Chapter 108: Atavism Potion! He is more terrifying than the Dark Lord!
Coming out from the depths of the rock wall where the phoenix egg was hidden, Charles had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Only at this point can the trip to the forbidden forest be considered worthwhile.

The eight-eyed giant spider breeding base and the unicorn voluntary blood donation station can provide him with a steady stream of deduction points.

Add to that the phoenix three months later, it’s a huge profit!
After leaving a time and space mark here to ensure that the phoenix would not be lost again, Charles turned and walked out of the Forbidden Forest.

At this time, Hagrid was still sleeping soundly under the effect of the stunning spell that Charles had cast earlier.

Charles also casually cast a Legilimency on him with the Mithril Wand, but he didn’t deliberately modify anything, just deleted some of Hagrid’s memories before he fell into a coma.

In Hagrid’s opinion, the trip to the Forbidden Forest with the Charles went smoothly. His plan had been successful and everything was perfect.

As for his falling asleep, it was just that he suddenly felt sleepy and took a nap.

After Charles modified Hagrid’s memory, he tapped Hagrid with his wand, and Hagrid opened his eyes blankly.

“Did I just fall asleep?”

“Merlin, I didn’t sleep for long, did I?”

“The quality of my sleep just now was really great. I haven’t slept so peacefully in a long time.”

But soon, Hagrid’s attention was diverted from his own sleep quality.

He remembered that his plan to scare Charles seemed to have succeeded.

But Hagrid wasn’t really happy.

Because what Charles had said about Dumbledore before was still flashing in his mind.

The flawless image of Dumbledore in his mind seemed to have cracks uncontrollably, with deep colors revealed beneath the cracks.

Hagrid tried his best not to think about it, but the more he did so, the more details of these years emerged in his mind, making him feel depressed and gloomy.

After bringing Charles out of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid returned to his hut in a depressed mood.

Charles looked at Hagrid’s back and shook his head.

He was too lazy to care what kind of image Dumbledore had in the minds of the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

I mentioned it to Hagrid a few times, but it was just something I thought about on a whim.

As for whether the members of the Order of the Phoenix will continue to be PUA or still willingly serve as pawns of Dumbledore, Charles doesn’t care.

He returned to his room.

Now that the trace of the Phoenix of Paradise has been confirmed, its bloodline will be obtained in three months to complete the magical Animagus transformation.

Before that, he had to quickly get the atavism potion to make the concentration of the three-headed dog Fluffy’s hellhound higher and complete his second magic Animagus.

During his previous treatment of Snape, Charles had acquired almost all of Snape’s knowledge of potions.

Although he still lacks some muscle memory and is definitely not as good as Snape himself in preparing potions, in terms of theoretical operations, he is not much different from Snape.

Based on the theoretical foundation of a potion master, it may take years of experiments to actually prepare the atavism potion, a potion that has never appeared before.

But if you just think of a few theoretically feasible ideas, it is not difficult.

After thinking hard all night, Charles came up with several ideas.

Although it may take a potion master a lifetime to complete the transformation from theory to practice.

But for Charles who possesses the deep blue, the miracle only takes a moment!

“Deep Blue, based on these theoretical ideas, deduce the formula of the atavism potion for me!”

In an instant, 100,000 deduction points were deducted.

It was as if countless Charles were adding bricks and tiles to several theoretical routes in a parallel world, and various attempts were being carried out at an astonishing speed.

One theoretical line after another was rejected, but at the same time new lines were also extended.

But in just a moment, among the ideas that crisscrossed like stars, one idea emerged shining brightly, and it was the feasible one deduced by Deep Blue.

But the many potion materials used in this idea made Charles stunned.

Not to mention how expensive and rare they are, more than half of them are medicinal herbs from the Middle Ages, and there are even some from ancient times.

Ciel estimated that even if he searched the entire wizarding world, he might not be able to make such a magic potion.

After shaking his head, Ciel whispered.

“Secondary deduction, using materials currently available in the magic world as a substitute.”

“…”

“Continue, three deductions.”

“Fourth deduction, further increase my chances of success in reversion!”

……

At the same time, Lucius Malfoy also ended this terrifying night and returned to Malfoy Manor with a pale face.

His wife Natasha was shocked when she saw Lucius’s face and the blood on his body.

“Lucius?” “Are you hurt?!”

“What’s going on? Aren’t you going to teach that little mudblood a lesson?”

Natasha’s eyes widened.

“He even dared to attack you?”

“I will write to the rest of the school board and initiate further punishment against him tomorrow. We can expel him!”

Unexpectedly, when these words were spoken, Lucius, who had never been angry with Natasha before, was immediately shocked and immediately scolded.

“Shut up!”

“Take that word back and never use it again, especially to that person!”

Natasha stared at Lucius blankly, as if she didn’t know what was going on.

Lucius smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

“Don’t ask me for details. Even if you ask me, I wouldn’t dare to tell you.”

“If I say something I shouldn’t, I’m really afraid that our whole family will be wiped out tomorrow.”

“I can only tell you, it’s horrible…”

“Remember to address him respectfully as Sir Charles Evans from now on.”

“In front of him, our Malfoy family is nothing but ants that can be easily crushed to death. Don’t think about revenge anymore. It’s good enough to be able to be his dog and survive.”

Then, Lucius dragged his tired body to Draco’s room in Malfoy Manor.

Draco had been sent from Hogwarts to St. Mungo’s Hospital, and then taken to the manor to recuperate.

Seeing Lucius coming in, Drake showed excitement.

He already knew from his mother that tonight would be Charles’s journey to the Forbidden Forest, and Lucius would go there to make him pay a price he would never forget, to avenge Draco and Snape.

In Draco’s view, his father Lucius Malfoy is an omnipotent being.

Since he made a promise to himself, he will definitely be able to fulfill it.

“Father, is that little Mudblood dead?”

“The Godfather is dead because of that little Mudblood, he deserves to die!”

Before the excited words were finished, a crisp applause sounded.

Draco covered his face in disbelief and looked at Lucius who had no expression on his face.

“Father?”

Lucius sighed.

“Remember this slap, Draco, and wake your mind from unrealistic fantasies.”

“I couldn’t deal with Ciel. I failed. It was a complete failure.”

“It was just a little bit short. If I hadn’t been useful to him, I would have died today. He would have come to Malfoy Manor without mercy and killed your mother and you in the most cruel way possible, making the Malfoy name disappear completely from the wizarding world.”

“So Draco, stop having these illusions and stop messing with Ciel Evans. Treat him with respect, just like Crabbe and Goyle treat you.”

“From now on, the Malfoy family will be Ciel’s dogs.”

Draco’s mind was buzzing and he showed an expression of disbelief.

It was hard for him to imagine that such humble words came from the mouth of his elegant and noble father.

Draco became excited.

“Being a dog for Ciel?”

“Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!”

“Father, are you confused? What are you talking about?!”

Draco said loudly, his face flushed.

“I know. Father, you have served the Dark Lord. I already knew all this!”

“Ciel Evans, he can’t be more powerful than the Dark Lord, how could he allow you, father, to serve him like this?”

Lucius looked at Draco coldly, pulled off his sleeves, and revealed his Dark Mark in front of Draco.

“Oh, you know it, right? It seems you are more sensible than I thought.”

“But since you know about the Dark Lord, I will tell you clearly, Draco. It is precisely because I have served the Dark Lord that I decided not to take any chances and take Malfoy to be a dog for Lord Ciel.”

“As your father and the current head of the Malfoy family, I can promise you with my soul, and you should also remember this with your soul…”

“Charles Evans, this little wizard, is more terrifying than the Dark Lord!”

(End of this chapter)