One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 245 The Real Savior

"You made a lot of noise tonight."

As soon as Zuo Si returned to the castle, he was immediately blocked by Snape near the door.

Especially those scrutinizing eyes and gloomy face always give people a very awkward and uncomfortable feeling.

Fortunately, Zuo Si has long been used to the attitude of the other party, and shrugged her shoulders deliberately pretending to be innocent: "Please, professor, this is not my fault. If you have any opinions on this, please go to Professor Quirrell and the man behind him."

"Did you meet that person?" Snape tentatively narrowed his eyes.

"That's right. We had a very pleasant series of cordial and friendly magical exchanges, but he himself didn't seem very happy."

When Zuo Si said this, there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Needless to ask, I know that in the short magic duel just now, Voldemort definitely suffered a big loss, and was even forced to show some cards.

The effect and power of several spells are no worse than the arcane magic of the seventh ring or even the eighth ring.

"Don't you feel nervous? You know that man is the Dark Lord who kills without batting an eye. The name of the wizard who died on his hand is enough to fill several pages of parchment." Snape continued to ask with great interest.

Zuo Si casually replied: "Nervous? Why should I be nervous? Maybe he was indeed a fearsome black magic master in his heyday, but now he is just a remnant soul living on someone else. With Professor Quirrell's level of magic power , is not enough to support him to exert his full strength. I bet that many professors at Hogwarts can easily defeat him."

"So you're not afraid of him, and even despise him from the bottom of your heart?" Snape rubbed his chin with a thoughtful expression.

Zuo Si nodded lightly: "Yes. In my opinion, Voldemort has never been truly powerful and invincible, but most people in the British wizarding community were shocked by his brutal killing methods.

If it were me who lived more than ten years ago, I would definitely come up with various methods to kill it.

For example, tons of high explosives were obtained from the Muggle world, and the large-caliber Gatling revolving tube Vulcan cannon that can shoot thousands of bullets a minute;

Another example is rocket launchers, missiles, white phosphorus incendiary bombs, napalm bombs, thermobaric bombs, gas bombs...

Many of these weapons are so powerful that they don't need to be aimed, let alone spend time and energy to find the secret keeper, or to confirm where the opponent's stronghold is.

Just aim at a certain position and throw it from the sky.

In short, the Muggle world has many weapons that are far more powerful than most spells and are capable of killing Voldemort and his minions.

The only thing that needs to be done is to set a trap and kill him and the Death Eaters once and for all.

Even if you don't succeed once, you can do it a second time or a third time.

I can't believe how many people dare to join the Death Eaters and continue to serve them after several counterattacks like this.

Even if Voldemort himself escaped by chance, the power of his subordinates would be greatly reduced, and he would no longer dare to use apparition unscrupulously to kill those wizards who dared to pronounce his name.

In fact, Voldemort used the power of fear and the cowardice of human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

He put a curse on his name, let the Death Eaters or personally attack and kill anyone who dared to pronounce this name, in order to make everyone lose the will to resist in extreme fear.

It's as if a murderer suddenly appears with a knife in his hand that's smeared with the blood of his victim.

There were obviously many people around, and as long as a few stood up, they could be subdued, but they all ran away because they were too scared.

Then the murderers chased and killed them one by one.

So as long as the horror atmosphere created by Voldemort is ignored, he himself is just a slightly stronger and more evil dark wizard, not fundamentally different from other wizards, and not too difficult to kill. "

"Is this what you learned in the Muggle world?"

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched inadvertently.

In order to better understand the troublesome student in front of him, he specially bought a few books and magazines during the Christmas holiday, and got a general understanding of the development and changes in the Muggle world in the past ten years.

It is naturally impossible to know nothing about the weapons used in modern warfare.

It's just that they never expected Zuo Si to be so cruel.

If the last wizarding war had been led by this young man in front of him, then Voldemort and his Death Eaters would have died long ago.

Maybe more than 70% of the pure-blood families in the entire British magic world will be directly swept into the garbage dump of history.

"That's right. You should know that wars in the Muggle world are more bloody and cruel than wars in the wizarding world.

Therefore, the power of weapons has become more and more terrifying with the development of the two world wars.

Especially in terms of lethality, it has already far surpassed most of the spells.

Therefore, if you really want to destroy a person, it is simpler and more rude to use guns, explosives and bombs than to use magic spells. "

Zuo Si explained indifferently.

It's a pity that these modern explosives and weapons are not very effective in Faerun, which is full of magical energy.

During the Christmas holidays, he took a few hot weapons such as grenades and shotguns to test their power, and found that any chemical reaction without the participation of magical energy would inevitably be weakened to varying degrees.

Unless the one-time charge is particularly large, like those big iron tanks filled with liquid hydrogen and oxygen, the effect is far inferior to directly using the "Holy Ball of Physics".

In order to find out the reason, Zuo Si specially spent a lot of money to get a musket made by the local dwarves of Faerun, only to find out that this thing is actually a magical alchemy item.

yes!

The muskets of Faerun and the muskets considered by modern people on the earth are two completely different things, and even the formula of gunpowder is very different.

In addition, due to the role of a large number of magic equipment and protective spells, the effect of non-magic weapons in actual combat is not good.

Especially dragon scales, which are extremely hard and protected by magical force fields, as long as they are non-magical weapons, even if they shoot continuously at a single point with a large-caliber machine gun, they will not leave even the slightest scratch on them.

So although the dwarves invented the musket a long time ago, it is not very popular in Faerun, and there are very few adventurers who are willing to use it as the main weapon.

On the one hand, not all cities can buy projectiles and gunpowder, so it is very troublesome to replenish, far less convenient than bows and crossbows;

On the other hand, the difficulty of enchanting a small bullet is many times higher than that of enchanting a slender arrow.

If you don't use mithril, fine gold and other things to make projectiles, it is basically impossible to penetrate the protective force field that can resist non-magic damage.

But if Mithril and fine gold are used to make projectiles, the cost will be too high.

If you add the cost of asking an arcane or divine spellcaster to enchant it, it would be more cost-effective to use enchanted arrows.

Among them, a small number of magic crossbows above +3 are used in combination with special arrows, and their terrifying penetrating power can even continuously penetrate the trunks of several towering trees.

Under the action of magic power, the kinetic energy generated by the bow and crossbow pulling force has been compensated to the maximum extent compared with the serious shortage of propulsion force generated by the burning and expansion of gunpowder.

That's why there is a strange phenomenon in Faerun Continent that muskets have been unable to replace bows and crossbows as mainstream weapons.

Snape obviously didn't know what Zuo Si did during the short two weeks of Christmas vacation, subconsciously frowned and reminded: "I admit that what I just said has some truth. But please remember Wait, you are just a first-year student at Hogwarts now. Although you have achieved success that countless adult wizards cannot match in their lifetime, it is better not to say something lightly."

"Please rest assured, Professor. I understand what to say to whom. But for you, I am willing to give 100% trust." Zuo Si responded meaningfully.

Undoubtedly, this sentence made Snape's eyes flash with emotion, but it quickly turned into a look of disgust.

"Okay, don't talk about these nonsense nonsense here, and go back to the dormitory to rest. I don't want to see you yawning from sleepiness when you have Potions class tomorrow."

"Good night, Professor."

Zuo Si bowed slightly with one hand on her chest, then turned and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

After he was completely gone, Snape quickly walked into the principal's office and reported to Dumbledore who had been waiting for a long time: "As you expected, a fight broke out between South and that man."

"How is the result?"

Dumbledore asked without looking up while wiping his glasses.

"It seems that South should have taken a lot of advantage. But in order not to arouse his vigilance, I didn't ask for details." Snape stated his inference with a serious face.

Because if Voldemort had the upper hand, Quirinus Quirrell would be the first to return.

"Is he not hurt?" Dumbledore asked in a slightly concerned tone.

Snape thought for a moment, then shook his head immediately: "Probably not. As you know, he is very proficient in healing and recovery spells, and he is also proficient in the preparation of many advanced potions. Even if he is injured, he can recover in a short time." As before. Compared to this, I am more worried about Quirrell's current state."

"Don't worry, he will come back alive. Because Tom knows many ways to avoid death." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"So Potter still has to go through the trials you prepared for him?"

When saying these words, Snape subconsciously frowned.

"That's Harry's destiny. You know, he has no choice and no way to escape. All we can do is help him grow so that he can go further on this path."

Dumbledore sighed slightly, with a hint of pity for the "savior" in his tone.

Such a fate is simply too cruel for a child who lost his parents at an early age.

"I don't understand, why don't you ask South to help deal with that person? Judging from his performance tonight, even if that person is successfully resurrected and returned in a few years, it will be difficult to get anything cheap from him." Snape couldn't help but questioned again.

Dumbledore stared into the other person's eyes, and it took a full minute before he replied in a deep voice: "Because Sous is uncontrollable. He is too smart and mature, and it is difficult to guarantee whether he will change his attitude after a few years." And stand. Please don’t question my judgment in this regard. I was young too and understand how easy it is for young people to go astray under the impulse of emotion.”

"So, you helped South publish that book, and introduced him to members of the Wizengamot, the International Federation of Wizards, and Sir Merlin, in order to guide him on another path?"

At this moment, Snape finally realized the intention of the old man who was hailed as the greatest wizard of our time, what he had done before.

"That's right. Soth's ingenuity should not be wasted on this kind of intrigue, but should be used to benefit the entire magic world. If he can be obsessed with research and creation, then I think the magic world will soon We are ushering in a period of rapid development. So we can't take risks, let alone bet on whether his involvement in this kind of thing will have a negative impact on his character."

Dumbledore gave his reasons earnestly.

"Well, I hope you're right."

As usual, Snape finally chose to compromise.

Although he was trying all the time to save Harry Potter from his original tragic fate, he also knew that this was not an easy task.

Because the lightning-shaped Horcrux on the forehead determines that the latter will be closely entangled with Voldemort, and no one can easily separate it.

In this way, the first official meeting between Zuo Si and Voldemort did not cause too many waves, and even most people did not know that such a thing happened.

Early the next morning, Quirinus Quirrell appeared in the lobby on the first floor for breakfast with his iconic big scarf, as if nothing had happened last night.

But Zuo Si, Dumbledore and Snape were keenly aware that his body and even his soul had been cursed.

That's a symptom that only occurs when you drink unicorn blood.

Although it is not very obvious for the time being, for the three people who have profound attainments in the field of black magic, they can be identified with a little careful observation.

Snape exchanged a quick look with Dumbledore.

As for Zuo Si, he didn't show any abnormality at all, as if he didn't see it, he continued to discuss the summer vacation with the Weasley twins and Hermione.

"Hey! South! You must come to our house to play this holiday. Mom has always wanted to see you." George sent out the invitation with a playful smile.

"The main reason is that she doesn't believe that we can earn so much Galleons by being your assistant, and also threatens to freeze the money if we can't come up with a convincing argument. So you this time You have to help us no matter what." Fred also echoed.

Obviously, the huge sum of money these two secretly saved had been discovered by Mo Li.

For any responsible parent who suddenly finds that their child has a huge sum of money in their hands, they will want to find out its origin.

As a last resort, they can only turn to Zuo Si for help.

Otherwise, all those "blood-earned money" will be confiscated.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the two brothers, Zuo Si reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I will spare some time before school starts to visit."

"Long live! I knew you would never die."

"We guarantee that we will bring out the best things to entertain you."

Seeing that their private money was finally saved, George and Fred immediately danced happily.

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and complained, "The final exam will be in a while, and you guys still have the heart to think about it?"

"Relax, Granger. The final exam is not as scary as you think. And with your intelligence, it would be weird if you didn't get a good grade, so there is no need to be so nervous. I guarantee that among the first-year students, except No one other than South will have better test scores than you." Fred spread his hands nonchalantly.

"That's right. It's not a genius like you who should really worry about the exam, but our stupid younger brother." Speaking of this, George directly cast his eyes on Ron who was studying his homework with a sad face. "Little brother, if mom knows that you failed the final exam, then don't expect an easy summer vacation. She still expects you to be a good example for Ginny who will enter next year."

"Damn! Can't you see I'm studying like hell?" Ron complained impatiently.

"Then you should work hard. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask us at any time. Anyway, we are also your big brother."

"But every time you answer a question, you have to eat a fat tongue taffy in public. How about it, isn't it fair? Hahahaha!"

Laughing loudly, the twin brothers quickly disappeared down the corridors and stairs of the castle, side by side.

They never seem to be nervous, let alone give up on having fun because of exams.

As soon as George and Fred left, Ron couldn't help gnashing his teeth and cursing in a low voice: "These two bastards! They must want me to advertise those goddamn prank candies."

"Okay, don't be angry. I don't think George and Fred meant anything malicious, they just wanted to make a joke." Harry patted his friend's shoulder lightly and comforted him.

"But they made me lose the last ounce of study." Ron scratched his hair angrily.

"Why don't we go to the hunting lodge and see Hagrid relax?" Harry suggested in a low voice.

"Let's go. Anyway, I don't want to stay here for a second."

Ron accepted decisively and stood up immediately, throwing the books and notes aside.

It can be seen that a group of outstanding big brothers and the same outstanding peers around them have given him considerable mental pressure.

Especially when his good friend Harry started to learn how to make spell scrolls, the boy had a strong sense of crisis, fearing that he would be abandoned because he was too mediocre and useless.

After a while, the two left the castle for the hunting lodge on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Seeing their backs fading away, Hermione, who was reading a book, suddenly raised her head and said, "This morning, I saw Hagrid mysteriously looking for books about identifying dragons and domesticating them in the library."

"Hagrid was originally very interested in those big and fierce creatures, and thought they were very cute. So I wouldn't be surprised if he secretly raised a dragon." Zuo Si responded casually.

Counting the time, Hagrid should have gotten the Norwegian Ridgeback egg from Quirrell.

Right now, 80% are eager to hatch it.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand why this half-titan thought he could raise a dangerous and uncontrolled fire dragon in a very sensitive place like Hogwarts without being discovered.

Neither the parents of those students nor Dumbledore himself would allow it.

"Raising dragons? Isn't that illegal?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

Zuo Si responded with a smile: "How many wizards do you think really take all the legal provisions issued by the Ministry of Magic seriously? And the Ministry of Magic doesn't have enough people to monitor whether everyone has violated the law. Normally, It's no big deal as long as it doesn't get discovered. Of course, raising a dragon at Hogwarts is indeed a little bit outrageous. At least I don't think that when a dragon grows big enough, Hagrid can keep it. Hide."

"No! I have to go and check for myself."

Hermione's meddling habit was obviously committed again, and she immediately closed the book and hurriedly ran outside the castle.

About an hour later, when she came back from the hunting lodge, her face was full of shock, and she quickly said in a hasty and unbelievable tone: "You guessed it right. Hagrid, he... he really secretly raised A dragon!"

"Relax, don't be so flustered. Even if you are caught secretly raising dragons, you will usually only be fined and imprisoned in Azkaban for a few months as punishment. It is not a particularly serious crime." Zuo Si thoughtfully replied The girl poured a cup of hot water and handed it over.

Anyway, he felt that Hagrid was not wronged at all by being sent to Azkaban twice.

Whether it is keeping an extremely dangerous pet like an eight-eyed spider in school days, or letting a group of immature junior students come into contact with a certain aggressive hippogriff, there are very big risks involved.

If one is not done well, it will 100% kill people.

The most important thing is that this guy is a habitual offender who has been taught repeatedly. Later, he also bred a dangerous magical creature called "Blast-tailed Snail", which seriously violated the "Prohibition of Animal Breeding Experiments" decree, but he was not punished in any way.

So Zuo Si has always been quite disapproving of those messy rules and laws in the magic world.

Because the legislation is not implemented, the consequences will be worse than no legislation.

This directly caused many wizards to have very weak legal concepts and awareness, and to follow the code of conduct that is not illegal as long as they are not caught.

"We have to find a way to help him."

As soon as she heard that she was going to be put in prison, the girl shivered in fright.

"How to help? It's a dragon, and Hagrid took the initiative to raise it, not forced by others. As an adult, I think he should be very clear about what he is doing and be ready to take responsibility for all these actions."

While speaking, Zuo Si completed the preparation of a potion, and recorded the process of making it, the dosage of raw materials used, and the processing technology.

No need to ask, he is trying to standardize all kinds of potions in this world.

Just like the magic potions of Faerun, except that the maker's casting level may affect the quality of the potions, the rest are basically the same.

After all, quantification and standardization are the prerequisites for large-scale popularization.

Hermione obviously noticed the scales on the table with scales and specially used for weighing, and immediately asked in a very curious tone: "What are you doing?"

Zuo replied without looking up: "It's nothing. I'm just trying to quantify the potions recorded in the textbook in a more detailed way, so as to reduce the difficulty and failure probability of its preparation as much as possible."

"Quantification?"

The Muggle-born girl's eyes lit up slightly when she heard the word.

"That's right, quantify."

Zuo Si nodded slightly and explained: "I believe you should have already discovered that the descriptions in many places in the potion textbooks are very vague, and they are completely left to the wizards' free play. Simply put, it is based on feeling.

Some wizards are naturally sensitive to magic power, just like our Potions professor Snape, so the success rate and quality of his concocting complex potions are often higher.

But if it was someone like Neville who was not very sensitive to magic power, the failure rate and danger would increase linearly.

So I was thinking, is it possible to refer to the chemical industry in the Muggle world, and set a standard for all potions from materials to processes.

For example, the use of materials must be accurate to the gram, the time must be accurate to the second, and the temperature must be accurate to below one degree Celsius.

In this way, even if 100% successful deployment cannot be guaranteed, at least it can reduce the chance of explosions or other dangerous accidents.

How are you, are you interested in joining? "

Undoubtedly, Hermione had no resistance at all to such an invitation, and hurriedly nodded excitedly: "Of course, I am very happy. In fact, I am also very interested in chemistry. These weighing scales, scales with scales The test tubes and beakers should all be specially bought by you from some specialized stores, right?"

"Yes. These things are special tools for chemistry laboratories. Come on, let me teach you how to use them."

With that said, Zuo Si began to teach the girls how to use these highly sophisticated instruments.

Although things like brass scales are used in Potions classes at Hogwarts to weigh ingredients.

But in terms of precision, the things made by wizards often have huge errors, and they are simply not comparable to those precision instruments made by high-tech means.

In fact, even the relevant alchemy equipment in the Mage Tower of Faerun has been completely replaced.

Zuo Si even paid a high price to find a special factory to order some precision parts, and planned to take them back and assemble and enchant them to make "Qualixu" magic machines.

After all, technology has the advantage of technology, and magic has the advantage of magic.

Combining the two together by learning from each other's strengths is what a Planeswalker should do.

By diverting attention, Zuo Si managed to make Hermione forget that Hagrid was secretly raising the dragon.

She didn't realize what she had overlooked until Harry and Ron were arrested because they sneaked out of the castle to help Hagrid send the grown dragon away in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"You two idiots! Why didn't you discuss it with me when you did this kind of thing? If I were here, at least I could give you the illusion spell." The girl asked angrily.

"Sorry, I didn't expect such an accident." Harry was visibly dejected.

Because of this outrageous behavior, Gryffindor College directly deducted a large number of points, so that he directly changed from the originally popular "savior" to the object of disgust.

Many students even discussed in private that he and Ron were to blame for Gryffindor College not winning the House Cup this year.

This feeling of dragging others and even the whole college down after making a mistake made Harry feel for the first time what it means to be too late for regret.

So when he heard someone blaming him, he was so guilty that he couldn't think of rebutting at all.

In contrast, Ron's reaction was much more intense, he raised his head and stared his eyes and growled: "Yes! We are stupid! Smart people like you should go to South, you are the only kind of people. "

Hearing these extremely aggressive words, Hermione froze in place, as if she couldn't believe that she was kind enough to help, but instead of being ungrateful, the other party was angry with herself.

In the end, feeling very wronged, the circles of her eyes immediately turned red, and she turned around and ran out immediately.

Seeing this scene, Harry immediately held his forehead and said to Ron beside him, "You were a little too much just now. Hermione was so angry because she cared about us."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I always feel very angry recently. Especially Granger's domineering look makes people feel very uncomfortable."

Ron also realized his slip of the tongue just now, with a look of regret on his face.

But after all, he didn't muster up the courage to catch up and apologize.

About half an hour or so, Hermione, who hid in the toilet and cried for a while, finally walked into the room on the third floor specially assigned to Zuo Si for experiments with red eyes.

"what happened?"

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed the girl's depressed mood.

"It's nothing, just a little awkwardness with Harry and Ron." Hermione explained with a forced smile.

"Is it because of Ron? Did he say something hurtful again?"

Zuo Si rubbed her chin and immediately guessed the truth.

Through getting along with him this semester, he discovered that Harry is actually very smart and has a high EQ.

Possibly due to his dependent relationship since he was a child, the Savior is very reasonable and polite most of the time.

So generally speaking, if there is a conflict among the three, it is probably caused by Ron, who has low IQ and EQ.

"You... how do you know?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

Zuo Si responded with a smile: "It's very simple. Because Harry is not the kind of person who would take his anger out on others, but Ron is just the opposite. But don't worry too much, he actually has no bad intentions, it's just that he is too inferior and often Create jealousy."

"Inferiority? Why does Ron feel inferior?" The girl asked inexplicably.

"Just imagine, if you have several big brothers who are excellent in academic performance and can be role models, and your parents always ask you to follow the example of big brothers, will you feel a lot of pressure? And you will never use new things, You can only use the old items left by the big brothers, don't you feel inferior?" Zuo Si casually made a hypothesis.

Hermione lowered her head and thought for a moment, and soon showed a sudden understanding expression: "Ah! I see! The reason why Ron lost his temper at me was because he was jealous of us."

"We?" Zuo Si keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes! It's you and me. Ron has shown jealousy towards you more than once, but I didn't notice it before. My God! I can't believe that he is such a person." Hermione woke up like a dream Like exclaimed.

Zuo Si enlightened in a half-joking tone: "Jealousy is human nature, it's not a big deal. If you want to become an excellent wizard, you have to learn to get used to jealousy and slander from others. After all, you are not Jin Gallon, you can let Everyone loves it."

Hearing this sentence, the girl laughed through tears, and then said with a slightly flushed face, "Thank you. I really can't imagine how difficult it would be if I didn't meet you at Hogwarts."

"No, you're wrong. Even if you didn't meet me, you can use your ingenuity to create your own sky in the magic world. Now, let's turn our attention to the process of making quantitative potions You must know that there are only a few days until the end of this semester."

After saying that, Zuo Si waved his wand and lit a flame under the cauldron for brewing potion.

After the Weasley twins arrived, the four of them began to get busy.

In just a few days, they tried those relatively simple and time-consuming potions one by one.

With the help of various high-precision instruments, both Hermione, George, and Fred were surprised to find that this so-called "scientific" method can really improve the quality and success rate of potions to some extent .

Later, Snape, who was a master of Potions, also gave some professional advice to Zuo Si privately out of interest, and even asked the latter to help order some equipment for the Muggle World Chemistry Laboratory.

As a half-blood wizard, he has always advocated the supremacy of pragmatism, so he won't be like those pure-blood families who insist on using things produced by the magic world no matter what.

Before you know it, one semester has passed like this.

With the end of the final exam, most of the little wizards have entered the state of "herding sheep", and you can see idle students wandering, exploring, and playing around everywhere in the school.

As for Zuo Si, she just got the "big gift bag" personally sent by Lucius Malfoy, a total of 30 different kinds of fire dragon eggs.

"Getting so many dragon eggs, you must have taken a lot of risks, right?" Zuo Si asked as he stretched out his hand and caressed these uneven eggs with great interest.

"Of course. You must know that smuggling dragon eggs has always been a felony, not to mention collecting different types of fire dragon eggs around the world. Fortunately, the Malfoy family's investment and business have spread all over Europe over the years, and they have established relationships with many famous people. The ancient families all have a certain connection. Otherwise, I really can't do this."

Lucius raised his chin slightly with a hint of complacency.

In his opinion, he successfully demonstrated the strength and value of his family by completing this matter.

"Good job." Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction.

Obviously, the reason why he wanted these dragon eggs was to bring them back to Faerun to try to do some cross-species hybridization experiments.

Especially by crossbreeding with the native dragons of Faerun, trying to cultivate a powerful magical creature that has certain intelligence and can obey orders for domestication and control.

Although in the eyes of many people, the fire dragons in this world are very low-level and violent, just like wild beasts.

Wizards even obtain blood, leather, horns, hearts, livers, meat, etc. from dragons through a large number of artificial breeding methods. Even dragon dung is an excellent fertilizer for cultivating magical plants.

But Zuo Si discovered a neglected advantage, that is, the fire dragons in this world grow very fast.

Compared with the one or two hundred years it takes for the giant dragons of Faerun to become adults, they only need a few years to become a daunting colossus.

Moreover, not having a smart enough IQ is not a shortcoming to some extent, but an advantage, which means that it can be domesticated and become an excellent mount.

Undoubtedly, Lucius didn't know what Zuo Si wanted these dragon eggs for, and he reminded cautiously: "Although you have obtained the approval from the Ministry of Magic, you can raise some magical creatures far away from Muggles, but you can raise them all at once. There's bound to be a big problem with that many dragons. I think it's better to start a dragon farm, so you can avoid those troublesome legal provisions."

"Don't worry, these dragon eggs are only used for some experiments, not to hatch them all and raise them. Oh, by the way, I just met your previous owner not long ago, and he is currently possessed by Quirinus Quirrell."

While saying these words, Zuo Si raised his head and stared into the opponent's eyes to observe the reaction of the master of left and right jumping.

Just as he expected, Lucius' expression turned extremely ugly when he heard the news, and he subconsciously clenched his cane and asked in a low voice, "Is he really still alive?"

"Well - strictly speaking, he is now in a half-dead state, a bit similar to a remnant soul, but he is not completely dead. The reason why he came to Hogwarts at a huge risk is to seize magic Shi Hao let himself return from death. How about it, do you want me to take you to meet him?" Zuo Si proposed with a half-smile.

"Let's forget it." Lucius' forehead instantly burst into a lot of sweat.

He wasn't sure if Voldemort would raise his hand and shoot a green light symbolizing death when he, the "traitor", appeared in front of Voldemort.

"Are you afraid? That person is now so weak that he needs to attach himself to others to ensure his own survival, so there is no need to be so nervous. What's more, we are just watching from a distance."

After all, Zuo Si took out a crystal ball and activated the magic blessed on it.

In the blink of an eye, Harry Potter appeared in the crystal ball.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a huge mirror confronting Voldemort himself.

When Lucius saw the vague and familiar face on the back of Quirrell's head, his heart began to beat wildly.

You must know that when he betrayed other Death Eaters in exchange for his being exonerated, he thought Voldemort was completely finished.

Especially when the name of the Boy Who Lived——Harry Potter resounded in the British wizarding world, the Malfoy family began a rapid transformation, only to completely cut off from the dark past.

But now, seeing with his own eyes that Voldemort was actually able to escape death, Lucius suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart.

He understood that with the other party's cold, cruel, and moody character, he would never let himself and his family go easily.

But soon, something happened that subverted Lucius' cognition.

I saw that when Harry's hands touched Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort, the latter's body suddenly began to petrify inexplicably, and then decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of gypsum dust.

Such a strange and terrifying scene made him shiver uncontrollably, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Why did Quirrell's body collapse after being touched by Potter? Given his age and growth experience, It is impossible to cast such advanced magic. Could it be Dumbledore left behind?"

"No, it wasn't Dumbledore's handwriting, but Harry's dead mother's last gift to him. It's unbelievable, isn't it? A Muggle witch who is looked down upon and despised by you pure-blood families can actually cast A powerful guardian spell that can bounce back and kill the Dark Lord." Zuo Si said meaningfully.

"So... it wasn't Harry Potter who actually defeated the Dark Lord, but her mother Lily?"

The woman with long red hair and green eyes instantly appeared in Lucius' mind.

He vaguely remembered that the magic talent shown by the other party back then even made many Slytherin peers feel jealous.

Especially the talent in potions, even comparable to the current master of potions - Severus Snape.

"That's right. Lily is the one who defeated the Dark Lord, and she is also the real savior of the entire British magic world. Well, let's stop today's conversation. If there is no accident, Principal Dumbledore should come out to clean up the mess It's..."

(end of this chapter)