Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 134 A wonderful idea

Sometimes, for some people, the mouth under their nose seems to be illuminated.

And Peter Pettigrew might be even better.

Just thinking about it attracted the attention of a magical portrait.

Originally, the wizard, who was wearing a green silk robe, a red belt around his waist, and a Learypiper hood, was meditating on a game of wizard chess. But with just a glance, he saw the big rat standing upright with its hands on its waist.

This man's name is Brian Gagwild. As can be seen from the portrait, he is a fan of wizard chess. His other identity is a principal of Hogwarts in the 14th century.

If the Weasley twins were here, they would definitely call him their idol. Because Brian Gagwild was also a master of spells, and his book Jigglypoke and Hobblers (Tricks and Nonsense) was the first prank spell book in the history of magic. Encyclopedia.

"Such a big rat is rare. Is it the pet of some little wizard?"

Principal Geiger Wilder looked down at Mouse Spotted on the wall and twirled his beard thoughtfully.

"Something's wrong. No matter how smart it is, a mouse is just a mouse. It can't do such human actions unless it's a human."

The former headmaster of Hogwarts widened his eyes and looked at Peter Pettigrew carefully, and then he felt more and more that his guess was correct.

In the middle of the night, an "Animagus" wizard who could transform into a mouse slipped into the campus. If you had to ask the old principal what he thought...

"You don't look like a good person at first glance."

Moreover, it cannot be said that Reigaigwild is judging people by their appearance - although that is what he does - because in a sense, "Animagus" magic can indeed reflect the essence of a wizard.

The brave will become lions; the loyal will become hounds; the unfaithful may become doves...

Animagus is in the form of a mouse. Although it may be because the wizard looks too sinister, the most likely reason is that his personality tends to be a despicable and sinister villain.

In addition, Principal Gaige Wilder thought of his new "chess friend", that is, the great detective Sherlock, who is famous in both the wizarding and Muggle worlds. He specially requested them tonight to let them use these magic skills. Portraits Keep an eye out for unusual occurrences in the castle.

So, he naturally picked up the hand bell that was inside the portrait and placed next to the wizard's chessboard.

"Dingling bell~~~"

Not only that, Gagwild also shouted loudly: "An Animagus wizard broke into Hogwarts!"

His shouts echoed far down the silent corridor, alarming people upstairs and downstairs. Even if many of the characters in the magical portraits hanging on the walls had already rested, they were all howled out of their sleep.

"Shut up! Old man!" Peter Pettigrew was so frightened that he returned to his human form.

Immediately afterwards, he pounced on the portrait with bared teeth and claws, intending to literally tear Gaigwild's mouth into pieces.

But just as he did this, the knight who had been standing behind him suddenly came to life in full armor. It swung the ax in its hand, hooked Peter's arm, and then hit his head hard with the shield in its other hand.

Duang!

Without any surprise, with a sound like a watermelon exploding, Peter Pettigrew was knocked unconscious.

"Who is this person?"

"Is he always so brave?"

"Didn't anyone tell him that Principal Geiger Wilder knows kung fu?"

"What does this have to do with kung fu? Also, what does kongfu mean?"

"It's nothing, it's all right."

"..."

Some other characters in the magical portraits also ran over after hearing the noise. They crowded into the background of the picture near Principal Geiger Wilder, pointing at Peter Pettigrew who was lying on the ground with a big bulge on the back of his head. point.

While the discussion on these magical portraits was in full swing, two people came over, and Professor McGonagall came to this corridor with Quirrell.

"Headmaster Geiger Wilder," Professor McGonagall greeted the former headmaster, "This is the person who wants to attack you? An Animagus."

"That's right," the headmaster nodded and said, "Because only seven wizards have registered with the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic in the Ministry of Magic this century, including you, Minerva, so I think you must come and see it. Look at this guy.”

He had already found other magical portraits to send a message to Professor McGonagall.

"I really don't remember such a person. In other words, this person should be an illegal Animagus."

Professor McGonagall looked at Peter Pettigrew lying on the ground. Although he could not see his face, she could not compare his short stature and round body with the other six registered Animagus wizards in her memory. Number.

"This, this, this must be a criminal." Quirrell, standing behind Professor McGonagall, suddenly said.

Moreover, he spoke very categorically, assigning the identity of Peter Pettigrew in one fell swoop.

"He, he, he probably knew from somewhere that Principal Dumbledore was not at school today, so he sneaked in and wanted to... do something bad."

Quirrell almost said the words "stealing".

But when the words came to his mouth, he realized that it was a little too sure - it seemed like he knew something - so he stuttered and changed his words.

"This is indeed a possibility." Professor McGonagall glanced at Professor Quirrell and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, she waved her magic wand and used the "Levitation Spell" to make Peter Pettigrew, who was lying on the ground, turn over.

"Let's see who this guy is..."

But when she saw the fainted person's appearance clearly, the Hogwarts vice principal suddenly froze, and she quickly covered her slightly opened mouth with one palm.

"How could this happen? How could..."
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"It must be like this!"

Ron said categorically to Hermione: "Snape must have escaped from the Ministry of Magic overnight!

Moreover, the reason why he returned to Hogwarts immediately was because he wanted to come back and steal the Sorcerer's Stone! "

Just now, Harry and Ron "bribed" Burn's pet Khan left in the dormitory with a bag of dried fruits, so that the mixed-blood Niffler, who could legitimately enter the girls' dormitory, helped them bring a message to Granger.

Ron quickly recounted the story to the little witch, explaining that Harry saw Snape sneak into Hogwarts Castle with his own eyes.

Moreover, when he said the last sentence, he said three "certainly" in a row - the triple affirmation expressed strong affirmation. Hearing him say this, Hermione instantly believed the judgment they made.

"Then what should we do?" The little witch was a little undecided for a moment, "Otherwise, we should report to Professor McGonagall as soon as possible?" "No!"

Although Harry had remained silent before, he suddenly spoke up and rejected Hermione's idea.

"It's too late. Snape should have already entered the castle. Even if we go to find Professor McGonagall now, it doesn't matter whether we will be deducted as a night out if we run out of the common room in the middle of the night. Just talk about convincing McGonagall. The time Professor G needs may be enough for Snape to succeed."

"So, you seem to have some plans?" Hermione heard that there seemed to be something in Harry's words.

"Yes." Harry did not deny it. He nodded heavily, and then looked at his two good friends: "Let's steal the Sorcerer's Stone first, so Snape can't steal it!"

Hearing what Harry said, Hermione couldn't help but feel a little hesitant: "But Filch will step up patrols tonight! It would be terrible if he catches him. He won't listen to any explanation from us."

In order to support his best friend, Ron stood up at this time. From just now to now, he has been holding a shoe box in his hand.

"We've got this!" he said. "Harry got a super cool Christmas present for Christmas, and now he'll be able to use it!"
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"How can it still be like this!"

As the rain fell from the sky, the fire in the Forbidden Forest gradually extinguished.

Hagrid looked at Bourne standing next to the Poison Horned Beast and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

As an informal expert in magical animals (mainly because his hobby is a bit deviant in the eyes of many orthodox magical animal experts), this was the first time he heard that someone could calm a raging poison horn.

Faced with Hagrid's praise, Bourne just patted the poisonous horned beast's drooped head - it was now like a child who had realized that it had made a mistake, acting quite submissive, and its main character was a well-behaved - -Then he said disapprovingly: "It's actually nothing. I'm just better at persuading, and this time I succeeded by chance."

What he said was the truth.

In fact, at the beginning, he only wanted to use physical persuasion to force the poisonous horned beast to quiet down. But when he shouted those words at the giant beast with all his concentration, he himself immediately felt a little strange.

He felt as if his will was tilting something, producing an extremely obvious "sense of weight", as if his will had become an externalized substance.

It was through this special substance as a bridge that his will acted on the will of the wild poisonous horned beast, directly affecting it.

"That's how magic is. It's always full of surprising new discoveries. Whenever we feel that our existing knowledge system is complete, it won't take long before we encounter fascinating and new unknown magical knowledge."

With a clear chirp, a phoenix as bright as flames suddenly appeared next to Hagrid and Bourne.

The gray-haired Principal Dumbledore also appeared in this land that had just been ravaged by fire along with Fox.

"If I guess correctly, Bourne, you should have accidentally used a very clever Legilimency technique just now."

Dumbledore was wearing a gray wizard robe. He must have rushed here from somewhere in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to change into clothes suitable for his status as the headmaster of Hogwarts.

"I suggest you go talk to Severus, and your Grandpa Horace.

Although the little wizard can use Legilimency skills unintentionally, it is actually a rare talent. But if you cannot control this gift from God, it may cause you some troubles. "

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Seeing who the visitor was, Bourne and Hagrid greeted the old wizard respectively.

"Thank you for your advice. I will definitely consult those two about Legilimency, and I will also go to the library to look up information."

As he spoke, Bourne patted the poisonous horned beast's thick horn again.

And Hagrid couldn't help but ask: "Did you use a weather spell to summon this rain? Thank you for your action, otherwise the fire in the Forbidden Forest would have continued for a while."

"You guessed wrong this time."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Although I have indeed been back to Hogwarts Castle for several hours, I was busy with other things before, that is, I just entered the Forbidden Forest."

"How many hours have you been back?"

Bourne immediately caught the key words in Dumbledore's words.

With so many things happening today, the principal has no reason to stay out of it, nor can he hide in the office and eat the cockroaches.

So the question is, what on earth was Dumbledore busy with when he didn't show up for a few hours?

"Hogwarts is very lively tonight, and I think it may become more lively in a while. I went to Trelawney for a divination."

For Muggles, asking a magician for divination is a feudal superstition. But the wizard is different. Because there are real wizards with the innate ability to predict, these people can really see certain specific trends in the future.

"The result of the divination is a pity," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Trelawney said that I might be poisoned in a few years and die from the poison."

"How dare she talk such nonsense!"

Hagrid yelled in anger. He rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to run to settle accounts with Trelawney.

"Hagrid, don't be sad, don't be angry."

Dumbledore quickly spoke to comfort himself, the head fan.

“Everyone will die, and death is actually the beginning of another great adventure.

And speaking of adventure…”

As soon as he said this, Dumbledore looked at Bourne.

"...Nico told me about the adventure you and he had together over the Christmas holidays. He spoke very highly of you."

While speaking, Dumbledore also winked at Bourne.

"Of course, I don't approve of young wizards participating in dangerous adventure activities, and I even more disapprove of some young wizards taking the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts as an adventure target."

As he finished speaking, Fawkes suddenly appeared over Dumbledore's shoulder.

It whispered a few words to the old wizard, and then Bourne noticed that Principal Dumbledore's expression had gone through several changes - surprise, contempt, and a little bit of relief.

(End of this chapter)