Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

The Ministry of Magic left just as quickly as it came.

After they left.

Ringo slowly put away the worry on his face and turned back to look at Dumbledore: "Principal, am I really wrong? But he really calls himself Voldemort..."

"You read that right, kid." Dumbledore sighed, "Although I shouldn't tell you, obviously, you have the right to know if you are involved. For example, the Ministry of Magic, or Fudge, does not want to expand

As she said, Voldemort's return will only cause panic and uneasiness..."

He didn't finish.

There are some things that are not easy to say to a child.

because……

Fudge is not the kind of person who cares about the peace of the wizarding world. He just doesn't want to cause trouble. He just wants to pretend to be an ostrich. He just doesn't want to believe that even if it is really possible that it is Voldemort, he still chooses to live in the world he created.

Amidst the lies, I strive to remain the Minister of Magic as long as possible...

"Okay, Shelby, it's none of your business, you can go." McGonagall broke the silence.

Ringo nodded: "Okay, Professor."

He stood up and left.

However, his eyes lingered on Snape for a moment, especially noticing that Snape's left arm was tightly clamped against his body.

I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart.

But he didn't say anything, and honestly walked out of the principal's office, and then prepared to go to the library to find Hermione, and then Hermione to find Ron...

but--

When coming down from the tower.

He met Hermione, Ron, and the recovered Harry on the way.

"Ringo!" Hermione came over happily, "Harry's awake too!"

"That's great!" Ringo exclaimed and looked at Harry, "How do you feel? Harry, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"It's nothing uncomfortable." Harry's mood was relatively low. He obviously understood what happened. He didn't expect that even though he tried so hard, he couldn't keep the Sorcerer's Stone.

and……

What's worse is that Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone.

He is about to be resurrected!

Thinking of this, Harry's mood became even more gloomy.

Ron noticed his change and could only comfort him: "Harry, don't be too sad. It doesn't matter even if he gets it. Dumbledore will definitely be able to deal with him, and besides, isn't there you? You can defeat him."

The first time, you can defeat him the second time..."

"That's right." Ringo agreed, "Harry, I remember you said that the core of your wand and the core of his wand are Fox's tail feathers. This shows that your destiny is deeply connected.

There is destined to be a battle, and for this, you have to take good care of your body and practice your magic spells hard."

Hermione wasn't too keen on divination.

But that's what Ringo said.

She followed along and said: "Ringo is right, Harry, not only you, we will also help you when the time comes, but also Dumbledore and the professor..."

"Snape..." Harry suddenly thought of the old bat.

His mouth moved for a moment.

Didn't speak.

Obviously, what Quirrell and Voldemort said made him feel even more uncomfortable - he thought Snape was a bad person for a whole semester, but it turned out that Snape was a good person, and the reason why he was targeted at him was because of the grudges between his parents...

"Alas..." He sighed.

Seeing this, Hermione and Ron felt helpless.

But Ringo suddenly said: "Don't think about that, Harry, the basilisk can kill people at a glance. You and I are one because of the glasses and the other because of the camera. We are lucky not to die. In order to celebrate this

Fortunately, um, I decided to hold a picnic party, um, the venue is right where Hermione had her birthday. As for the people... not too many, just the four of us, how about it? I asked Ella to prepare the food.

"

"Picnic? Yes!" Ron was the first to agree!

Just about the food.

He is willing to do both.

Hermione blushed slightly when she heard where her birthday was, and stared at Ringo with her shining eyes: "Well, just do what Ringo said, Harry."

"Okay." Harry also felt relieved.

"Then I'll go get ready. You can also go and clean up. Don't wear school uniforms and put on our casual clothes. You can bring pets, Hermione's fairy Corinne, Harry's owl Hedwig, Ron's mouse Scabbers...

…”

Ringo gave them a talk and then left.

The three little ones went back to the dormitory to change clothes.

However--

Not long after the three little ones left, Ringo came back with the Disillusionment Charm, soared into the sky on his broomstick, first flew to the Owlery, and found Harry's owl Hedwig inside - the heart-shaped Hedwig.

, please ask it to help you send a letter to Daisy.

after.

He returned to his dormitory.

While changing into casual clothes, he took out Riddle's diary and asked a few questions. He breathed a sigh of relief after getting exact answers.

Start going to the cafeteria and ask the house elf Ella to make delicious food.

en route……

He also found Peeves and gave him some water of life and death, namely the Living Hell Decoction, a sleeping pill that pours out immediately after drinking it - an additional product of the Sirkel brothers in addition to the intelligence enhancer.

In fact, after the seven Sekel brothers and sisters started working.

In addition to mainly refining intelligence-enhancing agents.

They have refined various potions that they are good at, including water of life and death.

in this way.

The time slowly came to four o'clock in the afternoon.

Next to the river embankment where Hermione was celebrating her birthday, Ringo laid out a picnic cloth filled with oriental pastries and Muggle drinks.

"It tastes so good!" Ron held a bottle of Coca-Cola and drank it, then burped and said, "What kind of drink is this?"

"Cola."

"Then what is this?"

"Sprite."

"Oh, they are awesome, the Muggle world is awesome!" Ron praised, and ate several more shrimp dumplings by the way.

Harry and Hermione have lived in the Muggle world since childhood.

Don't be surprised by drinks.

But he was very interested in the Chinese pastries that Ringo brought. Even though Harry was in a rather depressed mood, his mood gradually improved after eating pastries that he had never eaten before...even the Dursleys had never eaten.

Get up: "Oh, it's a pity that Hedwig can't be found."

"I can't find it either." Ringo shrugged. "They are usually in the Owlhouse, and sometimes they are entrusted by other little wizards to deliver letters. Maybe we have been petrified these days, and they have nothing to do, so they just pick up some jobs and move around.

body."

"Yes." Hermione nodded, "Fortunately, fairies don't know how to deliver letters, right?"

The fairy named Green Songlin immediately screamed.

Then he lowered his head and drank the pumpkin soup.

But drink and drink...

Suddenly it fell down and became motionless...

"Golin?" Hermione hurriedly picked up the stupid fairy and patted the soil with some distress, "What's going on? It looks like he fell asleep. It's strange, these pumpkin soups don't contain alcohol."

"Let me see."

Ringo reached out and took it.

He pretended to smell the fairy, and then frowned.

"What's wrong?" Hermione was worried.

"Hermione, Ron, have you ever seen Peeves while you are awake these days?" Ringo asked suddenly.

Hermione shook her head: "No!"

But Ron was still eating a lot, stuffing his mouth full, and then shaking his head.

"Then have you heard what it's been doing lately?"

"No."

"What else can you do? It must be to play tricks on people." Ron swallowed the bun, "George and Fred often hang out with it, what's wrong? Ringo, you suddenly asked about Peeves."

"When I was walking through the auditorium to the kitchen, I heard several little wizards fainting. Some people said that Peeves got a batch of water of life and death from somewhere and threw it into the ingredients." Ringo was very happy.

He stared at the food in front of him apologetically, "I can't tell..."

"How is that possible?" Ron was confused, "We are all fine."

Said.

He raised the rat beside him, Banban, who was eating as much as him: "Stop eating, you stupid, fat, stinky mouse... Look, Banban doesn't either..."

Snapped!

Harry fainted and fell to the ground.

"Harry!" Hermione wanted to help Harry, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she heard a "pop" sound coming from behind her.

Look back.

Ringo, who was still talking just now, also fainted.

"Ringo..."

She turned around and hugged Ringo without even hesitating, but as soon as she helped Ringo, she seemed to feel something, her mind became dizzy, and she fell down with Ringo who had just been helped up.

Ron:???

Banban:???

One person and one mouse looked at each other for a moment.

slowly.

Ron also felt that he was getting lost. He looked at Banban: "Oh, it's so delicious, but it's a pity..."

Snapped!

He also fell down, and the mouse Banban also went limp...

A quarter of an hour later.

Ringo opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, looked at Hermione sleeping soundly in his arms, smiled, reached out and pinched the little witch's cheek, and then sat up.

——"fainted"

*4

For the sake of safety, he cast four more coma spells in succession, giving the three little ones and the mouse Banban another layer of insurance.

"Sleep well."

Ringo put Hermione down.

Then he walked over to Ron, lifted him up by his tail, and carried him into the storage ring.

Not long after.

A sleeping, bald, short and fat man with a mouse-like face and a pointed nose appeared in front of Ringo. His right hand was missing a finger, and there was a faded red tattoo on the inside of his left arm -

— none other than Peter Pettigrew.

"Mr. Riddle, get ready to begin."

Ringo opened the diary.

He levitated it above Peter Pettigrew, and used the flying spell to control Peter Pettigrew to write in the diary with a quill dipped in ink.

soon.

The diary glowed with a faint golden light, and a faint medium was passing from Peter Pettigrew into the diary.

Peter Pettigrew gradually turned pale.

But it didn't last long.

After a while, this life force absorption stopped, and the diary showed a sentence: "There is a limit to a single absorption. Today has reached the limit. The next time will have to wait until at least tomorrow, but it is barely enough to appear for a while."

Ringo controlled the quill and wrote: "Please, follow the plan."

"good."

A voice sounded.

The shadow of a handsome black-haired boy about fifteen or sixteen years old slowly emerged. He first smiled at Ringo, then frowned and looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was like a dead pig, and stretched out his hand to pull up his left arm with dead fingers.

Pressing hard on the faded red tattoo.

next moment.

The red tattoo was activated into black, and gradually turned into a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth...