Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

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Lestrange is the last name of an ancient family of pure-blood wizards.

This family originated in France, but it also has branches in the UK. The Lestrange family's branch in the UK can be traced back several centuries.

Of course, they were included in the 28 saints of the pure-blood wizards in the British magical world by the "Pureblood List".

Just as this family has flourished around the world, the Lestrange family branch in the British magical world is equally old and rich.

They have a vault full of treasures in the Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Like the Black family, many members of the Lestrange family are keen to use dark magic. They are also pure-blood supremacists and hate Muggles and Muggle origins. And the "traitor" of pure-blood wizards.

For centuries, the Lestrange family has been active in various periods of the British magical world until ten years ago——

"Tsk, Lestrange, one of the twenty-eight tribes, would actually be reduced to this..."

"What's the surprise here. Let me say that the sacred twenty-eight clan has long been outdated. Isn't the Gunter clan also annihilated?"

"Are all the wizards of the Lestrange family gone?" a young voice asked curiously.

"You can say the same-the Lestranges were imprisoned in Azkaban ten years ago, and it's almost the same if they are not dead."

The Lestrange family mansion on the outskirts of London.

Several Aurors watched the long deserted house not far away while chatting in a sighing tone.

In the heyday of the Lestrange family, the place where the "crow" family crest appeared represented noble and upper class, but since the Lestranges were imprisoned in Azkaban ten years ago, the magic world It's been a long time since I heard the last name "Lestrange".

The last time "Lestrange" appeared in front of the public, it was the horrifying fraud that almost subverted the British magical world.

The story finally ended with Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic smashing the Dark Lord's conspiracy and recovering the "scammed" stolen money from the Lestrange family vault.

Although many pure-blood families will inevitably have the sorrow of rabbit death and fox death, no one dared to brave the anger to block the confiscation operation, especially when everyone’s gold returned to their respective hands, no one would mention it." Justice" and the scope of sentencing-The wealth accumulated by the Lestrange family for hundreds of years was returned to the Ministry of Magic overnight, and each magic family also "recovered" some "lost" treasures.

After that, the estate and land of the Lestrange family were gradually divided by various forces.

Now there is only such an old family house left unattended.

This is also the long-standing tacit understanding of the magic society.

No matter how a pure-blood family declines, most wizards will not attack their family mansion.

This is not only tradition, but more importantly, it is derived from countless legends and ancient magic:

But any mansion of a pure-blooded wizard family with a history of over a hundred years will never be a simple house.

All kinds of magic deposited by time linger in every corner of the house. While protecting the last blood of the family, it is also always ready to bloom all the brilliance to bury evil-minded enemies. On the level of madness when facing the end, magic has never The upper limit.

Because of this, whenever the last person of a certain magic family dies, the Ministry of Magic will temporarily mark their location as a dangerous zone.

Unless handled by the Disaster Department of the Ministry of Magic, the level of danger will continue for nearly a hundred years. The Aurors will expel and arrest any reckless guy who attempts to break into or destroy this area, so as not to cause unnecessary sacrifices or even cause certain things. Large-scale natural disasters.

In the magic society, people are more inclined to use another more mysterious and secretive name: "Cursed Mansion".

Of course, today's Lestrange family mansion has not yet turned into a "cursed house".

The reason the Aurors are gathered here is...

"Uh, do you think the mysterious man and his Death Eaters are still here?"

"Unless they get into the toilet and flush away, they won't be able to go anywhere—"

Perkins frowned and stared at the faintly fired living room window of the old mansion not far away.

"The blockade against the phantom migration should be unfolded, and the sky, door keys, and Floo network are all blocked. Now I'm waiting for Professor Dumbledore's news-how long is the total attack time? You can check your pocket watch. If those guys find something is wrong in advance, notify Professor Dumbledore immediately..."

"Oh, don't worry, gentlemen. We have arrived."

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came out from behind everyone.

Several old wizards appeared behind them, but Cornelius Fudge did not appear. He "in control of the whole situation" at the Ministry of Magic.

While talking, Dumbledore took his complicated silver-plated pocket watch from his arms and opened it quickly.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon in London time, and there is still half an hour before the total attack-we will first help strengthen the surrounding protective measures. When we enter, any order to open or lift the magic blockade will be ignored. If anyone intends to attack'Less The trance family residence’s blockade immediately issued an alarm to us and directly knocked it down unconditionally-this is the encirclement and suppression document jointly signed by more than a dozen magic organizations, the International Federation of Wizards, the British Ministry of Magic, and the French Ministry of Magic. As for the Auror reinforcements from other magic kingdoms..."

The old wizard gently drew out his wand and waved it unhurriedly behind the observation point, as if he was playing a magnificent concerto.

Seven giant fireplaces made of granite broke out of the ground, like seven ancient magical relics that existed in ancient times.

"Kenaz—(flame

At the same time, an old gray-robed wizard standing behind Dumbledore said softly, flicking his fingers.

Bright flames gushed from the void, lighting up all the fireplaces in an instant.

"Madam, do you know how to connect to the fireplace, you can start to establish a network..."

The gray-robed wizard turned his eyes to the middle-aged witch who was standing behind the crowd, and then looked at the young descendants around him who were facing the enemy.

"Oh? Haven't you seen Rune Mowen cast spells? Don't you think that after a wizard leaves the wand, he will become a monkey who only screams and runs away—"

"Ge, Grindelwald, our previous agreement was..."

An Auror of the French Ministry of Magic swallowed, his wand seemed to be crushed.

Blott regretted that he had drawn lots for the "War of Annihilation" guards-he thought it was a lottery.

In the initial understanding of many people, following Dumbledore and other top wizards to take part in the action to exterminate the Dark Lord is undoubtedly the safest and most glorious job at the same time.

However, what he never expected was that the so-called "guard" was not assisting in battle at all, but as a "safety lock" to keep an eye on Gellert Grindelwald.

Perhaps the Ministry of Magic Auror of other countries will be better, but one of the entry education of the French Ministry of Magic Auror is the tragedy decades ago:

More than fifty elite Aurors were burned to ashes by Grindelwald at the Lestrange family cemetery.

And what makes Blott feel even more frightened is that although this is not a cemetery, in terms of importance, it seems to be not much worse than the Lestrange family cemetery.

"Agreed? Oh-you said that, if you didn't tell me, I forgot..."

Grindelwald glanced at the young Auror who was too scared to speak smoothly, shrugged noncommittal, and turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, when will my wand be given to me? You are not going to let me fight with my bare hands against the'most dangerous' Dark Lord of this century, right?"

"...I'm very sorry, Gellert, the International Wizarding Federation does not intend to let Grindelwald have the wand again."

Dumbledore said gently, taking out a small box from his arms and handing it to Grindelwald.

"Only for this operation, you can use this magic wand—"

"Well, I'm planning to cast the Killing Curse. Isn't it okay, Albus—"

Grindelwald opened the wooden box in his hand, raised his eyebrows somewhat unexpectedly, and gently stroked the wand in front of him with his slender fingers.

"I personally suggest that maybe you can change to a wand? I heard people say that the older the wand the more stubborn... especially this kind of wand that is almost 100 years old..."

"The International Federation of Wizards will check the record of the use of the spell after the operation is over. Only this one has been put on record."

Dumbledore replied calmly, casting his gaze from the half-moon glasses to the old friend with the rune "D" printed on the base.

"Your magic is too powerful, Grindelwald, if you use other people's wands, even I can't guarantee that all records can be traced back."

"Well, honorable chief wizard of the International Wizarding Federation."

Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore meaningfully, with the corners of his mouth raised, and took out the wand from the box.

"Then let me think..."

The old demon king looked around as the Auror advance guards of all countries facing great enemies, and grinned.

"If only this little bit of superficial magic can stop a top wizard-we need a little bit of help."

"Flame...Guardian——"

Grindelwald raised the wand in his hand and pointed to the sky, and the infinite magic flames gushed out from the tip of his wand, rushing into the sky like a whale's water column.

The flames in the sky rose to a very high point, touched the barrier set by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, and infected silently, spreading in all directions like blood dripping on rice paper.

Blue flames linger over the Lestrange family mansion, and in the sky above, countless dark black magic silks continue to extend and float towards the sky.

The suffocating magic power burst out centered on Grindelwald.

Almost all the wizards drew out their wands at the same time, took a short step back, and struggled to resist the sudden and terrible pressure.

"Grindelwald, you—"

Blott looked at the gray-robed old demon in fright and anger.

It wasn't until this time that he knew how ridiculous the previous "countermeasure" plans were. He even had difficulty even raising his wand and chanting.

"This is not our previous plan, Gellert-the gentlemen of the Ministry of Magic haven't even been there yet..."

Dumbledore looked at the energetic old demon next to him calmly, as if he hadn't noticed the powerful wave of magic power erupting from him.

"The Ministry's plan? Hey... they just want results."

Grindelwald shook his head disdainfully, and glanced at the young guys behind who were not qualified to be side by side with them.

"Notify the Ministry of Magic that the total attack time has been advanced-they can come over to clean up the mess. As for the battle plan? Albus, your students are not worth it..."

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At the same time, the Lestrange family mansion not far away.

A tall and thin man like a skeleton sits in the main seat of the living room.

About half a meter in front of his chair, there was an old foreign man with white temples lying unconsciously.

However, he didn't pay attention to the old guy he had never seen before, but stared at the grandfather clock niche by the side of the living room.

The space originally used to hold the pendulum clock was hollowed out and put in a corpse soaked in yellow-green liquid:

The face of the corpse was paler than the skeleton, and the two big eyes of the deadly eyes were red, as if they had seen something terrible before death. The nose was flat like a snake's nose. There was no bridge of the nose like a normal person, and only two nostrils were left. Slits...

A biting chill came out of the skeletal tall and thin man—it was his own corpse, Tom Riddle, the corpse of the great Voldemort.

And in his mind, the demon whispering like a child still echoed.

"Let's play a game, Tom..."

"The rule is—"

"...Struggle, do your best, struggle to live... Never pray for death—"

On the table on his right, there was a black walnut wand lying quietly.

Outside the window, the blue magic flame obscured the sky.

The two old people are slowly walking towards this side, as if two groups of suns are constantly radiating energy.

And farther away ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seven huge fireplaces lit up bright green magic flames, and one by one wizards gushed out of the flames like a tide.

"Albus Dumbledore—"

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Scottish highlands.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Petunia Dursley looked up at the quaint, towering castle directly in front of her, silent.

And not far from her, a middle-aged man with pale yellow hair was curiously flipping through the booklet in his hand.

"My God, Dad?! How could you—"

At this moment, a surprise sound suddenly came from the front gate of the castle. .

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked forward, only to see a little witch with tousled brown hair rushing over with a robe and skirt.

Behind the little witch, an adult wizard with a hooked nose, black hair and sallow skin frowned and walked quickly to Petunia Dursley.

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley, I'm from Hogwarts..."

"Severus?"

Petunia Dursley came back to her senses, looked at the sallow-faced wizard, and forced a smile.

"have not seen you for a long time--"

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