Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 37: It's a bit strange for an orphan to visit relatives
"He didn't catch the Snitch! He nearly swallowed it!"

Even after everyone had almost left the field, Flint from the Slytherin team was still roaring indignantly.

But no one cared about him. Even if Harry caught the Golden Snitch with his buttocks, Gryffindor would still get the extra 150 points.

"He looks like a baboon who's been robbed of his bananas."

Cohen commented as the others were heading towards Hagrid's hut—

"Snape did it," Ron explained to Harry. "We all saw him hexing your broomstick. If Coin hadn't been there, counter-cursing it, and Hermione hadn't set Snape's robes on fire, you might have been dead!"

"Nonsense." Hagrid still didn't believe it. "Why would Snape do such a thing?"

"Maybe he had a conflict with Harry's father in the past?" Cohen was very happy that no one suspected him. He didn't dare to think about how Harry would feel if Quirrell told Harry later, "Cohen also joined me in harming you."

"I remember hearing my dad say—"

"What? Your father knows my father?" After hearing this, Harry even forgot that Snape almost killed him just now. He couldn't wait to get more information about his parents.

"They used to be friends, right? You know, there's only one school in the UK, Hogwarts, and each grade in each college has only about ten students. It's hard not to be friends." Cohen raised his eyebrows.

The atmosphere of this afternoon tea was not actually harmonious, because under their questioning, Hagrid let out two things in succession - the three-headed dog was his, and the name of Nicolas Flamel was related to the incident.

As a result, Hagrid was always angry with himself and looked unhappy.

"We need to look up the name in the library."

On the way back to the castle, Hermione said:
"Maybe we can figure out what that dog is guarding—"

"Nicolas Flamel was an alchemist," Cohen said suddenly.

"?" Hermione looked at Cohen.

"You didn't ask me," Cohen said, spreading his hands innocently. "He created the Philosopher's Stone—an alchemical tool that can turn stone into gold. He can also use it to make the Elixir of Life."

"The Philosopher's Stone is the end point of ancient alchemy, because the goal of ancient alchemy has always been to create gold and achieve immortality - I've seen this before in 'Alchemy Explained'."

"Next time I won't have any objection to you reading in the common room." Ron said in astonishment. "Alchemy—is this really something we should read at our age?"

"That's not the problem, Ron." Hermione said worriedly, "This alchemical tool must be very valuable. No one would refuse to steal such an attractive thing."

"We have to stop him." Harry spoke in the protagonist's voice.

"+1" Cohen nodded. He really had to prevent the Philosopher's Stone from being stolen by others. Cohen wanted to get it himself.

A plan had already formed in Coin's head, a reasonable plan to swallow the Philosopher's Stone - if Dumbledore cooperated.

Because they knew the existence of the Philosopher's Stone, they did not continue to ask Hagrid - so much so that Hagrid thought they no longer cared about it.

Until December, Harry and Cohen appeared to be very obedient.

During this time, Coin had decimated the Forbidden Forest's acromantula population, leaving only a dozen or so young adults. Aragog had taken his descendants into hiding in the crypts, and every time Coin went there, he could hear Aragog's angry cries from beneath the surface. "Kill them, kill them! Someone has to die, why not the spiders?"

In the Room of Requirement, the Count said lazily that the weather was getting colder and he rarely left the stove in the Room of Requirement.

"Killing spiders isn't fun anymore," Cohen said dangerously.

"Oh, are you going to start attacking the little wizards and centaurs? Great, Dumbledore will definitely challenge you to a fight." The Earl cheered, "Don't worry, you and Dumbledore are evenly matched."

"I often kill him alone in my dreams, right?" Cohen glared at the earl.

"No, I mean he killed you five times in five seconds," the Count corrected. "When will you give me the wand you promised me? Hedwig is becoming increasingly difficult to get together with—I saw her having an affair with a shit-yellow owl in the shed—"

"You have to say the word 'cheat' in front of a child, don't you?" Cohen complained. "Wait until before Christmas - I'll write to Ollivander to order one so you can come with me to visit the ruins of the manor, so as not to -"

"Can orphans use the term 'visiting relatives'?" the Count asked with feigned curiosity. "I mean, you don't even know what you are made of—"

"I think you need to be plucking your feathers," Cohen said coldly.
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It was a morning in mid-December, and they would be off for the holiday after today, so many students had already packed their luggage.

Malfoy almost never bothered Harry in Coin's presence, and Coin was sure that his father, Lucius Malfoy, had written to remind him.

It seems like a lot of people know Cohen's identity, but there's no recorded information about Cohen himself anywhere.

Fudge was really afraid of seeing news like "Shock! An unkillable dark magic experiment monster appeared in the wizarding world" in the newspaper.

The snow outside the castle had piled up several feet high, and the lake was covered with hard ice. Giant squids were looming under the ice of the Black Lake. If you walked there at night, it would be like being in a horror movie.

After enduring the last Potions class, the cheers of the little wizards almost lifted the ceiling after Snape left - it was vacation time!

Cohen's family visit plan also officially began.

It only took the Earl one day to deliver Cohen's letter ordering the wand remotely and return to Hogwarts with a brand new wand. It was obvious that he really wanted it.

"I've never seen you be so diligent when delivering other letters to me." Cohen curled his lips.

"Delivering you mail is work, buying yourself a wand is life."

The Earl said philosophically:
"I deserve this."

Cohen allowed the Count to play with his wand in the Room of Requirement all night, and took away all important items in advance to prevent them from being hit by the Count's random spells.

Early the next morning, Cohen took the sleepy Earl and mixed in with the group of little wizards going home for Christmas - after all, the forms to decide whether to go home or not were filled out by the students themselves.

In order to leave himself ample time to explore the abandoned estate, Cohen did not sign the list of people staying on campus.

Halfway through following the team, Cohen slipped into a small wood on the side after passing an arch bridge, and parted ways with the little wizards who were heading to the train platform.

The Northumberland Estate...

Is it really possible to find information from ten years ago?
(End of this chapter)