Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

After enjoying dinner, Meka returned to the dormitory from the auditorium, reading quietly, waiting for the arrival of late night.

The retro clock on the wall chimes.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and there was already light snoring in the house.

Ron slept well today. He didn't snore very loudly. He seemed very tired today. Wasn't watching the Quidditch match not enough? Why don't you try it yourself? ... Meka glanced at the two of them and put on a black robe without armbands.

He skillfully took out a bottle of polyjuice potion from his arms and drank it in one gulp.

It still tastes so bad, with the smell of spoiled spinach... Meka wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth and put the cork back into the empty bottle.

He threw it into the cabinet casually. At this time, he could feel the bones on his back rising and the muscles stretching, accompanied by a dull pain.

After a while, a head of black hair turned into long red hair and fell down her shoulders. Meka looked at the color of the hair on her shoulders and smiled.

"Animagus!"

Poof!

A black shadow jumped out of the window sill and flew towards the sparkling water.

The strong wind blew against his face, and the bat Meka transformed into soared in the air while watching the bright moon under the water and the outline of a giant squid that vaguely surfaced.

This squid seems to have grown a bit... He observed and smiled silently.

The next moment, the field of vision flickered, and the bat soared upwards, rushing towards the sky and the golden moon above.

The speed is faster, and the blood of the basilisk seems to be nourishing the 'Animagus' invisibly. Yes, the power of these wings has been increased by at least 30%. You can try what it is like at full speed... Meka enjoys it. Such a powerful feeling.

He thought, found a direction, and spread his wings.

His body just flickered and disappeared into the air in an instant.

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"Old Nass, don't you want to drink?"

"Still drinking... what are you drinking... burping... I'm tired and want to sleep..."

"How can this mean you are tired? You are obviously drunk, hahaha..."

"Nonsense...nonsense, I...I'm not drunk..."

"Yes, yes, you are not drunk, let me help you walk."

The two old wizards supported each other and staggered away.

Meka looked at the two people's backs, smiled silently, opened the door of the Three Broomsticks Tavern, and walked in.

"Welcome..." The owner of the tavern, Ms. Rosmerta, was wearing a purple dress and a white apron today.

She greeted warmly: "What would you like to drink?"

"I rarely drink. Any recommendations?" Meka leaned on the bar and looked around.

There was no one around today, and they all looked drunk. I didn’t know if I could ask anything.

He frowned.

“If you don’t drink much, try red currant rum?” suggested Ms. Rosmerta.

As she spoke, she shook the wine shaker in her hand, which made a rustling sound.

After a while, he placed the wine shaker on the bar, released his hand, unscrewed it, picked up a filter and fastened it to the opening, tilted it slightly, and a stream of light purple wine fell into the cup.

"This is your violet water." She pushed the mixed wine to Mekar's right side, where a hooded witch sat.

After passing the drink, Ms. Rosmerta looked at Meka again, supported the bar and asked, "What do you mean, have you thought about it?"

"Yeah." Meka turned around and replied casually: "Let's have a glass of the red vinegar rum you mentioned, and another glass of honey wine..."

"Okay." Ms. Rosmerta was about to start mixing drinks. Meka thought for a while and asked:

"Can I ask a few questions?"

"Of course..." Ms. Rosmerta nodded and started mixing drinks while saying:

"You can ask, as long as I know."

"Do you know Boguna Rocco?" Meka was very direct and straight to the point.

"Boguna..." Ms. Rosmerta narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded quickly:

"What a coincidence. I just heard the guests talk about this man two days ago, so I know something about him - what do you want to ask about him?"

"Character, methods, magic spells that you are good at...well, it's best to tell me about them. This is the reward."

Meka took out a small bag from her arms and slapped it on the bar.

"Oh?" Ms. Rosmerta looked at him, picked up the bag and shook it, making a clattering sound.

She showed her signature smile and put away the bag without leaving a trace:

"Speaking of Boguna Rocco, we have to mention Durmstrang College..."

They were in the same academy as Grindelwald... Meka raised his eyes and glanced at her, nodded slightly, picked up the glass of red vinegar rum and took a sip, frowning slightly.

The taste is a bit strange, too sour? Sure enough, I'm still fit to drink my mead... he thought.

Ms. Rosmerta continued: "Boguna Rocco studied at Durmstrang Academy. In the fifth grade, he was expelled for allegedly killing a classmate and was sent to the local youth magical labor camp."

Sure enough, I like to do bad things at a young age. This is because the bad guys have grown old, so they want to target me for no reason... Meka changed a cup of mead, took a sip, and asked:

"Why did he kill his classmates?"

"For a memory ball."

"Memory ball? He has a bad memory?"

Ms. Rosmerta shook her head: "Because memory balls are very expensive. They are handed down from the Middle Ages and are very collectible."

Meka snorted: "He likes money very much?"

Ms. Rosmerta nodded and shook her head: "He not only likes money, he also likes everything that is not his own."

"for example?"

"For example, he later worked for the American Magic Bank. Just one week later, he killed the bank's director and stole the decision-making power over the bank's operations."

"Is it for power this time?"

Ms. Rosmerta nodded: "This is what he said when he was sent to the Rotherfield Magic Prison in the United States, but he escaped again later?"

Oh? Is he still an expert in escaping prison? ...Meka rested his chin on his left hand and asked:

"Is the prison supervision not strict?"

"No." Ms. Rosmerta said, "He escaped from prison 27 times in his life, and changed prisons faster than others changed houses. In view of his previous escape experience, the prison supervision level gradually increased, but he escaped in the end."

So amazing...Meka took another sip of mead, and the tip of his tongue was slightly filled with the taste of wine and the sweet fragrance of honey. He asked:

"Can you tell me in detail how he escaped?"

"Welcome to come again next time, Mr. Plova." Ms. Rosmerta took the money from the drinker next to her, put it in the cabinet, and looked at Meka again, saying:

"He was very biased in his studies when he was in school, especially good at Disillusionment and Transfiguration. His Animagus was a mouse. Later, after he was expelled from Durmstrang Academy, he also discovered a talent for dark magic - of course, this was not enough to allow him to escape from prison many times."

It turns out that he has the same interests as Peter Pettigrew, no wonder they can get along well and mix things up Together...Meka touched his chin, "What's the key?"

"The key is that he improved the Disillusionment Charm and can cast spells in an invisible state. He used this method to kill the Auror team responsible for escorting him on the way to court many times and escape. Well... As far as I know, the highest record is killing seven Aurors at a time."

I have experienced this, but I didn't expect it to be so outrageous that he could kill and escape in a one-on-many situation...Meka thought about it and asked the last question:

"What is his other magic level, such as black magic?"

"In this regard..." Ms. Rosmerta frowned and thought, but finally shook her head, "I'm not very clear about this, but judging from his repeated escapes from prison, he should be strong."

"Okay." Meka raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you for your answer, Ms. Rosmerta."

He drank the remaining mead in his hand, slapped seven gold galleons on the table as wine money, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Meka was about to push the door out, Ms. Rosmerta's voice came again.

He turned around and looked at Ms. Rosmerta.

Ms. Rosmerta hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know if it's true or not, but it was said by another guest after drinking..."

"Oh?" Meka asked.

Ms. Rosmerta said, "If you have a grudge against Boguna Rocco, you'd better pay attention to his 'fire spell', which may be a fire spell that explodes and emits corrosive liquid..."

"I understand." Meka nodded and smiled at her, then pushed the door open and walked out.

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