Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said: "This involves a terrifying dark wizard in the fifteenth century, Ekrizdis, who is the earliest known inhabitant of Azkaban. The little-known island is blocked by hidden magic.

Although history has never lacked a dark wizard called "evil", the evil of Ekrizdis is rooted in the bones, which is essential for all existence. The thing does not have the slightest compassion, but he used cruel methods to create the species dementor."

Felix said in surprise: "Dementor was created by the wizard? It's like a five-legged monster?" He doesn't know at all, this is definitely the secret of Wizarding World.

"The five-legged monster is an accident, but dementor is not." Dumbledore shook his head. "When Ekrizdis died and the hidden magic failed, people discovered what he did, but dementor has become independent. There are only a dozen species at first, but they can breed and divide like fungi, and conventional incantion is almost ineffective."

Felix doubtfully said: "If this were the case, their numbers would have been overwhelming. Controlled, but in fact they are scarce and used by Ministry of Magic?"

Dumbledore explained: "Ministry of Magic and dementor are more of a cooperative relationship, and this creature seems to have a kind of magic The group consciousness, their number has always been maintained within a certain range, but as long as it is reduced to a certain level, they will split on their own. Perhaps this is also a way of reproduction?"

Felix almost understands the dementor The way of existence, he couldn't help asking: "Apart from Patronus Charm, what other incantion is effective? I mean, can kill dementor completely?"

"It's hard, Felix, it's hard." Dumbledore Said.

Felix still wanted to keep asking, but Dumbledore was obviously reluctant to talk more, and their conversation soon ended.

...

Early in the morning, the young wizards woke up from bed, ignorant of what happened a few hours ago.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting at the long Gryffindor table having breakfast, and a few owls flew in from time to time, and Hermione looked outside the auditorium with expectant eyes.

"Are you waiting for a letter?" Ron asked.

"Oh, I bought a book from Flourish & Blotts through the owl shed." Hermione said absentmindedly, "It looks like it won't arrive today."

Ron Seeing that Harry was a little depressed, he suggested: "When your training is over on the weekend, we can go to Hagrid as a guest. To be honest, the smaller Cerberus is very cute. I agree with Hagrid's aesthetic for the first time..."

Harry was also moved. He said excitedly, "It may be late, and Wood should train until dark."

Ron shrugged, "I hope Hagrid won't drive us out again." They wore Invisibility Cloak to visit him at night because they were worried that Hagrid would be expelled. As a result, Hagrid personally took them back to the castle and warned them that they could only find him during the day.

Hermione just wanted to make a comment, but Professor McGonagall suddenly walked into the auditorium and she said loudly, "Potter, come here!"

Harry put down his knife and fork in a daze, and he committed another crime. What's wrong, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and followed together.

"Weasley and Granger... it's okay if you are here." Professor McGonagall did not drive away the two who turned up without being invited. She looked at Harry with a serious expression: "Where is your looking glass? The Black one!"

Harry cautiously took out the pocket speculum from his pocket. It was lying quietly in his hand. Professor McGonagall was obviously sighed in relief.

"Did something happen, Professor?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"You shouldn't be hiding it from you, Potter," Professor McGonagall said, "I know you may be shocked, but I have to tell you, Black--"

"I know it all," Harry said angrily. "I know he is chasing me. This is the reason he escaped from Azkaban! I also know that he has a good relationship with my father, even his best man, he, he still— —" Harry couldn't continue. When he thought of the word godfather, he felt insulted, including his dead parents.

Professor McGonagall seemed very surprised, staring at him, "I understand, well, I thought--"

"Then you should understand why I let You must carry this speculum with you. It can protect you." She purse one's lip, "Earlier today, before dawn, the castle's speculum raised the alarm."

Harry stammered: "Yes, is it the speculum in my hand? But it's always in my pocket, nothing strange?"

Ron's face also showed a terrified expression , He clutched his pockets tightly and whispered: "Don’t move, Scabbers!"

Professor McGonagall clenched his fists repeatedly, seeming to hesitate to say it out. In order to keep it secret, only Felix, Dumbledore and the three of her knew that there were not one but three speculums, but it was no secret now.

Hermione on the side answered, "Professor McGonagall, I have seen it from Professor Haip. There are three same looking glasses. The other two should be placed elsewhere? I guess it’s the castle. At the door..."

Professor McGonagall sighed, "Well, Granger, just like you said... one at the front door and one at the back door."

Harry didn’t know. Is it grateful or disappointed to say: "So, he once wandered at the gate of the castle?"

"It should be," Professor McGonagall said: "The professors got up early and searched the castle urgently. But nothing was found. The portrait in the castle did not find strangers either, which means..."

"He knew that he was exposed and ran away early." Harry said.

"Yes, Potter." Professor McGonagall said, "Since you know everything, I believe you are mentally prepared, and some activities are not suitable—"

"Hogsmeade ——" Harry yelled, and his heart came to his throat all at once.

Hogsmeade is a village composed entirely of wizards. Young wizards above Third Year can visit here on specific days of each school year after obtaining permission from their parents or other guardians.

He was discussing this with Ron last night. He told Ron that he did not get Uncle Fernon's signature. Ron suggested that he try with Professor McGonagall.

Now it seems that it may be a waste of water.

Professor McGonagall glanced at him and said solemnly: "Of course you can’t go to Hogsmeade, I’m talking about Quiddich. To be honest, it’s too dangerous to let you train, even if there are other players. Black is not enough to deal with it alone."

"Professor McGonagall," Harry couldn't help but yelled, "What does this have to do with my training?"

"Of course it does. Black is now very likely to hide in Hogsmeade, or in the depths of the Forbidden Forest." Professor McGonagall said a bolt from the blue. "The Quiddich stadium is too far away from the castle. What really happened? We can't even save time."

"But, but..." Harry said blankly. He has already started this year's training for a week. Three times, Wood wild ambition told him that he wanted to win his second Quiddich Cup as his graduation gift.

Because of last year's victory, other players also appeared confident.

But now that the first round competition hasn’t started yet, will the trophies be in vain?

Harry suddenly thought of something. He said eagerly: "Professor McGonagall, if a professor looks at us, such as Madam Hooch..."

Professor McGonagall pouted and did not speak .

"Please..." Harry said pleadingly.

"Well," Professor McGonagall loosened his tone, "I will ask Madam Hooch to supervise your training. I will return to the castle immediately before dark, and I will pass when I have time."

She left in a hurry, because of the accident this morning, she has a lot of things to deal with.