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Hu Xiuwu pondered the influence of life cultivation on character, and Dumbledore also fell into deep thought and "remembrance" of his friend.
The secret room suddenly became quiet.
Hu Xiuwu could still tolerate the damp secret room and the silent atmosphere, but the Slytherin statue next to him seemed to be unable to bear it. Dew condensed on the tip of its big nose, as if a big snot had flowed out and hit the floor tiles.
It also pulled Dumbledore back from his memories. He looked at Hu Xiuwu apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm old and I love reminiscing. I delayed your trip."
"Although Nico no longer uses the Philosopher's Stone to extend his life, the energy left in his body can still allow him to live for a few more years. I can notify him and ask him to help you use the basilisk bone to upgrade the magic weapon in your hand."
The Three Corpse Needle was originally a magical weapon belonging to Quanxing Gao Laosan. It was a magical weapon that connected his life and death. He poured all his mind into the Three Corpse Needle, bringing out its power to the extreme.
Moreover, Yuan Tao, the maker of the Three Corpse Needles, could not be considered a top weapon refining master, and he focused more of his energy on his Nine Dragon Son. He did not pay much attention to the Three Corpse Needles. He just made an embryo of a magical weapon for Gao Lao San.
The Three Corpse Needle can achieve its current status largely due to Mr. Gao’s years of hard work. It is through his daily control of the instrument and his use of Qi to warm and nourish it that the Three Corpse Needle has been achieved today.
But for Hu Xiuwu, the Three Corpse Needles were just an auxiliary weapon, relying more on the manipulation of the weapon spirit Yu Jingzi himself. He did not bring the power of the Three Corpse Needles to its fullest, so the power of the Three Corpse Needles could no longer keep up with his strength.
If Nicolas Flamel, the top alchemist in the West, could upgrade the Three Corpse Needles, it would naturally take it to a higher level.
Considering Dumbledore's identity, Hu Xiuwu believed that someone of his level would not be without his own magical weapon, so he was inclined to agree to Dumbledore's proposal.
However, considering it was the basilisk bone and the alchemy master had to come to help, Hu Xiuwu felt that the prize was too generous compared to his contribution.
His contributions should not be enough to deserve so many rewards.
Therefore, Hu Xiuwu felt unworthy and planned to politely decline Dumbledore's kindness.
If something is his, he will take it without hesitation, but if something is not his, he will not accept it without hesitation.
Dumbledore saw the refusal on Hu Xiuwu's face, and before he could say anything, he stopped Hu Xiuwu and said with a smile:
"This is what you deserve. If you think it's too generous, I also want to ask you for help with something."
Hu Xiuwu looked up, gazed, and listened quietly.
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"That's troublesome, Principal Dumbledore." Hu Xiuwu took out the Three Corpse Needles from Luo Fengtian and handed it to Dumbledore.
"By the way, Professor, I have some ideas. I wonder if I can ask Master Nicolas Flamel to help me modify the appearance of the Three Corpse Needles."
He had an idea, he just needed Nicolas Flamel's help.
Dumbledore took the Three Corpse Needles and was not too surprised by their sudden appearance. There were still many items in the West that had been cast with the Traceless Extension Spell.
After listening to Hu Xiuwu's request, he answered Hu Xiuwu's question kindly: "No problem, this is not difficult at all for Nico."
"Then I'll leave it to Master Nicolas Flamel." After saying that, Hu Xiuwu suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, Professor, I wonder how the incident with Barty Crouch Jr. was handled yesterday."
Chapter 266 Eve
"Barty Crouch Jr.,"
When mentioning him, Dumbledore's tone was sighing and solemn, and his body straightened slightly. He was not as relaxed as before, and seemed to be still a little angry, but this anger was neither towards Hu Xiuwu nor towards little Barty.
Dumbledore took a breath and said calmly, "Last night, Professor Moody discovered that a dark wizard had sneaked into Durmstrang's magic ship."
Hu Xiuwu grinned and laughed silently. This was Hogwarts' official explanation of what happened last night.
However, the fact that Dumbledore's facial expression was out of control for a moment clearly showed that he was very angry about someone or something.
Dumbledore pretended not to see Hu Xiuwu's expression. After controlling his emotions, he said slowly, "Professor Moody, for fear of danger, followed closely behind him and captured him. He found that the man was actually Barty Crouch Jr."
"It's just that, when I led the professors to suppress Fiendfyre last night, I told the Minister of Magic, Fudge, about it."
After saying this, Dumbledore paused, but then he thought, this kind of thing cannot be kept secret from anyone, and once they leave the Chamber of Secrets, Hu Xiuwu will be able to find out easily.
Besides, Dumbledore was also angry. If he didn't want to save face and expose the dirty side of the British magical world in front of outsiders, he would have told Hu Xiuwu everything long ago. Why would he hesitate?
"It's just that Barty Crouch Jr.'s body is missing, and Minister Fudge doesn't believe that the dark wizard who sneaked into Hogwarts was Barty Crouch Jr.."
In fact, this was an understatement. Fudge not only did not believe that the man was Barty Crouch Jr., he even thought that this was a self-directed act by Moody just to bring up old scores with him.
Last time, the matter of Sirius was not over yet, Dumbledore and Fudge had already had a disagreement, and this time a little Barty Crouch showed up.
Fudge: Is this about escaping prison? This is a slap in my face, this is about seizing power!
He was even unwilling to listen to Dumbledore's advice to go to Azkaban to verify and go to the grave of Barty Crouch Jr. to find out the truth. He asserted that this person could not possibly be Barty Crouch Jr.
Just like an ostrich, burying its head in the sand, if he doesn't see it, then all is well.
Hu Xiuwu understood, but didn't see the whole point. Dumbledore could blame the British Ministry of Magic, but he, who was outside Europe, could not. Family members could complain a few times, but outsiders could not be foolish enough to follow suit.
People are just disappointed in their family, but they don't really dislike their family. If outsiders agree with them, it will cause resentment.
Hu Xiuwu avoided the question and asked directly: "Who was the person the night before?"
He wanted to hear Dumbledore's final opinion.
Dumbledore said decisively: "Barty Crouch Jr., of course."
It was not just because of Moody's oath that the person he saw must be Barty Crouch Jr., and not someone else who had drunk the Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be Barty Crouch Jr.
Moreover, after hearing what happened last night, Barty Crouch secretly found Dumbledore and told him the truth of that year.
Barty Crouch Jr.'s mother drank Polyjuice Potion, disguised herself as Barty Crouch Jr., replaced him, and died in Azkaban.
The love a mother has for her child is so great that it is beyond words.
Afterwards, although Barty Crouch was in pain and helpless, he could not let his wife's efforts go to waste, so he could only lock Barty Crouch Jr. at home and let the house-elves take care of him.
Just a few months ago, Barty Crouch Jr. was rescued by someone unknown.
Dumbledore did not tell Barty Crouch about this, as it would have damaged Barty Crouch's reputation.
The shadow of Voldemort is getting closer and closer, and he may come back at any time, but the Minister of Magic is cowardly and inactive, appeasing and retreating.
This also made Dumbledore think,
Sometimes, it's time to make a new choice.
Is it possible that a tough Minister of Magic can better lead the wizards and deal with Voldemort?
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After Hu Xiuwu selected half of the basilisk skeleton, Dumbledore put the bones and the Three Corpse Needles into a bag cast with a Traceless Extension Charm. He also attached a letter with Hu Xiuwu's hand-drawn design drawings in the package and sent it to the city of romance by owl along with the small cloth bag.
Then, Dumbledore returned to the headmaster's office. He also wanted to communicate with Nicolas Flamel.
After working with Dumbledore for a whole morning, Hu Xiuwu had no mood to attend class anymore, so he returned to his room, only to see Zhang Lingyu practicing the Golden Light Spell.
However, he was not cultivating to strengthen the golden light, but exploring the uses of the golden light.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Zhiwei would have reprimanded him for not doing his job properly, but the situation was different. After Hu Xiuwu's advice, Zhang Lingyu figured out the correct way to use the golden egg, heard the song of the mermaid hidden in the golden egg in the water, and guessed the content of the second competition.
Go deep into the Black Lake to find your treasure, and the time limit is one hour.
But Zhang Lingyu could only hold his breath for 20 minutes at most, or an hour. He also had to search for an unknown object in the Black Lake, and intense exercise would consume more oxygen.
It was obviously not something he could do, so he could only use magic to assist, and other warriors who were not as strong as him had to do the same.
During the field investigation in Black Lake, Zhang Lingyu also discovered other warriors who were practicing swimming, familiarizing themselves with the conditions at the bottom of Black Lake, and understanding the distribution of flora and fauna at the bottom of the lake.
He and Harry found out the secret of the golden egg too late. There were only three days left before the second game, and there was no time to waste on familiarizing themselves with the arena. Harry was still trying to figure out how to survive under the Black Lake for an hour.
Fortunately, Zhang Lingyu's cultivation was much higher than that of other warriors, and he mastered the spells faster.
He condensed the golden light into a thin layer and covered only his head. Although the golden light was thin, it was airtight and water could not penetrate it. Only in this way could it gather air for him and provide oxygen.
With the golden light shield gathering this small space of air for him, combined with his own physique, it was more than enough for him to stay underwater for an hour.
Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly: "Yes, as long as your cultivation level is improved, you will be able to use these simple tricks easily. Lingyu, you must remember that all kinds of magic are about self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Don't lose the big picture for the sake of small things."
After saying this, Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and looked at Hu Xiuwu:
"Although I have never practiced the Huangting Sutra, I have studied with several fellow disciples who practiced the Huangting Sutra. Although they did not have as many Huangting bodies and spirits as you, they were able to display some of the secrets of the Huangting Sutra."
"The mysteries of the human body are vast and profound, so the predecessors of Shangqing created body gods to assist themselves. But you must remember that you are the master of your own body. Whether you are a tyrant or a wise king, you must not lose your throne and become a captive of your body."
Zhang Zhiwei gave Hu Xiuwu instructions and taught him earnestly. Hu Xiuwu naturally understood and sincerely convinced him. He bowed and said, "Yes."
Zhang Lingyu's competition is imminent, and Hu Xiuwu does not want to disturb Zhang Lingyu's practice, so he goes to the quiet Forbidden Forest to practice swordsmanship. If Nicolas Flamel can modify the Three Corpse Needles according to his ideas, Hu Xiuwu must also have the corresponding skills to control the new weapon.
In the forbidden forest, there are sword sounds like dragons, and long winds attack the moon.
After two days of such peaceful life, when the moon rose, Hu Xiuwu came out of the forbidden forest, steaming hot, and prepared to return to the castle to take a bath and relax.
Twisting his neck, recalling what he had learned in swordsmanship, a red light quietly attacked Hu Xiuwu from the left side behind him.
Hu Xiuwu didn't even turn his head, he waved his hand and hit the red light, golden light emerged in his hand, dispersing the red light.
Even Moody failed to successfully launch a sneak attack on Hu Xiuwu, so there was no way he could deal with him with such a weak spell.
After breaking the red light into a ball of fireworks, Hu Xiuwu's figure slowly dissipated like the morning mist, and like a cold moonlight, rushed towards the people who attacked him.
Before the man could react, the murderous sword tip was already against his heart.
The strange attacker had cold sweat on his face, but he didn't dare to wipe it off, fearing that Hu Xiuwu would react. He could only raise his hands and drop his wand:
"Don't, don't be nervous, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."
Chapter 267 The second game is about to begin
"Who are you anyway?"
Hu Xiuwu did not let down his guard because of his words. Instead, he pushed the tip of the sword forward an inch, close to the man's chest.
Feeling the coldness of Zhe Gui and the sharp edge of the sword that made his heart stop, this man who had merged with the darkness and whose face could not be seen said hurriedly:
"My name is Kingsley Shacklebolt, an Auror at the British Ministry of Magic."
Hu Xiuwu said sternly: "Since you are an Auror, why did you attack me?"
"I'm not going to attack you, I'm going to send you into the Black Lake."
Kingsley Shacklebolt looked at Hu Xiuwu's young face and thick hair, and involuntarily placed his hand on his bald, dark bald head, with bitterness hidden under his dark chocolate-like face.
Things shouldn't have turned out this way.
All the warriors have guessed that the second competition of the Goblet of Fire will be held in the Black Lake, but what they don't know is that the "your most precious treasure" mentioned in the nursery rhyme in the golden egg actually refers to a person.
Whether it is your best friend or lover, they will be sent to the Black Lake and wait for the rescue of the warriors. In order to keep it secret, the Ministry of Magic dispatched Aurors to safely and secretly send the "treasures" of each warrior to the Black Lake the night before the game.