The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

In the dead of night, Dumbledore was staying in his office, looking at the Forbidden Forest in the distance and thinking about something, a portrait said:

"You shouldn't trust a man who is controlled... Huh, Dumbledore, you will suffer a lot"

The voice is a bit arrogant and harsh

But Dumbledore didn't look back, he just took off his glasses and wiped them,

"Phineas, I have no choice, neither for Quirrell... nor for Harry"

"Perhaps you wouldn't have these things if you were more cruel!"

The portrait of another female principal opened her eyes and said mercilessly: "Although I have always hated this most unpopular principal, he is right sometimes."

The old man sighed, and slowly responded: "I can feel the unrest in his heart, we just give the students too little care..."

Suddenly the Forbidden Forest burst into flames, and Dumbledore was taken aback. If the sun hadn't risen from that direction, he would have thought he had stayed up all night

The orange-red fire light is more white, and the brightness of the color is constantly increasing.

"God, I hope the centaur tribe is not burned." He looked at the two figures running towards the castle below. It was Ron supporting Harry, and Dumbledore raised his arm, "Fox! I need you help~"

A group of flames appeared out of nowhere and turned into a bird. It stood on Dumbledore's arm. Each person and bird turned into flames, and then suddenly appeared in front of Harry.

Ron grabbed the straw, and talked about what happened in the Forbidden Forest with some fear and eagerness

"We were in the Forbidden Forest...the unicorn was badly injured...Hagrid and Cyrus...assaulted..."

The pain on Harry's forehead eased a lot, but he still gripped his wand tightly.

At this time, Hagrid walked over carrying the unicorn with difficulty, and he stood in front of Dumbledore looking a little decadent

"Professor Dumbledore, I... I messed up, and this unicorn was also attacked." He looked at the dying unicorn on the ground, very angry, "Who would hurt the unicorn? Take its blood even at the risk of being cursed!"

Dumbledore bent down, gently stroking the creature's silver-white mane, feeling its increasingly gentle breathing, and felt around the wound with his fingers, finding some teeth marks

"Hagrid, it's okay, I'm already here." He whispered to Fox a few times, "Fox, this unicorn has been seriously injured, I need to borrow your tears"

Harry looked at the bird with some surprise, and saw it jumping from Dumbledore's shoulder to the unicorn, feeling the life force of the pure creature in front of him, it raised its head and neighed

Then lowered his head close to the unicorn's wound

Harry could see clearly that it was a tear. This tear flowed from the bird's eye and dripped on the wound. Black smoke rose from the continuously bleeding wound.

The opening of the rift is also gradually healing.

"Fox's tears have a very good healing effect." Dumbledore took Fox and said to Hagrid, "It is temporarily out of danger at this time, you can..."

The old man stroked Fox's red feathers, looked around and frowned, "Where are Cyrus and Hermione?"

"Professor, they are still fighting in the Forbidden Forest, they are covering us..." Harry was a little ashamed, but Dumbledore just patted his head,

"It's okay, Harry, you've tried your best... Hagrid, take the unicorn and Harry back to the castle" The old man looked at the flames that were still spreading in the distance, and he seemed to hear some voices "I'm going save them"

With the help of Fox, Dumbledore came to the front of the fire curtain in an instant. He was a little surprised, and he didn't even believe that this was what Cyrus and Hermione did:

The temperature of the flame turned the ground into scorched earth, and some sand was burned into crystals because of being in the flame for too long; Smaug's dragon's breath was like a combustion aid, making the fire burn more violently; Animals and plants were not spared, and creeks and swamps in a small area were also burned dry.

"It's amazing...It seems that they have grasped some small essence" Dumbledore muttered to himself, took out his wand, and opened a hole in the barrier in front of him like a musician conducting an orchestra

Forms an arched door made of flames.

Dumbledore calmed down, feeling the elf-like voice in it, which was beyond his expectation.

"partistemporus (Vulcan clears the way)~~"

This is his little knowledge of runes. The surrounding flames parted in front of him, forming a passage leading directly to Hermione in the open space.

The change of the flame caught her attention. Hermione held Cyrus in one hand, and pointed the wand in her right hand towards the passage; Smaug also stopped breathing fire, and stared at the person in front of her with erect dragon pupils

While the flame was forming a channel, it also turned into fire waves from the top and returned to Dumbledore's wand. When Dumbledore walked in front of them, all the surrounding flames had dissipated.

It's Dumbledore...

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the dragon again, while Smaug's wings covered Cyrus, watching with menace and vigilance

She stroked Smaug's head to relax, but it didn't help

Dumbledore looked at Hermione and Cyrus and nodded with some relief, but he was also a little tired. What is this?Dragon?Or a Norwegian Ridgeback!

When did such a big fire dragon exist in the Forbidden Forest?He realized that he was probably backstabbed by Hagrid...

"It's okay, kid." Dumbledore's voice gradually eased Hermione's fear, tension, anger and other emotions. What happened tonight was still too heavy for a 12-year-old little witch.

"There... the person who attacked us was beaten by Cyrus under that tree." Hermione didn't cry in front of the elders like a girl, but tried to calm down as much as possible and narrated the process to the professor. And pointed to the charcoal stick on the opposite side,

Then he took out his handkerchief and wiped Cyrus's dirty face.

According to the guidance, Dumbledore came to the carbon stick that was barely called a 'tree', clicked his tongue secretly, and made up his mind not to let the two go astray,

Pulled out the wand: "homenumrevelio" but unfortunately there was no trace, probably escaped directly, and there was no one in the charred ashes

"professor..."

"Probably ran away after seeing your momentum." Dumbledore shook his head, but when he thought about it, it was a little funny, but it really seemed like that person could do it, "Let's go, you should go to Ponte with Hagrid." Mrs. Frey, take a look."

There was a dragon roar, it was Smaug, and Hermione sat on it holding Cyrus, who had fainted from exhaustion of magic power, and directed the fire dragon to follow Professor Dumbledore.

At the castle gate, Dumbledore looked at Smaug and nodded to Hermione to go in, don't worry

"Don't worry, I will handle it properly." He smiled kindly at Hermione, he watched Hermione dragging Cyrus by the waist and thighs, and walked back, lamenting that he was really old

These were the two students he felt a little affectionate to besides Harry, maybe it was the fun things that always reminded him of his youth?I guess so.

Dumbledore didn't intend to send the dragon away. In fact, if the dragon was only kept by Hagrid, he might find someone to send it away; but when he saw that Smaug could let Cyrus and Hermione ride When I was in the body, a little change happened in my heart

A haughty dragon that can sit on humans?The legend of Merlin dare not write like this...

But if the Forbidden Forest really had a Charmander...maybe...probably...not bad?He thought about it, and glanced at the fire dragon imprisoned by him.

And Smaug was a little impatient, and wanted to break free from Dumbledore's shackles, and it also wanted to follow in. Smaug didn't have the slightest sense of nervousness about dying tonight, but felt very excited

Having a good time, it wanted to sleep with Cyrus, but was stopped by the smelly old man beside him, so it could only breathe fire indiscriminately

"Relax...Relax~ Your Cyrus will wake up tomorrow" He folded his hands behind his back and looked at the Forbidden Forest

The darkness stopped before the lights of Hogwarts Castle. The old man stood upright at the gate, squinting his eyes slightly, thinking about complicated things

A piece of the Forbidden Forest was burned down suddenly, and a fire dragon appeared for no apparent reason, alas...

Forget it, compared to these, the most important thing is to quickly find an heir.