The next morning, the wind stopped blowing and the snow stopped falling. Allen returned to the Hogwarts and went to the auditorium for breakfast. The whole auditorium was abuzz with the news that Katie was under a curse. Other than the few people involved, no one knew that the target of the opal necklace was actually not Katie herself. The school asked the Gryffindor not to talk about it with others.
After asking Hermione a few questions, Allen swallowed the last piece of fried potato on his plate and walked out of the auditorium. He told the Aura guard beside him, "Pu Pai, get someone to bring me the opal necklace."
The Aura guards acted very quickly. Not long after Allen returned to his teacher's office, someone knocked on the door. Pu Pai was wearing a pair of dragon-skin gloves and holding a box in his hand.
"Sir, it didn't take much time. Someone in our team happened to be in the Ministry of Magic. I asked him to use the fireplace to come here," Pu Pai reported respectfully with a hint of joy. Allen raised his chin towards the box. Pu Pai gently opened the lid of the box. The opal necklace emitted a green glow.
Although it was clear from Lucius' report that the person who carried out the assassination mission had been replaced by Pency instead of Draco in the original plot, Allen did not know when the other party would take action. Yesterday, he personally talked to Rosemurta, who was supposed to be under the control of the Soul Seizing Curse. However, he did not find any signs of her being controlled. Curious, he asked, "Tell me about your investigation."
"We found out that the waitress of the Three Brooms Bar, Cheryl, was under the control of the Soul Seizing Curse, and Cheryl used the Soul Seizing Curse to control Katie and made her send the necklace to Abusi Headmaster Dean. Headmaster Dumbledore has it. " Pu Pai lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Sir, we have confirmed with Cheryl again and again, but she has no idea who cast the curse on her. We confirmed this through the Soul Seizing Technique. The murderer should have cast the curse directly behind her, and when he gave the order, he did not show his face. We did not say anything, but we did set up a spy in the Three Brooms Bar. If the culprit comes back, we can arrest him."
The opal necklace floated in the air and spun around. Suddenly, in the midst of Pu Pai's exclamation, Allen grabbed the necklace with his bare hands and casually weighed it before putting it back into the box.
"Since it's evidence, I won't remove the curse on it. Be careful." Ellen handed the lid back to the dumbfounded Pu Pai. The other party was stunned for a long time before he bowed slightly, picked up the box, and took a few steps back to leave the room.
Compared to the curse that Lord Voldemort had placed on his soul vessel, the attack of the necklace was more direct and fatal, but it was much easier to remove the curse. Not to mention Dumbledore, the professional curse dispellers of Gringotte, such as Bill Weasley, would be able to remove the curse. Although they could not remove the curse like Allen could, they could not hold the necklace in their hands without removing the curse.
After personally experiencing the effects and power of the curse, Allen, who had read many Resistance Scrolls, would not be able to harm Katie without harming her. Bale immediately removed the curse on her after ensuring her safety. It was not difficult for her to recover quickly.
But just as he stood up and was about to go to the St. Mungo Magic Hospital, he remembered Luna's request. Allen sat back on the chair and stroked his chin, thinking if there was a way to make use of this matter. The sound of tapping echoed in the silent room. Allen's hand tapped rhythmically on the table.
After the snowstorm, the weather was fine for a few days, but the temperature dropped sharply.
On the evening of the third ancient magic class, Allen, Hermione, and his sister Emily pushed open the door to Professor Slughorn's office. They found that the other wizards who came to attend the banquet and took the ancient magic class were all wearing the magic robes that Allen had given them. Due to the large proportion of them, the twins, Torrance, and Emily, as well as McClagan and Bellby, who had not yet joined the class, looked very conspicuous.
"It's great that you could come." Slughorn was wearing a brown suit. The golden buttons on his vest shone under the light, but the bow tie made him look like he did not have a neck. He walked out of his seat and shook hands with the Harris siblings and Hermione. He then led them to the empty seats next to him.
Draco, who was sitting next to them, immediately put a roasted quail on each of their plates. The other wizards who stood up when they saw Allen nodded and sat down again.
"Allen? Professor Harris. Of course, everyone here knows about Professor Harris. The reason why the British magic community is so stable now is all thanks to him and the Ministry of Magic. " After Slughorn complimented them, he picked up a tablecloth and put it on his lap. He then put a piece of food in front of him into his mouth. "How delightful. It's a chance to know more about all of you."
The banquet officially began. As everyone's plates were filled with food, Slughorn turned his attention to Mike McClagan on his left. McClagan: "Tell me, Mike, have you met with your uncle Berlusconi recently?"
"Yes, Professor. Actually, this holiday I should go with him and Betty Douglas? Higgins and Rufus? I'm going hunting with Scrimgeour. "McClagan puffed out his chest and raised his head, showing good table manners.
"Don't forget to say hello to both of them for me." Slughorn smiled and put a roasted quail on McClagan's plate.
"What about your uncle Damocles, Marcus?" Slughorn looked at the chubby Marcus Belden. Marcus Belden. He then introduced Marcus to everyone at the round table: "Just in case anyone hasn't heard of him, let me introduce Marcus' uncle, Damocles Belden. He's an outstanding wizard, very outstanding. He's the one who invented the wolfsbane potion. He definitely deserves the Merlin medal. "He then turned to Marcus." What new inventions has he been working on recently? Do you see your uncle often, Marcus? "
Unfortunately, Marcus had just eaten a big mouthful of quail. He was eager to answer Slughorn's question and swallowed too quickly. His face turned the color of pig liver and he choked.
"Calm down." Slughorn pointed his wand at Belden and said calmly. Belden's windpipe seemed to be clear all of a sudden.
"No … I don't see him much." Belden gasped. He was choking on his tears.
"Yes, of course. I'm sure he's very busy." Slughorn looked at Belden and asked, "Is he inventing some new potion?"
Marcus didn't seem to dare to eat any more quail, but he turned his attention to the dessert in front of him and replied without raising his head, "I heard that he accepted an invitation to join the Umbrella Corporation? But I don't know the details. He doesn't have a good relationship with my father. Maybe it's because my father said that magic potions are rubbish. "
Slughorn never thought that Marcus would say such a thing in front of him, the professor of magic potions. He also didn't think that Marcus had a bad relationship with his uncle, the Master Potioneer. Horace frowned, leaned back, and wrinkled his nose. However, none of this was noticed by Marcus, who was engrossed in eating the dessert.
Marcus continued, "He said that the only useful magic potion is to go home and drink a few mouthfuls of hard liquor."
Slughorn's face turned cold, then he turned around with a smile on his face, "Speaking of Allen, the Umbrella Corporation? I don't know if everyone knows about it, but this Hermione in front of you is the head of the Umbrella Corporation. In all my years of teaching, she's the second witch to receive my Elixir of Fortune as a reward. She's very outstanding. "
Hermione, who was exposed again, wasn't as flustered as she was the first time. She just responded with a smile and didn't say anything.
"So, Miss Granger, what's your parents' position in Muggle's world?" Slughorn leaned his arms on the table and folded his hands in front of him as he asked Hermione in an amiable manner.
Hermione was slightly stunned, but she was very proud of her parents, so she said confidently, "My parents are dentists."
Other than Draco, whose face had turned pale due to bad memories, most of the pure-blooded students present either didn't know what the occupation of dentists was, or they still thought that dentists were a kind of part-time job for hairdressers.
Just like the twins in the second year, they looked at Hermione with gloomy eyes. Although they weren't discriminating against her, they were still doubtful and waited for her to explain further.
"That's interesting. Is this occupation dangerous?" Slughorn lowered his head and echoed in a daze. He was still trying to understand, and the wrinkles on his forehead were squeezed together. McClagan, who was beside him, also looked a little confused.
"Not really." Hermione's gaze caught everyone's reaction. Harry, who had lived in Muggle's world before entering the Hogwarts, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the silly expressions of the pure-blooded students. The Animagus class in Sirius did not immediately require them to keep a single leaf in their mouths for a month. He had to teach them enough theoretical knowledge first so that they could ask questions that they didn't understand before they could start preparing. He didn't want his godson to encounter an accident where he only transformed into half of his body or turned into an animal instead of a human.
It was a little awkward for a moment. Allen, who was preparing some pineapple preserves for his sister, helped his female companion out of the awkward situation. "Similar to our therapists, Muggle is actually more detailed in medicine. You can think of a dentist as a therapist who specializes in treating teeth. In addition, Muggle barbers have stopped talking about tooth extraction and amputation hundreds of years ago. Even if you don't take Muggle Studies as an elective, you should read up on relevant books."
"I think it's quite dangerous …" Draco mumbled, covering his tooth that was treated by Hermione's father. The frightening sound of the electric drill in his memory caused him to hallucinate.
"But there was a boy named Robin Senk. He bit my father. "Hermione said and laughed." He had to get ten stitches. "
Marcus also stopped his fork and knife from reaching for the dessert. All the wizards who had lived in the magic world since they were young were a little confused. What did it mean to have ten stitches? They were unable to determine the severity of the injury. Furthermore, if one was bitten by another person, it would require ten stitches. What did that mean? Zabini coughed softly and couldn't help but touch his nose.
"Yes, Zabini. Because you're too talented … in terms of putting on airs …" An angry female voice came from the other side of Horace.
Slughorn glanced at Hermione and Ellen in a fluster. Seeing that they didn't show any obvious displeasure, he let out a sigh of relief. He then turned to look at Ginny who had just spoken … Ginny was glaring angrily at Zabini from across Slughorn's belly. He had no choice but to use a joking tone to try and ease the atmosphere, "You have to be careful, Bresse! I just happened to see this young lady cast a wonderful Bat Spirit Charm before! If you don't want to have giant bats on your face, don't use her! "
Brace?? Zabini didn't respond to Ginny's sarcasm. He looked apologetically at Hermione, a little annoyed that he had unknowingly used the method of looking down on Muggle on Hermione's story. Fortunately, it wasn't to the extent of causing her displeasure.
Seeing that the pure-blooded students around her were still skeptical, Ginny, who had saved her father's life because of this technique, immediately spoke up to justify it. "After my father was attacked last year, the snake's venom caused his wounds to be unable to heal. St. Mungo's Hospital used a combination of suturing and witchcraft from Muggle under the umbrella to heal my father."
"Ah, so you're talking about this new technique. I personally went to St. Mungo's Hospital to observe it. Although it looks a little scary, it does look like a centipede … I have to say, it's very useful for wounds that are difficult to heal due to magic or poison. Miss Weasley, please have some more desserts. Otherwise, they'll all be eaten up by Belby soon. " Slughorn's gaze rested on Ginny, who was next to Harry, for a moment. He then began to grin from ear to ear as he picked up a small plate of pies and distributed them to everyone. For some reason, he left out Marcus Belby. Belby.
After asking everyone and complimenting Harry, Slughorn began to change the topic and rambled on about the past. Throughout the rest of the banquet, apart from taking extra care of a few students, Slughorn began to tell many interesting stories about the outstanding Magi he had taught in the past. He described how they had all willingly joined an organization called the Slug Club, which had taken a part of his surname from the Hogwarts.
The founder of the Slug Club, Horace? The obvious difference in treatment from Professor Slughorn was noticed by the little Magi who had some political experience. Anyone who sat here must have been invited because he felt that they were worthy of being associated with.
However, after asking around and finding out the details, it was obvious that he had removed some names from his list. For example, Marcus, who had a bad relationship with his uncle who was a Master Potioneer? Belby. After talking to him, Slughorn, who had seen countless people, had an obvious attitude of rejection that was somewhat excessive.
As for Lucius? Malfoy did not reveal his identity during the Ministry of Magic incident at the end of the previous semester. This allowed Draco to receive many flatteries from the other party in this banquet. Even Draco's follower, Bambreth, Zabini, had also received many compliments. Zabini was also treated warmly by Slughorn. Zabini's mother was a beautiful witch who had been widowed seven times, and each of her husbands had left her a large fortune after their unexpected deaths.
However, Slughorn's attitude towards Allen was rather thought-provoking. He warmly received him and continuously brought some dishes to Allen. Through describing the background of the dishes and constantly complimenting him without asking any questions, it was clear that he did not want to have a deep relationship with Allen.
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