Chapter 78 Going to the Secret Room

Ministry of Magic.

When Fudge came to the Ministry of Magic to work slowly, Dumbledore had been waiting in his office for a long time.

"Dumbledore?"

Fudge was startled, with the trembling of a primary school student meeting his class teacher.

"You... why are you here?" He looked very uneasy and put his hat on the hanger very restrainedly.

In the more than one month since Dumbledore disappeared, Fudge felt unprecedentedly comfortable. He didn't need to seek advice from the other party, and all policies were decided by himself. To be honest, since he took office for so long, it was the first time that he really felt that he was the Minister of Magic.

Before that, he was more like Dumbledore's puppet.

All this time has passed, and it seems that nothing has gone wrong, right?

Fudge didn't want to see Dumbledore come back.

It would be better for him without Dumbledore. Although it was Malfoy who drove Dumbledore away, Fudge himself has become a beneficiary now. After seeing Dumbledore, he naturally felt a little guilty.

"I'll get a few things, Fudge. I think - Voldemort -"

Fudge's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "Don't mention that name, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore said sternly: "I know that this name left too much panic and death in the past, but now, it's just a name. Fearing it can only aggravate the fear itself, which is of no benefit."

"I, I think we should talk about what you came here for." Fudge's forehead was sweating and skipped this topic.

Dumbledore had to continue: "I want to know, his wand should still be kept in the Ministry of Magic? No one came here to steal it?"

The Ministry of Magic has a special department for keeping the wands of some criminals. The wands of many Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are still well kept in the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic usually does not use breaking wands as punishment for pure-blood wizards, because it is easy for pure-blood wizards to get a new wand. Not everyone believes in the wand choosing the wizard.

"The wand of that person is in the safekeeping, of course, but..."

"I just want to confirm it, Fudge, and besides," Dumbledore blinked, "I want to get something for another student in advance."

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It takes some processes and steps to condense the fountain of life into the Philosopher's Stone, but after solving the biggest problem, the rest is nothing.

Two days before the Mandrake was fully mature, the red "Fountain of Life" in the crucible finally condensed into a bright red, but slightly turbid, irregular prismatic stone.

It looked like a small red crystal, and also like a ripe pomegranate fruit.

"Finally succeeded."

Cyrus took the Philosopher's Stone in surprise. The magic contained in the stone was enough to refine endless immortality medicine, and turning stone into gold was even easier. He tried it a little and immediately turned a table into gold.

Not only the appearance, Cyrus cut the table, and even the inside turned into gold.

Then, he extracted a bottle of blood-red potion from the Philosopher's Stone and drank it all. As the hot blood flowed into his throat, Cyrus clearly felt a magical power of life begin to spread inside Ginny's body, filling the part of her life that was missing before.

The Philosopher's Stone was really completed.

However, whether the Philosopher's Stone can create a fresh, living, living body is still a mystery. Voldemort had thought about the Philosopher's Stone, but it didn't work after all.

But Cyrus didn't have time to wait any longer.

On the afternoon of the day before the Mandrake matured, Harry and Ron found an opportunity to go to the bathroom. Cyrus didn't want them to find the location of the Chamber of Secrets at this juncture, not to mention--

"Hermione has something to say to you in the school infirmary." He whispered, cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and held the Marauder's Map tightly in his hand.

At this time, his breathing became heavier.

He knew that this was not nervousness, but excitement.

"McGonagall is patrolling on the third floor. I need to make a noise to lure her over."

Cyrus walked quickly in the castle. When he turned the corner on the fifth floor, he met Lockhart, who was constantly fiddling with his hair and walking back to his office. Then he saw Harry and Ron sneaking away from the Gryffindor team and turning into a small path.

"Would it be better if we took Mr. Riddle with us?"

He heard Ron whisper to Harry.

"I mean, he and Myrtle are students of the same generation. Maybe Myrtle will be more open-minded when she sees someone who has experienced something similar to her."

"But we are too late." Harry reminded, "Ginny is not in the same grade as us."

"You are right." Ron said. They didn't even have a chance to go back and get the invisibility cloak.

Cyrus passed by the two of them. Suddenly, Harry paused and looked back.

He seemed to see a familiar shadow, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart - it seemed that at this moment, he had passed by his own destiny.

But there was nothing there, only a ray of sunlight shining in, and the dust dancing gently in the empty corridor.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

"Nothing, let's go."

They didn't dare to delay for too long, but Cyrus deliberately made a noise when he turned the corner, attracting McGonagall.

"Potter! Weasley! What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips into a line and looked at them sternly, "I heard you seemed to be going somewhere?"

"We want to - we want to -" Ron stammered, "We want to go - to see -"

"Hermione." Harry said. Ron and Professor McGonagall both looked at him.

"We haven't seen her for a long time, professor." Harry stepped on Ron's foot and said in one breath, "We just wanted to sneak into the hospital and tell her that the mandrake is about to grow, and tell her not to worry."

Cyrus heard that McGonagall was almost moved by the two of them and almost cried. He continued to move forward and lifted the Disillusionment Charm at the door of the bathroom.

He looked up at the wall of the corridor. The words he left last time were still there, as if no one in the entire castle could clean it up.

This time, he needed to leave something new behind——

"Her body will remain in the secret room forever."

The bright red words seemed to be written in blood, piercing everyone who saw it with fear.