Ministry of Magic Archives

Oren rushed to the Library and pulled Hermione away before Madam Pince could unleash her fury.

"Mmm~"

Hermione urgently needs your help. As for reading? You can read anytime.

Upon arriving at the Headmaster's Office, Oren took out two black cloths and covered their chins, then opened a portal and led Hermione into a dimly lit room.

Inside the room, Headmaster Dumbledore and Grindelwald covered the upper half of their faces with black cloth, revealing only their eyes.

Hermione: "Mmm~"

Oren: "We should be in a place like the archives."

Dumbledore: "Child, why did you bring Miss Granger along?"

Grindelwald remarked, "This is indeed the archives. I suggest you keep your voices down; the Auror ' offices are right next door."

"And I also know this talkative little girl, did someone finally lose patience and poison her to make her mute?"

Oren exclaimed excitedly, "We stole from the Auror... that was so exciting!"

Hermione...

"Ahem," Dumbledore explained, "I heard from Minerva that she's teaching Miss Granger to speak Animagus, you know Gellert, it's never easy to talk with a leaf in your mouth."

Oren urged, "Get to work, Hermione! Find any files related to the Hufflepuff's Cup. You're the best at finding documents!"

"Mmm~"

"What do you mean by stealing files? We'll just take a look at them after we find them. This doesn't even qualify as theft."

Grindelwald's lips twitched. "How Albus manage to understand what this little girl was saying?"

"Who knows?" Dumbledore tossed down a file. "In the Wizarding World, being able to understand even the strangest languages isn't considered outrageous."

Grindelwald...

Oren opened a file. "Whoa! Let me see what Will has done!"

"Dipping fries in ice cream in Diagon Alley, ugh~ that's a heinous crime!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Mmm~"

Oren: "Hermione, you've found a clue?"

Two old Deng???

Dumbledore through a few pages, his expression strange, and said, "Hepzba Zacharias Smith was killed by his own House-elf, who then stole the Golden Cup?"

Everyone...

Oren scouts, "Good grief, not a single reconnaissance move? Probably just a massive memory restoration spell!"

Grindelwald curled his lip. "What a waste of time."

Dumbledore: "I'm more inclined to believe Tom killed his master than the House-elf."

Hermione: "Mmm~"

Everyone...

Finding no clues, the group opened a portal back to the Headmaster's Office. The three of them then used the excuse of needing to discuss important secrets to leave Hermione out of the Headmaster's Office.

Hermione stomped her foot angrily at the door and then left.

Grindelwald looked at the syrup in the glass, summoned House-elf, and asked, "Is there any wine?"

Kreacher replied, "Professor Hagrid took them all, but the young master should still have some antifreeze."

Grindelwald...

"Tsk tsk," Oren remarked, "He told Hagrid to keep looking for the Giant, and the result was him and Madame Maxime picnicking all over the world using teleportation portals."

Dumbledore: "We've also recruited a few Giant, about the same number as Tom's Giant."

Oren opened a portal to the small world. "The landscaping looks pretty good. Once the You-Know-Who shows up, we can start recruiting respected experts from various countries."

Dumbledore: "No rush, I'm still investigating the Horcrux clues."

"Isn't Grindelwald there? Let him go."

"Kid, did you drink antifreeze?"

"Excuse me, Principal, I forgot that Grindelwald's reputation is even worse than You-Know-Who's."

Grindelwald...

"Oh, by the way, child, we used your steamer to cure Neville's parents."

"No wonder Neville's been acting like he's on cloud nine these past few days," Oren nodded. "Congratulations, Headmaster, on acquiring two more filler babies... oops, oops, two formidable warriors!"

Dumbledore...

Grindelwald began, "There have been Auror lurking around Nurmengard Castle lately. Kid, could you make me a decoy using bone broth?"

"Don't worry, Old Deng, I'll tell Snape right away that there's new progress in the experiment, and he'll send over the experimental materials immediately."

"You little brat, do you have something on that stinky bat-faced devil?"

"I'm almost embarrassed to point out that this is just a connection between bone broth and resurrection."

Grindelwald...

"Starting to make the soup, Grindelwald, you old man, at least put in the ingredients!"

"Not bad, not bad," Oren casually plucked a handful of Grindelwald's beard and threw it into the pot.

"Everyone step back, it's almost done cooking!"

The two old Deng...

Dumbledore's lips twitched as he asked, "How am I supposed to control this?"

Oren replied matter-of-factly, "The Imperius Curse!"

Dumbledore...

Grindelwald held the double tightly as it crawled on the dark ground, repeatedly banging its head against the cabinet, trying to squeeze into the crevice.

"Kid, why does this stand-in look like a rat to me?"

"You guessed right, Old Deng. The driver for this shell comes from a rat that was half-eaten by Crookshanks three days ago. It's just that it's not compatible and won't last long."

Grindelwald...

"There's one more thing," Dumbledore said, pointing to his head, "Harry ... there might be a problem here."

"Are you stupid?" Oren nodded. "It seems a little."

Dumbledore...

"He's not stupid. We suspect there might be something wrong with his soul; he and Tom might be able to sense each other, but Tom just hasn't realized it yet."

Oren pondered, stroking his chin. "Forcibly removing the foreign soul is still impossible. Even if I process a hundred bullfrogs, only one or two will survive."

"I don't know if it's because my skills have improved or if they're just incredibly resilient, but how about we make a soul disruptor?"

"Detailed Explanation" 2

"Interfere with the signals the You-Know-Who uses to perceive Harry. Add a broadcast and editing feature; if there's anything we don't want the You-Know-Who to know, we'll edit it out in the background."

"To allow one person to simultaneously handle the jammer and control Grindelwald's Stand, hehehe, I'm really good at saving money."

Dumbledore pile of materials at Oren and said, "This is it, hurry up!"

Oren...

In the Gryffindor Common Room, Oren tore off the pendant from the defensive necklace, stuffed it into a bracelet, and handed it to Harry.

Harry: "This gadget has become more powerful?"

Oren: "No, I just fixed a few bugs."

Harry...

Ron laughed, "You know what? Mige, with George's firework in his mouth, blew Umbridge black."

Oren???

"Are you crazy? Why would you provoke it if you're just bored?"

"Who knows?" Harry shrugged.

Hermione: "Hmph~"

Ron whispered, "Oren, you've angered her again."

"I'm short on time and have a lot of work to do, Hermione. If you have any problems training your Animagus, come to me. I, Oren, will definitely lend a hand."

"Mmm mmm mmm~"

"Okay, as long as you forgive me."

Two little ones???

Ron: "Did you understand what Hermione was saying?"

Harry: "I don't understand a word."