Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

In first grade, the two often sneaked into the Forbidden Forest, wanting to explore this dangerous and mysterious place.

However, Hagrid is not as easy to deal with as Filch. Although he was expelled from school, Hagrid is still a wizard with spellcasting abilities, and the Swallowdog's tracking ability is much stronger than that of a cat.

George and Fred never got the better of him; each time they were caught by Hagrid after only a few steps.

After being severely reprimanded by McGonagall more than ten times, the two had to admit that Hagrid was not someone they could defeat.

That's why they gave up the idea of ​​entering the forbidden forest.

George and Fred were just mischievous; they had no masochistic tendencies.

But now, the roles of offense and defense have shifted.

George strode in, puffing out his chest, and said jokingly, "Of course I remember that students are not allowed to approach the Forbidden Forest, but I also remember that wizards are not allowed to raise fire dragons on their own."

“This is a serious crime punishable by Azkaban.”

Fred added, "I've heard that Dementors love big people the most—they're plentiful, meaty, and satisfying to eat."

“I know what a Dementor is,” Hagrid said, his tone stern but his words betraying his fear. “You won’t be fooled by my simple tricks.”

“It seems we have no choice but to write to Professor Dumbledore.” Fred turned away regretfully.

Count as you walk.

one two three......

"Wait a minute." Hagrid backed down, because he knew what a Dementor was, which made him even more afraid.

"What do you want?"

"The Forbidden Forest," George and Fred said in unison. "We want free access to the Forbidden Forest, and we want to be called to watch the dragon's birth together."

“Impossible.” Hagrid shook his head firmly. “Professor Dumbledore has assigned me to guard the Forbidden Forest. I cannot let you in.”

"Then we'll have to go tell Dumbledore."

George turned away regretfully.

However, this time things developed completely beyond their expectations. Even after they reached Hagrid's cabin, Hagrid did not try to stop them.

Just as Dumbledore said, he could entrust his life to Hagrid.

Although Hagrid may make some mistakes unintentionally, he would never betray Dumbledore if he intended to.

Even if it means being imprisoned in Azkaban.

After waiting for ages, George and Fred, who had been standing at the door in the cold wind for half the day, turned back speechlessly. They were just making a verbal threat; there was no way they would actually go back and tell Hagrid on them and send him to Azkaban.

“Mr. Hagrid, we could actually discuss changing the terms.”

"What are the conditions?" Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief, but was also overjoyed.

This honest man never even considered bargaining with George and his group.

“Since Professor Dumbledore doesn’t allow us to go to the Forbidden Forest alone, you can take us there, right? I don’t think that would be disobeying Professor Dumbledore’s orders.”

George and Fred are the kind of people who want to go to the places you forbid them to go, and they get restless if they don't go.

They absolutely must go to this forbidden forest.

After hearing their conditions, Hagrid thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Allowing students to freely enter the forbidden forest is not the same as allowing them limited entry into the forbidden forest while he is watching them.

The latter is obviously much safer and doesn't disobey Dumbledore's orders.

"Okay, I promise you, but you're not allowed to run around and you have to listen to me."

Seeing that the deal was done, Ron asked curiously, "Fred, why did you suddenly come to Hagrid's cabin? I rarely see you here."

George and Fred were momentarily speechless.

Oh right, I can't quite remember why they came to Hagrid's place.

It was like they suddenly had a feeling that something interesting would happen when they came to Hagrid's place, so they came.

“We just came over out of boredom,” Fred replied.

George nodded in agreement.

In the grass outside Hagrid's hut, the Serpent Demon concealed itself with an illusion spell, quietly clinging to the ground.

While magic cannot completely control people's hearts, it can certainly provide some guidance.

No excuses are needed; a simple confusion spell is enough to win over George and Fred.

Once they arrive, given George and Fred's personalities, they'll definitely get involved after discovering something as interesting as the fire dragon.

For the rest, Witt basically didn't need to do anything; he could just let things take their course.

All the Serpent Demon needs to do is keep an eye on them and, at the right moment, lure McGonagall to Harry's side.

Everything will be fine.

Witte was playing chess, while Dumbledore was worrying.

More than two months have passed, and the French Ministry of Magic has not found out a single useful piece of information.

There's a high probability that there will be no further developments.

Chapter 61 Dumbledore: Who doesn't know I'm fair, just, and never biased?

Although Dumbledore is very famous, he doesn't have much actual power.

Because of fear, Dumbledore was unwilling to take control of power. If you don't take the initiative to take control of power, power will naturally not be willing to pay attention to you.

This resulted in other members of the Ministry of Magic, while willing to give Dumbledore face, not actually putting in the effort to do things for him.

This was merely a favor requested by Dumbledore, not a task or an order.

If a quick search reveals the answer, then helping out is fine. But if it requires a lot of time and effort to get it done, then people definitely won't be willing to do it.

If Rozier were so easy to catch, he would have been caught long ago and wouldn't have lived to this age.

Finding the situation difficult and having searched for weeks without any leads, the French Ministry of Magic simply withdrew its personnel. When Dumbledore wrote to inquire, they were told that they were investigating; otherwise, they were told to pretend the matter did not exist.

The British Ministry of Magic is adept at this tactic, and the French Ministry of Magic is no less skilled.

Both companies are actually the same.

Dumbledore was aware of this, of course, but he was too busy to get away. Voldemort was already gathering his strength, and Hagrid came to report that a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest had been attacked and drained of its blood.

Unicorn blood possesses strange magic that can prolong human life, but it can also inflict a curse.

Although Quirrell was in terrible condition, he was clearly not in such a bad state that he needed to drink unicorn blood to prolong his life.

The truth is clear: Voldemort was using the power of the unicorn's blood to restore his magic.

Voldemort reaps the benefits of killing the unicorn, but Quirrell bears the consequences.

Voldemort could launch a full-scale attack at any time, and Harry is not ready yet. He has never truly faced Voldemort. Dumbledore needs to conduct a test to ensure that Harry has enough courage to face true evil.

And then there's Witt.

Dumbledore gets a headache just thinking about Witt. He knows all about what Witt did at school.

Don't forget, Snape was one of his men.

The little guy seemed to know, or rather, discover something. Witt's deliberate avoidance of Quirrell didn't seem to stem from a dislike of the garlic smell.

There was also the issue of college points; in order to win seven consecutive championships, Witt really went to any lengths.

They're even capable of deliberately messing with their opponents in Quidditch matches.

Although Dumbledore wasn't present at that match, the incident was so egregious that it was being discussed throughout the entire school, making it impossible for Dumbledore to remain unaware.

Seeing that Witt was starting to look less attractive, Dumbledore felt it was necessary to correct his behavior.

But we need to wait for the right time.

Waiting for an opportunity for Witte to make a mistake, and it will happen soon.

Although the specific reason was unknown, Dumbledore could see very clearly that Witt's gaze kept lingering between Gryffindor and Slytherin's house points.

They did not pay attention to the other two colleges.

Even though Ravenclaw's score was higher than Gryffindor's, Witt didn't even glance at Ravenclaw, his eyes fixed intently on Gryffindor's score.

It seemed to him that the difference of over 190 points could be surpassed in an instant.

(The scores have changed again during this period)

Dumbledore had no idea why Witt had such concerns. The professors at Hogwarts were all very fair, and the only one who showed favoritism was Snape, the head of Slytherin.

What exactly is Witt worried about?

That's very strange.

But none of that matters. What matters is that Witt is not satisfied with this score difference and wants to widen it.

Dumbledore didn't know what Witte would do, but he was certain that Witte would make a move.

He just needs to wait until the day Gryffindor's grades suddenly drop, then Dumbledore can go to Witte and educate and guide him.

Dumbledore didn't need to know the exact process, the time, or the place; he could simply deduce from a human perspective what was bound to happen.

This allows us to prepare in advance.

Inside Witt's secret little room, the Serpent Demon was reporting on Harry and Hagrid's dragon egg. Based on what he had gathered over the past few days, he was almost certain that the egg would hatch in three days at most.

Once the dragon egg hatches, the countdown to the mission will begin.

"here you go."

While praising the Serpent Demon, Witt opened the treasure chest. He seemed to be having a run of bad luck lately, having only opened four bottles of magic stone powder in two months.

He was just one bottle of magic stone powder away from the Snake Demon's bloodline evolution, but he just couldn't get out.

Witt didn't recall writing such insane code; this was a purely random single-player game, without the pay-to-win mechanics of pay-to-win games.

"By Merlin, I am willing to trade Nicolas Flamel's six hundred years of Doritos life for a bottle of Philosopher's Stone powder. Give it to me."

The blue treasure chest shook violently.

The melodious and ethereal sound of water rang in Witte's ears.