Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

At night, ancient runes office.

The golden fog condenses into realistic humanoid images, drifting one by one in front of Felix. Sniffing Wallen standing on the small square table, reaching out for the shadow of golden.

"Igor Karkaroff, the former Death Eater, Voldemort's betrayer. Suspicious point: sneaked into the hall and had separate contact with Goblet of Fire-less suspicion;"

"Ludo Bagman, once accused of helping Death Eater pass information. Suspicious: expresses a strong welcome to Harry as a champion-suspected, but no time to commit the crime;"

For a period of time, Goblet of Fire was in Dumbledore's hands. If something goes wrong, it won't go undetected.

“Stinchcombe · Crouch, once served as the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, has a tough style, and was implicated in Death Eater’s son and transferred from the core position. Suspicious: his wife and son have passed away because of this incident, and their future Destroyed, do not rule out the possibility of extreme; plus physical weakness, conflict with Fudge during the World Cup-suspected, but no time to commit the crime, with Bagman;"

"Olim Madam Maxime, suspected Half-giant, during the war years, the giant race was once a hard-core supporter of Voldemort. Suspicious part: not found yet."

"Incomplete information about Vagado, Ifamoni, and students from various schools. Can't judge..."

Felix thought silently, until finally, when a silhouette with fake eyes and a scar face appeared, he waved his hand to let the golden mist dissipate.

"Regardless of who the hands and feet are, one, or a group, their goal is Harry, and they want Harry to die. But, will it be too troublesome, maybe there is a deeper intention ......"

"And is Voldemort resurrected now? Does he want to use Harry as his first sacrifice after resurrection? A return of the dead is staged? If he is resurrected but does not show up, It’s only possible to recruit the old ministry secretly. With Dumbledore’s intelligence network, you should be able to find clues... Fortunately, I’m not bad. It’s time to write a letter to a few old friends."

He glanced at it. Glancing at the improved version of Marauder's Map, staying on Moody's name for a while, put it away. "I have to take time to include the four magic schools."

He came back to his senses and saw Sniffer Valen staring at him. He laughed, sniffing long There were two pats on the beak.

Before going to bed, he thought about it carefully, and seemed to have forgotten something... "Oh, yes," he waved his hand to make the fireplace ignite the dark green flames, Felix whispered whispered: " Don't blame me for blocking your fireplace, disturbing me six or seven times a day, no one can stand it."

The next morning.

Harry opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled when he saw Ron's appearance-he seemed to have not slept all night, and the shadow under his eyes was deeper than Mr. Crouch's.

"The cat is looking for you." Ron said hoarsely, "I have been scratching the door, I put it in."

Harry opened the curtain of the four-poster bed. , Seeing Crookshanks squatting on the cabinet next to the bed, the squashed cat face was staring at him intently, his tail swept aimlessly, breaking up the stack of magic text cards.

"Anything, Crookshanks?" he asked.

On the cabinet, the ginger yellow cat stretched out a paw, pointed outside, let out a oozing howl, and the sleeping Seamus turned over.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in blank dismay, Harry tentatively asked: "Do you want me to go outside? Is...Hermione has something to find me?"

Crookshanks Those yellow eyes showed approving glances.

So Harry changed into his pajamas, and while he was putting on his clothes, he took a moment to look out the window. It was pitch black outside. It was probably only four or five o'clock. He couldn't help but yawn.

He went to bed very late yesterday, and was called up early today, and didn't sleep for a few hours at all.

In the common room, Harry and Ron saw Hermione sneakily waiting outside. She covered herself tightly and wrapped her head with a scarf that looked like a Beauxbatons student.

The last time Harry saw a similar outfit, it was because Hermione mistakenly served Polyjuice Potion with cat fur. In the rest of the recovery period, with the partial transfiguration of the human body to cover up the fluff on the face, it is said that this magic spell is used by Vampire to hide their fangs.

"Hermione, what's the matter... And Ron, I wanted to ask for a long time, did you guys stay up all night?"

"I can't sleep—oh my , Don't ask first, Sirius is here." Hermione said hurriedly, her voice strange, like a candy in her mouth.

"Who?" Harry woke up suddenly.

Outside the door of the Gryffindor common room, Sirius was chatting with the portrait of the fat lady. The fat lady Tan Xing Zhengnong, she recites her lines in a deliberately lowered theatrical aria--

"The little boy with blood nose and swollen face--returns in the night--the hard work in the dark. ——Ah~Fearless champion——"

Sirius frowned, feeling more irritable. What is this singing!

"Can't you just let me in?" he asked unwillingly for the fifth time.

"Oh, no." The fat lady stopped and said solemnly: "I have professional ethics. You are neither a student nor a professor. You have a password and you are not allowed to enter..."

The door opened from the inside, her portrait was turned aside, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out.

"Sirius, why are you here? Hermione told me that I still don't believe it!" Harry asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, if such a big thing happened, how could I be able to sit still? You should inform me immediately that the two-way mirror is used at this time." Sirius said grimly, and he looked towards Harry behind him The two of them, "So, the three-person squad is officially recognized? Have you figured out a name for your combination?"

Ron glanced at him and said nothing.

Harry glared at the unobstructed godfather, Sirius immediately raised his hand and surrendered, "Well, unintentional loss-you should know what I am feeling now."

" Professor Haip told you, Mr. Black?" Hermione asked sharply, still in that strange way of speaking, and Harry gave her a weird look. .

"Call me Sirius-yeah, the books in the old house are useful." Sirius said happily, and he hugged Harry. "Let's find an empty classroom and have a good chat. , You guys come over too, anyway, it's like locusts tied to one rope now..."

"I hate this kind of saying." Harry mumbled said.

Sirius grinned and reached out and rubbed Harry's messy hair.

They found an empty classroom, and they each shared what they knew. Harry learned more useful information. For example, when Karkaroff was Death Eater, he was caught by Moody. However, by confessing a list of Death Eater, he escaped the punishment of the Ministry of Magic. After more than ten years, he changed and became the headmaster of Durmstrang.

"We finally know why Karkaroff is so jealous and hates Professor Moody." Harry said, he looked at Ron, they had discussed this topic before, and Ron absently complied.

When Harry mentioned that the first task was related to Dragon, Sirius stood up and walked back and forth in the empty classroom.

"How can I let you deal with this thing!" he yelled.

Harry must admit that, apart from a conversation between him and Sirius when he saw the Dragon magic light at the light show, he has not seriously considered how to face a dragon. Last night he was more worried about the possibility that Hogwarts might not get the trophy, and also worried about the coldness they might have suffered. However, he did not think about how to pick up in the claws and flames of Dragon in the public. Return a small life.

“Perhaps more than one.” Sirius said, “Don’t forget, you are competing in groups, and the difficulty is definitely higher than before—of course, I’m not talking about your level of difficulty, but It was the level of those champions."

Harry noticed that Ron began to shake rhythmically again. He plucked up the courage and said: "We are not much worse. Hermione defeated a student of Ifamoni-the one named Victor. He was the first champion to be singled out. Normally, the more he meets the requirements, the better. To be selected first, isn't it?"

Sirius looked towards Hermione, Hermione wrapped her head so that she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I, uh, I..." she stammered through the scarf.

"It seems that none of you are ready yet." Sirius pointed out sharply.

Harry opened his mouth and found helplessly that what Godfather said was right, and none of them were ready. He couldn't help thinking, would other champions, such as Cedric, be too worried to sleep? Or are you excited about hearing Dragon’s news?

In order to make his mentality look more positive, he asked: "How do we defeat a dragon?"

"Defeat a dragon?" Sirius repeated.

"Yes...we talked about it last time, didn't we? At the Quiddich World Cup light show," Harry said in a relaxed tone, "You said you can use Conjunctivitis Curse, a good way. Maybe we can use this incantion, but it’s better to aim more accurately..."

Sirius stared at him and said, "Your tone is not like you can burn to ashes with a single breath. It’s a 5X-level dangerous creature, but a sniffing creature. In your impression, is it just that the result of the failure is to lose the coins in your pocket?"

"burn to ashes?" Ron trembled Said loudly.

"Yes, the fire emitted by Dragon is not ordinary. Shield Charm may not be able to prevent it, and as long as the tail comes down, you can smash your magic shield into flesh... if There is no good way, your wand is not more useful than toothpicks."

……

On the dinning table in the auditorium, Sirius and Harry had breakfast together, and none of them was anything. In liking, apart from having to consider Dragon’s problem, there are also strange eyes and pointing fingers when facing other people.

"Ignore them, they will only say something sour." Sirius said, "If you really can't swallow this breath, I suggest you find a fight with the least eye-catching one."

Hermione glared at him. When she was eating, she finally took off her headscarf, and they could see that there was an extra blister on her mouth.

"I thought you were the most calm of the three, didn't expect..." Sirius looked at her and said.

"It has nothing to do with the calmness of the town, I'm just worried...Ouch!" Hermione covered her mouth, and she would never speak loudly anymore.

"You better go to the school hospital." Harry said.

Hermione hummed twice.

...

"There is nothing to worry about." Felix said, and in front of him stood the six champions of Hogwarts.

In the evening of the same day, he gathered six people in classroom 7 for targeted guidance.

"Since you are tied together, it is definitely not for losing. Thinking about it carefully, you have a lot of advantages."

"Advantages?"

Felix waved wand, the silver white smoke behind him gathered towards them, and soon became invisible. They have been in classroom 7 these days, and they are not unfamiliar with the changes now.

They waited quietly. After a short while, the mist in front of them dissipated a little bit. They found themselves standing on a hillside with soft brown soil under their feet. The thick fog farther away has not yet cleared, and emerald green peaks and black rock walls can be vaguely seen, and they find themselves in the mountains.

A black shadow skimmed over their heads low and flew into the depths of the dense fog.

"Where is this?"

Collins Foley pursed his lips and asked. One of their students who participated in the selection recognized that, except for Professor Haip's ugly creatures that are unfathomable mystery, most of the remaining scenes are close to reality and have traces to follow.

She squatted down, plunged her hand into the soft soil, and grabbed a handful of grass blades. This feeling was very real.

"Romania Dragon Reserve." Felix whispered, "Thank you Mr. Bagman, for inadvertently leaking secrets, I have no worries. I hope he will not be questioned by his superiors when he returns."

Hermione was the first to ask: "So the projects we are going to challenge, those Dragons are from the Dragon Reserve?"

"Yes," Felix said, "I'm protecting After staying in the district for several days, I have a certain understanding of the various types of Dragon...This is your first advantage."

Six people swayed, Harry lifts the head and looked all around. Looking at it, huge dragons slid across the sky.

"I seem to hear someone's voice?" Cedric said hesitantly.

"Let’s go down and take a look." Felix said with a smile. They walked down the hill and saw a group of people fighting against a wounded Romanian Horned Dragon, with a big hole in half of its wings, bloody , But it was still very cautious, the dark green scales on its neck expanded outward, like small green shields inserted, and the long golden horns were always aimed at the person it thought was the most threatening.

"Be careful, it's going to breathe fire—Charlie, use Stunning Spell!" a wizard shouted.

Ron's eyes widened suddenly, pointing at someone and shouting: "That's Charlie, my big brother! He's in Romania! Oh my goodness!" He watched Charlie lead the hair to give orders, seven or eight people Reading Stunning Spell together, after a series of dense and dazzling red light, Dragon's tall body hit the ground heavily.

They felt the ground under their feet tremble and swallowed together.

Felix said to the side: "You can take a closer look." While speaking, the time in this area seems to be frozen, Dragon and dragon trainers are motionless. They walked closer and looked at the Dragon that was overturned on the ground up close. They couldn't help but slap their tongues. It was too big, at least six or seven out of them, Cedric and Roger Davis, the tallest of them. Times.

The only consolation is that the tail of this dragon occupies one third body length.

"The long Horned Dragon likes to use the horns to kill the prey before it is cooked, and then drag it back into the nest with its paws, occasionally skewered with the horns, or curl the prey with its tail." Felix said.

Harry looked at the two golden-bright and dazzling horns above Dragon. He had no doubt that they could pierce all the prey in his sight. He imagined the picture of himself hanging on it. Can't help being grinned.

Six people followed Professor Haip forward with full of heart, and unconsciously came to a camp where there were more people, and they all turned a blind eye to them. Felix introduced on the side: "This is the scene I saw when I came for the first time. Behind the camp is a paddock surrounded by fireproof materials. There are a few dragons in it. I have dealt with them, and one of them is particularly interesting. …"

"Professor Haip, are we just looking at it?" Cedric asked, "I mean, you should want us to fight Dragon and increase experience?"

"That is the last step." Felix said, "First of all, to dispel your fear of dragons, what is the best way to dispel your fear? You should all have a little bit of it...

You have to understand them first. Headmaster Dumbledore found a teacher for you, and his knowledge of Dragon is much richer than mine."

while speaking, the curtain of a tent in front of them opened, Two identical old men came out from the inside.

"Mr. Scamander, what do you think?" Felix asked politely.

"Interesting, very interesting... it's eye-opening." The two old men said in unison, they looked at each other and smiled.