[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring":3,"chapter-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-106":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting at Hogwarts, Logging into Elden Ring",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1496280,1944,"Chapter 106: The Philosopher’s Stone Causes a Stir; A Visit to Malfoy Manor","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-106",106,"\u003Cp>When they stepped out of the room, Snape's mouth was still tilted up at the corners. For a man whose default expression was \"permanent thundercloud,\" the joy was impossible to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Congratulations,\" Arthur said. \"You're finally a father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you calling her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lillian. I'm going to name her Lillian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Yeah. Arthur didn't need Legilimency for that one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's heart still had Lily sitting in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't say anything. First love was first love; it carved the deepest groove. But he still clapped Snape on the shoulder and reminded him, \"Don't forget everything Lia has done for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape nodded. \"Relax. She agreed to the name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur rolled his eyes inwardly. Of course she agreed. The woman just carried your child—was she going to fight you over the name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let it drop. Two consenting adults, one willing to love, one willing to remember—he wasn't meddling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way,\" Snape said suddenly, \"I want you to be her godfather.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur: \"You serious? I'm not even fourteen. Have you ever seen a teenager be someone's godfather?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape gave him a look. \"I've never seen a teenager with a fiancée either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's because you've never been to the East. We used to do betrothals from the cradle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you being godfather is even less of a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur realized—he'd argued himself into a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But looking at Snape's very un-Snape-like, please-don't-turn-me-down expression, he couldn't refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine. I'll do it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's eyes softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night Snape invited the whole Granger family over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the dinner was actually cooked by Lia and Mrs. Granger… and, to his own mild embarrassment, Arthur. He'd brought half a menagerie home (Hermione, Ranni, Radahn… Rya was practically furniture on his shoulder), so he couldn't just sit there and eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia wanted to cook herself—Snape's potion skills were ridiculous, so with a few recovery draughts she was already bustling around the kitchen like she hadn't just given birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Granger came in to help, worried Lia hadn't fully recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur joined them because, one, it had been a while since he'd cooked, and two, his Eastern dishes were always a hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape considered fetching a couple of Hogwarts house-elves to help but Lia nixed the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When dinner started, they all raised glasses—juice, wine, mead, whatever—and clinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the table split into three camps:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mum Talk Camp: Mrs. Granger + Lia, chatting maternity, nutrition, postnatal care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bottomless Stomach Camp: Radahn, Ranni, Rya… especially Ranni, who basically siege-occupied every plate of Eastern food Arthur had made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plotting Camp: Arthur and Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape leaned in, still a little sour. \"I honestly don't know what miracle Lockhart ran into. Overnight he went from peacock to front-line duelist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jealous?\" Arthur asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape snorted. \"Hmph. Who would be jealous of unknown power?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax,\" Arthur said, waving a hand. \"That power's from a perfectly normal source.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you kn—\" Snape paused, narrowed his eyes. \"You gave it to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't dodge. \"Mhm. He paid with loyalty and I gave him strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave Snape a quick rundown of Lockhart's clogged channels, surgery, and rune-engraving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't think he'd use his first proper duel to fry you,\" Arthur added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape did not believe for a second that Arthur's appearance at Dueling Club that day was a coincidence. He'd skipped almost every session—yet the day Lockhart suddenly became strong, he \"just happened\" to show up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those runes of yours,\" Snape said, \"are they hard to inscribe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur tilted his head. \"What, you want a set too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape coughed. \"You haven't given Lillian her godfather's gift yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the slightest shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur clicked his tongue. \"If you wanted it, just say so. I can give her something right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his pocket and pulled out a delicate necklace and handed it to Lia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here. For Lillian. A birth present.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you,\" Lia said, taking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's eyes flicked to the gem in the center—a deep, translucent red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That stone… that isn't a Philosopher's Stone, is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd used one before. Arthur had given it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it wasn't strange for him to recognize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mhm. Same batch as yours,\" Arthur said openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't even finished before Hermione blurted, \"Philosopher's Stone?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every head at the table turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sweetheart, what about the Stone?\" Mrs. Granger asked, curious why her daughter had reacted like a Muggle child seeing Santa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mum, that's the Philosopher's Stone! You can turn anything into gold with it—AND brew the Elixir of Life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, both Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at the necklace in Lia's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia hesitated. After a moment, she tried to hand it back. \"Arthur, this is too precious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't take it. \"It's not as exaggerated as Hermione says. Look, it's just a shard. And you know Lillian's situation—her cellular lifespan is shorter than normal. I made the necklace so it will slowly feed the Stone's energy into her. If she wears it, it'll boost her constitution and help her live longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Lia keep it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it was stronger than he'd said. That piece could easily let her reach two hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his goddaughter. He was going to do it properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, however, was no longer interested in dinner. \"Cousin, where did you get that Philosopher's Stone? Did you… swap Dumbledore's out last term?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just assume I found the formula by accident and made it myself,\" Arthur said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the \"I'm not telling\" tone. Hermione knew him well enough to drop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Granger cleared her throat. \"So… Arthur, would you happen to have another one of those necklaces?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women. Age. Eternal topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Granger coughed too. \"A… men's version, maybe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur had not expected his casual godfather gift to become the hottest item at the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed helplessly. \"I only made this one. If you want, I can make a few more when I get back, with the leftover Stone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Grangers nodded quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others didn't care as much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape had already hoarded enough Stone from Arthur last time to live hundreds of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ranni and Radahn didn't need it—one was a demigod, one was a soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Rya could live millennia now—Arthur had resurrected her with a magic crystal that had gulped part of Rennala\u002FRadahn's lifeforce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Topic done, they kept eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur remembered something and picked up the earlier thread. \"By the way—Lucius invited me to inscribe runes on Draco. I'm going tomorrow. Want to come?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You told him about the runes?\" Snape asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I only told Draco I have a way to get strong fast, and told him to go home and ask his dad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's the price?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not much. One hundred thousand Galleons plus every unique book in the Malfoy library.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape sucked in a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not much?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd have to brew potions for years to make that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also made him think very seriously about what he could offer to get himself runed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, he agreed to go with Arthur. He wanted to see the process before deciding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, a little after nine, Snape took Arthur and Apparated straight to the gates of Malfoy Manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Arthur had totally invited him along because he didn't feel like figuring out the coordinates. Snape had been here; he could drive.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they appeared, the Malfoys' house-elf popped into existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Professor Snape, sir! Oh! And—Harry Potter's—friend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape squinted. \"And how does a Malfoy house-elf know he's Harry Potter's friend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Dobby could panic, Arthur said lazily, \"Because Dobby has been hovering around Harry all year… to 'protect' him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur gave Snape the short version—Dobby's warnings, the blocked entrance to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, the rogue Bludger… all of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, hearing the Chamber business was resolved, didn't pursue it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dobby, on the other hand, looked at Arthur with shining eyes. \"Thank you for explaining for Dobby, sir! You really are Mr. Potter's good friend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur had long since given up trying to understand house-elf brain circuits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved. \"Alright, Dobby. We're here to visit the Malfoys. Here's the invitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He passed Draco's card over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dobby opened it, checked, then bowed. \"Yes, honoured guests. Please come in. Dobby will tell Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pop. Gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur stared at the empty spot. \"So he's just… leaving us here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on,\" Snape said. \"I'll take you in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, he was used to the Malfoys' weird house-elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked through the grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grand\" didn't do it justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A delicate front garden in full spring bloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind it, a three-storey, classic, pale stone manor, elegant and rich without being gaudy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur admired it—and was already thinking: Should I get one? I've got money. Would make a nice holiday place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Yeah. Let's do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd ask Lockhart later if he knew any real estate people. He wanted to get something near Ottery St. Catchpole—a wizarding village, so casual magic use wouldn't raise eyebrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front steps, Lucius Malfoy was already waiting, Draco at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, Arthur. And you as well, Severus. I wasn't expecting you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came to observe,\" Snape said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco greeted them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the lady isn't with you?\" Lucius asked—he obviously meant Ranni. That first impression had gone deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ranni doesn't like showing herself. I can call her out if you really want to meet her,\" Arthur said, amused. She was in his Zen Garden right now anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no—that won't be necessary,\" Lucius said quickly. He did not want to see that terrifying witch again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father, shall we go in?\" Draco prompted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ushered them into the grand hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dobby reappeared with tea and snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius didn't dive straight into \"Make my son strong.\" Instead, he chatted—politics, school, small talk with Arthur and Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur could tell: he was building rapport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was fine. Arthur needed to learn how these pure-blood nobles moved anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And tomorrow… he'd be inscribing a Malfoy. That alone was going to ripple through wizarding high society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visit my patreon for more chapters\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advance 30+ Chapters Available\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FWhiteDevil7554\u003C\u002Fp>",1666,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.381Z",1,"novelbin.me","dba20cbb1b5a1c6de148a2b2697fddf471b38042816d64775de60c87aa55a0d3","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-107","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-105",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]