Dynavale and Hogwarts

Malfoy Manor, Gran Wiltshire.

Dobby, the house elf, went into the study to give him butterbeer. After exiting the room, he did not return to where he should be. Instead, he put his eyes to the crack in the door that he had just left and looked inside.

Even if it has to shut its ears into the oven door as punishment, it is willing to pay any price, even death, for Harry Potter.

It held its breath and listened carefully to the sounds coming from behind the door.

"We can't remain passive like this, Malfoy. Otherwise, sooner or later, those Muggles and Mudbloods will ride on our heads." This was the voice of Mr. Goyle.

"Arthur Weasley has begun to promote new Muggle protection laws, and I heard that dark magic items will be inspected in the future soon." Crabbe said anxiously.

"Why are you panicking? You think we have been doing useless work these past few months." The master's cold voice made Dobby shiver involuntarily, "The master is angry."

"Sorry, Malfoy, we are just a little impatient." Two flattering voices came into Dobby's ears.

"I already know how to open the secret room. As long as I use the things the mysterious man gave me, I can release the basilisk."

"Great. Dumbledore is going to be in trouble. He deserves it for going against your wishes."

"Tell me, what would happen to Arthur if the Weasley family's youngest daughter opened the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Of course you will be forced to leave the Ministry of Magic, and you may be tried for it. Damn the Muggle Protection Act." A proud and arrogant smile came from behind the door.

"It would be nice if the basilisk killed Harry too."

"He can't escape unless he doesn't go to Hogwarts."

"I must prevent Mr. Potter from going to Hogwarts," Dobby made up his mind.

"It was Mr. Potter who defeated the mysterious man and allowed the house elves to come out of dire straits and see a glimmer of hope in the future. No matter what, Mr. Potter cannot die."

Dobby did not notice that in his excitement, one of his big ears touched the door.

"Who's eavesdropping?"

Dobby wanted to apparate, but it was too late. The door opened, revealing the pale face of his master.

"It turns out to be Dobby. Do you want to tell the truth? Unfortunately, your master doesn't allow it. Dobby, I forbid you to reveal to others what you just heard.

"Dobby, Dobby, you know what you have to do now"

Dobby banged his head against the wall violently, shouting: "Bad Dobby, Bad Elf" as he hit it. It took a while before he stopped.

"Dobby, go down, I think you should design a more severe punishment for yourself."

Dobby gasped and retreated, and he had to follow his master's orders to give himself a more severe punishment.

On a Saturday in July, Dana received his subscription to the Daily Prophet and saw a report that interested him:

"Ministry of Magic plans to introduce Muggle protection law

Our reporter learned from the Ministry of Magic that the Ministry of Magic will recently hold a hearing on the Muggle Protection Act. Arthur Weasley, Director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items at the Ministry of Magic, said in an interview with this reporter:

In our work, we often encounter cases of wizards playing tricks on Muggles, sometimes even using dark magic items. These actions obviously harm the rights and interests of Muggles. In order to adapt to the current situation, the Ministry of Magic urgently needs a law to regulate the behavior of wizards and provide a legal basis for our company's future work.

Mr. Weasley also added: "The above behavior also violates the Law of Secrecy. The Muggle Protection Act is also a refinement and useful supplement to the Law of Secrecy."

Regarding the Muggle Secrecy Act, this newspaper will also conduct follow-up reports.

Preview for next issue: Lucius Malfoy We don’t need Muggle protection laws”

Dana closed the newspaper and put it in the storage ring.

"This ideological war in the wizarding world has become completely open.

"In the past, it was just the fear of intermarriage with Muggles that would cause blood dilution and loss of magic power. Now it has evolved into a sense of superiority towards Muggles and treating Muggles as inferior people.

"Pure-blood wizards are too proud and they lose the opportunity to understand the power of Muggles."

However, Dana is still just an ordinary student at Hogwarts, and these storms are still early for him. Thinking of traveling in China for the next two weeks, Dana called Lucky over.

On a small piece of parchment, he wrote: "Jiawen, my family and I are going to travel to China in the next two weeks. Lucky will temporarily ask you to take care of me."

He handed the note to Lucky, stroked its head, and told it: "Be good when you go to someone else's house."

Lucky bit Dana's finger gently with his mouth, said an affectionate farewell, waved his wings and flew away.

Dana went to her parents' room and saw her mother worrying about a pile of luggage.

"Mom, do you want to take all of this with you?"

"Yes, there are a lot of clothes and jewelry for four people, plus the gifts prepared. But it is too much, and it is inconvenient to go out."

"What's this?" Dana waved his hand, and all the luggage on the floor disappeared.

"You can't use magic outside of school and they won't expel you, right?" Amanda asked nervously.

"It's okay. The storage ring only uses spirit, not magic power. It's not considered magic."

It's a pity that since receiving the notice, the brightness of the stars of Zongsi Curse has returned.

"That's it. Then Dana, look, these, those, and the pile over there, mom wants to take them with her."

Dana had no choice but to follow her mother and keep collecting, collecting, collecting until her mother was satisfied.

After little Ivan found out, he also asked Dana to put all the toys in his room into the storage ring.

Knowing that even if he had a storage ring, he would have to be mentally strong to use it, Ivan didn't bother to get the space ring and immediately went back to meditate.

Dana wanted to tell Ivan all his experiences, but everyone should go their own way and not live in the shadow of others, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Everything is settled.

Before going to sleep at night, Dana did a routine of meditation.

Dana is a little excited. After several months of hard work, the last pattern will be completed today.

will anything happen

Dana sat cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, entering a state of concentration. Start mentally tracing the final pattern.

A great deal, but nothing happened.

Dana was not in a hurry, and traced the first pattern with all his energy, in order until the last pattern.

When the last stroke fell, the stars and lines in the entire sky lit up.

It is no longer stationary, but moving with some mysterious laws. The lines between the stars are constantly breaking and reorganizing as the stars move.

The four patterns are no longer isolated, but disrupted and merged, finally forming a pattern that covers the entire sky. The pattern is constantly changing as the stars move.

Dana just looked at it in the consciousness space. The movement trajectories of these stars were so fascinating, as if they were telling the story of natural changes and the laws of the universe from eternity to the present.

When Dana woke up from meditation, he felt tired for the first time. Those trajectories and patterns seemed to make Dana understand something, but he couldn't put it into words.

Feeling tired, Dana quickly fell asleep.