[{"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-50":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},1496224,1944,"Chapter 50: The Belated Arrival of Arthur","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>Just as the two thought everything was over, Voldemort's remnant soul rose from the ashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He howled and lunged at Harry, trying to possess his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, that body already contained a fragment of Voldemort's soul—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was no room for another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort passed straight through Harry's chest, leaving him with a chilling, bone-deep cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that failed, Voldemort turned toward Hermione.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he approached, the bracelet on her wrist flared with white light, burning his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Arthur had crafted this bracelet, he had woven in hairs from near a unicorn's horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A unicorn's horn is its holiest part, and the hairs that grow around it carry purifying powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's soul, steeped in corruption and negative energy, could not withstand such holiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to approach Hermione was no different from courting death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh! Remember this—I will return!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wraith screamed and fled the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione slumped to the ground, too exhausted to care about the dirt, gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's face mirrored hers—relief at surviving against all odds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha—Hermione! We did it. We defeated Voldemort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes… unbelievable, really. Two first-years beating the Dark Lord himself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was thanks to you. You fought him for so long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, the key was your protective magic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Protective magic? Hermione, do you know what just happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. I think it was your mother's protection. Remember what my cousin said on the train?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your mother's magic shields you from harm, and even reflects it back on your enemies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry turned to the shattered Mirror of Erised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the broken shards, he glimpsed Lily's face, watching him with gentle love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Harry, Hermione—are you all right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron's voice rang from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I brought Dumbledore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two turned to see the headmaster standing beside Ron, his expression full of concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Children, are you unharmed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're fine, Professor,\" Hermione replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's good. From the looks of this room, a great battle was fought. Tell me what happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione gestured for Harry to speak; she just wanted a moment's peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Harry recounted everything they had seen and done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it wasn't Snape who tried to steal the Stone—it was Quirrell?\" Ron blurted before Harry could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Steal what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold, deadpan voice behind him froze Ron solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning stiffly, he saw Snape. His mouth opened, but no words came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape had heard the explosion and rushed here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was one of his patrol days—he had actually been hunting for Quirrell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Halloween, when he'd spotted Quirrell sneaking around the third floor, he'd been suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of catching him, he had arrived just in time to hear a blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the chamber, his gaze landing on Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Quirrell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry silently pointed to the pile of ash at Snape's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did Snape notice the heap of gray dust, with Quirrell's robes lying intact atop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All right, Severus. Let Harry finish,\" Dumbledore cut in, eyes twinkling. He clearly wanted the full story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry continued until the point where Voldemort's soul had fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Professor Dumbledore, Voldemort isn't dead. He's back.\" Harry's voice trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. But that is a burden for us adults to worry about. You, Harry, must rest now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled gently, trying to ease his fears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem. May I ask… what on earth happened here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another voice joined them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber's door opened again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and in walked their long-absent main character: Arthur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had logged out after obtaining the Mimic Tear's ashes in Nokron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At leisure now, he had planned to take Hermione out for a midnight snack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the locator charm he'd left on her showed her deep underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he followed it here—only to find the place crowded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cousin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight of him, Hermione scrambled up and dashed forward, throwing herself into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur hugged her, listening quietly as she chattered about everything that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone brimmed with both pride and relief—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pride that she had fought Voldemort and won, and relief that she had survived to tell her cousin about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Our Hermione is amazing.\" Arthur stroked her hair, praising her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't expected these three to clear the \"first-year dungeon\" behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he had armed Hermione well—otherwise things might have ended very differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was all thanks to your gear and potions,\" Hermione admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without them, she would have been dead long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Harry already told me. Remarkable items… perhaps you might let me examine them sometime?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore's curiosity finally broke through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The traces of magic in the chamber were unlike anything he recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suspected Arthur had inherited knowledge from some powerful sorcerer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry. Family craft. Not for outsiders.\" Arthur dismissed him coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth was, he just didn't care for Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't quite explain why—perhaps because he knew the old man was… fond of men?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't discriminate, but preferred to keep his distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Even if Miss Granger ends up responsible for the heavy costs of repairing Hogwarts' facilities?\" Dumbledore teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No problem. We're not short on money. Ron, bring Harry. We're going to rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur lifted Hermione into his arms and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the four leave, Dumbledore murmured,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What an interesting young wizard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, hearing this, sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shouldn't your attention be on your precious Savior? Why are you curious about another boy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Severus, are you worried about him?\" Dumbledore's tone was gentle but certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None of your damn business.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, uncharacteristically, swore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think his judgment of you was right—an old bee obsessed with sweets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that parting jab, he stalked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape hated this side of Dumbledore most of all: cryptic words, half-explained riddles, sudden changes of topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An old bee, hm? A fitting nickname. Ah, these young people—they never think to show kindness to the elderly. Leaving me to repair this place alone…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his earlier remark about Hermione paying for the damage had been a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Hogwarts—nothing a few Reparo charms couldn't fix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if one wasn't enough, then a few more would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore bore no ill will toward Arthur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was simply curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, seeing Arthur's extraordinary talent, he had worried the boy might follow Voldemort's path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, seeing Snape's unprompted concern for him, Dumbledore felt sure:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur would never become another Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Voldemort's return that troubled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, that was fine—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for he had already begun nurturing Harry.\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>",1072,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.103Z",1,"novelbin.me","da6faec91a57a1d5d8217155256d410f05bfdd268aca7937a63317b509c16bbd","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-51","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-49",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]