A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said: "This involves a terrifying dark wizard in the fifteenth century, Extis. He is the earliest known inhabitant of Azkaban. At that time, it was just an unknown inhabitant on the North Sea. The island is blocked by occult magic.

Although there has never been a lack of black wizards called'evil' in history, Extis's evil is rooted in his bones. He has no mercy for all living things. He used cruel methods to create a photo. This species of ghosts. "

Felix said in surprise: "The dementor was created by a wizard? It's like a five-legged monster?" He didn't know at all, this was definitely the secret of the wizarding world.

"The five-legged monster is an accidental product, but the dementor is not." Dumbledore shook his head. "When Existes died and the concealment magic failed, people discovered what he was doing, but the dementor has become As an independent species, there were only a dozen at first, but they can breed and divide like fungi, and conventional spells are almost ineffective."

Felix said puzzledly: "If this were the case, their numbers would have become uncontrollable, but in fact they are scarce and used by the Ministry of Magic?"

Dumbledore explained: "The Ministry of Magic and the Dementors are more cooperative, and this kind of creature seems to have a magical group consciousness. Their number is always maintained within a certain range, but as long as it is reduced to a certain level, They will split on their own, maybe this is also a way of reproduction?"

Felix almost understood the way the dementors exist, and he couldn't help asking: "Apart from the Patronus curse, what other spells are effective? I mean, can kill the dementors completely?"

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

Felix wanted to continue to question, but Dumbledore was obviously reluctant to talk more, and their conversation soon ended.

...

In the morning, the little wizards woke up from their beds, ignorant of what happened a few hours ago.

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

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

"Oh, I bought a book from Lihen Bookstore through the Owl Shack." Hermione said absently, "It seems that it won't arrive today."

Ron saw that Harry was a little depressed and suggested: "We can go to Hagrid as a guest after your training is over on the weekend. To be honest, the three-headed dog after getting smaller is very cute. For the first time, I agree with Hagrid’s aesthetic... …"

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

Ron shrugged, "I hope Hagrid won't drive us out again." At the beginning of school, because they were worried that Hagrid would be expelled, they went to visit him in invisible cloak at night, but Hagrid personally escorted them back to the castle. Inside, and warned them that they can only go to him during the day.

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

Harry put down the knife and fork blankly. Did he make any mistakes? Ron and Hermione looked at each other and followed together.

"Weasley and Granger... it's okay if you are here." Professor McGonagall didn't drive away the uninvited two. She looked at Harry with a serious expression: "Where's your looking glass? That one!"

Harry carefully took out the pocket speculum from his pocket. It was lying quietly in his hand, and Professor McGonagall was visibly relieved.

"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," said Harry 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 say anymore. When he thought of the word godfather, he felt that he was insulted, including his dead parents.

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

"Then you should understand why I made you have to carry this speculum with you. It can protect you." She pursed her lips. "Earlier today, before dawn, the castle's speculum was launched. The alert."

Harry stammered, "Yes, is it the sight glass in my hand? But it's always in my pocket, isn't it a bit strange?"

Ron's face also showed an undecided expression, he slammed his pockets tightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, Scattered!"

Professor McGonagall clenched his fists repeatedly, seeming to hesitate to say it out. In order to keep it secret, only Felix, Dumbledore and her knew that the sight glass was not one but three, but now this is no secret Up.

Hermione on the side answered, "Professor McGonagall, I have seen from Professor Haipu, there are three of the same sight glass, and the other two should be placed elsewhere? I guess it is the gate of the castle..."

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

Harry didn't know whether he was rejoicing or disappointed and said, "So, he used to wander in front of the castle?"

"It should be so," said Professor McGonagall. "The professors all got up early and searched the castle urgently, but found nothing. The portraits in the castle did not find strangers, which shows..."

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

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

"Hogsmeade—" Harry yelled, and his heart came up to his throat.

Hogsmeade is a village composed entirely of wizards. After obtaining permission from their parents or other guardians, young wizards above the third grade can come here to play on specific days of each school year.

He was discussing this with Ron last night. He told Ron that he hadn't got 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 with a serious expression: "Of course you can't go to Hogsmeade. I'm talking about Quidditch. To be honest, it is too dangerous to let you train, even if there are other players. Black dealt with it alone."

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

"Of course it does matter. Black is very likely to be hiding in Hogsmeade, or in the depths of the Forbidden Forest." Professor McGonagall said a bolt from the blue. "The Quidditch Stadium is too far away from the castle~www.novelmt.com~ Something really happened, we can't even save time."

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

The other players also seemed confident because of their victory last year.

But now that the first game hasn’t started, will the trophy be in vain?

Harry suddenly thought of something. He said eagerly: "Professor McGonagall, if there are professors looking at us, such as Mrs. Hooch..."

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Please..." Harry said imploringly.

"Well," Professor McGonagall loosened his tone, "I will ask Mrs. 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 this morning's accident, she had a lot of things to deal with.