Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 452 The Big Splash at Christmas

Voldemort didn't quite understand why Cohen wanted to know how to make the Transfiguration Charm work on a larger scale, but he still taught him—

With the help of the second greatest dark wizard of the century (Cohen thought he was the greatest), Cohen quickly made two stone tablets, one for Carlton Gray and the other for himself.

Because communicating with this woman "about black magic" through letters alone is definitely not enough.

Strangely, after accepting the slate, Carlton delayed discussing it with Cohen until after Christmas, citing "being busy."

This Christmas is destined to be anything but peaceful—because Voldemort plans to launch his first attempt on Christmas Day.

The theft of the prophecy orb—but Voldemort is certain to fail this time, because Cohen is going to be the mole—

Inside Dumbledore's office.

“That’s right, Voldemort plans to possess Nagini at Christmas to steal the Prophecy Orb,” Cohen said.

If Voldemort succeeds now, how can Cohen then legitimately follow Harry and the others to destroy the Ministry of Magic and blow up that vat of brains?

Cohen wasn't sure how much of a threat those things posed to him, but they were probably not that dangerous, since Cohen only had 60% Dementor components, and having methods to deal with "non-beings" alone wasn't very effective.

The brain is a bit dangerous to the other Dementors, so it's best to wipe them out as well.

"Did Voldemort tell you this?" Dumbledore asked.

“Yes,” Cohen said. “You should prepare whatever you need to as soon as possible—but does that prophecy really have that much strategic significance for you?”

"..." Dumbledore gave Cohen a deep look, then slowly said, "I will handle it, Cohen. Thank you for reminding me."

Dumbledore's look gave Cohen a bad feeling.

Why did Dumbledore remain silent to Cohen when it was clearly a prophecy between Harry and Voldemort?
Cohen knew the second half of the story, and he also knew that even if Voldemort knew the second half, it wouldn't be of any use, because it was impossible for Voldemort and Harry to both be alive. Harry would definitely fight Voldemort to the death for killing their parents.

Or perhaps... this prophecy is not only related to the two of them, but also to Cohen in the second half?

Cohen originally didn't want to look at his crystal ball again—his prophecies always liked to engage in cyber fraud, just like his personality—but the current situation drove Cohen to have a strong urge to steal another glance.

Back in the lounge, Cohen found the crystal ball in the box, wiped it, and then started rummaging around in it.

Soon, the fog inside dissipated, revealing a dimly lit scene.

It looks like a room with an empty archway.

Then there's Cohen, Harry, and the others...

Wait a moment——

Cohen spotted an unfamiliar gray-haired figure hanging high in front of the archway, like the crucified Jesus.

Rose has brown hair, Edward has blond hair, and Herbert's hair is almost completely white—none of the people important to him have gray hair.

It could be a Death Eater, or it could be something the Ministry of Magic uses for brain research...

I didn't see the prophecy or anything of value.

Cohen listlessly stuffed it into the box.

wrong……

Cohen suddenly stopped.

Gray hair. The Earl seems to be saying that the "Carlton Gray" his wife saw was gray-haired?
So this guy, who was suspected to be a member of the Silver Key, was killed by Cohen? What kind of grudge could possibly warrant being implicated in the Ministry of Magic?
Cohen felt it was unbelievable; there was no reason for him to engage in such a childish and torturous ritual. He usually just sucked out the Silver Keys and that was it, because there were too many people, and it would be too troublesome to torture them one by one.

But regardless, it's a good thing that it was Silver Key who died.
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October and November passed quickly. Voldemort made no move, the Ministry of Magic made no move, and even Hogwarts made no move.

It was like the calm before the storm; the days were unusually peaceful.

Until Christmas.

“You’ll have to spend Christmas at school,” Edward told Cohen after the last Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Have you all come to the school?" Cohen asked.

“Hmm…” Edward scratched his head. “Herbert will come to keep you company? I have some things to take care of—the same reason I gave for leaving my job when I was in class before.”

“Oh~” Cohen raised his eyebrows.

You know, everyone knows, it's about career.

The family could celebrate Christmas for countless years, but Cohen's time in school was limited to just a few years.

It is well known that a father's position only plays a significant role in showing off when a person is in school.

Once Cohen leaves the school, the effect of showing off won't be as good.

"No—why is Herbert allowed into the school for Christmas?" Cohen asked. "Is he here to take over your job?"

“He was just bored out of his mind,” Edward said, “and then he thought about coming to see you at school, and he immediately agreed.”

“You have to tell him to stop with all those ‘Cohen, your uncle loves you so much’ tricks,” Cohen said seriously.

“No, not at all,” Edward said, but the way the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but turn up made Cohen feel uneasy.

“You shouldn’t have come to Hogwarts! You’ve been corrupted!” Cohen said, glaring at him.

“No way, you yourself said that Hogwarts won’t corrupt people.” Edward raised an eyebrow. “Alright, alright, I need to pack my things now—I’ll have Dumbledore settle your remaining salary for your position with you later, to compensate you for your summer break.”

“I smell guilt in your nose. You’re not trying to make up for my lost summer vacation. You’re just trying to make up for the guilt you feel about your evil ‘torture the son’ plan with Herbert—” Cohen said, sniffing.

“I don’t understand. I’m going to pack my clothes—and maybe I can have dinner with your mother—you know, it’s my wedding anniversary with your mother…” Edward said with a grin.

“I don’t believe you. Your wedding anniversary is in January,” Cohen said.

Cohen was determined to stop their evil plan before Herbert even started his first class.

Edward left before dinner, and Herbert arrived at Hogwarts almost seamlessly before dinner as well.

At the dinner, the students were talking about the Christmas holidays and changing professors—and then Dumbledore began another round of introductions.

"Cohen, look!"

“You said that three months ago.” Cohen refused to look up this time, no matter what.

“No, I mean—” Fred hadn’t finished speaking.

“Cohen, look up, your uncle is saying hello to you,” Dean said.

(End of this chapter)