Chapter 211: Deception, inheritance, and death
The next day, the entire British wizarding world was in chaos.
Fudge's already low approval rating dropped directly to negative numbers. It looks like he has no chance of being re-elected in this election.
In addition, Rita Skeeter's exaggerated description dealt a fatal blow to the Ministry of Magic's precarious support rate.
Internally, several Ministry of Magic officials were attacked during the event, and it was basically predictable that when the new minister took office, Fudge would be sent to Azkaban.
At the same time, the Gemini’s victory funds were also obtained.
Because of Aiden's help, Ludo Bagman, who was overwhelmed by the sixty Galleons, had to pay the twins three hundred and sixty Galleons.
The director's thigh must have been about to break with slapping his thigh. There are reports that he has been preparing for the election recently and has started to raise election funds everywhere.
Mundungus Fletcher took the opportunity to ask the Ministry of Magic for compensation for the twelve high-end convertibles, but was seen through by Percy.
This incident earned him the admiration of Barty Crouch, and Percy began to show off at home day and night.
"Aunt, I suggest that we buy Percy a property outside." Aiden narrowed his eyes.
"Why? Isn't he living well with us now?" Molly was puzzled.
"Look, he's working now and will be in love soon. We can't let Percy bring his girlfriend to the Burrow every day." Aiden looked like he was thinking about him.
"I'll think about it." Mrs. Molly left thoughtfully.
On September 1, the first day of school, Arthur received a message from Mad-Eye Moody, saying that he was attacked by a trash can, thus alarming the Muggles.
In order to rush to help Moody deal with subsequent events, Arthur had to work overtime again and left the task of sending the children to school to magic.
Unfortunately, Molly doesn't know how to drive Arthur's beloved car, so the group can only take a taxi to King's Cross Station.
This year's train is not as dangerous as last year's, if you can ignore Malfoy's boasting in the carriage that his father originally wanted to send him to Durmstrang.
"Aiden!" Edmund went into the compartment.
"It seems your brother is fighting with Malfoy and the others. Don't you want to go and take a look?" Ethan also followed in.
"It's okay. Boys' emotions are developed through fighting and playing." Aiden began to read the random replies.
"I heard that this year's Quidditch competition was attacked by Death Eaters?" Ethan gossiped.
"By the way, why didn't I see you at the venue?" Aiden asked Edmund puzzledly.
"Because we didn't participate at all. My father and I went to France. It was said that an esteemed old man left us a legacy, but I didn't know who it was in the end." Edmund spread his hands.
When he heard France, Aiden seemed to know who it was. He took off his hat and observed a moment of silence for the departure of a comet.
"Do you know who it is?" Edmund asked when he saw him like this.
"Nicholas Flamel." Aiden also gave the answer.
“You mean…!”
Edmund was about to open his mouth when Aiden covered it.
"Keep your voice down. Think about who he is and what the consequences will be if you take his inheritance and publicize it."
Edmund's face flushed red, and he was so excited that it took him a while to calm down.
"So, what is the relationship between your family and him that would make him leave an inheritance to you." Aiden raised his eyebrows.
"According to my father, my grandfather was raised by him. I was originally curious about how my grandfather's foster parent is still alive. Now combined with your information, I roughly know why, but doesn't he have that?" Edmund raised his eyebrows.
Ignoring Ethan who was confused by what he was hearing, Aiden filled in the missing information for Edmund.
"You mean the Philosopher's Stone? The energy in that thing should have been exhausted." Aiden said.
"Aw, that's a shame," Edmund also sighed, and Ethan, who barely kept up with the two of them, nodded.
"But Edmund, is there a method to refine the Philosopher's Stone in the inheritance you received?" Ethan asked in a low voice.
"It's just a copy of the Jade Record, nothing else." Edmund spread his hands.
"Then it seems that you are his favorite heirs. According to records, Nick refined the Philosopher's Stone according to the Emerald Record." Aiden said.
"My father has been conducting magical experiments in the past two months, and it seems that he is now researching that thing." Edmund nodded.
"Let me tell you another speculation of mine." Aiden smiled mysteriously.
"What?" * 2
"According to my speculation, the Philosopher's Stone is most likely made of human raw materials." Aiden's smile was terrifying.
"What!" * 2
“Nicolas Flamel was active in the 13th to 14th century, which was the time when the Black Death was rampant. It should have been a simple matter for Nicolas Flamel to obtain the raw materials.
However, based on what we know about Nicolas Flamel's character in the book, he probably wanted to create a panacea, but accidentally created the philosopher's stone. "
Aiden told the story, and Edmund recalled the few words he had seen in the inheritance and felt that this statement seemed to be supported by some evidence.
The train arrived at the station, and the war between the trio and Malfoy and his group ended. Aiden considerately cast a healing spell on his cousin and got off the train.
The new school year begins, and Peeves, who has been depressed for a whole holiday, goes into violent mode.
He got some water balls from somewhere and fired them wildly at the little wizards.
The stairs in the entire corridor outside the hall were wet.
Just then, Professor McGonagall came out to pick up the new little wizard.
Then she stepped on the slippery ground and fell forward.
Aiden reached out to help, but Professor McGonagall grabbed his hat off.
The agile professor immediately reached out his other hand and grabbed the horn on Aiden's head, and finally stood firm.
Aiden: “…”
Professor McGonagall: "..."
"Well, your horns are in good shape, Mr. Prewett." After all, she was still a professor, so Professor McGonagall gently changed the subject.
Then, Professor McGonagall, who had recovered from the embarrassment, cursed at Peeves and threatened to call Dumbledore over, and then Peeves left in anger.
After a while, Hagrid led a group of little wizards into the castle, and his moleskin coat was draped over one of the little wizards.
His dripping hair looked like it had just been pulled out of the water.
"Well, professor, we'll go in first." Aiden said goodbye to Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall nodded, and Aiden followed his roommates and hurried to the Ravenclaw table.
"Haha, Professor McGonagall just grabbed your horn, hahahaha burp~"
After leaving the professor, Ethan and Edmund let their nature run wild and laughed at Aiden as much as they could.
"Hmm." The sharp dragon eyes swept across the two of them, making them shiver.
"Alas, Peeves has become even more outrageous since the Bloody Baron left." Aiden sighed.
"That's right. I really don't know which bastard fulfilled Barrow's obsession." Ethan said suicidally.
"Wow, what are you going to do now that you know who it is?" A certain dragon narrowed his eyes.
"Of course I'll teach him a set of oriental kung fu to teach him a lesson."
Ethan continued to act recklessly. Edmund, sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, stopped looking at him and silently prayed for Ethan.
"Okay, let's go to the eighth floor later and I'll satisfy you."
Ethan opened his mouth and turned to look at Aiden. Behind Aiden, the shadow of a giant dragon appeared and stared at him.
