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Hogwarts: Wolfman at My Door
Chapter 123

New Member Ariana Dumbledore

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"Here, have some." Madison, who usually had a sour face, offered Ariana a piece of chocolate cake.

"Inhale." Beatrix held up a piece of violet cloth and gestured over Ariana's body, seemingly to make her clothes.

"And then the prince and princess got together." Zoe held the book and began to read the story.

"Be careful, third-rate star." Sophie said dismissively to Madison while wiping Ariana's mouth with a napkin.

Bellatrix had returned to her childhood room and was packing her things. Even so, she took a moment to log on and slip a huge teddy bear as a gift to Ariana.

At this moment, almost everyone in the club was gathered around this poor girl.

It was as if she were just a little girl, not a seventeen-year-old woman.

Only Basil gave Ariana a smile that made her heart flutter, then sat on the opposite sofa, staring blankly into space.

But actually, he was looking at Ariana's data.

Name: Ariana Dumbledore

[Race: Obscurus]

Health Points: 15

[Magic Power: 13]

Luck rating: 4~5

[Family Traits: Phoenix Blood (Constant), Dark Magic Body]

Ariana's stats are too unusual.

Let's not even talk about how the race changed from wizards to Obscurians.

The Spell Mastery possessed by non- Pure-blood families disappeared, and he transformed into Dark Magic Body.

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[Dark Magic Body: An energy body composed of Dark Magical Power. The Obscurial cannot die until its energy is depleted, and is free from gravity.]

[Note: When the Dark Magic Body is first activated, if a player unit's health is below 12, it will permanently lose 1 health. With each subsequent transformation, if a player unit's health is below 10, it will permanently lose 0.5 health.]

[Dark Magical Power: A secondary energy generated from the blockage and accumulation of a wizard's magic combined with negative emotions. It can cause direct destruction without touching objects and can levitate them.]

[Phoenix Blood: Health +50%, ignores fire damage below 30 points, slightly increases spatial awareness, and causes positive mental shift]

"So, the main reason why the Obscurial have short lifespans is that when they transform into black, invisible entities or black, oily substances, their life points are not high enough, resulting in a permanent loss of life points?"

"That's true. A normal, healthy adult only has a life value of 10. Let alone a child."

"Credence and Ariana were able to grow up normally and have normal lifespans because of the Phoenix Blood?"

"The high health points provide a margin for error, allowing them to reconcile with their magical talents once their personalities have matured."

"The positive shift in their mental state also makes them more mentally stable, unlike other Obscurial who experience emotional breakdowns."

"Why does the Phoenix Blood increase the sense of space? Hmm. Phoenixes can teleport, and in the existing magic system, no wizard can stop them."

Thinking about this, Basil couldn't help but marvel at the wizarding talent of the Dumbledore family.

No wonder Dumbledore's brother Aberforth, was able to defeat almost everyone at school (except Albus Dumbledore) with just a wand in his youth. He was even able to intervene in the duel between Albus and Grindelwald later on.

Speaking of Dumbledore, Basil was just now noticing that Dumbledore had suddenly woken up in the Headmaster's Office and exclaimed Ariana's name.

Then he stood up dejectedly and left Hogwarts.

He suddenly had an idea.

So he slowly sat down beside Ariana, and as her face turned bright red and steam rose from her hair, he said softly, "Weren't you asking where Albus and Aberforth went? I can take you to see them in a bit."

"Really? Big brother?" Ariana's nose was covered in cream.

Madison gently stroked Madison's fair nose with her slender fingers, then put it in her mouth and gave it a seductive lick with the tip of her tongue. "What big brother? Although my sweetheart is 18 years old, she's still in first grade."

Basil thought to himself, "Madison really does have bisexual tendencies."

Ariana's mouth gaped open, her big, round eyes filled with surprise. "Ah? Aberforth lie to me. I really do have elven blood, and I can only go to Hogwarts at 17. Basil, do you also have elven blood?"

Oh~, Sophie and the others couldn't help but let out a sound of emotion.

Under Madison's leadership, they compiled Harry's World Key Figure Database for Basil.

This also includes Aberforth Dumbledore.

Aberforth Dumbledore, the younger brother of the famous Albus Dumbledore, Ariana's favorite brother, owner of the Hog's Head Inn, and one of the Founders of the Order of the Phoenix. He loved playing with goats so much that his Patronus was a goat. This led to a lawsuit from Wizengamot for abusing magic on a goat.

He has an exceptionally good memory and can remember every customer who enters or leaves his bar.

At school, he disliked reading and preferred to solve problems through duels rather than dialogue. For him, truth lay in the passing of wands.

He was completely different from his older brother, who loved reading and preferred to resolve problems through rational negotiation.

But at that time, their relationship was actually quite good.

When Ariana was fourteen, her magic went out of control again, accidentally killing Candle —their mother.

At this point, Aberforth wanted to drop out of school so he could stay home and take care of his younger sister. However, Aberforth Albus, saying he had just graduated and could stay home to care for Ariana. Frustrated, Aberforth began to become irritable and frequently challenged people to duels.

And finally, he made contact with the goats that he loved most in his life—throwing goat droppings at his neighbor's head.

Then came the darkest moment of his and Albus's lives.

Albus with Grindelwald because Grindelwald intended to use the Cruciatus Curse on him. Ariana intervened to break up the fight, and then died.

His relationship with Albus broke down. He broke Albus's nose at Ariana's funeral.

And he began to exile himself.

He eventually became the owner of Hog's Head Inn.

He was also the one who kicked Snape out of the bar for overhearing the Prophecy, thus preventing Voldemort from knowing all the Prophecy.

Previously, they had all overlooked Aberforth's identity as Ariana's favorite brother.

Now they realized that Aberforth, that goat man, was a really good brother.

Just as Basil could steal someone's heart with a smile, Snape could earn everyone's disgust with a single word, Ariana possessed a magical quality that inspired tenderness and affection; one glance was enough to make you unconsciously want to take care of her.

Madison and the others therefore wanted to keep Ariana in the community space indefinitely, so that she would not be harmed.

And now, they're starting to waver. Perhaps the goat could take good care of Ariana.

So, when Basil mentioned that Ariana should meet her brothers, they readily agreed to the idea.

Madison sighed, "Okay, but we have to finish the cake first."

Beatrix turned her head away. "Remember to log on. I've finished making the clothes. You should try them on."

Zoe hid her disappointment with the book. "My story isn't over yet, remember to come and listen."

Sophie tiptoed and ruffled Ariana's hair. "Okay, goodbye. Remember to let us know in the group chat if anything comes up."

After attracting everyone's attention, Ariana looked intently at Basil.

Basil smiled, "You just need to sleep. When you open your eyes, you'll see your brothers."

His fingertips glowed, and Ariana began to nod unconsciously before finally closing her eyes.

She vanished into thin air.

In the Headmaster's Office, which was filled with silverware, a luxurious four-poster bed appeared out of thin air in front of the long table.

The beautiful blonde girl changed into her pajamas and lay quietly on it.

A piece of parchment appeared out of nowhere beside my pillow, and the writing slowly emerged.

On the golden branch, Fawkes, who had been dozing off, suddenly opened his phoenix eyes wide, slammed his head against the ground, and fell to the floor.

Inside the community space.

After a long silence.

Madison broke the silence, "You just used [Obliviate]?"

Basil shook his head. "That's a variant of the Stunning Spell, a gentler Sleeping Charm."

"Unlike the Stunning Spell, it doesn't feel like being hit on the head and knocked unconscious."

"Instead, it makes the person under the spell genuinely fall asleep."

"I have no reason to let Ariana forget."

"I have nothing to worry about now. So what if Dumbledore knows about the Society? I am invincible in this world."

"And Ariana might not even tell."

"More variables mean more benefits for me."

"There are now four official members: me, you, Sophie, Bellatrix."

"Once Zoe joins the club the day after tomorrow, she'll have enough points to become a full member. At that time, I'll be able to come to your world and convert the variables into gems."

"When the time comes, Fiona, the Supreme Witch of your world, I will—" Basil suddenly stopped, "I'm logging off now, Riddle is looking for me."

"What's wrong?" Back in the bathroom, after changing into his pajamas, Basil pretended to have just finished using the toilet and asked himself.

"My lord, the Gaunt's Ring has disappeared. Could it be that he discovered the magic of the Resurrection Stone?" Riddle's voice came from the page of the Horcrux, "The Sealed Diary," which glowed in the Grimoire.

"It shouldn't be," Basil shook his head. "He's just being wary of you."

"You probably only know of two places where Horcrux are hidden. One is the Old Gaunt House outside Little Hangleton."

"He managed to break in despite being so weak. Perhaps the magical traps set up there have the ability to identify people who come in."

"He's worried that you'll be ignored by the magic trap and have the ring taken away, just like he is now."

Riddle: "What about the Inferi Cave? Could it be that he'll discover the locket's disappearance and start moving the other Horcrux?"

Basil denied this, saying, "He didn't have the opportunity to transfer any other Horcrux."

"At most, he learned of Regulus Black's betrayal through this."

"Voldemort now only has 5 Horcrux in total."

"Ravenclaw's Diadem, Slytherin's Locket, Hufflepuff's Cup, Gaunt's Ring, and Harry Potter."

"He didn't know Harry Potter existed."

"He knows the Diadem, we know it. He has given it up."

"The Gaunt's Ring has either been moved or retrieved by him."

"And the locations of the remaining two Horcrux — Black Family Home and Gringotts —are, like Hogwarts, my body."

"I can destroy, take away, or move them at any time."

"Recycling?" Riddle was hardly convinced that the main body would actually hold a recycling ceremony.

That requires repentance, accompanied by pain originating from the soul, and the pain itself can be devastating.

"No," Basil squinted, "I saw it with my own eyes."

The Setsuna the Gaunt Ring was mentioned, the Heavenly Eye was triggered again.

In a swamp, at the heart of the black mist known as Voldemort, a black stone spun around, radiating a captivating red glow.

The jagged cracks and overlapping circles and triangles on the surface reveal its identity— the Resurrection Stone.

Ahead of the black fog, a blurry figure, seemingly seen through fogged glass, knelt on one knee.

The pale golden hair, the thin, pale face, and the indifferent gray eyes revealed the figure's identity.

Lucius Malfoy, who is already dead.

Hey! Ex-husband!

"Looks like you were right, Riddle. He did indeed discover the magic of the Resurrection Stone. He even held a retrieval ceremony for it." Golden beastly eyes appeared, filled with Killing Intent, but Basil revealed an incredibly sunny smile. "I hope he knows what's good for him. He won't disturb the dead that he shouldn't have provoked."

Riddle knew the identity of the deceased his master was referring to: the grandmother who had raised his master.

So he stood before the dilapidated wooden door, nailed with a rusty dagger, and quickly bowed his head, saying, "I will find that swamp as soon as possible."

"No need," Basil said with a smile. "I just need to prepare some more, some more advanced methods of torture. He's really lucky; he has a tenacious life force that is disproportionate to his Horcrux."

In the swamp, Voldemort, who had finally found the snake-possessed creature, suddenly shuddered.

But looking at the body in front of him—a Muggle poacher with a ring tied around his neck with a thin string—he felt it was just an illusion.

He still remembers that when the time on his watch reached 11:11, a tremendous force surged out from it.

His soul instantly connected with the fragment in the ring, passing through the hazy environment he had seen when creating the Horcrux. In the void, a familiar face with closed eyes appeared in his mind.

It was as if with just a thought, he could bring it back into the world.

Let's talk about Lucius Malfoy, who is already dead—the most recent victim he took with his own hands.

——

This is a very run-down little bar.

A dilapidated wooden sign hangs on a Scabbers bracket above the door, depicting a severed wild boar head, its white cloth soaked with blood.

The signboard creaked and groaned in the wind.

An old man with silver hair and a white beard, dressed in a gaudy long robe, stood motionless in front of the door.

In a small, dark, filthy room reeking of mutton, under the flickering light of a lone candle, at a dilapidated, sawdust-strewn bar, an old man with wire-like gray hair and a beard kept wiping his equally filthy glasses with a dirty rag. He seemed oblivious to the presence of anyone outside.

After a long silence, a cough broke the stillness.

The old man, who looked extremely irritable, slammed his fist on the bar. "Speak, what brings you here?"

"Her," the silver-haired, white-bearded old man murmured, as if in a daze. His once upright back unconsciously hunched over.

Bang! With a loud bang, the door opened.

P. S.: Ariana was actually fourteen years old and died in August 1899. Here, I've made her three years older to reach adulthood.

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