Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 103 Lockhart's Discovery
Jin Shanshan was very satisfied with its name.

After Damon named it, it seemed to realize that it was its name and affectionately rubbed its body against Damon's neck.

"This Thunderbird's origin should be legitimate, right?"

Just in case, Damon asked one more question.

"Don't worry, you said it beforehand, and I hate thieves the most, how could I do such a thing?"
I snatched this Thunderbird from a group of smugglers. This little guy probably never saw his parents. If he grows up and wants to go back to Arizona, you can take him there sometime—or I can do it for him.”

"Do you want to go back, Sparkle?"

For convenience, he dropped the "golden" from Golden Glow and simply called this Thunderbird Glow.

Shining looked at Damon with a puzzled expression—his brain didn't seem to be able to comprehend all of this yet.

"Never mind, let's talk about it later."

Damon placed the magical briefcase on the table. As magic was infused into it, the two latches and the mithril ouroboros released their grip, and with a crisp 'click,' the briefcase opened.

"Let's go, let's settle down the sparkly world."

"Take these with you; he needs these special foods to boost his strength."

Hagrid took two large jars—containing some long, strange fish and shimmering insects.

Neville had never seen anything like this before, and he was somewhat puzzled by Ron Harry's excitement.

"Hagrid, you're too big. I might have to use a shrinking spell on you first."

“Oh, no problem, come on over, Damon.”

Using the shrinking spell on a giant is undoubtedly a very difficult thing, but Damon can still manage it—even so, he can only shrink Hagrid to normal human size, and it becomes a bit difficult to go any further.

"Alright, you can go in first."

Hagrid did as he was told, and jumped into the suitcase with his pet Tooth in his arms—now Tooth was the only one he was truly close to, and he felt he should cherish this bond.

"I'll go second."

Ron took the lead and climbed inside.

Harry followed closely behind.

Then there was Hermione, who was a little nervous—she had heard Harry and the others talk about the magic of the suitcase, but Damon hadn't invited her, and she had been very busy last semester, so this was her first time entering the world inside.

Finally, it was Neville's turn: "What are you waiting for? Come on."

Where did they all go?

"You'll know when you get in."

Damon cast another spell, and Na'vi's size shrank slightly. He used a levitation charm to grab him and throw him in.

As Damon was the last to enter the briefcase, the magical briefcase locked again, and the ouroboros snapped shut once more—they would not open unless Damon's magic came into contact with the inside of the briefcase.

Shortly after they left, Hagrid's door was suddenly opened again, and Lockhart's enthusiastic voice rang out, "Hey, I forgot to tell you something, about my new book."

Where are they? He looked around in confusion—after returning to the castle, he suddenly remembered that Harry and Master White were in Hagrid's hut, which was his perfect place to socialize, so he hurried back.

Strange, he came from the castle, so it's impossible for them to have left right under his nose—could they have gone to the Forbidden Forest?
Lockhart stepped out of the hut and glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The possibility seemed slim.

He returned to the cabin, looked around, and finally his gaze fell on the magic briefcase on the table—in fact, he had seen the exquisitely crafted item the moment he entered the cabin, but he forced himself not to pay attention to it for the time being.

Now that no one was around, he curiously stepped forward, wanting to open the briefcase, but the two 'mithril snakes' were tightly locked together, making it impossible to open.

Alohomora

Lockhart cast a spell on the suitcase, but it had no effect.

This actually confirmed to him that Damon and the others must be inside.

He had heard of this magical thing from a wizard—a suitcase that could hold everything, in which Master Newt kept all his magical creatures.

Lockhart recalled that he did seem to have seen Master White always carrying this briefcase.

At first he thought it was just a unique "backpack", but now it seems it has another purpose.

Lockhart was extremely envious of the renowned Master White and the savior Harry.
Even today, Damon still occasionally publishes his theories in "Transfiguration Today." If it weren't for Dumbledore keeping him in check, the wizards who have joined him could probably fill most of Hogwarts.

Lockhart stared at the dragon-skin briefcase before him, a strange look flashing in his eyes. "A little wizard who grew up in the Muggle world, yet he only spent a year developing a theory that overturns Gump's Transfiguration Laws."

He didn't believe it—there must be someone behind Damon trying to promote the kid—and in fact, they were very successful, managing to get the Order of Merlin, Second Class, which he had been longing for. If he could discover the secret, perhaps he could expose the scam and then... graft the fame onto him.
Lockhart trembled with excitement at the mere thought of the potential glory.

Inside the suitcase, the group first entered a relatively simple small room.

The walls are made of warm wood, exuding a faint scent of pine, and the air is filled with a fresh yet cool atmosphere.

Fortunately, the surrounding lights were warm enough to make anyone who entered feel relaxed and comfortable.

There wasn't much decoration here, just a few elegant chairs and a simple wooden table with some opened letters and trinkets on it. A quill pen was casually placed on the corner of the table, and dried ink stains could be seen on the table legs.

"Alright, let's take Shan Shan to say hello to Nobeta first."

Hermione and Neville were still looking at the room's decor when they saw Damon walk up half a flight of stairs, open the door, and a howling blizzard rushed in!

"Quick action."

The group followed Damon out of the room and into a more spacious area.

Flashy claws clung to Damon's chest, facing the biting wind, head held high until the fire dragon Nobeta appeared.

Its massive, mountain-like form, carrying the weight of wind and snow, swept over them. Its overwhelming presence caused the four young wizards to tremble involuntarily, until Damon spoke:

"Oh dear, I'm not here to play with you. Wait a minute."

Damon chuckled, stopping the dragon's surging fighting spirit—the Norwegian Spinosaurus was too belligerent, and he had to set aside half an hour each day for intense battles with it.

The two haven't fought yet today, so Norberta has clearly misunderstood.

"Today, I'm mainly introducing you to this little guy. You'll be neighbors from now on, so you can't fight."

(End of this chapter)