bdsm-fiction Chapter 105 Doro is about to emerge from seclusion
Chapter 105 Doro is about to emerge from seclusion
Chapter 105 Doro is about to emerge from seclusion
Ryan explained to the three of them one by one what had happened since the start of the school year.
From discovering that Professor Quirrell had a problem to making a prophecy related to Professor Quirrell, and the subsequent night when Quirrell and Voldemort turned against each other.
The conversation then shifts back to the night of Malfoy and Ron's duel, and finally to the issue of Ron's gold coin.
Then they gathered the final plan, which Ryan only told the three of them. He, the headmaster, and the professors devised a plan to thwart Voldemort's plot, but did not mention capturing Voldemort.
Even so, these undercurrents lurking beneath Hogwarts Castle made the three of them break out in a cold sweat. Even Vio, who had some guesses about some things, couldn't imagine that Voldemort had actually been inside Hogwarts Castle all semester!
In particular, in order to achieve his own plan and to mislead the headmaster and Ryan, Voldemort actually scattered a lot of magical coins to bewitch and control the young wizards!
And some people have already been controlled! In fact, if Ron hadn't been willing to tell everyone, no one at Hogwarts would know about Voldemort's plot!
This methodical, logical, and layered approach to the crime revealed a glimpse of Voldemort at his peak to the three, and also helped them better understand what the Dark Lord truly meant.
"In that case, I actually underestimated the Weasleys," Vio said after hearing this. He had always believed that Ron was not worthy of the Weasley name at all, let alone being sorted into Gryffindor.
Unexpectedly, Ron had the courage to tell the truth even under Voldemort's influence.
Even though Ron had already lost the gold coin that Voldemort had used his spell on, it was still a very courageous act.
For a young wizard, being able to admit their mistakes and face them head-on, being willing to confront and bear the consequences of their errors, takes immense courage and determination.
"It's all thanks to Ron. Otherwise, the headmaster and Ryan would still be in the dark, and who knows what kind of trouble they would cause when Voldemort goes berserk." A layer of sweat appeared on Pablo's forehead.
Penelope, however, was not worried at all, because she could tell from Ryan's description that the Voldemort hiding in the gutter was no longer the Dark Lord who once roamed the wizarding world.
She had great confidence in Lane, believing that Voldemort was no match for him, not to mention that Hogwarts was full of talented and powerful individuals.
At most, all she needs to do is lead people into the Adventurers' Club when Voldemort is causing trouble, and then direct Little Doro to protect everyone.
While thinking, she teased little Doro in her arms and picked up an orange from the table next to her to feed him.
Although she didn't know why Little Doro, an alchemical creation, could eat oranges.
"So here's the thing: we've given Voldemort the perfect time to strike, and he'll definitely catch us. That's why I need you to attend the Merlin Medal awarding ceremony in my place, along with the Headmaster and the Professors." Ryan picked up his drink to moisten his throat.
"No wonder I felt you launched the communicator too hastily. It turns out it was for the Merlin Medal, to set a trap for Voldemort—" Vio felt that all his previous doubts had been explained.
He said, "In that case, I'll play Headmaster Dumbledore. Of the three of us, only I can portray a deep-thinking old man."
“I’ll play Professor Flitwick. I know Professor Flitwick very well,” Pablo said, glancing back and forth between Penelope and Lane. As the undisputed leader of Ravenclaw and an outstanding student at Hogwarts, Penelope looked up, her long, rounded neck and collarbone strikingly curved. She stated directly, “I know Lane. I’ll play him.”
"That's what I think too. The thought of someone having to impersonate me to face those people makes me think that Penelope's decision is most similar to mine." Ryan strongly agreed with Penelope's words. From the beginning, he knew that the witch who was researching Muggle weapon enchanting was a good candidate for "magic is power."
Moreover, being both Ravenclaws, their thinking should be the most similar.
He believed Penelope could play the role of Ryan in the eyes of the wizarding world.
"Then let's allocate it like this. I've already contacted the principal and professors, and they'll be sending over some hair soon to be used in a rather haunted way," Ryan said, glancing at the compound decoction in front of the three of them.
"Alright, for safety's sake, the three of us will stay at the Adventurers' Club for now, and then head to the Ministry of Magic when it's time," Pablo suggested.
His intention was to avoid the risk of leaks.
But Ryan immediately objected: "Not to mention I believe none of you will leak the information. As for myself, I am definitely under Voldemort's surveillance. I'm not even sure how many of the young wizards who greet me in the hallway every day are actually holders of Voldemort's gold coins."
"It's not unusual for you to come to the club. If Voldemort finds out that the three of you came to the Adventurers' Club and didn't go back, he will definitely become suspicious."
"In particular, the Daily Prophet's list of invitees included the headmaster and the Ravenclaw dean, plus myself, who was awarded the medal, making it exactly three people."
Ryan made it very clear: their opponent now was Voldemort, who had regained his senses, and the slightest disturbance could alert him.
Therefore, Penelope and her two companions must act as usual.
"Voldemort is that meticulous?" Not to mention Penelope and Pablo, even Vio, who had been playing mind games with the old men since taking over as patriarch, was shocked.
"It's uncertain, but our opponent is the Dark Lord who has dominated an era. We can't afford to be careless in the slightest. Otherwise, we'd be playing with our own lives and disrespecting the warriors who died at Voldemort's hands," Ryan said in a deep voice.
"Okay, then we'll keep in touch via communicator. Until we go to the awards ceremony, it'll be a normal routine," Penelope said. "By the way, Ryan, can we take little Doro with us? I'd like to show them around and let them make friends."
"Sure, although Doro is the head of the Adventurers' Club that I created. He can mobilize all the club's magic arrays and magic power in the club room, as long as he doesn't leave Hogwarts Castle, little Doro's power won't weaken too much," Ryan said. He originally wanted to teach little Doro to say "To the stars and the abyss, welcome to the Adventurers' Club," but considering that it would be too out of character, he gave up on the idea.
As the four were talking, Fox suddenly appeared, threw two strands of hair on the table, and then made a friendly call, as if to greet the four of them, before disappearing again.
Ryan also plucked a hair and handed it to Penelope, saying, "Everyone keep this safe. I'll leave the Merlin Medal award ceremony to you all."
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."
All three expressed their opinions.
But Ryan thought the three of them were covered in flags.
"I hope everything goes well," he thought.