Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 341 Hogwarts
The Thestral pulled the carriage, and with a slight flap of its wings, the carriage flew into the sky, heading towards the Hogwarts school looming in the dark forest in the distance.

"What happened just now, Harry, why are you in the Slytherin carriage?"

Tonks lowered his voice and asked, looking sideways at Harry Potter.

"Ah! Tonks, do you know what I found?!"

Harry Potter seemed to think of something, he exclaimed, his eyes flicked across Gao Feng, he suppressed his voice forcibly, but he still stared at Tonks with his eyes tightly pursed, his immature face became even brighter. It's tense and looks serious.

"Oh? What did you find?"

Tonks froze for a moment, then asked solemnly.

Now all wizards in the wizarding world know that Harry Potter has been targeted by Voldemort, and Voldemort will look for any opportunity to kill Harry Potter, so what Tonks said to Harry Potter, Have to pay special attention to it.

"It's Draco Malfoy, I think he's working for, for You-Know-Who, I found him in Diagon Alley sneaking up with his mother to Borgin Burke's Dark Arts shop, tinkering with a A cabinet that knows what it's for!"

"Malfoy?"

Tonks was stunned again, then shook his head with his mouth shut, and said sincerely: "Oh! Harry, I have to tell you that I have never seen a Death Eater under the age of 20, let alone one who is not yet an adult. , so... you must be thinking too much."

She had a slightly embarrassed expression on her face, but even if she didn't want to hurt Harry Potter, she had to tell the truth.

Harry Potter heard the words and wanted to refute, but he had nothing to say after he opened his mouth. After all, he was only suspicious without any actual evidence, but he was a resolute character, and he was even more persistent in things. He secretly made up his mind to find out evidence.

Looking at the silent Harry Potter, Tonks couldn't help sighing to himself, the kid's character was so stubborn, she almost didn't have to guess what Potter was thinking.

The carriage passed over the dark forest, constantly closing the distance to Hogwarts Castle.

"Whoever it is! Come down for inspection and registration!"

Shouts blessed by the 'loud voice' spell sounded from the ground, Gao Feng poked his head out and looked down, only to see a short figure standing at the gate, waving a magic wand with the fluorescent flashing spell.

Professor Phyllis Flitwick, Dean of Ravenclaw College of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor of Charms, short in stature, with part of the blood of goblins, is his most disgusting professor in the "false memory", none of them.

Gao Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't have any special emotions at all because of the 'false memory'. In fact, although the identity arranged by the World Travel System was reasonable, it was not him after all, and the 'false memory' was even more related to him. Being isolated by himself does not have the slightest influence on him, so he is actually still that outsider after all.

His mind turned, and the Thestral immediately deflected its bat wings. The divine power of death made him have a strange connection with the Thestral that transcended spiritual connection. At this moment, the Thestral was completely his vassal. The Pegasus conquered by the world of "Clash of the Gods" is even more profound.

"It's too slow, the other students may have arrived in the auditorium by now!"

the diminutive Professor Flitwick grumbled mercilessly.

"Sorry, Professor Flitwick, a little delay has occurred."

Harry Potter rubbed the bridge of his nose, which was sore from being beaten by Draco Malfoy, and apologized muffledly.

"What happened, Potter? Let me see if I can help you."

Professor Flitwick easily noticed Harry Potter's situation, and waved his wand silently, and then heard Harry Potter groan in pain, but the bridge of his nose was straightened, and Flitwick waved his wand backhand again , the same silent cleansing spell was cast, and Harry Potter, who was still slightly embarrassed, was immediately cleaned up.

"Thank you, Professor."

Harry Potter sincerely thanks.

"Hmph! Hurry up and go to the entrance ceremony, I want to hurry up too, otherwise... eh? Are you, Van Gogh?"

Flitwick snorted and waved his hands indifferently, but suddenly his eyes fell on Gao Feng, looking at him with a little hesitation, and finally called out his name.

"Long time no see, Professor Flitwick."

Gao Feng tilted his head politely and greeted him like this.

"Indeed, Van Gogh, but what happened back then is really not a good memory."

Flitwick sighed, adjusted his glasses and sighed: "At that time, I would never have guessed that you, who can't even cast the Levitation Curse, would become a famous Auror."

"That's not such a good reputation."

Tonks curled his lips and muttered something in a low voice.

"Okay, the last little wizard has entered the school, Aurors, please retreat."

Professor Flitwick ignored Tonks' muttering, and waved to the Aurors who were guarding here. Then the magic power surged, and with the raised wand swaying out, the iron fence-like gate was directly closed, and extended halfway. Transparent magic shield.

When they entered, Draco Malfoy was being checked by Filch, and Severus Snape, who did not want him to do so, was stopping Filch.

Harry Potter was sitting on the carriage, twisting his body and staring at Draco, but what he received was the resentful gaze on the other party's cold and pale face. If it weren't for what Harry Potter did in the Department of Mysteries, Lu Hughes Malfoy would still be a nobleman among wizards, but now, he was a terrifying Death Eater.

"Hold on tight!"

Gao Feng gave a warning, and drove the Thestrals straight out, heading towards the Hogwarts castle.

When they arrived at the castle, the opening ceremony had already begun, but the sorting ceremony for the new school year had already ended. The dirty and dusty sorting hat was speaking some words of encouragement on the square stool, which made the little wizards look bored and impatient .

Gao Feng raised his head and looked at the magic dome where dark clouds gathered. Even though it was far less magical and gorgeous than he remembered, it still seemed to have a heavy and low-pressure atmosphere.

He waved casually to Harry Potter, and then sat down with Tonks at the dining table specially prepared for the Aurors who came to defend Hogwarts. There were more than a dozen Aurors who were sent. At its peak, there were only fifty Auror teams, and sending these Aurors was enough to show how much they valued it.

"Hey! Prout, Savage, and Delis."

Nymphadora Tonks sat down and grabbed a piece of pot cake. After taking a bite, she casually greeted several of the Aurors, who either nodded gently or glanced coldly She glanced at them. Of course, most of them ignored them. After all, the Aurors present were all Tonks' seniors, so it was not rude at all.

But when Gao Feng sat down, the atmosphere suddenly became a little frozen. The deterrent power of the 'Blood Butcher' was obviously not only aimed at outsiders, even the Aurors couldn't ignore it completely.

On the other hand, Gao Feng seemed to be unaffected, he only focused on the rich food, and soon became immersed in it.

This welcome banquet was obviously not as lively as in the past. Even though all the young wizards from Hogwarts gathered here, and fresh blood from the first grade was introduced, this banquet was still filled with a strong depressive atmosphere, just like the scene of rolling dark clouds. Magic Dome.

The little wizards lowered their voices and whispered, making the banquet that should have been lively and noisy a bit dull. There was only one reason for all this, and that was Voldemort's return.

In fact, not only here, but the entire wizarding world is trembling because of the crazy and cruel Dark Lord, and the ravages of his minions have even spread to the Muggle world. Perhaps it is because of the current situation that the former Minister of Magic Cornelius Fo Ji Cai resolutely took the blame and resigned.

Albus Dumbley sat in the center of the teachers' chair, which highlighted his distinguished status. His age has become a mystery in the wizarding world, but you can tell from his white hair and beard that he is very old, but regardless of his Whether he is a hundred years old or 150 years old, he is a great white wizard that all wizards in the magic world either respect or fear. At this moment, he can give people confidence and courage just by sitting there.

Dumbledore took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips and beard. His squinted dark blue eyes cast a scrutinizing gaze. He scanned the dining tables of the four colleges, paused for a few seconds at the Auror dining table, and then straightened up.

As the principal of Hogwarts School, Dumbledore's actions certainly attracted the attention of most people. Professor Minerva McGonagall, deputy principal of Hogwarts School, dean of Gryffindor House, and professor of Transfiguration Always a supporter of Dumbledore, seeing this, he immediately made a subtle wink at the Gryffindor dining table. As the prefect, Hermione Granger immediately nodded in understanding and turned to the little boy next to her. The wizard said a few words and gradually became quiet.

“I hope you all enjoyed your dinner, because good food cannot be denied.”

Dumbledore stood on the podium with a big smile on his face, his arms outstretched as if to hug the room full.

"What happened to his hand?"

At the dining table at Gryffindor College, Hermione said with a sigh of relief.

She wasn't the only one who noticed this, she didn't stop eating, but Gao Feng also looked there at the moment, nodded slightly after taking a look, and let go of her thoughts, as long as nothing changed, then for him Best of all, even losing a powerful White Wizard to Voldemort.

"Nothing to worry about."

Dumbledore saw everyone's doubts, but he just smiled and used his gold-rimmed sleeve to cover his charred and dry right hand, which looked like a burnt log.

"Now, to welcome our new students, and of course the previous students, welcome back! You will receive a new school year of magic education!"

Dumbledore spoke cheerfully, not bothered by the comments at all.

"Mr. Filch, the gatekeeper, has asked me to issue a ban on the 'prohibition of carrying on your person any prank toys purchased from a shop called Weasley's Wizards and Wizardry'."

"Those who would like to join the house Quidditch team this academic year are kindly requested to present their names to the head of your house, as is the custom."

"We still need to seek a new commentator for the game. Those who are interested, please also report your name to the dean."

"This year, we are very honored to have a new teacher, Professor Slughorn!"

As Dumbledore raised his arm to point, everyone saw the bald Professor Slughorn, who was shining in the candlelight.

"Professor Slughorn is an old colleague of mine, and he has agreed to return to his post as teacher of pharmacy."

As soon as the words were finished, discussions erupted in the quiet auditorium, but everyone wondered if there was something wrong with their ears or misheard, and the little wizards of Slytherin House couldn't help it He kept looking at Professor Severus Snape, who was present at the teacher's bench. At this moment, he was as cold as usual, as cold as a poisonous snake.

That was their dean, who was also the former teacher of pharmacy, so now that there is a new professor of pharmacy, what should Dean Snape do?
Doubts were immediately resolved.

"on the other hand!"

Pointing to his throat, Dumbledore cast the 'Loud Voice' spell, drowning out the noise in the hall.

"Professor Snape will take up the position of a teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Maybe Professor Snape can dispel that rumor."

He looked at Snape jokingly.

Snape still had that indifferent look, he didn't even get up to salute, he just lazily raised his hand and waved it as a response to the warm applause from Slytherin House.

The cheerful expression on Dumbledore's face had faded, and his voice had deepened.

"As those of you in the Great Hall know, Voldemort and his followers have reunited and are growing in strength."

At this time, everyone who was talking about it just now was silent. Harry Potter glanced at Draco Malfoy at the Slytherin table, and the other party didn't seem to be looking at Dumbledore. Fiddled with a floating fork with his wand, as if Dumbledore's words didn't interest him.

"I can't say with certainty how dangerous our situation is at the moment, and I can't guarantee how careful and careful investigation is enough to ensure our safety. Even if the magic barrier in the castle was repaired and strengthened throughout the summer, many new measures were taken. , strong measures to protect the safety here, but we still need to take care of every student carefully so that they don't get into trouble because of carelessness."

Dumbledore's dark blue eyes scanned everyone, and he said solemnly and with dignity: "Therefore, I would like to urge everyone here to strictly abide by the disciplines provided by your teacher, no matter how annoying you think those rules are. Disgusted. Believe me, for the sake of your own safety and the safety of others, you will definitely abide by the discipline."

Speaking of which, I have exhausted all the instructions, Dumbledore smiled again, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, now your wound is ready, I guarantee that it will It is as warm and comfortable as you expected, now please rest well for tomorrow's class, let's say good night here."

(End of this chapter)