Draco Quits the Team

"I think Senior Tom definitely won't hand over the Basilisk." Muya rubbed her chin.

Muya's fingers tapped unconsciously against the page. Then Hermione suddenly had an idea. "I've got it!"

"What?" Harry and Ron asked in confusion. Neither of them had any clue yet.

Muya glanced at Hermione, who was smiling confidently. Hermione really was reliable.

"We can make a Basilisk and hand it over to the Ministry of Magic." Hermione's eyes gleamed as she looked at Muya.

"I heard Fred and George say that you can make dolls, Ya Ya. So, can you make a Basilisk?" Seeing Hermione's expectant expression, Muya refused without hesitation.

Muya took back what she had just thought about Hermione being reliable. Was this what it meant to be a Gryffindor?

"Hermione, making a doll and making a Basilisk are completely different things. Besides, if we want to fool the Ministry of Magic, we'll need a wizard with powerful magic and at least a month."

Her teacher, Nicolas Flamel, had told her that to create a doll identical to a young wizard, they needed half of that young wizard's magic, along with an exquisitely crafted doll.

Most importantly, they needed a highly skilled wizard to transfer that half of the magic into the doll.

"Ya Ya, I think we have enough time." Harry clenched his wand. Hagrid had been the first person to treat him so well, and he wanted to do something for Hagrid too.

When Muya stared at him, Harry grew a little nervous. "A-And isn't there another Voldemort?" He said those three words very softly.

Although he had been miserable after Tom Riddle told him there was a fragment of Voldemort's soul inside his body, he finally understood why the scar on his forehead burned whenever he encountered that bald egghead.

So,