Chapter 102 101: People favored by God? The big case at Gringotts!
In the quiet office.
Snape frowned and stared at the notebook in front of him. The writing on it appeared and then slowly disappeared, but the words that appeared seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind.
Completely impossible to dispel.
[Taboos in the world require the permission of the gods]
Judging from the effect of that bottle of finished potion, it can make creatures without magic power give birth to magic power. This is indeed a taboo that should never appear in the human world.
Snape agreed with the diary.
But what concerned him the most was the last sentence "needs the permission of the gods".
“Do you need God’s permission to make the so-called Apocalypse Potion? But the key to this Apocalypse Potion seems to be the infinite fire potion brewed by Ian Prince.”
Snape is certainly not an atheist, but he is not a theist either.
Like most wizards, he only believes what he sees with his own eyes. Perhaps it was due to the logic and rationality of wizards that Snape noticed some anomalies in the information in the notebook.
“This notebook from thousands of years ago not only knows the name of the potion I configured, but also named it. It even knows the name of the potion with unlimited firepower.”
This is The place that makes people most feel chills running down their spine and makes them think deeply. If the so-called apocalyptic potion formula has already existed, this may not only shake the origin of the wizard.
No one knows whether God exists or not.
But those who waver in secular concepts will definitely suffer disasters comparable to divine punishment.
If he hadn't been the one who mixed the potion with his own hands, Snape felt that he would want to kill the guy who discovered such crazy truth at all costs.
He himself is not a good person, so he knows very well what will happen if he configures such a potion, and there are still countless people worse than him in both the Muggle and wizarding worlds.
This is also the reason why Snape learned the resuscitation potion from his notes, searched for alternative materials, developed a modern version of the formula and completed his own work, but did not dare to come up with it.
Squib recovery potion.
As the name suggests, it is a potion that can re-activate the "dead" magic power of the Squibs. It can only last for three to five months and cannot maintain the effect for a long time. But even so, Snape, who was well aware of the darkness in the wizarding world, still did not dare to make this reproduction of the work public.
I don’t even dare to mention it to anyone else.
Only when he realized that Ian's unlimited fire potion could actually be used for other purposes, he could not suppress his inner obsession with the achievement of a certain potion - however, he never thought, This forbidden work was actually recorded in objects thousands of years ago, and the synthetic formula also contained the name Unlimited Fire Potion.
"I always thought this was a name that the little bastard made up at random." Snape frowned, "But there is obviously something unreasonable about this... If the formula he found could be clear. Tell him that there is such a medicine name in the formula, write The person who wrote the formula definitely had no need to hide this unlimited firepower potion in the love potion."
"According to historical records, Witch Morgan does not seem to have such a bad taste...perhaps. Because of scruples?" Snape could only guess as much as possible.
Tell the truth.
If we ignore why Ian knew that the prerequisite for the Apocalypse Potion was the Unlimited Fire Potion, Snape could actually understand why Morgan Witch wanted such a formula to be hidden in the Love Potion.
Changers will have enemies all over the world.
At least this is true from the perspective of wizards... It will definitely shake not only the current relationship between Muggles and wizards, but the really scary thing is that such a potion can rewrite the origins of wizards.
When the origin of wizards is no longer sacred, Snape really can't imagine how dangerous and chaotic the revolutionaries will be. Perhaps even wizards like Dumbledore can't withstand the backlash of this kind of thing.
Even the legendary witch is like this!
This is much more terrifying than what Dumbledore’s unknown friend Gellert Grindelwald, the old man imprisoned in the Fortress, wanted to do back then!
No wizard would allow someone to come up with such a recipe. If the recipe Ian got also came from Morgan, Snape felt that something might make sense.
The legendary witch found the origin of the wizard, or created another possibility of the origin of the wizard, and then split the forbidden potion into two parts and stored them separately in the past era. Some were written down in her notebooks, and others were collected in the Hogwarts library many years later.
This is definitely a reasonable guess.
In Snape's opinion.
The legendary witch who discovered this potion was probably as scared and troubled as she was thousands of years ago, otherwise she would not have split the formula to preserve it.
The sealing is due to fear.
Retention is due to unwillingness.
Snape felt that his mentality at this time was very similar.
Of course.
There are also differences.
"This requires the consent of the gods, and may be a secret belonging to the ancient wizards." Snape felt as if he had glimpsed some of the reasons why the ancient wizards were powerful.
He couldn't help but cover his forehead and frowned.
It is not questioning the existence of God.
After all, there are descendants of the priestess of God in Hogwarts school, and wizards have always believed in the story of Death and the three brothers. Snape just felt that even if this world really existed Gods shouldn’t be able to gain their approval casually, right?
Ian can brew the pre-potion! This obviously showed some very special problems. Snape couldn't figure out what kind of god would favor Ian, that naughty little bastard?
"Perhaps the so-called need for God's permission is just that some special ritual needs to be performed?" Snape really didn't want to believe that a potion master like himself couldn't obtain God's permission, and A guy like Ian who is unattractive can be favored. He can't be a illusory god who only cares about his looks and hair, right?
“It may also be that the first person to touch that legacy will be able to obtain the special ritual blessings left by Morgan. The so-called God’s permission is just Morgan’s framing of that ritual.”
This is a guess that makes Snape feel slightly less unconvinced. His self-esteem did feel better, but it was followed by a feeling of regret. If he had not asked Ian to destroy the source of the original formula, maybe he would also have been able to obtain ritual blessings from the source of the original formula. .
After all.
No one can tell whether this kind of "answer" will only be blessed on one person.
"Perhaps I can use the time turner to go back and intercept that little bastard." As soon as this idea came up in his mind, Snape immediately shook his head and gave up the idea.
This is also because of self-esteem.
Go back on your promise in front of your nephew.
He, Snape, has no face?
Besides, since Ian didn't meet him in the library, it proved that he obviously had no chance to save the legacy of history, and the outcome would be the same regardless of whether he could go back. Any wizard with some skills is very aware of the terrible consequences of playing with time. No one is willing to touch time unless necessary.
It is also taboo.
Challenging another taboo for a potion that cannot be shown in the light is obviously not a wise choice. Who doesn't know that those who play with time will eventually be played with by time.
People can only witness history.
History cannot be changed.
How many years.
This is a truth that cannot be challenged.
No one can shake it.
......
After leaving Snape's office, Ian immediately ran back to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom - fortunately, Ian finally caught up with the Dark Arts. Defense class, but the regret is that he only caught up to the end of this class, and could only watch a group of young wizards walk out of the classroom with fear and excitement.
"Oh! Professor Gilderoy Lockhart is amazing! Although his class is scary, it really makes people learn something! He actually showed us how to deal with the Imperius Curse!"
"Did you see the way the centaur tried to escape and then was held in place by magic? It yelled at us, and Professor Gilderoy Lockhart simply made its mouth disappear!"
"Do you think the centaur died in the end? Is it dead or not? I feel that its heart is probably completely dead... It didn't even move when you stuffed the wand directly into its butt!"
"That's what it deserves! Hate my wand is not enough "Long!"
"That's right, that's right, didn't you see the little professor's roommate was kicked into the wall by it? Just like Gilderoy Grindelwald said, these centaurs are all here. It’s a beast.”
...
Standing at the door of the classroom.
Listening to the chattering discussions among the little wizards who came out, Ian felt as if he was struck by lightning. He obviously missed many wonderful scenes in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Even when the little wizards greeted him, he felt that it was difficult to force a smile. This was obviously all due to the old bat who liked to cosplay the little wizards in the office.
"At least he promised to bring me something back to the orphanage for Christmas..." Ian could probably only comfort himself in this way. He found nothing that could be taken away in the empty Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. ——Probably because of the Dementors before, Gilderoy Grindelwald didn’t even leave a piece of cloth in the classroom.
"Michael, I heard that you were kicked against the wall. William, did you take any photos of the scene?" During dinner, Ian saw Michael with his head wrapped in a bandage.
And in the face of his inquiry, William raised his hands to show the fractures and injuries in his hands - it turned out that the little professor's roommate who was kicked to the wall in the little wizard's mouth was not a singular word.
"Professor Lockhart is so evil. He actually asked Michael and I to deal with a centaur. That centaur really wanted to kill everyone here!"
"I think this professor should be imprisoned in Azkaban!" William complained to Ian with lingering fear, his expression full of dissatisfaction with Gilderoy Grindelwald.
“It kicked me on the head. It really hurt!”
Michael was also terrified.
Compared to the little black guy who never forgets to show off his chicken legs even though he has a concussion, William continues to complain about the output and greets Gilderoy Grindelwald's family in almost all directions. He obviously didn't know who he was yelling at.
Ian, who was sitting nearby and listening silently, looked up at Gilderoy Grindelwald on the professor's chair - he only hoped to be his roommate for the rest of his life as a new generation of saints. Don't even discover Gilderoy Grindelwald's true identity. Of course, what's more important is that the family members of the good roommate's fanatics must not know what happened today.
Otherwise.
When William's family did not personally send William on the voyage due to family ties, Ian felt that he might have to prepare a bed for William in the Wu's Orphanage.
"Speak less, speak less..." Ian stuffed a big turkey head into William's mouth. Although Thanksgiving has not come yet, turkey is a common food. , and today is still the eve of Halloween, so the dinner at Hogwarts is a little more sumptuous than usual.
Even the entire auditorium has been decorated. A thousand bats are flapping on the walls and ceiling, and a thousand dark clouds are swarming in the auditorium.
Many huge pumpkins have been made into lanterns. These pumpkins are so big that they can even be made into boats. They are much bigger than when Ian saw them at Hagrid before.
The atmosphere is very good.
There were even several movable human skeletons, holding different musical instruments in their hands, walking back and forth in the hall to perform hellish-style music for the little wizards.
It really has a Halloween style. The bassist, drummer, guitarist, accordion player, and piano player are all the kind of skeletons of different heights that "giggle" and laugh weirdly.
When he walked to the Ravenclaw table, Ian touched it curiously... It was actually a pure human skeleton. He didn't know what era he was a general teacher.
“Oh, don’t touch my head!” William was slapped by one of the hidden skeletons, and his mouth that his turkey butt couldn’t even close finally stopped complaining about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Teacher. All the students felt it was novel and a little intimidated, but there were also many who dared to get started like Ian.
Perhaps due to Gilderoy Grindelwald, wizards of all grades are obviously bolder. These gentle skeletons are far friendlier than those seen in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Dumbledore is confused!"
Ian still felt incredible that Grindelwald appeared in Hogwarts. On the way to the dinner just now, he overheard a young sixth-grade couple discussing the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They also mentioned that Gilderoy Grindelwald also hinted at some students who longed for powerful magic in their class. Wizards can find him in the office after class.
What powerful magic?
The Cruciatus Curse?
A death curse?
Or a gas stove?
Maybe Hogwarts students no longer have to worry about not having the opportunity to go to Nurmengard for further studies, because some people seem to have moved Nurmengard directly to Hogwarts!
"Will Voldemort really have to face a group of students who like to eat big melons next year?" Ian's heart was vaguely throbbing. He didn't know why he always felt that some learning environments were being changed.
【Gringotts was invaded by a mysterious man! The goblins deny anything is missing! 】In addition to monsters and monsters on Halloween, daily news is also the focus of everyone's discussion.
Especially this kind of unexpected event.
With owls even dressed up in Halloween style coming to the auditorium, young wizards of all ages became lively. This was probably the first time such a thing had happened in Gringotts in recent years.
Even the professors looked incredulous.
"Who is it! You are so bold!" Gilderoy Grindelwald's performance was really exaggerated, and he looked horrified as if he had never done anything similar before.
"Fortunately I don't have any savings at Gringotts."
Ian is probably the person least concerned about Gringotts being robbed.
He even thought that the goblins might be directing and acting on their own.
"Okay, okay! I've finally waited for you!"
After the dinner.
Seeing Gilderoy Grindelwald taking Aurora away, Ian immediately took out his Marauder's Map. He finally saw Dumbledore's name on the map today—— Dumbledore, who had not been back for a long time, actually missed the Halloween party at Hogwarts.
This is obviously completely inconsistent with Dumbledore's usual behavior.
"Hey, he must be old and confused, and wants to slowly give up the position of principal to Aurora's grandfather. The old man from Grindelwald has slept in his office several times these days!"
< br>Exciting ideas.
Ian couldn't help but want to run to the principal's office to arrest the old principal who sneaked back to the school, but he was stopped by Snape who looked coy as soon as he walked out of the door of the auditorium.
"Have you ruined what you ruined?"
Snape's eyes were fixed on Ian's face.
"I have always been obedient. It is no longer in the library." Ian blinked and chose to respond with the truth. Of course, he would not let Snape seize the opportunity to reprimand him.
"Destroyed... very good, it seems you took my words to heart." Snape's eyes flickered a few times, but his expression didn't seem too happy.
There is an indescribable complex feeling.
Relieved?
A little disappointed again... Under Ian's gaze, the old bat did not continue to ask about anything else, just flicked the cloak behind his robe and left the auditorium quickly.
"Maybe you should sleep more, your eyes are already black as coal!" he reminded loudly at Snape's back. Ian was really worried that Snape would turn him into a lich.
Watching Snape, who had not given any response, disappeared from sight, Ian started to jog again, and by the way, he made sure that Ariana's letter was still in his robe.
Along the way.
Even the little wizard who greeted him just waved in response and ran to the eighth floor out of breath. Ian was really worried that the old principal just came back to use the toilet and disappeared.
Outside the principal's office.
The huge and extremely ugly stone beast squatted at the door as always. It had a ferocious face and sharp claws, as if it was ready to pounce on any intruder who dared to get close.
“Password!”
The stone beast made a dull voice to Ian.
"Jelly Slug."
This is the password from last time.
But it's obvious that the principal has already changed this.
The stone beast was still staring at Ian with no intention of jumping away.
"Chui Bao Super Bubble Gum."
Since he was not invited, Ian could only guess at the door password, but his luck was obviously not that bad. The motionless stone The beast still did not respond to its command.
“Lemon Sherbet.”
Keep guessing.
Still unable to open the door.
"Cockroach string!"
Ian thought for a while and thought of a possible password - the stone beast moved, however, it just shook its head at Ian, still He lay at the door and didn't move out of the way.
“Open the door!”
Ian really couldn't think of any other snacks that Dumbledore loved to eat. He kicked the stone beast angrily. He never thought that the stone beast would jump aside first and expose the wall behind it.
“Hiss~”
Ian didn’t expect that he would kick the ball empty.
"You are so interesting~"
He glanced at the stone beast in surprise, then trotted up the stairs and came to the wooden door of the principal's office, which was half-opened. Revealing the light in the room.
It didn't close automatically.
It is as if the owner of the room is waiting for the visitor to arrive.
“Are you waiting for me?”
Ian secretly looked through the crack in the door.
I saw Albus Dumbledore sitting behind the desk. Under the flickering candlelight on the table, he kept turning something golden in his hand.
The old principal's eyes were very focused.
Ian identified it carefully.
The thing that was constantly being turned by Dumbledore shone with the luster of gold.
It is a cup with a solid gold handle.
I will try to adjust the update time tomorrow and try to update as early as possible, so the number of words today is slightly less. . .
(End of this chapter)