A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 638 William, who dug his own hole and jumped in.

Since the goal is to weaken the visitor's strength, in Voldemort's tyrannical understanding, only fresh, delicious, and magically imbued blood can be considered a form of weakening.

William also had a solution: he carried various flavored mini "drinks" with him.

There's the blood of the civet cat with a French flair; the blood of the rune snake from the Albanian forest; the blood of the basilisk, a creature of secret killing; the blood of the amulet horse, the beloved steed of Beauxbatons…

Such examples are too numerous to list.

Look how many homeless animals he has adopted free of charge over the years!

If there were a Scamander Cup for the Protection of Magical Creatures, it would definitely be awarded to William.

Such a kind-hearted person is truly touching!

However, all this blood had value. After thinking for a moment, he chose the least valuable animal.

—Fried conch.

That's right, there are still five blasting snails left, four males and one female, and they're killing each other again.

To protect his daughter's safety, Hagrid sent her to live with William.

He even gave it a name: Gou Shengzi (Dog Leftovers).

The more obnoxious your name, the better you'll live, right? People in the magical world also believe this.

Little did Hagrid know that his daughter had only been sent to William's place... and his seemingly kind uncle was already treacherous towards her.

William first gave his daughter a strong sleeping pill, and after she was unconscious, he gave her a hard injection with a thick, hard needle.

It sounds a bit inappropriate for children, and the scene is indeed bloody.

How could it not be bloody... He drew a liter of blood, and the face of the tadpole was pale with exhaustion.

Hagrid's "daughter" thus became William's research subject. He was determined to discover twelve uses for the blood of the blasting-tailed snail.

(Dumbledore: You little brat, you're hinting at me again!)

William has now discovered a use for it—opening doors.

He took a bag of green blood from the safety checklist and threw it on the wall.

The surface of the rock was instantly covered with shiny, green droplets of blood.

A dazzling white archway appeared on the cave wall. The rock that was stuck outside the archway suddenly disappeared, revealing a dark doorway.

"Let's go." Dumbledore, wand in hand, went inside first.

Fox burst into flames and flew in mid-air, serving as a searchlight for everyone.

In other words, the suicide squad in William's eyes.

In wartime, Fox would have been a sapper at the forefront, used to clear landmines.

It was born to do this job.

Upon approaching the cave, the group discovered a vast, black lake, its surface incredibly wide and seemingly endless.

Far away, in the center of the lake, a hazy, emerald-green light shimmered, reflected in the still water below.

"There's something in the water," William warned after observing for a moment. "Don't touch the water."

Hermione hummed in agreement, gripped her wand, and cautiously followed behind William.

The three walked along the lake shore, their footsteps echoing as they trod on the narrow rocks by the lake.

The cave's structure is very simple. Apart from the rough cave walls, there is only an endless, smooth, mirror-like black lake surface and a mysterious green light shimmering in the very center of the lake.

There is nothing else.

Clearly, the Horcrux is on the island in the middle of the lake, and they need to cross the lake.

However, after circling around, the three of them still couldn't find any means of transportation to cross the lake.

Swimming is definitely not an option, since there are things underwater.

"Apparite past?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"I think Voldemort has taken precautions against this; he wouldn't want to see an Apparition enter the room." Dumbledore raised his wand, pointing it at the air.

"I can sense that there are anti-phantom appearance spells set up here."

William waved his wand, and a stone turned into a small bird.

The bird flew toward the black lake and then quickly fell down.

With another loud explosion, a huge, white creature leaped up from the dark lake and snatched the little bird.

It disappeared again, leaving large, deep ripples on the calm water.

"There's also a no-fly spell, so we can't fly over the lake," William said softly.

Goose feathers cannot float, and flowers sink to the bottom... This is not a black lake, but a river of quicksand.

"What is that?" Hermione was startled. She looked up and gazed into the distance, but the water was already calm.

"The Infernal," Dumbledore explained.

"Voldemort placed many Infernals at the bottom of the lake. He was most skilled in this kind of dark magic, and during the Wizarding Wars, he even created an army of Infernals."

"If we use small boats, won't we be attacked?"

"That's right, those guys in the water will definitely come after us."

William squinted and pondered for a moment, then said, "There must be some means of crossing the lake nearby."

Even though the Horcruxes are hidden here, Voldemort must have occasionally come back to check them before his sudden death to prevent them from being stolen.

He himself also needs to cross the river.

William suddenly felt a pang of unease, as if he had overlooked something.

The feeling was wonderful, like an intuition.

"Can you feel it, William?" Dumbledore asked, squinting.

"It's just a gut feeling...maybe I'm mistaken," William said slowly.

"Intuition cannot be ignored, William," Dumbledore said with a gentle smile. "It's the ability to process data too quickly for the human brain to comprehend, and sometimes it works better than any magic."

William nodded and said, "Then there should be some kind of banishment spell here... kind of like a Muggle banishment spell, which makes us overlook a certain place."

"Yes, yes," Dumbledore said with interest. "We might call it a wizard's banishment spell."

"This is clearly another little magic trick invented by Voldemort, effective and interesting."

If we are not careful, we will overlook what is right in front of us and miss it entirely.

In this round, I can give him a score of 0.

William carefully sensed the magic. A wizard's banishment spell... indeed, it was remarkable magic.

This thing is more effective than any protective charm. Unless you're a wizard with unparalleled magical skills, you won't be able to sense it at all.

Just as Muggles cannot see the entrance to the Leaky Cauldron, the Wizard Exorcism Curse has a similar effect, but it targets wizards.

Coach, I want to learn this!

Indeed, this trip has been incredibly beneficial.

Dumbledore pressed himself against the rock wall. "I think I've found the place we just overlooked."

The three walked toward a corner, and Dumbledore's hand moved slowly through the air instead of stroking the rock wall.

It seems to be trying to find and grasp something intangible.

"Found it!" he said. "Come here, you two."

William and Hermione walked over and slowly felt around. Then he touched a metal object and grabbed Hermione's hand so she could feel it too.

Immediately, the two of them could see the iron chain floating in mid-air.

This is what they just overlooked.

The iron chain was clearly in mid-air, not hidden, but the group deliberately ignored it.

This is the effect of a wizard's exorcism spell.

Dumbledore lifted the chain and tapped it with the tip of his wand.

To other wizards, he was like someone who was just making empty promises.

Soon, the body of the green copper chain emerged from the depths of the lake, coiled up on the ground, and emitted a loud echo.

At the end of the chain was a bronze boat. The boat, like a ghost, emitted a greenish light and drifted towards the lake shore.

But the boat seemed to be very small, only big enough for one person.

But there were three of them.

"Can we sit down?" Hermione asked. "It seems to only seat one wizard at a time. Can it support the weight of three people?"

"Hermione, Voldemort doesn't consider weight; he only considers how much magical power crossed his lake." Dumbledore shook his head.

"In other words, this ship may be under a spell that only allows one wizard to travel at a time," Hermione guessed.

"No." William pondered for a moment, then said decisively, "This ship can seat at least two adult wizards."

"Hermione, don't forget Tom. He drank the potion on the island in his search for the Horcrux... which means the Horcrux is under the potion."

"Yes, you're right!" Hermione raised her eyebrows, realizing the implication immediately.

She said slowly, "Voldemort certainly wouldn't drink potions, so if he wanted to examine Horcruxes, he would bring a sacrifice and drink the potion himself."

"Yes," Dumbledore praised, "You two have observed very carefully."

"I haven't seen students as outstanding as you in so many years."

Hermione couldn't help but grin, then frowned and said, "But there are three of us."

"Hermione, Voldemort will definitely not include you. You are not yet an adult and your magic is too weak," Dumbledore said softly.

He never imagined that a fifteen-year-old girl would come to this place.

I think your magic is negligible compared to the magic I have with William.

Hermione has very little magic, but William's magic is already comparable to that of a normal adult wizard.

Fox's blessing gave him a significant boost. After several years of growth, his magical power increased considerably.

Therefore, the three of them can definitely sit there.

Dumbledore and William sat on the boat, while Hermione simply sat on William's lap.

William was also in a difficult position. But in order to destroy the Horcrux, he had to make a sacrifice.

But they were quickly proven wrong.

As soon as William jumped onto the boat, the water surged and boiled, and the boat capsized.

When he was caught off guard and fell into the water, William suddenly realized that he wasn't just one person... he also had a zoo on him!

He got himself into trouble!

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