, but this is definitely not a simple self-healing.
"During the process of sending the dragon up, because of a strange smell, the dragon lost control and hurt people, but fortunately, there is nothing serious. I suspect it is a problem with the medicine, but I don't know much about it. Understood, if some seniors know something about this situation, please tell me the reason."
Luke said seriously to several people, his expression could even be said to be solemn.
"Talk about the specific situation first, what you said just now is too ridiculous."
Walker squatted down directly, then dipped his finger into a drop of dragon's blood from Norber's wound, and put it into his mouth. He wrinkled and said nothing.
Luke briefly described Hagrid's medicine and Norbert's state after taking the medicine, as well as the smell and Norbert's reaction.
Volker pondered for a moment, then said, "I suspect it's Drunken Dragon Saliva."
When the other people heard the name, they looked a little confused, as if they had never even heard of this thing.
But Luke's face was a little strange.
"Do you know this name?" The young man noticed Luke's expression, and asked a little strangely.
Luke shook his head silently when he heard the words, "I just think this name is a bit like something from the oriental magic world."
The young man nodded and said: "Indeed, it is a relatively common thing to deal with fire dragons over there. What you said is out of control, it should be that you used a special flower, and the fire dragon that ate drunk dragon saliva, once in half If you smell this flower while you're half-drunk, you'll lose control."
Luke's expression became more and more strange.But after all, he nodded and said: "Okay, senior, I understand, thank you."
"You're welcome, to be honest, I didn't expect kids like you to take care of this. I thought it was Hagrid who came to deliver the dragon himself."
As he spoke, there was considerable resentment in his tone.Obviously there is a sense of blame.
Luke didn't mention Hagrid's excuse either.If it was a bit of a bravado to say that Harry and Ron were going to handle this on their own, then it could only be said that Hagrid was far from qualified.This matter itself should come out by himself.Giving it to Harry and Ron was wrong in itself.
But Luke didn't say that Hagrid was wrong, because it was what he did on purpose.
If it weren't for this situation, how could he take advantage of the opportunity just now to fight that guy?
Although he was a little injured, he finally figured out his own image in Voldemort's heart.
"Are you done? Go away when you're done. If you're really caught, don't tell Luke."
Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Several young people could hear the lingering anger and deep resentment in Professor McGonagall's tone.So when he knew it, he left quickly.
But before leaving, Walker warned Luke: "There are many ingredients for drunken dragon saliva that can't be found in the UK, or even in Europe. On the black market, this stuff is rare..."
Speaking of this, he scratched his head: "Why am I telling you this... Remember, tell Hagrid that there may be someone, a dark wizard from the East, who is eyeing him."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Luke in a complicated way: "Maybe you have to be careful too, anyway..."
"Okay, it's almost over, what danger can my junior be in Hogwarts!"
Om Linde said angrily.
Then he pouted in the direction of Professor McGonagall and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go first, if you really have anything to do, write to Hagrid and ask him to pass it on for you."
Then, as if he had been reminded of something, Walker immediately turned his head and asked Luke: "What's your name, there may be something else, I'll write to you later."
"Luke, Luke Gaunt."
Luke said his name.
Then, the four youths were more or less stunned for a moment.
"Are you the heir of the Gaunt family?"
Ohm looked Luke up and down, they had already heard the legend of this boy.Whether it's getting rich overnight or being a genius, it's the kind of name that can make people interested.
Especially since this guy is so handsome...
"Merlin's beard...God is really unfair."
Om Linde sighed with emotion.Then he dragged Noble and got on his own broom.
The brooms of the four of them were hung by ropes from a large plank on which Noble was placed.
Volker also glanced at Luke in surprise, but said nothing, just said, "Wait for my letter."
After speaking, he quickly got on his broom.
They had booked their exit route so they could avoid Ministry patrols.
It's not easy.
Luke didn't know much about these things, but judging from their hasty performance, this was the only way to pick up Norber. It can only be said that Charlie Weiss had a big enough face.
"Okay, now follow me to see a doctor at Madam Pomfrey's."
After watching several of his students leave, Professor McGonagall immediately lowered his head and said to Luke, "Are you seriously injured?"
Luke didn't answer immediately, but the answer was revealed when Madam Pomfrey lifted his robe.
It was a thin line of blood.It doesn't look serious.But if you look carefully, you will find that where the distance between the skin and the bone is relatively close, as long as Luke's hand moves, there will be a faint white reveal...
There was little bleeding, but the wound never healed.
It's not that Luke doesn't know those healing spells, he has learned a little bit.But none of this worked...
Madam Pomfrey switched several healing spells.Finally, with a curse against the curse, Luke's wound began to heal.
"That way there won't be any major problems." Madam Pomfrey said with a calm expression. The situation in front of her was not a very rare disease for her.
"A very interesting curse. But it's also very dangerous. Fortunately, Minerva brought you here in time. Otherwise, if we wait until tomorrow morning, we may have to send you to St. Mungo's."
In fact, there is a little bit of a different meaning in this sentence.Luke nodded and said to Professor McGonagall, "Thank you, Professor."
"No need."
Professor McGonagall waved his hand, watching the bloodline on Luke's arm heal little by little, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you seen who attacked you?"
This curse is very uncommon, and Professor McGonagall couldn't think of who would use such a curse for a while.In fact, such an idea is meaningless.Although the wizarding world is not big, many wizards may have some kind of peaceful life on the surface, but they will be a black wizard in private, either to make money in the black market, or to poach or smuggle.
None of this is uncommon.Professor McGonagall had seen too much.
So even if it is such an uncommon curse, almost one in a hundred black wizards will know it.
It doesn't make much sense to analyze it from the curse.
But Professor McGonagall had a bad association, because if she remembered correctly, Severus seemed to have a strong spell.Injury methods mixed with harmful spells and curses.
The same wounds are caused by sharp blades.The same is difficult to heal.
Although I really didn't want to, but a trace of doubt still surged out from the bottom of Professor McGonagall's heart.
"With a hood on, the corridor was too dark, so I couldn't see clearly."
This is the truth, but also a lie.Of course, Luke didn't see clearly the appearance of the person opposite.But that doesn't mean he doesn't know who the person opposite is.
Professor McGonagall nodded, and after all, he couldn't hold back and touched Luke's head and said, "Take a good rest."
"It has ended."
Luke nodded, but did not agree with this statement.
it's over?No, it's time to start.
