[{"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-247":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},1496371,1944,"Chapter 247: A New Magical Creature: “Pig-Nosed Serpent” Voldemort","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-247",247,"\u003Cp>Snape and Moody weren't the only ones who suddenly wanted to learn hypnosis. They were both thinking the same thing—skills like this were never a burden. The more tools you had, the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Fudge stood there looking utterly dazed, loudly insisting that this \"wasn't magic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if that was some kind of revelation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur had just said it was Muggle hypnosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, he'd reinforced it with magic and spiritual power, but at its core, it was still hypnosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore watched Barty Crouch Jr. finally begin to speak in earnest, and his gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went straight to the most important question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is Voldemort's plan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty's eyes were unfocused, his voice flat as he answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore's expression tightened. He immediately pressed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Harry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty replied, giving Harry's location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Dumbledore heard it, he turned as if to leave—ready to go after Harry at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur stopped him with a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax. Hermione's already followed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Arthur pointed up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The images above were still hovering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometime during their interrogation, Hermione had already traced the Portkey's spatial ripple and followed Harry to the Riddle family graveyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, Hermione wouldn't have been able to do something like that. Following the residue of a spatial transfer wasn't easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But recently, while Arthur had been learning spatial theory from Ranni, Hermione had been listening in as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that, Arthur had given Hermione the second droplet of the Golden Tree's condensed [Fusang Trait Dewdrop].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her talent and understanding in spatial magic had risen dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she Apparated into the graveyard, she wasn't discovered at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur swept his hand through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hundred-odd maze feeds vanished at once, leaving only Hermione's viewpoint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he enlarged it until everyone could see clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene shifted fully to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the Portkey spat him out, he looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his blood ran cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A winged Grim Reaper statue stood in front of him, scythe raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cauldron sat at its base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gravestones surrounded the clearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick fog rolled across the ground under a heavy, gloomy sky—Harry couldn't see more than a few steps ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the cauldron, the place matched the nightmare he'd seen far too many times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his scar exploded with pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had to tell him what it meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single thought rose on instinct:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort is coming closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And almost immediately after, footsteps crunched through the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hunched figure emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his left hand: a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his right: a bundle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort—still not fully restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort in spirit form could possess living hosts, but the host's life drained quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why he'd pursued the Philosopher's Stone in Harry's first year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he'd possessed a baby's body—but the life had already rotted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What remained in the bundle looked ancient and shriveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's pain made it hard to focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew didn't waste the opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his wand up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in an instant, Harry's mouth was sealed, his throat clamped by invisible force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry struggled, trying to cast without words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next second, his wand was ripped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Pettigrew used Transfiguration, shifting the statue's posture and forcing Harry up against it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pinned like a sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth, probably about to launch into some villainous speech—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the thing in his arms hissed, impatient and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Begin. Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew flinched, then, like he was venting his fear, he yanked the bundle open and dumped Voldemort straight into the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he were afraid the audience wouldn't understand, Pettigrew chanted as he worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bone of the father… unknowingly given…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his wand, tearing a bone from the grave of Voldemort's father—Tom Riddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bone flew into the cauldron and ignited midair, burning without fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Hogwarts, Arthur saw it and immediately burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape turned sharply. \"What are you laughing at?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur forced his grin down and said, \"I remembered something happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape narrowed his eyes. \"What happy thing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur waved him off. \"Keep watching.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape didn't press further and looked back up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Flesh of the servant… willingly sacrificed…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew put away his wand, drew a knife—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And chopped off his own right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped it into the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even bother stopping the blood. Instead, he stumbled toward Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cowardly as he was, the man could be terrifyingly ruthless toward himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blood of the enemy… forcibly taken…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew slashed Harry's wrist and collected his blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Dark Lord shall rise again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's blood hit the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's scar screamed like it was being split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire roared higher and higher until it swallowed the cauldron itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silhouette formed in the blaze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black smoke twisted, reshaped by Transfiguration into a robe that draped over his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his hands, slow, savoring the feel of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long, hungry sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as his fingers traced his face, Voldemort froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pig's snout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he tried to step forward, he pitched—hard—like a man who'd forgotten how to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort stared, horrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he didn't have legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the waist down, his body was a serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur saw it and absolutely lost it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed so hard he couldn't stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment the crowd caught on—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole stadium exploded into helpless, roaring laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air that had turned heavy with dread only seconds earlier was shattered by pure, uncontrollable amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's mouth twitched, his eyes brightening with the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Arthur with unmistakable suspicion—and a hint of delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When did you do it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last summer,\" Arthur said, grinning openly now. \"I mixed pig and snake bone into his father's bone. Didn't expect it to suit him this well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed again, eyes shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My newest magical creature. What do you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur spread his hands as if presenting a masterpiece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's call it a Pig-Nosed Serpent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That did it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Snape finally cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the graveyard, Voldemort scrambled upright and rounded on Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this?\" he hissed. \"Wormtail!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew dropped to his knees, trembling. \"I—I don't know, my Lord!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort stared at him, disgust curling like smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point asking further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give me my wand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew, shaking, offered it with his remaining hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort snatched it and jabbed himself twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pig snout flattened into a more human shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His serpent lower body twisted, forced into legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was only a temporary solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Transfiguration patch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the spell faded, the truth would return—snout and tail and all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his \"appearance\" stabilized, Voldemort turned his cold attention back to Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold out your hand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one hopeful second, Pettigrew's face brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually thought—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Voldemort might restore what he'd sacrificed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Voldemort's voice cut like ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The other one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pettigrew's hope died in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't dare refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He extended his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort seized it and pressed his wand tip directly to the Dark Mark burned into Pettigrew's arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green light flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the graveyard, the clouds twisted into a massive Dark Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And one by one—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Figures Apparated into the circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Hogwarts, Karkaroff felt it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The summoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to resist—because he'd betrayed them once, selling names in a courtroom to save himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Voldemort's call wasn't something you simply refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who resisted suffered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karkaroff clutched his arm, screaming, face warped in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing there calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karkaroff's eyes went bloodshot with shock and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hissed at Snape, \"Why are you fine?! Why aren't you feeling anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying thought struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Dumbledore have been right all along?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Snape truly a spy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if he was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Mark was still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouldn't be untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Snape had a way to remove it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karkaroff's breathing turned frantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even wait for an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have a way, don't you?\" he pleaded, voice cracking. \"Help me! Quickly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advance Chapters Available on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FWhiteDevil7554\u003C\u002Fp>",1354,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.381Z",1,"novelbin.me","2ebf53ba4ec7864479adf12ea111ad0337ab5dcbccaf6e7feb52f6aa65aa79cc","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-248","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-246",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]