Chapter 294 Department of Mysterious Things (10,000-Word Chapter Please Subscribe)
There is no doubt that Zuo Si’s first class of this semester left a very deep impression on all the students who came.
Especially the act of treating Lockhart, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with a lot of titles and reputations, like a monkey, completely tore off this liar's last disguise.
So much so that even the first-year students no longer believed that the content in his books was what actually happened.
The reason is simple. If Lockhart had half the wisdom and courage of the protagonist in the book, he wouldn't have stood naked on the podium like an idiot for more than an hour in today's class, constantly acting like a guinea pig. A test subject of a combination of runes, and even with a smiling face.
That humble and despicable look was in sharp contrast to the self-praising he had done in class before. Just seeing it would make people feel extremely disgusted and sick.
Facts have once again proved that fame is actually a double-edged sword.
When a person's reputation matches his strength and power, he can naturally get some additional bonuses.
But if it were the other way around, the moment this bright and beautiful piece of clothing was pulled off, it would immediately fall from the clouds to the abyss.
Obviously, Lockhart is currently in such a state.
It is foreseeable that he will basically be unable to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester.
Because the students have seen through his true face hidden behind his huge fame, no one will believe what comes out of Lockhart's mouth anymore. They will only regard him as a clown and the butt of jokes and laugh at him to their heart's content.
At this time last year, Quirinus Quirrell had lost the most basic respect of the students for deliberately pretending to be stupid. The Weasley twins even hit him on the back of the head with some random objects in class.
You must know that the half-dead soul of Voldemort is attached to it!
With George and Fred's bold characters, they will probably keep causing trouble for the next year until Lockhart has a mental breakdown and quits his job.
After Ron, another person in Hogwarts faced a hellish start.
Especially in the evening, countless people crowded into the auditorium hall and whispered, which made Lockhart extremely nervous and sensitive. He hurriedly left and hid in his office without even taking a few bites of food, not daring to show his face.
Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said to Zuo Si, who was exchanging potion tips with Snape in a low voice: "You have gone too far."
"Too much?" Zuo Si sneered and shook his head. "No, Professor, I think I have grasped the scale just right. Especially letting everyone know Lockhart's true face can effectively prevent this guy from continuing to cheat and deceive, causing many students to waste precious time and energy on him. . After all, wasting your own time is equivalent to wasting your life, and wasting other people's time is equivalent to murder. I think no matter how you deal with a murderer, it is not too much."
"I completely agree. This idiot Lockhart even used his power to ask all students to buy all the books he wrote. This is simply a disgrace to the Hogwarts faculty and staff." Snape also sneered in support.
"He still wants to give me advice on my herbal medicine class!" Sprout complained in a low voice.
As for Charms Professor Flitwick, he rolled his eyes and expressed his attitude in the simplest and most crude way.
It was obvious that just a few days into the school year, Lockhart always liked to show off his superior behavior and offended all the professors at Hogwarts.
Only Professor McGonagall, who never liked speaking ill of people behind their backs, remained silent and did not join the ranks of those who condemned Lockhart.
Of course, she didn't say anything nice for this guy.
After all, Defense Against the Dark Arts has always been one of the most practical and important courses in school.
But judging from Lockhart's performance, it's likely that he will be as completely wasted as last semester.
Seeing that the professors all chose to side with Zuo Si, Dumbledore immediately realized that this situation seemed familiar.
When it was announced that the second magic stone had the ability to resurrect the dead, it seemed that everyone around him was against him, and this was a situation he had never encountered before.
After all, as the greatest wizard of our time, he always believed that he was fighting to protect the interests of the majority.
But now...it has become a minority!
The root of all this is the young man in front of him who exudes strong self-will.
Not affected by any external factors, nor will he change himself because of other people.
On the contrary, he will use various means to influence the people around him, making them unknowingly stand on his side.
In more than a hundred years of life, Dumbledore encountered such an alien for the first time.
After being silent for a long time, he could only shake his head slightly and give up his original plan to preach. He picked up a piece of gummy candy and put it in his mouth. All he could think about was why Zuo Si had family blood flowing through him. Is there anything behind it? Is there some ulterior conspiracy?
This situation lasted until almost the end of dinner time. Ron, who had not shown up all day, dragged his exhausted body slowly into the auditorium from the outside.
At this moment, he looked like he had just rolled in the mud. Not only was he unbearably dirty, but he also exuded a pungent sour smell, and the students everywhere he passed They all covered their mouths and noses to make way for him.
Based on his appearance alone, he would probably get more sympathy and charity than other beggars just by lying down on the roadside in London.
You don't need to ask to know that Snape must have used the professor's privileges to the maximum extent and arranged a lot of hard and tiring work for Ron, so that the poor little guy now doesn't even have the energy to talk and take a shower, and goes directly to As soon as he sat down at the Gryffindor House table, he started crazily stuffing food into his mouth without saying a word.
The intense hunger and exhaustion left him with no intention to think about anything else, even if the bread was stained black by dirty hands.
"Oh my God! Ron, what have you been doing today?"
As the elder brother and prefect, Percy couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw his younger brother looking like a refugee.
But Ron just kept eating without any intention of answering the question, but tears could not stop flowing down his cheeks.
If you look carefully, you will find that underneath the thick layer of black mud on his hands are countless blisters of various sizes, as well as scars left after the blisters burst, and there are a lot of beatings with the Whomping Willow on his back and arms. The red blood marks coming out.
pain!
It hurts so much!
Coupled with the intense loneliness of suffering alone, the boy's spirit and will almost collapsed, and he even inevitably developed a trace of resentment towards his friend Harry.
After all, it was two people who drove the speed car to school!
Why is it that he is the only one who is unlucky and injured?
Especially Snape's extremely double-standard treatment, which completely made Ron's mentality explode.
So he didn't want to pay attention to anyone now. He just wanted to fill his stomach quickly, then go back to the dormitory to take a shower and lie down on the soft bed to sleep.
"Professor, what did you ask Ron to do today?" Zuo Si asked curiously in a low voice.
Snape pursed his lips and replied with a slightly proud tone: "I asked him to loosen the soil near the Whomping Willow. Because the wand was damaged, he couldn't use any spells at all. He could only use one side. Dodge the Whomping Willow's attacks while digging in the soil with your hoe and shovel."
Obviously, this kind of workload and degree of danger would be difficult for even an adult to handle, let alone a child of twelve or thirteen years old.
You must know that the Whomping Willow is the most sensitive and aggressive type of magical plants.
Although it has no supernatural magical abilities, it can beat a person to death with just its thick tree trunk.
The thinner branches are like whips, and when touched, the skin and flesh will be torn apart.
However, Ron's condition had obviously been treated, so only some red marks could be seen.
After realizing what Ron had gone through today, Zuo Si instantly refreshed his understanding of Snape's partiality and complimented against his will: "You really broke your heart for Harry Potter..."
"Of course! In order for this silly boy to be as good as his mother, instead of being like that arrogant, arrogant, annoying and defiant father, I am willing to do anything."
When he said these words, Snape actually had a very serious expression on his face.
You know without asking that he is definitely serious about this matter and is not just trying to fool around.
"It's so touching. If Harry Potter knows the truth one day, he will be grateful from the bottom of his heart for everything you have done for him (of course, he may also want to strangle you alive)."
At this moment, Zuo Si fully demonstrated his high emotional intelligence and did not expose the beautiful fantasy the other party had weaved for him.
Because based on his understanding of the savior, the latter might accept the guidance of someone like Dumbledore, but he would never accept Snape's behavior of forcibly changing the trajectory of his life.
If nothing else happens, when Lily marries Snape and starts a new family, there will inevitably be a wonderful family ethics drama.
"I couldn't care less if Potter is grateful because this is all for Lily."
At the mention of his beloved's name, Snape's eyes instantly became gentle.
Due to his previous frustration, although he was a master of potions, he rarely took on jobs that entrusted him with refining high-level potions.
But now, in order to provide Lily and their future children with a better and more privileged life, he has become a complete workaholic like many good married family men.
Almost whenever I have free time, I will take various orders and hand over all the money I earn.
Zuo Si was quite speechless after being spat out again for no reason. He quickly stood up and walked away from this middle-aged man who showed off his happy life every chance he got.
In this way, for the next few days, everything in Hogwarts seemed very peaceful.
Of course, in addition to being played with a psychological shadow, Lockhart is no longer as confident as before. He is always evasive in class, and is often teased by daring students like George and Fred. Ron would be targeted and troubled by Snape.
However, Zuo Si noticed that Lockhart's mental state began to become very strange over time, and he often fell into a trance or briefly lost consciousness.
You don't need to ask to know that this change must be the result of Voldemort's Horcrux draining a large amount of life force.
After a while, his consciousness may be quietly replaced by the other party and his body will slowly be controlled.
But what he didn't understand was how a Horcrux, as a torn-off soul fragment, could do this?
Also, why does it take killing to create a Horcrux?
Could it be that the process of making a Horcrux also requires drawing life energy from the victim?
Or do you need to seize part of the opponent's soul to strengthen and stabilize this small soul fragment?
Since Dumbledore hid the book on how to create souls in the restricted area of Hogwarts, Zuo Si didn't know the specific methods and principles of making Horcruxes and could only rely on guesswork.
The only good thing is that as Lockhart is eroded more and more, one day the student Voldemort will be completely resurrected.
At that time, he only needs to kill the opponent, and he will naturally be able to obtain the knowledge he wants through interrogation and torture. By the way, he can also use the waste to do some interesting experiments.
In Zuo Si's eyes, Voldemort as a student was simply an excellent experimental subject, from soul to body.
But before that, he still had one very important thing to do, which was to go to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic to reach some cooperation agreements with the current Minister of Magic Fudge and the ambitious Umbridge.
Since Hogwarts is a typical full-time boarding school, whenever there are no classes on Saturdays and Sundays, whether it is the corridors, halls and common rooms in the castle, or the playground and woods outside, you can Saw groups of students.
Students in the lower grades often use this time to explore around, looking for secrets hidden in unknown corners.
The senior students tend to get together in pairs and hide in relatively hidden places to do some intimate actions that couples love to see.
The professors basically turned a blind eye to this and would not interfere at all as long as no lives were lost.
the reason is simple!
A little research on wizarding couples in the British wizarding world will show that most of them met and established a relationship in school, and then got married and started a family after working for a few years after graduation.
This means that Hogwarts is not only the largest magic school in the UK, but also the largest dating agency, shouldering the sacred responsibility of continuing the bloodline of wizards.
You must know that the number of wizards is not large to begin with, so every additional newborn is something to be happy about.
Even if it is for the purpose of increasing population, we will not do anything like beating mandarin ducks with sticks.
When Zuo Si and Hermione were walking through a bush, they accidentally saw several disheveled "seniors" and "seniors" hugging each other and making some strange noises.
These sounds made the girl who had no experience with this feel extremely shy and uncomfortable. She kept her head down from beginning to end, with an obvious blush on her face.
Because she basically stayed in the dormitory, classroom, laboratory and library on weekdays, she had no idea that there was such an outrageous place in the woods outside the castle. The scene was comparable to her parents secretly hiding it. Those restricted-rated movies that I secretly watched after I fell asleep in the middle of the night.
Among them were several students from Gryffindor House, whom she had met in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration improvement class.
Just when Hermione's mind was filled with random thoughts, Zuo Si suddenly stopped and suppressed a smile and said: "Okay, let's send it here. Beyond that is the coverage of Hogwarts' huge magic barrier. Outside."
"How long do you plan to go this time?" the girl finally raised her head and asked.
"Two days at most, I will be back before Monday. Remember to help me take care of the cubs of the magical animals in the laboratory, but be careful not to feed them too much food just because they are acting coquettishly and cutely. Especially Lei Birds and venomous leopard cubs are very dangerous and you need to avoid contact with them as much as possible. If you get into trouble just go to Hagrid, he is very experienced in dealing with these dangerous creatures."
Zuo Si took the trouble to remind him repeatedly before leaving.
Although he had obtained authorization from the Ministry of Magic from Fudge, even raising a dragon was not illegal, but the danger would not disappear because of this.
Among the magical animals currently raised, the poisonous leopard cub is undoubtedly the most terrifying one.
When this beast, native to East Africa, reaches adulthood, it can emit gas containing highly toxic and magical germs from its huge poisonous sacs, and can kill all living creatures in a village in a matter of seconds.
It is said that it took nearly a hundred wizards to join forces to subdue it.
In comparison, a fire dragon that only requires a dozen wizards to control is like a docile little lizard.
Although the young venomous leopard is only the size of a golden retriever, it is also kept in a special cage.
But if it escapes, the damage to the students will definitely be much more terrifying than that of the basilisk in the secret room.
"Don't worry, I will take care of them." Hermione assured without thinking.
"In that case, I'm relieved. Finally, I wish you a happy weekend holiday."
After saying that, Zuo Si opened his arms and gave the girl a simple hug, then turned around and crossed the magic barrier of Hogwarts, picking up a very conspicuous bracelet that was placed on the ground.
The next second...
His whole body was carried by the bracelet and disappeared.
Obviously, it was not a bracelet at all, but a "portkey" blessed with a magic spell.
Since all space transformation magic cannot take effect within the magic barrier of Hogwarts Castle, the people from the Ministry of Magic can only place it here.
Looking at the empty lawn in front of her, Hermione stood there and savored the remaining warmth in her arms and the unique smell exuding from Zuo Si's body. Then she took a deep breath to calm her restless heart, bent down and touched He touched the civet's head and said, "Let's go, Bastet, we still have a lot of work to do today."
"Meow-"
The civet cat undoubtedly has a very high IQ and immediately responds to its owner with a very soft cry.
As for the name "Bastet", it naturally comes from the cat goddess in ancient Egyptian mythology.
"You're so good! Sometimes I really suspect that you have become a person, just like the protagonist of "Eric the Child Dog"." The girl said to her pet with a smile.
The civet undoubtedly understood its owner's words, and immediately shook its head and meowed, expressing in the simplest and most understandable way that it was not a human at all.
Strictly speaking, it should belong to the natural spirit mentioned by the druids or shamans of Faerûn.
After the death of those animals that have lived long enough and developed intelligence, their souls are eventually promoted to another eternal life form under the care of natural forces.
But unlike those natural spirits who live freely in inaccessible forests, mountains and wilderness, Bastet was captured by a powerful mage and transformed into a semi-physical summoned creature with high obedience.
No matter who is holding this statue, they will automatically become its allegiance.
Although Hermione also learned this fact from Zuo Si, she still prefers to believe that her pet is an individual with independent consciousness and thinking ability, so she is willing to spend some time having emotional communication with it, and even play some games like the following Chess, cards and other puzzle games.
The civet seemed to feel the girl's thoughts, and it no longer simply followed orders like it did at first, but was very willing to interact with her.
The relationship between one person and one cat quickly heated up in a short period of time, and they even became good friends who talked about everything.
Hermione would also confide in Bastet when no one was around, some of the things that were hidden in her heart that were not convenient to tell her parents and Zuo Sinai.
Because civet cats are smart enough to understand what she expresses, but they can't speak and can't tell anyone what they hear.
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At the same time, far away in the British Ministry of Magic located underground in the center of London.
Zuo Si, who had just been teleported through the door key, was holding on to the wall and drinking a glass of lemonade passed by the staff, trying to relieve the strong dizziness caused by the rough conveyor belt.
He finally understood why many people's faces immediately turned pale when they heard the word "portkey".
Unlike teleportation spells such as Apparition, which are controlled by the caster, Portkey is essentially a directional teleportation spell cast by someone else.
That is, using the fastest and most convenient way to move a person from point A to point B, the issue of comfort has not been considered since the beginning of invention.
If Apparition is likened to a car driving on a smooth road, then the Portkey is like an off-road vehicle or heavy truck driving rapidly on uneven roads in the wild, and it is not sitting in the cab, but sitting on the rear tow truck. , it’s not finished until I shake your brains out.
Fortunately, Zuo Si's physical attributes were already non-human, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground and retching if his physical condition was not good.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic! You know, I have been waiting for you with great anticipation for several days."
Fudge ran over from the office almost immediately, with an amiable smile on his wrinkled old face.
With the success of the first human resurrection experiment, he fully realized the huge potential of the second magic stone.
Apart from anything else, just the idea of resurrecting the victims of the last Wizarding War can make countless people in the magic world crazy.
Whether they are Muggles or pure-blood wizards, or those ancient pure-blood families, they will all crazily curry favor with themselves in order to resurrect their dead friends, lovers, brothers and sisters, parents and children.
With this surge of public support, even if Dumbledore wanted to destroy the Sorcerer's Stone and take away his rights, he had to carefully consider the consequences.
The most important thing is that Fudge likes Zuo Si's attitude of being obsessed with research and not very interested in power.
What's more, he also offered to hand over the Philosopher's Stone to the Ministry of Magic for safekeeping.
The combination of many factors made Fudge want to select a young and beautiful granddaughter from his own granddaughter to marry Zuo Si, thereby gaining a powerful political ally with unlimited potential.
But unfortunately, he did have several grandsons, but very few granddaughters, and their appearance and conduct were not very good either.
"Thank you very much for the invitation. You know, I have long wanted to come to the Ministry of Magic, especially the Department of Mysteries. But there is one thing I must say, that is, could you please not use the portkey next time? Although I don't know what the purpose of this spell was in the first place, but it's a crime to use it to teleport a living person."
Zuo Si's tone was full of resentment towards magical items like portkeys.
Fudge couldn't help laughing when he heard this complaint: "Hahahaha! I completely agree!
In other words, anyone who has tried teleporting using a portkey will come to the same conclusion as you.
But the problem is that you are not yet old enough to obtain the Apparition license, and the Ministry of Magic has banned floo powder for safety reasons, so you can only use portkeys for the time being.
Of course, if you like flying around for hours on a broomstick in the middle of the night, that's fine. "
"Your Excellency Minister, I think it may be possible to issue a temporary license to Soth. After all, special circumstances are treated specially. The biggest difference between geniuses and ordinary people is that their talents are not subject to age restrictions." Umbridge hurriedly stood up. Came out and intervened.
"Issuing a temporary license?" Fudge rubbed his chin, thinking about the feasibility of this matter.
After all, as the Minister of Magic, he has many privileges.
The only question is whether doing so would trigger an internal parliamentary backlash.
Umbridge undoubtedly understood the indecisive character of her immediate boss, and immediately stepped forward and whispered in his ear for a while.
Finally, under her persuasion, Fudge immediately promised: "Give me a few days, and next week you will receive a temporary license to use Apparition within the UK."
"Thank you for your generosity. I will remember this favor. And of course, you, Ms. Umbridge." Zuo Si bowed gracefully.
"Haha, you're welcome. After all, you have made so many contributions to the magical world, and it is only natural that the Ministry of Magic should give back appropriately." Umbridge raised the corners of her mouth with a proud smile.
You don't need to ask to know that what she did just now was deliberately to show her ability to control the Minister of Magic in front of her.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the group, led by Fudge, quickly walked into the Department of Mysteries, which has the highest level of confidentiality in the entire Ministry of Magic.
Using an elevator to go deeper underground, the first thing you see is a simple and plain black door. After passing through the door, you see a circular black room.
However, Zuo Si noticed that whether it was the door behind him or the room at his feet, the walls were densely covered with hundreds of protective spells.
Its power is even greater than that of Hogwarts Castle.
Twelve unmarked doors, without handles or decorations, can be seen on the walls of the black room.
It's impossible to tell the difference with the naked eye.
Whenever someone comes in, the walls rotate rapidly, making it impossible to tell them apart by remembering their location.
Some candles with a faint blue glow were burning continuously, providing a faint light.
As for the ground beneath his feet, it was like a black pool of water, as if it was about to swallow everyone up.
But apparently the people at the Ministry had some way of telling the doors apart.
Fudge took the lead and walked directly into the passage on the far right without hesitation.
The moment he crossed the threshold, Zuo Si instantly felt that he was transported from one space to another.
After briefly losing his sense of direction, he found that the group was already in a huge oval room filled with various animals.
On the table in the center of the room, there was a second magic stone and a box to hold it.
"Ah! Mr. Minister, you are finally here. If I guess correctly, this should be the creator of the magic stone and magic mercury."
The short person in charge hurried over and stared at Zuo Si with an almost admiring look.
After all, the boundary between life and death is something more mysterious and elusive than time magic.
But with the success of the resurrection from the dead experiment, he saw an opportunity to pry into the mysteries of the afterlife.
"Who is this……"
Zuo Si obviously didn't know the other person, so he turned his attention to Fudge beside him.
But before the latter could speak, Umbridge immediately rushed to answer: "This is Professor Herman, the first person to propose the ghost hypothesis. He has very in-depth knowledge about the soul and death. Researched and even invented many spells that can have an effect on ghosts."
"Ah! It turns out to be Professor Herman. I have read your papers and opinions published in the Daily Prophet. Some of them have given me very profound inspiration. It is a great honor to meet you." Zuo Si took the initiative to extend his right hand to the other party. Shake it.
He has always respected these highly professional talents, even if their research direction is very likely to be wrong.
"No, no, no, I should say that I am honored. Your epoch-making great invention broke the boundary between life and death for the first time! It allowed me to peek into the place where the soul goes after death. Unfortunately, inside the Magic Stone The amount of magic mercury that can be stored is too small, and it is very troublesome to replenish it, and it will completely evaporate once exposed to the air for twenty-four hours."
Professor Herman explained all the problems encountered in the experiment.
Obviously, he hopes to get some solutions or advice from the creator of the Philosopher's Stone.
But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, professor, I may not be able to help you in this regard.
Because magic mercury is highly condensed magic power and vitality, it can easily volatilize or react with other things if not properly stored.
It is precisely because of this that it can restore a corpse or even a skeleton to its original state and recall the soul of the deceased.
In addition to the magic stone itself, I only know that some crystals containing magic and several special gem-shaped containers can slightly extend the storage time. "
"Containers made of crystals and gemstones containing magical power? That's great! Thanks for your reminder, I finally have a clue."
Professor Herman suddenly felt like he had found a treasure, and in the next ten minutes, he showed Zuo Si the experimental data he had conducted during this period, as well as the various events that appeared after August Lukewood was killed and resurrected. kind of reaction.
This kind of purely academic exchange naturally suits Zuo Si's taste.
As the two chatted, they left a lot of people behind, including Fudge, and fully discussed everything from the initial resurrection process to the differences between ghosts and ordinary souls.
You must know that the most annoying thing about English is its complicated and numerous professional vocabulary.
If they are not relevant practitioners, ordinary people may have never heard of these words in their lives, let alone know and understand their meaning.
This is true in the Muggle world, and it is still true in the wizarding world.
In order to communicate better, Zuo Si and Professor Herman even started to use French and Latin in some places where ambiguity was prone to occur.
This kind of behavior caused Fudge, Umbridge and other Ministry of Magic bureaucrats on the side to have no idea what the two were talking about. They could only nod in agreement with big eyes and small eyes, pretending that they understood. Looks like it's gone.
Otherwise, if it is discovered that I don’t understand it at all, it will be so embarrassing if word gets out.
From this point alone, it can be seen that the fine traditions of the bureaucrats of the Great Empire have also left a deep imprint on the wizards.
Fortunately, Zuo Si noticed the embarrassment of Fudge and others in time. After learning the information he wanted, he quickly ended the communication with Professor Herman and exchanged addresses for future contact through letters.
After doing all this, he immediately said with a smile: "Mr. Minister, it seems that the Ministry of Magic has begun to try to resurrect the dead. Now I want to know how you plan to deal with this matter from a legal and ethical level. What about defining it?”
moment!
Fudge's face became serious, and he responded in as cautious a tone as possible: "I am discussing with other members of Parliament in parliament to formulate a corresponding law to restrict this act of resurrecting the dead.
But don't worry, we will never resurrect those Death Eaters and bad guys who have caused great damage to the British wizarding community.
On the contrary, we want to resurrect the heroes who made outstanding contributions and sacrificed their lives in the last war. "
"So...you mean that the Ministry of Magic will conduct a semi-public resurrection in the near future?" Zuo Si keenly grasped the key points.
"That's right! We already have a candidate, if you have no objections."
Umbridge quickly handed over a piece of parchment with the name and information written on it.
Zuo Si opened it and took a look and found that the name above was actually Gideon Prewett.
If I remember correctly, this man was the brother of Molly Weasley and the uncle of Ron and the Weasley twins. He once joined the Order of the Phoenix during the First Wizarding War and faced off against Voldemort's minions.
It is said that he and his brother Fabian Prewett teamed up to fight against five powerful Death Eaters and fought and retreated. In the end, they were defeated and killed on the spot because they were outnumbered.
Obviously, the reason why the Ministry of Magic chose to resurrect such a well-known tragic hero was to establish a fairer image.
And although the Prewett family is not as good as those pure bloods that have been passed down for thousands of years, they are also quite powerful in the magic world.
Even though Molly has been living in a tight situation since she married Arthur, she always looks like she is very poor.
But in fact, the families behind the couple are quite wealthy.
Zuo Si bets that the Prewett family must have used many connections and donated a large amount of money to the Ministry of Magic to finally successfully win this precious first spot.
Thinking of this, he immediately responded: "I don't have any objections to the candidates. But there is a small problem that you may not have noticed."
"Oh? What is it!" Fudge had a curious look on his face.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "It's memory! According to several experiments I conducted privately, I found that as the time of death increases, the resurrected people will have varying degrees of amnesia. Considering that the last wizard war has passed In ten years, after Gideon Prewett is resurrected, he may forget who he is and may not even recognize his friends and relatives."
"You...you resurrected a dead man? Who is he?" Professor Herman's tone suddenly became excited.
"Sorry, in order to protect the privacy of the person involved, it is not convenient for me to reveal the name now. However, after the Ministry of Magic promulgates the corresponding laws, the answer should be revealed soon. Please rest assured that I have resurrected some innocent victims, not What a vicious person." Zuo Si solemnly gave his assurance.
"Amnesia? It seems that I need to inform the Prewett family so that they can be mentally prepared." Fudge frowned subconsciously.
After all, he got a large sum of "favor fees" from the other party.
"Your Excellency, it would be better for you to take care of this matter in person, so you can leave it to me." Umbridge immediately jumped out and volunteered.
Just now, this ambitious woman was still trying to find some excuse to send Fudge away, but someone brought a pillow to her just as she fell asleep.
Finally, under the persuasion of this subordinate with a huge bone on the back of his head, the Minister of Magic really left.
After Fudge completely left the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge took Zuo Si into another room-the Hall of Time without saying a word.
At a glance here, whether it is the ceiling above the head, the ground under the feet, or the surrounding walls, they are all densely arranged and reflected with large and small clocks and hourglasses.
Both the hands and the dial exude dazzling light like diamonds, making people feel like they are in a fantasy world.
The ticking sound kept echoing in my ears, and occasionally I could see a hummingbird flying out of one clock, sinking into another clock, and at the same time degenerating into an egg.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is a place where time flows and intersects.
Crazy wizards superimposed "time reversal spells" to form a space similar to an enchantment.
Everything in this space is not affected by the external timeline.
Likewise, the chaotic time inside will not have an impact on the outside world.
"What an incredible and magical place..." Zuo Si raised his head and praised with shining eyes.
"Do you like it here?" Umbridge asked in an uncertain tone.
Because in her opinion, the Hall of Time is the weirdest, most puzzling and frightening place in the entire Department of Mysteries.
Except for Professor Crocker, who devoted his life to research, no one would want to stay in a room where accidents might happen at any time for a long time.
What's more, even Professor Crocker cannot endure such an environment for a long time.
Once he senses that he has a mental problem, he will immediately stop his research and return to the normal world to rest for a while.
"Like it? No, my feelings for this room are not as simple as liking it, but through those clocks and hourglasses, you can see the beauty of time flowing behind them. Because if you master the time, you master the path to the past and the future. The key holds the secret of eternity and immortality. And it is almost impossible to eavesdrop in any way here. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly."
After saying these words, Zuo Si looked away and turned to look at this old woman who always wore tender pink clothes, intending to hear what kind of price the other party could offer.