Chapter 245 The Real Savior (Please Subscribe to This 10,000-Word Chapter)

"You made a lot of noise tonight."

As soon as Zuo Si returned to the castle, he was immediately blocked by Snape near the door.

Especially those scrutinizing eyes and gloomy face always give people a very awkward and uncomfortable feeling.

Fortunately, Zuo Si had long been accustomed to the other party's attitude, and deliberately pretended to be innocent and shrugged: "Please, professor, this is not my fault. If you have any objections to this, please go to Qi." Professor Luo and the person behind him."

"Have you met that person?" Snape narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.

"That's right. We had a very pleasant and friendly exchange of magic, but he didn't seem very happy himself."

When saying this, Zuo Si had a hint of joking in his tone.

You don't need to ask to know that in the short spell duel just now, Voldemort definitely suffered a big loss and was even forced to show some of his trump cards.

The effects and power of several spells are no worse than those of seventh- or even eighth-level arcane magic.

"Don't you feel nervous? You know that person is the Dark Lord who kills without batting an eye. The names of the wizards who died at his hands are enough to fill several pages of parchment." Snape continued to ask with interest.

Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "Nervous? Why should I be nervous? Maybe he was indeed a feared black magic master in his heyday, but now he is just a remnant soul living in someone else. With Professor Quirrell's magic level, It's not enough to support him to exert his full power. I bet that many professors at Hogwarts can easily defeat him."

"So you are not afraid, and you even despise him from the bottom of your heart?" Snape touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. In my opinion, Voldemort has never been truly powerful and invincible. It's just that most people in the British wizarding world were shocked by his cruel killing methods.

If I had lived more than ten years ago, I would have definitely come up with various ways to kill it.

For example, tons of high explosives were obtained from the Muggle world, and large-caliber Gatling rotating tube Vulcan cannons that could fire thousands of bullets a minute;

Another example is rocket launchers, missiles, white phosphorus incendiary bombs, napalm bombs, thermobaric bombs, poison gas bombs...

Many of these weapons are so powerful that there is no need to aim, and there is no need to spend time and energy looking for the secret keeper, or confirming where the opponent's stronghold is.

Just aim at a certain location and throw it from the sky.

In short, the Muggle world has many weapons that are far more powerful than most spells and can kill Voldemort and his men.

The only thing that needed to be done was to set a trap and eliminate them all, along with the Death Eaters, once and for all.

Even if you don't succeed once, you can try it a second or third time.

I don't believe how many people dare to become one of the Death Eaters and continue to serve them after experiencing several such counterattacks.

Even if Voldemort himself escapes by chance, the power of his men will be greatly reduced, and he will no longer dare to use Apparition unscrupulously to kill wizards who dare to pronounce his name.

In fact, Voldemort exploited the power of fear and the cowardice of human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

He put a curse on his name and asked Death Eaters or himself to attack and kill anyone who dared to pronounce this name, just to make everyone lose the will to resist in extreme fear.

It's as if a murderer suddenly appeared with a knife stained with his victim's blood.

There were obviously a lot of people around, and a few of them could be subdued by just standing out, but because they were too scared, they all ended up running away.

Then the murderers caught up and killed them one by one.

So as long as you ignore the terrifying atmosphere created by Voldemort, he himself is just a slightly more powerful and evil dark wizard. He is not essentially different from other wizards, and he is not that difficult to kill. "

"Did you learn this in the Muggle world?"

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched inadvertently.

In order to better understand the troubled student in front of him, he bought a few books and magazines during the Christmas vacation to get a general understanding of the development and changes in the Muggle world in the past ten years.

It is naturally impossible to know anything about the weapons used in modern warfare.

But I never expected Zuo Si to be so cruel.

If the last Wizarding War had been led by the young man in front of him, Voldemort and his Death Eaters might have died long ago.

Maybe more than 70% of the pure-blood families in the British wizarding world will be swept directly into the garbage dump of history.

"So be it. You should know that wars in the Muggle world are more bloody and cruel than wars in the wizarding world.

Therefore, the power of weapons became more and more terrifying with the development of the two world wars.

Especially in terms of lethality, it has long surpassed most magic spells.

Therefore, if you really want to eliminate a person, it is actually simpler and more crude to use guns, explosives and bombs than using magic spells. "

Zuo Si explained nonchalantly.

Unfortunately, these modern explosives and weapons are not very effective in Faerûn, which is filled with magical energy.

During the Christmas vacation, he took several grenades, shotguns and other thermal weapons to test their power, and found that any chemical reaction that did not involve magical energy would inevitably be weakened to varying degrees.

Unless the one-time charge is particularly large, like those big iron cans filled with liquid hydrogen and oxygen, the effect is far less effective than going directly to the "Holy Ball of Physics".

In order to find out the reason, Zuo Si also spent a lot of money to buy a musket made by Faerun's native dwarfs, and then discovered that this thing was actually a magic alchemy item.

Yes!

Faerun's muskets and what modern people on earth think of as muskets are two completely different things. Even the formulas of gunpowder are very different.

In addition, due to the large number of magical equipment and protective spells, non-magical weapons are not effective in actual combat.

Especially for something that is extremely hard and protected by a magic force field like dragon scales, as long as it is a non-magical weapon, even if you use a large-caliber machine gun to shoot continuously at a point, it will not leave even the slightest scratch on it.

Therefore, although the dwarves invented the musket a long time ago, it is not very popular in Faerûn, and there are even fewer adventurers who are willing to use it as their main weapon.

On the one hand, projectiles and gunpowder are not available in all cities, so it is very troublesome to replenish them, which is far less convenient than a crossbow;

On the other hand, the difficulty of enchanting a small bullet is countless times higher than that of enchanting a slender arrow.

If you don't use things like mithril and fine gold to make projectiles, it's basically impossible to penetrate a protective force field that can withstand non-magical damage.

But if mithril or fine gold were used to make projectiles, the cost would be too high.

If you add in the cost of asking an arcane or divine spellcaster to enchant it, it would be more cost-effective to use enchanted arrows.

Among them, a few magic crossbows with +3 or above are used in combination with special arrows. Their terrifying penetrating power can even penetrate the trunks of several towering trees continuously.

Under the influence of magical power, the kinetic energy generated by the pulling force of the crossbow is compensated to the maximum extent compared to the serious lack of propulsive force generated by the burning and expansion of gunpowder.

Therefore, there is a strange phenomenon in the continent of Faerûn that muskets have been unable to replace crossbows as the mainstream weapon.

Snape obviously didn't know what Zuo Si did during the short two weeks of Christmas vacation. He subconsciously frowned and reminded: "I admit that what I just said makes sense. But please remember , you are only a first-year student at Hogwarts. Although you have achieved success that countless adult wizards cannot achieve in their lifetimes, there are some things that are better not to be said easily."

"Don't worry, professor. I understand what I should say to whom. But for you, I am willing to give you 100% trust." Zuo Si responded meaningfully.

There was no doubt that these words made Snape's eyes flash with emotion for a moment, but it soon turned into a look of disgust.

"Okay, don't talk about these useless nonsense here, and go back to the dormitory to rest. I don't want to see you yawning from sleepiness during Potions class tomorrow."

"Good night, Professor."

Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then turned and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

After he was completely gone, Snape quickly walked into the principal's office and reported to Dumbledore, who had been waiting for a long time: "As you expected, a fight broke out between Soth and that man."

"How is the result?"

Dumbledore asked without looking up while wiping his glasses.

"It seems that Soth should have taken advantage of it. But in order not to arouse his vigilance, I didn't ask for details." Snape expressed his inference with a serious face.

Because if Voldemort gains the upper hand, then Quirinus Quirrell should be the first to come back.

"Is he not hurt?" Dumbledore asked with a slightly concerned tone.

Snape thought for a moment and immediately shook his head: "Probably not. As you know, he is very skilled in healing and recovery spells. He is also proficient in the preparation of many advanced potions. Even if he is injured, he can recover in a short time. As before. Compared to this, I am more worried about Quirrell's current state."

"Don't worry, he will come back alive. Because Tom knows many ways to escape death." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"So Potter will continue to complete the trial you prepared for him?"

When saying this, Snape frowned subconsciously.

"That is Harry's fate. You know, he has no choice and no way to escape. All we can do is help him grow so that he can go further on this path."

Dumbledore sighed slightly, with a hint of pity for the "savior" in his tone.

Such a fate is simply too cruel for a child who has lost his parents since he was a child.

"I don't understand, why don't you let Soth help deal with that person? Judging from his performance tonight, even if that person is successfully resurrected in a few years, it will be difficult to get any benefits from him." Snape couldn't help but question again.

Dumbledore stared into the other person's eyes, and after a full minute he answered in a deep voice: "Because Soth is uncontrollable. He is too smart and mature, and it is difficult to guarantee whether he will change his attitude in a few years." and position. In this regard, please do not question my judgment. I was once young and understand how easily young people can go astray under the impulse of emotion."

"So, you helped Soth publish that book and introduced him to members of the Wizengamot, the International Confederation of Wizards, and the Order of Merlin, just to guide him to another path?"

At this moment, Snape finally realized the intention of the old man in front of him, who was known as the greatest wizard of the world, for his previous operations.

"That's right. Soth's intelligence should not be wasted on such intrigues, but should be used to benefit the entire magical world. If he can indulge in research and creation, then I think the magical world will soon It is ushering in a period of rapid development. So we cannot take risks, let alone bet on whether his involvement in this kind of thing will have a negative impact on his character."

Dumbledore gave his reasons seriously.

"Well, I hope you're right."

As usual, Snape finally chose to compromise.

Although he tried all the time to save Harry Potter from his tragic fate, he also understood that it was not an easy task.

Because the lightning-shaped Horcrux on his forehead determined that the latter would be closely entangled with Voldemort, and no one could easily separate him.

In this way, the first official meeting between Zuo Si and Voldemort did not cause too many waves, and most people were not even aware that such a thing had happened.

Early the next morning, Quirinus Quirrell appeared in the lobby on the first floor to have breakfast as if nothing happened last night, wearing his iconic big scarf.

But Zuo Si, Dumbledore and Snape were all keenly aware that his body and even soul had been cursed.

That's a symptom that occurs only after sucking unicorn blood.

Although it is not very obvious yet, for the three people who have profound knowledge in the field of black magic, they can identify it with a little careful observation.

Snape exchanged a quick look with Dumbledore.

As for Zuo Si, he didn't show any abnormalities at all. He continued to discuss summer vacation with the Weasley twins and Hermione as if he didn't see it.

"Hey! Soth! You must come to our house to play during the holidays this year. Mom has always wanted to meet you." George invited with a playful smile.

"The main reason is that she doesn't believe that we can earn so many gold galleons by being your assistant, and she also threatened to freeze the money if we can't come up with a convincing explanation. So this time you You have to help us no matter what." Fred also echoed.

Obviously, the huge amount of money these two people secretly saved has been discovered by Molly.

Any responsible parent who suddenly discovers that their child has a huge sum of money will want to find out its origin.

As a last resort, they could only ask Zuo Si for help.

Otherwise, all the "blood-earned money" will be confiscated.

Seeing the pitiful looks of the two brothers, Zuo Siwei reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I will take some time to visit before school starts."

"Long live! I knew you would never die without saving your life."

"We promise that we will bring out the best things to entertain you."

Seeing that their private money was finally saved, George and Fred immediately danced with joy.

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and complained: "The final exam will be in a while, but you still have the time to think about this?"

"Relax, Granger. The final exam is not as scary as you think. And with your intelligence, it would be weird if you didn't get good grades, so there is no need to be so nervous. I guarantee that among the first-year students, except No one outside Soth will have better test scores than you." Fred spread his hands nonchalantly.

"Exactly. The one who should really worry about the exam is not a genius like you, but our stupid brother." At this point, George looked directly at Ron, who was studying for his homework with a frown on his face. "Brother, if mother knows that you failed the final exam, don't expect to have an easy time this summer. She also expects you to be a good example to Ginny who will enroll next year."

"Damn it! Can't you see that I'm studying hard?" Ron complained impatiently.

"Then you should work hard. If there is anything you don't understand, you can always come and ask us. After all, we are also your brothers."

"But every time you answer a question, you have to eat a fat tongue toffee in public. How about that, it's fair, isn't it? Hahahaha!"

With loud laughter, the twin brothers soon disappeared side by side at the end of the castle corridors and stairs.

They never seem to be nervous, let alone give up having fun because of exams.

As soon as George and Fred left, Ron couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "These two bastards! They must want me to advertise those damn prank candies."

"Okay, don't be angry. I think George and Fred don't have any ill intentions, they just want to make a joke." Harry gently patted his friend's shoulder to comfort him.

"But they made me lose even the last bit of thought about studying." Ron scratched his hair angrily.

"How about we go to the hunting lodge to see Hagrid relax?" Harry suggested in a low voice.

"Let's go. I don't want to stay here for a second anyway."

Ron accepted decisively and stood up immediately, throwing all the books and notes aside.

It can be seen that a group of outstanding brothers and equally outstanding peers around him put considerable mental pressure on him.

Especially when his friend Harry began to learn how to make spell scrolls, the boy developed a strong sense of crisis, fearing that he would be abandoned because he was too mediocre and useless.

After a while, the two left the castle and headed to the hunting lodge located on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Watching their retreating figures, Hermione, who was reading, suddenly raised her head and said, "This morning, I saw Hagrid mysteriously searching for books on identifying dragon types and taming them in the library."

"Hagrid was originally very interested in those big and ferocious creatures and thought they were very cute. So I wouldn't be surprised if he secretly raised a dragon." Zuo Si responded casually.

Calculating time, Hagrid should also get the Norwegian Ridgeback egg from Quirrell.

Right now, 80% of them are interested in hatching it.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand why this half-giant thought he could raise a dangerous and uncontrolled fire dragon in a very sensitive place like Hogwarts without being discovered.

Neither the parents of those students nor Dumbledore himself would allow it.

"Raising a dragon? Isn't that illegal?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

Zuo Si smiled and responded: "How many wizards do you think really take all the laws promulgated by the Ministry of Magic seriously? And the Ministry of Magic does not have enough manpower to monitor whether everyone has violated the law. Normally, as long as It's not a big deal if it's not discovered. Of course, keeping a dragon in Hogwarts is a little outrageous. At least I don't think Hagrid can hide a dragon when it grows big enough. live."

"No! I have to go and confirm it myself."

Hermione's nosy habit had obviously resurfaced, and she immediately closed her book and hurried out of the castle.

About an hour later, when she came back from the hunting lodge, she had a shocked expression on her face, and quickly said in a hurried and disbelieving tone: "You guessed it right. Hagrid... he really raised her secretly A dragon!”

"Relax, don't be so panicked. Even if you are caught secretly raising a dragon, you will usually only be fined and imprisoned in Azkaban for a few months as punishment. It is not a particularly serious crime." Zuo Si gave the girl a very considerate message. He poured a glass of hot water and handed it over.

Anyway, he felt that Hagrid was not unjust at all when he was sent to Azkaban twice.

Whether it is keeping an extremely dangerous pet like an eight-eyed spider when you are a student, or letting a group of immature lower-grade students come into contact with a certain aggressive hippogriff, there are very high risks.

There is a 100% chance that someone will be killed.

The most important thing is that this guy is a recidivist criminal who later cultivated dangerous magical creatures such as "explosion-tailed snails", seriously violating the "Prohibition of Animal Breeding Experiments" law, but he was not punished in any way.

So Zuo Si has always been quite dissatisfied with the messy rules and laws in the magic world.

Because failure to implement legislation will have worse consequences than no legislation at all.

This directly leads to the fact that many wizards have very weak legal concepts and awareness, and adhere to the code of conduct that as long as they are not caught, it is not illegal.

"We have to find a way to help him."

As soon as she heard that she was going to be imprisoned, the girl immediately trembled with fear.

"How to help? That is a dragon, and Hagrid raised it on his own initiative. He was not forced by others. As an adult, I think he should know very well what he is doing and be prepared to take responsibility for all these actions."

While talking, Zuo Si completed the preparation of a pair of potions, and completely recorded the production process, the dosage of raw materials used, and the processing techniques.

You know without asking that he is trying to standardize various potions in this world.

Just like those magic potions in Faerun, except that the producer's spellcasting level may affect the quality of the potion, the rest are basically the same.

After all, quantification and standardization are the prerequisites for large-scale popularization.

Hermione obviously noticed the scales on the table and the scales specially used for weighing, and immediately asked in a very curious tone: "What are you doing?"

Zuo Si replied without raising his head: "Nothing. I'm just trying to quantify the potions recorded in the textbook in more detail and try to reduce the difficulty of their preparation and the probability of failure."

"Quantification?"

The Muggle-born girl's eyes suddenly shone slightly when she heard this word.

"Yes, quantification."

Zuo Si nodded slightly and explained: "I believe you should have discovered that the descriptions in many places in the potion textbook are very vague and are completely left to the wizards to play freely. In short, they just rely on their feelings.

Some wizards are born to be particularly sensitive to magic, just like our Potions Professor Snape, so the success rate and quality of his complex potions are often higher.

But if it were someone like Neville who was not very sensitive to magic, the failure rate and danger would skyrocket.

So I was wondering if we could refer to the chemical industry in the Muggle world and set a standard for all potions from materials to processes.

For example, the use of materials must be accurate to grams, the time must be accurate to seconds, and the temperature must be accurate to less than one degree Celsius.

In this way, even if the deployment cannot be guaranteed to be 100% successful, it can at least reduce the chance of explosions or other dangerous accidents.

How about it, are you interested in joining? "

There is no doubt that Hermione had no resistance at all to such an invitation, and nodded excitedly: "Of course, I am very happy. In fact, I am also very interested in chemistry. These weighing scales, with scales You should have bought the test tubes and beakers specially from some specialized stores, right?"

"Yes. These are chemistry lab tools. Come on, let me teach you how to use them."

With that said, Zuo Si began to teach the girl step by step how to use these highly sophisticated instruments.

Although things like brass scales are also used in Potions classes at Hogwarts to weigh materials.

But in terms of accuracy, the things made by wizards often have huge errors and cannot be compared with those precise instruments made by high-tech means.

In fact, even the related alchemy equipment in the Faerun Mage Tower has been completely replaced.

Zuo Si even paid a high price to find a special factory to order some precision parts, intending to take them back to assemble and enchant them himself, and use them to make the "Qualix" magic machine.

After all, technology has the advantages of technology, and magic has the advantages of magic.

Learning from each other's strengths and integrating the two together is what a planeswalker should do.

By diverting attention, Zuo Si successfully made Hermione forget that Hagrid was secretly raising dragons.

It wasn't until Harry and Ron were caught sneaking out of the castle to help Hagrid send the grown-up dragons away in the middle of the night that she realized what she had overlooked.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"You two idiots! Why didn't you discuss it with me when you did this kind of thing? If I were here, I could at least give you the magic of disillusionment." The girl asked angrily.

"Sorry, I didn't expect such an accident." Harry was obviously a little downcast.

Because of this outrageous behavior, a large number of points were directly deducted from Gryffindor House, so that he directly changed from the originally popular "savior" to an object of disgust.

Many students even talked privately that he and Ron were the culprits if Gryffindor House failed to win the House Cup this year.

This feeling of bringing down others and even dragging down the entire academy after making a mistake made Harry feel for the first time what it meant to regret.

So when he heard someone blaming himself, he was so guilty that he couldn't even think of refuting it.

In contrast, Ron's reaction was much more intense. He raised his head and stared with two eyes and growled: "Yes! We are just stupid! Smart people like you should go to Soth, you are the same kind of people." .”

Hearing these extremely offensive words, Hermione froze on the spot, as if she couldn't believe that she wanted to help out of kindness, but instead of being grateful, the other party was actually angry with her.

Finally feeling very aggrieved, her eye circles immediately began to turn red, and she turned around and ran out.

When Harry saw this scene, he immediately held his forehead and said to Ron beside him: "You just went too far. Hermione is so angry because she cares about us."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I always feel very angry recently. Especially Granger's domineering look makes people feel very uncomfortable."

Ron also realized what he had just said, and there was a look of regret on his face.

But he never mustered up the courage to catch up and apologize.

About half an hour later, Hermione, who had been hiding in the toilet and crying for a while, finally walked into the room on the third floor specially assigned for Zuo Si's experiments with red eyes.

"what happened?"

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed the girl's depressed mood.

"It's nothing, I just had a little quarrel with Harry and Ron." Hermione explained with a forced smile.

"Is it because of Ron? Did he say something hurtful again?"

Zuo Si touched his chin and immediately guessed the truth.

Through getting along with him this semester, he discovered that Harry was actually very smart and had a high emotional intelligence.

Perhaps due to the relationship he had been living under someone else's side since childhood, the Savior behaved very reasonably and politely most of the time.

So generally speaking, if there is a conflict between three people, it is probably caused by Ron, who has low IQ and low EQ.

"You...how did you know?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

Zuo Si smiled and responded: "It's very simple. Because Harry is not the kind of person who would take out his anger on others, but Ron is just the opposite. But don't pay too much attention to it. He actually doesn't have any bad intentions, it's just that he has too low self-esteem. It creates jealousy.”

"Inferiority? Why does Ron have inferiority complex?" the girl asked inexplicably.

"Imagine, if you have several brothers with excellent academic performance who can serve as role models, and your parents always ask you to follow your brothers' role models, will you feel a lot of pressure? And you will never be able to use new things. You can only Wouldn't you feel inferior if you use your brothers' old belongings?" Zuo Si casually put forward a hypothesis.

Hermione lowered her head and thought for a moment, and soon showed an expression of realization: "Ah! I understand! The reason why Ron got angry at me is because he is jealous of us."

"We?" Zuo Si keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes! It's you and me. Ron has shown jealousy towards you more than once, but I didn't notice it before. Oh my god! I can't believe he is actually this kind of person." Hermione was like a dream. He exclaimed as if he was awake.

Zuo Si enlightened in a half-joking tone: "Jealousy is human nature, it's no big deal. If you want to be an excellent wizard, you have to learn to get used to jealousy and slander from others. After all, you are not Jin Gallon, you can make everyone Everybody loves it.”

Hearing this, the girl burst into tears and smiled, then said with a slightly red face: "Thank you. I can't imagine how difficult it would be if I hadn't met you at Hogwarts."

"No, you are wrong. Even if you don't meet me, you can still use your intelligence to carve out your own sky in the magic world. Now, let us turn our attention to the process of quantifying the production of potions. .You know there are only a few days until the end of this semester.”

After that, Zuo Si waved his wand and ignited a flame under the cauldron where the potion was brewed.

After the Weasley twins arrived, the four of them began to work intensively.

In just a few days, they tried the relatively simple and short-consuming potions one by one.

With the help of various high-precision instruments, both Hermione, George and Fred were surprised to find that this so-called "scientific" method can really improve the quality and success rate of potions to some extent. .

Later, Snape, who was the Master of Potions, also gave Zuo Si some professional advice in private out of interest, and even asked the latter to help order some equipment for the Muggle world's chemistry laboratory.

As a mixed-blood wizard, he has always valued pragmatism first, so he will not be like those pure-blood families who insist on using things produced by the magic world no matter what.

Unknowingly, a semester passed like this.

With the end of the final exam, most of the little wizards have entered the state of "herding sheep", and idle students can be seen wandering, exploring, and having fun everywhere in the school.

As for Zuo Si, he had just received a "big gift package" sent by Lucius Malfoy himself, consisting of thirty fire dragon eggs of different types.

"By getting so many dragon eggs, you must be taking a lot of risks, right?" Zuo Si asked, reaching out and stroking the uneven eggs with interest.

"Of course. You have to know that smuggling dragon eggs has always been a felony, not to mention collecting different types of dragon eggs around the world. Fortunately, the Malfoy family has invested and done business all over Europe in recent years, and has cooperated with many prestigious companies. Ancient families all have certain connections. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to do this.”

Lucius raised his chin slightly with a hint of pride.

In his opinion, he successfully demonstrated the strength and value of his family by completing this matter.

"Well done." Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction.

Obviously, the reason why he wanted these fire dragon eggs was to bring them back to Faerun to try some experiments on cross-species hybridization.

Especially by crossing with the dragons native to Faerûn, trying to cultivate a powerful magical creature that has certain intelligence and can obey orders to be tamed and controlled.

Although in the eyes of many people, the fire dragons in this world are very low-level and violent, almost like wild beasts.

Wizards even obtain blood, leather, horns, hearts, livers, meat, etc. from dragons through large-scale artificial breeding. Even dragon dung is an excellent fertilizer for cultivating magical plants.

But Zuo Si discovered an overlooked advantage, that is, the fire dragons in this world grow very fast.

Compared with Faerûnian dragons, which take one or two hundred years to reach adulthood, it only takes a few years for them to become formidable behemoths.

And not having a smart enough IQ is not a disadvantage to a certain extent, but an advantage, which means it can be tamed and become an excellent mount.

Lucius undoubtedly didn't know what Zuo Si wanted these dragon eggs for, and reminded him cautiously: "Although you have obtained approval from the Ministry of Magic to raise some magical creatures away from Muggles, you have to raise so many magical creatures all at once. Too many dragons are bound to cause big problems. I think it's best to open a dragon farm, so that you can avoid those troublesome legal provisions."

"Don't worry, these dragon eggs are just for some experiments, not to hatch them all and raise them. Oh, by the way, I just met your previous owner not long ago, and he is currently possessed by Quirinus Quirrell.”

While saying this, Zuo Si raised his head and stared into the opponent's eyes, observing the reaction of the left and right jumping master.

Just as he expected, Lucius's face suddenly became extremely ugly after hearing the news. He subconsciously clenched his cane and whispered, "Is he really still alive?"

"Well - strictly speaking, he is now in a state of half-death, a bit similar to a remnant soul, but not completely dead. The reason why he took a huge risk to come to Hogwarts is to capture the magic Shi Hao brought himself back from death. What do you think, do you want me to take you to meet him?" Zuo Si suggested with a half-smile.

"Let's forget it." Lucius suddenly had a lot of sweat on his forehead.

He was not sure that when he, the "traitor", appeared in front of Voldemort, the other party would directly raise his hand and shoot out a green light symbolizing death.

"Are you scared? That person is now so weak that he needs to be attached to someone else to ensure his survival, so there is no need to be so nervous. What's more, we are just taking a look at him from a distance."

After that, Zuo Si took out a crystal ball and activated the magic on it.

In the blink of an eye, Harry Potter appeared in the crystal ball.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a huge mirror confronting Voldemort himself.

When Lucius saw the vague and familiar face on the back of Quirrell's head, his heart began to beat wildly.

You must know that when he betrayed other Death Eaters in exchange for his escape, he thought Voldemort was completely finished.

Especially after the name Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, resounded throughout the British wizarding world, the Malfoy family began a rapid transformation, just to completely break away from the dark past.

But now, seeing with his own eyes that Voldemort was actually able to escape death, Lucius suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart.

He understood that with the other party's cold, cruel, and moody character, he would never let him and his family off easily.

But soon, something happened that subverted Lucius's understanding.

When Harry's hands touched Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, the latter's body suddenly began to inexplicably petrify, then decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of gypsum dust-like material.

Such a weird and terrifying sight made him shiver and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Why did Quirrell's body collapse after being touched by Potter? Given his age and growth experience , it is impossible to cast such a profound magic. Could it be Dumbledore's back-up plan?"

"No, that is not Dumbledore's handiwork, but the last gift left to him by Harry's dead mother. It's incredible, isn't it? A Muggle witch who is looked down upon and despised by you pure-blood families can actually cast Create a protective spell powerful enough to rebound and kill the Dark Lord." Zuo Si said meaningfully.

"So... the one who really defeated the Dark Lord was not Harry Potter, but his mother Lily?"

The woman with long red hair and green eyes suddenly appeared in Lucius' mind.

He vaguely remembered that the magical talent shown by the other party back then even made many Slytherin peers feel jealous.

Especially his talent in potions, which is even comparable to that of the current potions master, Severus Snape.

"That's right. Lily is the one who defeated the Dark Lord, and is also the true savior of the entire British wizarding world. Well, that's the end of today's conversation. If nothing else, Principal Dumbledore should come out to clean up the mess. Already..."