Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

Squeak~The door of the tavern is closed.

Meka Anders turned to face the street, thinking about Ms. Rosmerta’s last words just now, and couldn’t help but smile:

"A fire spell that explodes and releases corrosive liquid... Hmm, it's kind of interesting."

"If Boguna Rocco really knows this kind of strange magic, he will really get tricked if he doesn't pay attention."

He thought as he strode towards the end of the street.

Not long after, a black shadow shot into the night sky and disappeared.

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A Gryffindor dormitory.

The moonlight spread on the ground in front of the window, and a black shadow suddenly rose up, transforming into a black-haired boy with a calm temperament.

Meka changed into a pure black robe and went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth to wash away the smell of mead.

Returning to the bed, he looked at the gray fur ball on the bedside table with a thoughtful expression on his face, and couldn't help but think of Boguna Rocco again.

"When the compound magic 'Fire Bow' is formed, it's time to find Boguna Rocco."

"This Boguna Rocco knows how to lurk. When the time comes to find his traces, we may have to start with Scabbers, that is, Peter Pettigrew."

"Well, there are two ways to find Peter Pettigrew, one is divination, and the other is the Marauder's Map. But divination is too expensive, so you have to save some money. In this case, you have to get the Marauder's Map first. ”

"That's it. I've decided to borrow the Marauder's Map from the Weasley brothers tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

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In the early morning, an old man with silver hair and half-moon glasses hurriedly walked into the emergency room of the school hospital.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey looked dusty, holding a sealed bottle of bright red solution in her hand, and had just sat down.

Click, click, click, she heard footsteps, looked up, and saw the old man walking in.

So he stood up quickly and said, "Professor Dumbledore, you are here."

"Madam Pomfrey, no need for these false courtesy."

Professor Dumbledore waved his hand and asked, "How was it? Did your trip to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries go smoothly this time?"

"Yes." Madam Pomfrey raised her hand, looked at the bright red solution in her hand, and took a deep breath:

"I took this bottle of blood to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries this time, but I didn't get the results in the blood testing room, and there was no relevant information or cases in the hospital.

I was extremely anxious there, but I couldn't delay the matter. I planned to go to the Rix Institute for Magical Injuries and Injuries in Germany to try my luck, but that would take several days.

Fortunately, when I was about to leave, Dean Smethek came back and he recognized the special toxin in the blood. "

"A toxin, not a germ?"

Professor Dumbledore frowned, as if recalling something bad, and then said, "The contagious toxin... could it be the Poison Leopard?"

"Yes."

Madam Pomfrey nodded, thinking deeply about what the director of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, Hippocrat Smethyk, said to her.

As Professor Dumbledore said,

This is the toxin of the poisonous leopard, which was rated as the most dangerous magical animal by the International Magical Federation in 1964.

Once this toxin enters the body, it will quickly trigger a series of serious body reactions in a short period of time, including high fever, vomiting, skin ulcers, organ failure, etc.

In just one day, most living things, including humans, can be completely destroyed and lead to death.

What makes this poison even more troublesome is why the poisonous leopard can be rated as the most dangerous magical animal.

It is this toxin that is horribly contagious.

As long as one person in a village or town is infected with this toxin, then anyone who has been in close contact with him will most likely be infected. Because this toxin can spread through the air.

Moreover, this toxin spreads surprisingly quickly.

Once upon a time in Africa, there was a tribe of hundreds of people. Just one person encountered a poisonous leopard and fled back, causing the entire tribe to become dead in just a few days.

Yes, dead silence, no one left.

Later, a wizard from England happened to pass by and discovered that there were dead bodies everywhere.

"Similarly, as long as there is even one person or any kind of creature in Hogwarts who is contaminated with the poison of this poisonous leopard, then as long as Hogwarts makes even one mistake in handling it, the entire school may be destroyed... …”

Madam Pomfrey felt like a stone was weighing on her heart when she thought of this.

She raised her head and saw Professor Dumbledore frowning, pacing and thinking about something.

The two were silent for a while.

"We have to be careful about this. What did Dean Smethue say?" Professor Dumbledore suddenly turned around and asked,

"Does he have a special antidote formula for this toxin?"

"Yes..." Madam Pomfrey took out a parchment scroll from her arms and said,

"I have copied a copy of this formula and given it to Professor Snape. I have also asked some friends at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to help. They should have started to prepare the refining at this time, but the refining of this potion is The production process is cumbersome and may not be efficient.

If such a situation really happens, special antidote potions will not be enough..."

"Yes." Professor Dumbledore frowned, but soon relaxed and returned to his usual calm:

"Fortunately, Hagrid discovered it early and has dealt with several goats, but we cannot take it lightly in the future. We have to find a way to find the poisonous leopard and the person who brought it to the school..."

Before he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall hurriedly came in from the door.

"Something bad happened!"

Professor McGonagall's face was full of sorrow. He rarely changed his usual soft voice and said quickly:

"Hagrid vomited blood..."

What? !

Madam Pomfrey was startled and looked at Professor Dumbledore, seeing the gloom in his eyes.

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Early in the morning, before Ron woke up, Harry heard hurried footsteps outside.

Soon, Professor McGonagall walked into the dormitory with a terrifyingly serious face.

Harry's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

what happened? Why did Professor McGonagall come to the dormitory so early in the morning? Could it be that the goat incident last time had some bad consequences...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Professor McGonagall taking out a few masks from her arms and handing them over. At the same time, she said in an almost commanding tone:

"You guys all go to the school hospital with me. Quickly wake up Mr. Weasley..."

"Mr. Anders." She turned to look at Meka who was reading inside.

"You want to go too. Put on your mask first and wait here. Don't go out. I'll go to the women's dormitory and bring Miss Granger over."

She came to see some of us early in the morning, or go to the campus hospital. I'm afraid it really has something to do with the goat incident... Harry listened to her words, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

He watched Professor McGonagall walk out of the dormitory and looked back at Meka.

Meka got up from the bed, put the book on the bedside, raised her head and smiled at him, her expression was very natural, no different from every morning in the past.

Harry felt somehow better.

He exhaled and thought to himself: "There must be Professor Dumbledore living in Meka's heart. He can still be so calm at such a time..."

"Wake up Ron." Meka said, "I washed my face and read a book for a while. My eyes are a little dry."

"Yeah." Harry replied, turned around and knocked on Ron's bedside.

A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall came back with Hermione.

Wearing masks together, several people went to the school hospital.

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