Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

"The Inferi? What is that?" Harry asked nervously.

Although the defense against the dark arts class in the third grade had not yet covered the content of the Inferi, he could roughly guess that it must be some kind of terrifying thing just by hearing the name and the unsightly image he had just seen.

dark magical creatures.

"The 'Inferi' are a kind of walking dead without life, soul and mind. They are controlled by the summons of black magic and act according to the orders of dark wizards." Glenn explained in a deep voice, "If nothing else, Voldemort

We have already mastered a huge army of Inferi, and I am afraid this is not the only one here..."

He waved his hand, and one of the fluorescent balls fell from mid-air and slowly sank into the dark lake water.

Affected by the magic power in the lake, the light ball lost its light not long after sinking.

With the last ray of light before disappearing, everyone vaguely saw a large pale white shadow squirming away in the opposite direction of the light.

"Hiss..." Qiu took a breath.

"It seems that your guess is correct, Glenn." Dumbledore said softly, "These dark magical creatures should be the arrangements made by Voldemort to protect the Horcruxes."

Glenn activated the ability to communicate with all spirits and tried to establish contact with one of the Inferi.

But obviously, the communication is ineffective.

The Inferi are not alive and have no intelligence. They can only act like puppets according to the orders of the dark wizard.

Dumbledore glanced at the faint green light shining in the distance again, and continued: "Children, we should continue setting off."

"Professor..." Harry pointed to where he was looking and asked, "If we want to get there, do we still need to go down to the lake?"

"Go to the lake?" Dumbledore kept walking and said with a smile, "After seeing what I just saw, I don't think this is a good idea."

"But how are we going to get over there?"

"There are many ways, and we will always find them, such as——"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped. Harry couldn't stop himself in time and bumped into his back. His feet slipped and he was about to fall into the lake.

Fortunately, Glenn behind him reached out in time to help him regain his balance.

"I'm so sorry, Harry, I should have said hello," said Dumbledore, "I meant to say that I've probably found a place."

Harry watched him groping with his hands in the air, looking confused again.

"Magic always leaves some traces." Dumbledore gently grasped his left hand, as if grabbing a rope or something, and then turned around with a smile and explained.

After he finished speaking, he tapped the invisible thing in his hand with his wand.

Immediately, a green copper chain as thick as a baby's arm suddenly emerged from the depths of the lake and jumped towards Dumbledore's clenched fist.

Dumbledore tapped the chain with his wand, and the chain began to slip through his fist like a snake, coiling up in a pile on the ground, and hitting the rock wall with a clanging sound, making a loud echo.

There was a faint movement from the dark bottom of the lake, and then the bow of a small boat suddenly appeared out of the lake like a ghost, emitting the same green light as the chain and the center of the lake, and floated towards the lakeshore where everyone was, with almost no trace of trace on the hull.

It shook without causing any ripples.

"Is... is this boat safe?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

Dumbledore nodded: "I think it's safe. Voldemort himself also needs a way to cross the lake smoothly without angering those guys in the lake when he needs to visit or take away the Horcruxes."

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"Then, if we take Voldemort's boat across the lake, those guys in the water won't attack us, right?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but we also need to be mentally prepared. If they find out that we are not Voldemort, they might not be able to help but take action."

Dumbledore observed the boat.

"We've got a problem now - this ship seems to be for one person only..."

"You're right. Such a small ship may not be able to bear the four of us. It would be a bit reluctant to take two of us." Harry agreed.

"Voldemort doesn't consider the weight, he only considers how much magical power crosses his lake. I think this boat may have been cast a spell and can only carry one wizard at a time." Dumbledore said with a smile.

, "In fact, if I just bring you and Qiu, there shouldn't be any problem. After all, you are still very young and your strength is very weak, so it can almost be ignored. But..."

He looked up at Glenn.

Glenn scratched his head, slightly embarrassed.

Along the way, although he remembered almost all the arrangements in the cave, he inadvertently ignored the problem of the boat.

"Fortunately, I also know some other ways." Dumbledore smiled again.

He whispered: "Rooney!"

With a "pop" sound, the familiar bald elf immediately appeared next to him.

"It's an honor to serve you, Professor Dumbledore!" Rooney bowed deeply and said in a high-pitched voice.

He straightened up and bowed to Glenn and others again.

"It seems that I guessed it right." The smile on Dumbledore's face became a little more relaxed. "The pride and prejudice that he has always blinded Riddle's eyes. Although he has placed an anti-Apparition spell, it is obvious that this

Magic has no effect on house elves."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, the elf's Apparition reassured him more than the unknown dark magic boat.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rooney." Dumbledore said softly, "Please take us and Apparate us to the island in the center of the lake."

"No problem, Mr. Principal!" Rooney agreed without hesitation.

The four people reached out and grabbed the elf's clothes or arms. The next second, he appeared on the island in the middle of the lake.

After completing the work, Rooney did not leave as requested by Dumbledore, but stood quietly aside.

At this time, everyone finally saw the source of the green light.

It was something like a pensieve. The whole body was translucent and you couldn't tell what material it was made of.

The basin was filled with an emerald green liquid that glowed with phosphorescence.

"What is this?" Harry asked softly.

"I'm not sure," Dumbledore said, "but it is something more worrying than blood and the Inferi, and it is also the reason why Voldemort dared to put the Horcrux here."

He examined it carefully again, and finally a look of understanding appeared on his face.

With a flick of the wand, a crystal goblet appeared in his hand.

"You cannot put your hands into this liquid, separate it, scoop it dry or pump it out, nor can you use a vanishing spell to make it disappear, use magic to deform it, or change its properties in other ways."

He seemed to be talking to himself or explaining to several people.

"Then there's only one last possibility left - drink it."