Attempting Resurrection

Oren returned to Little Nurmengard, leaving the cleanup to the Ministry of Magic; they were very professional at clearing up messes.

Before they even entered the castle gates, Snape jumped out and forcefully dragged Oren to try and revive Peter Pettigrew again.

"Half-Blood Prince, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush."

"The Resurrection Stone is with Headmaster Dumbledore, and the ritual requires a lot of magic; at least an old Dumbledore battery pack is needed."

"The two of us can't do this job."

Snape for a moment, then turned and left. Not long after, he returned with Nicolas Flamel, that super old man, and no one knew what benefits he had promised, but the old man was grinning from ear to ear.

Oren's lips twitched violently. Couldn't he just let him slack off for a few more days? Who was he trying to resurrect? Was he really that obsessed?

In the following days, Peter Pettigrew had a really bad run of luck. He experienced all sorts of ways to die from failed experiments, and occasionally Snape would even use the guise of experiments to unleash a few Cruciatus Curse.

"Professor Snape, get ready to dump the materials. Super Old Man, you just need to prepare to unleash your magic."

Nicolas Flamel...

Oren took several steps back, keeping a safe distance from the bone broth.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the pot—it was Peter Pettigrew! He screamed, knocked the pot over, and crashed to the ground.

"Five, four, three, two, one," Oren counted down.

As the countdown ended, Peter Pettigrew melted away like wax.

"You see, professor, it's unlikely we'll see results anytime soon."

Nicolas Flamel said, "It's alright, at least it didn't liquefy. Looks like I won't need the mop I prepared."

Oren shrugged and said, "Remember to save a few for the next experiment; I don't recommend using the Scourgify ' method."

Snape, unperturbed, silently chipped away at the waxy remains of Pettigrew.

Back in his office, before Oren could even begin to explain, Will came running in, bruised and battered, to complain.

"Young master, we fought a battle with Death Eaters in a small town."

"Never fought before?"

"It's not entirely our fault, young master, there's Giant on the other side."

Oren asked, puzzled, "Don't we have them here too?"

Will retorted, "The main problem is that the other side has a lot of cannon fodder Inferi, that's exactly it."

Oren immediately transformed into a civil engineer, spending several days building a metal spider assembly plant in the small world.

Oren wiped his brow and said, "Now that you have cannon fodder, you should be able to win, right?"

Will patted his chest and said, "With the young master's alchemical spiders, there's definitely no problem. I guarantee the Death Eaters will be shouting 'Invincible!'"

Oren...

The atmosphere in the Wizarding World has been very strange lately. Voldemort's resurrection has been confirmed, and just when people thought the Death Eaters would return to wreak havoc, another organization has emerged.

The two organizations have been attacking each other, causing unrest in the Wizarding World. Ordinary wizards, on the other hand, are relieved, at least no one is attacking them.

The only one who might have a problem with this is the new minister, Rufus Scrimgeour, who feels the Order of the Phoenix has stolen all the Auror ' thunder.

In Badley Barberton, Dumbledore led Harry to a house that looked like a construction site.

Oren said, "Headmaster, you're finally here! Where's the professor you promised? If you hadn't come, I was going to call the Giant to tear down the building!"

Dumbledore...

Harry...

"Child, quickly tell them to stop! Professor Slughorn is hiding here. Leave the rest to Harry and me."

Oren waved his hand, stopping his men from digging three feet into the ground with their magic.

Once the two entered the house, Oren waved to Will and said, "Get rid of the metal spiders. Four police cars have arrived already; the guys modifying memories on the perimeter must be tired by now."

Not long after, three people came out of the house; the chubby one must be Professor Slughorn.

"Hello, I'm Slughorn, the new Potions teacher. Young wizard, could you tell me your name?"

Oren didn't answer, but the dark wizards around him answered for him with their fierce glares.

"Ahem," Dumbledore said, "Professor Slughorn is interested in students with potential."

Many of the dark wizards around couldn't help but laugh; their leader was clearly the third Dark Lord, for goodness' sake.

Oren waved his hand. "Send Harry to the castle; this professor is sending him to Hogwarts."

After those two guys were taken away, Oren said, "Message from Snape: Voldemort sent Draco to kill you."

Dumbledore???

"Huh? He's here to kill me?"

"Surprised, aren't you, Principal? I'm quite surprised too."

What else did Severus do?

"He promised Narcissa he would help Draco kill you, and he made him Unbreakable Vow."

"But Snape didn't agree. You know the headmaster; ever since there was hope of resurrecting the dead, he's become extremely afraid of death, and he doesn't even stay up late anymore."

Dumbledore...

"I'm curious to see what Draco will do; if he succeeds, I can get away too."

"Then, Principal, we'd better help him out."

Dumbledore...

"Um... what is a child?"

"Principal, this is a police car. We might have made too much noise. My suggestion is to run away."

Upon returning to Little Nurmengard, Oren found the three little ones waiting for him.

Harry asked eagerly, "When is Sirius Black coming back? Moody and I haven't had a hot meal together in ages."

"He's like a paranoid lunatic; he even tests the food he eats for poison, and he never opens the curtains."

"Don't worry, Harry. Sirius Black has joined the Ministry of Magic. How can he have a home when the Death Eaters are still around? But he'll be back for a while, though, temporarily."

Harry...

Hermione, holding up the Daily Prophet, said, "Fudge is going to jail!"

Oren shrugged. "Isn't this normal? Any one of his dirty deeds would be enough to get him four or five years in prison. If he gets a year less, it's because Grindelwald's storytelling skills are lacking."

Hermione...

"The Wizarding World is getting more and more chaotic. Maybe I should send my parents to Australia."

Oren???

"Have Mr. and Mrs. Granger Granger some unforgivable error?"

"Just to let them hide from the Death Eaters," Hermione rolled her eyes.

Oren...

Sirius Black had just sat down in the hall when he returned. He shoved Harry, who had run over, down and said...

I suspect Remus is in love.

Oren!!!

Three little ones!!!

The five men found Lupin and secretly followed him all the way to the kitchen.

Sirius Black asked eagerly, "Who's in the kitchen?"

Spy Number One, Kreacher, replied, "Tonks."

After calculating for a while, Oren said, "Lupin seduced your niece, Sirius Black, can you tolerate that?"

"Hehehe, I'm really happy for Remus."

Hermione raised her hand and asked, "What will you call each other from now on?"

"From now on, we'll each do our own thing," Sirius Black said matter-of-factly.

Oren quipped, "Looks like this process is pretty common in the Wizarding World."

Hermione...