Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 683 Dumbledore Steps in to Help

Chapter 683 Dumbledore Steps in to Help

Alright, Malfoy has a plan, Crabbe and Goyle have a plan, Dumbledore has a plan, everyone's keeping a secret.

Siron didn't know what they wanted to do, but since Dumbledore had said so, he could only agree.

In gratitude, Dumbledore gave Sheron something.

"A Slytherin locket?" Siron looked at the glittering object on the table in surprise and asked, "You fixed it?"

Previously, in order to kill Voldemort's soul inside, Siron had to use the basilisk's fangs to destroy the locket as well.

Unfortunately, the unicorn's soul cannot attack inanimate objects like the locket, otherwise things would be much simpler.

"I am truly flattered by your trust, Siren," Dumbledore said. "But unfortunately, I do not have the ability to fix it; all I can do is restore it to its original state."

When Dumbledore said "restored to its original state," he meant the physical appearance. He used special alchemical materials to reconnect the broken parts of the locket.

Siren picked it up. After all, it was Salazar Slytherin's relic, and the gold and jewels on it were genuine. Even if damaged, it would still be a meaningful collectible.

"I thought you would leave it at school," Celen said.

"I did have that thought," Dumbledore said frankly.

"As everyone knows, Hogwarts was a magic school founded by the four great masters, but more than a thousand years later, nothing related to them can be found in the school, not even a single portrait—ah, except for Godric Gryffindor."

Dumbledore pointed to a three-legged stool behind him, where a dirty, patched old hat sat.

And in the cabinet next to it, there is a gleaming silver sword on display—Gryffindor's sword, the only relic of the four leaders that did not fall victim to Voldemort.

"It would be very meaningful to collect all the relics representing the four great leaders," Dumbledore continued. "But Ravenclaw's crown has been missing for over a thousand years, and Hufflepuff's cup disappeared several hundred years ago."

If you can't find all the relics, then just a locket isn't that important.

"Besides, this was originally entrusted to Kreacher, the house-elf, by Regulus. Kreacher then gave it to you. It belongs to you. I am simply returning it to its rightful owner."

"Alright then." Seemingly afraid that Dumbledore might change his mind, Siron immediately put the locket into his shapeshifting lizard skin bag.

Although Dumbledore felt that the way Sheron had looked at him earlier was a bit strange, he didn't suspect anything.

Just then, Harry finished reading the memories in the Pensieve and stood up.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he hadn't completely shaken off the memory.

Dumbledore helped him pour the second bottle of memories into the Pensieve.

"Whose memories are these?" Harry asked.

"Mine," Dumbledore said. "Tom came to me wanting to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, but I declined."

"This is also the origin of the Hogwarts school legend—the curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Dumbledore made a joke, and before Harry could say anything, they once again dived into the flowing silvery substance in the Pensieve.

However, Dumbledore soon came out, and then he saw Sylvanas looking Fawkes up and down, and the Phoenix, who was on high alert.

"Sirlen, you're too close. It's making Fawkes very nervous," Dumbledore quickly said. "Besides, it doesn't have any extra feathers left."

"Professor, I have no intention of taking the phoenix feathers," Celen explained.

But judging from Dumbledore's expression, he probably didn't believe it.

"Really," Siren said again, "I just thought of something."

"What?"

"Phoenix Tears," Siron said. "I read in a book that Phoenix Tears are the best healing potion. Would it be even more effective if combined with Professor Snape's potion?"

"No," Dumbledore said, "because the main ingredients for brewing the Lullaby are the tears and tail feathers of the phoenix."

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Siren had anticipated that this potion would be very precious, but he hadn't expected it would require phoenix tears and tail feathers. In the entire wizarding world, Dumbledore was probably the only one who could produce both of these ingredients.

"There's one more thing, Siren." Seeing Fawkes growing increasingly uneasy, as if he might explode at any moment, Dumbledore quickly looked at the crumpled bag in Siren's sleeve.

"I've noticed that your shapeshifting lizard skin pouch doesn't seem to have been completely successfully crafted."

As soon as he finished speaking, Celen immediately shifted his attention away from Fox.

"Because this requires real alchemy, and I can't find a single alchemist I can truly trust," Siren explained. "Besides, this is sufficient for now."

"And what about the Weasley brothers?" Dumbledore asked. "I've seen their products, and many of them use alchemy, and they're quite skilled at it."

"That's true." Siren nodded, "but I don't want a hand to stick out and punch me every time I open the shapeshifting lizard skin bag."

"That's certainly a possibility," Dumbledore said seriously, though he also had some doubts about whether Fred and George would actually make the more normal things.

"That's right," he said after a moment's hesitation, "I also know a little alchemy, if you're willing to believe—oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xilun had already taken the shapeshifting lizard skin bag from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"What a profound trust," Dumbledore said, wiping his eyes with emotion.

Celen, of course, believed in Dumbledore.

Furthermore, Dumbledore is probably the most powerful alchemist besides Nicolas Flamel, and Siron couldn't think of a reason to refuse him.

After all, the space inside a shapeshifting lizard skin bag is not static, but changes depending on the creator's strength. The most famous example is probably Newt Scamander's leather trunk, which was considered a source of disaster by the Ministries of Magic of all countries.

It's like a miniature world inside, with four distinct seasons and more than six different environments, including snow-capped mountains, deserts, and rainforests, as well as hundreds or thousands of amazing animals.

Of course, that thing was far beyond the scope of a "leather bag," and Xilun didn't expect a shapeshifting lizard to produce that kind of effect.

But if possible, he still wanted to make the space inside larger. After all, with his increasing amount of belongings and wands, the original leather pouch was already starting to feel cramped.

Moreover, Siron heard that the giants had completely joined the Death Eaters, so he needed to make more space for new wand materials.