Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Before night fell, wizards who were above the third year returned to the castle from Hogsmeade.

Ron and Hermione brought Harry a lot of candies, while George, Fred, and Percy brought him some fun props to comfort Harry's fragile heart as much as possible.

All the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium covered with pumpkins, enjoying a sumptuous Halloween dinner, talking and laughing at the ghost show.

Harry looked up at Professor Lupine at the staff table from time to time, his eyes full of worry.

After struggling for a moment, he patted Aaron on the back, "Um... Has Professor Snape anything unusual recently?"

"Why are you asking this?" Aaron frowned slightly.

"Snape brought Professor Lupine a cup of potion today." Ron lowered his voice and said carefully, "And Professor Lupine drank it."

"so?"

"So they want to ask you if it is possible for Snape to poison Professor Lupine?" Hermione added with a somewhat unnatural expression, "You know that Professor Snape has been coveting the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts .”

puff!

Aaron almost squirts the half-drinked juice.

Good guy, fortunately I was trained, otherwise I would have laughed out loud.

"You guys can really think about it." Aaron looked at the three of them speechlessly, "Professor Snape is a little strict with you, but he's not that crazy!

Also, do you think Professor Lupine has no brains?Drinking potions passed by others for no reason? "

Hearing this, Harry was embarrassed for a moment, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and the faces of Hermione and Ron also lost a little solemnity.

After the dinner, the students of the four colleges left the auditorium one after another, preparing to go to bed.

But before they returned to the common room, the prefects brought Dumbledore's order: assemble in the auditorium.

"What happened?" Aaron asked Naylor with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't know, let's gather first!

A few of our prefects have to make sure you get back to the auditorium safely. "

Aaron hugged Abe and followed Naylor, thinking that Halloween at Hogwarts must be cursed.

The year before last, Quirrell released the troll. Last year, the basilisk launched an attack. This year, something happened again. It is probably not a trivial matter.

After all the students assembled, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium, not even the windows.

"The teachers and I need to conduct a full search of the castle." Dumbledore said, "For your own safety, you can only spend the night here tonight.

The prefect guards the entrance, and the male and female student union chairpersons are in charge of management. If there is any situation, report to me immediately. "

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore waved his wand, and hundreds of sleeping bags were neatly spread on the ground.

After he left, the students began to discuss.

Aaron walked up to the three of Harry, "Who can tell me what happened?"

"Sirius Black has sneaked into Hogwarts." Harry said anxiously, "He also attacked the fat lady who guarded the door of the Gryffindor common room. He must have come to look for me."

"But how did he get in?

There are hundreds of dementors guarding it outside! "

"Maybe it's apparition." Ron guessed, "It's a kind of magic that can teleport, you can go from one place to another in the blink of an eye."

"Impossible, Hogwarts has magical protection and cannot Apparate." Hermione said.

"That's weird, isn't there any secret passage in Hogwarts?"

"That's impossible, Aaron." Hermione shook her head. "Filch knows all the secret passages, and the entrances to those passages are strictly guarded by dementors."

"Shut up and turn off the lights at once," said Head Boy Percy Weasley loudly. "Now get into your sleeping bags and go to bed."

The entire auditorium immediately fell silent, all the candles were extinguished, only the enchanted ceiling exuded bright starlight.

Quite a few students were whispering, and Percy and Filch kept patrolling the auditorium, yelling at the students who were talking to sleep.

The professors searched the castle separately, but they found nothing everywhere they searched.

"He's really capable, what do you think?" Professor Snape asked after Dumbledore, "Single-handedly entered Hogwarts Castle without anyone noticing."

"It's really capable enough."

"How he got in, do you think?"

"I've thought about it a lot, but none of it is possible."

Snape paused for a moment, then continued, "You may recall that I expressed my concern when you appointed Professor Lupine before the new term..."

"No teacher in the castle will help Sirius Black sneak in." Dumbledore interrupted, his tone extremely affirmative.

As if hearing the warning, Snape didn't continue the topic, "I believe the castle is safe, but I still hope to send the students back to their respective houses.

What about Potter, do you want to warn him? "

"Perhaps, but let him sleep now!"

......

After listening to the conversation between the two, Aaron slowly opened his eyes.

Abe also stretched his head out of the sleeping bag, but before it could take a breath, it was pushed back by a big hand.

"There's an insider, Professor Lupine is very suspicious." Aaron thought to himself.

He felt that Snape's suspicion was not impossible. It was impossible for a murderer to sneak into Hogwarts guarded by dementors without anyone noticing, but it would be a different matter if someone in the castle cooperated.

Moreover, the previous two professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts have already proved what it means to 'know people, know faces, but not heart'. Professor Lupine's current performance is remarkable, but no one knows what he is thinking.

But none of this has anything to do with him. With his current peak magister strength, even if Sirius and Lupine are really in trouble, they won't pose any threat to him.

It's okay if he can't mess with himself, but if he does, he doesn't mind going to the Ministry of Magic to get a reward.

Order was restored at Hogwarts the next day after a careful search of the castle confirmed that Sirius Black had left.

However, Sirius still caused a lot of influence, and he almost became the only talking point in the school for the next few days.

His main target, Harry Potter, was also under strict protection. Professors, prefects, and the president of the student union would often accompany him on the road, for fear that a negligent Sirius Black would suddenly kill him.

......

On Friday, the sky was cloudy, and the rumbling thunder sounded from time to time.

This cast a thick layer of gloom on the minds of the Quidditch team, because the first match will start tomorrow, and if there is no accident, it may be played in a violent storm.

Draco was very excited, and even felt that the Slytherin team was favored by Merlin.

Marcus and Cedric had just finalized the matter of changing opponents, and the weather became so bad that tomorrow's game had to be watched live. He wanted to know how Harry Potter would catch the golden snitch in a thunderstorm .

When Defense Against the Dark Arts started, it was raining heavily outside, and Snape strode in, a window closing shut with every wave of his wand.

When he walked to the podium, all the windows were closed, and the impact of the wind and rain outside on the classroom was minimized.

"Turn the book to page 394." Professor Snape said expressionlessly.

"Excuse me, sir, where is Professor Lupine?" Harry Potter ventured to ask.

"It's not something you should worry about, right, Potter?" Professor Snape explained unhurriedly, "Your professor is currently in poor health and cannot come to teach."

Harry felt that Snape was perfunctory, lowered his head and flipped through the book helplessly.

"Wolfman?"

Aaron twitched his cheeks as he read the title of the last chapter.

Lying in a trough!Professor Snape must be too good at playing!

You, a Potions professor, are actually teaching students in Defense Against the Dark Arts how to deal with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

If Lupine knew, he would probably vomit blood in anger, but he couldn't blame him, and he had no reason to blame him, because Snape could be said to be concerned about the safety of the students.

"That's right." Snape took a deep look at Aaron, "We will learn how to deal with werewolves in this lesson."

"But professor, we just learned about the red hat, Kabbah and Grindylow." Hermione raised her hand and said, she seemed to appear in the classroom suddenly, without even taking out the book.

"I'd say you should have learned to deal with them in first grade.

In addition, Miss Granger, I need to remind you that this class is mine, and it is necessary to teach you how to recognize werewolves.

Now who's going to tell me the difference between an Animagus and a werewolf? "

Hermione raised her hand high, but Snape ignored it and looked the other way.

"Gaius, you answer it."

Aaron:  …

I don't seem to have raised my hand!

"Uh... the former has the right to choose, can turn into an animal according to his own ideas, and maintain his sanity and magic power.

But werewolves have no right to choose. They are no different from ordinary people at ordinary times, but on the night of the full moon, they will uncontrollably become irrational and bloodthirsty beasts.

At that time, except for the same kind, their six relatives did not recognize each other. "

"Very well, five for Slytherin.

So is there any way to keep werewolves sane on a full moon night? "

Hermione raised her right hand again, Professor Snape glanced at him disdainfully, and then continued, "Gaius, you answer."

The corners of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly, "Language Potion.

Served one week before the night of the full moon, you can keep your sanity even if you transform into a wolf. "

"Five more points for Slytherin."

"Who can tell me what to do when I encounter a werewolf in the wild?" Professor Snape looked at Hermione's raised right hand, and turned his face away impatiently, "Longbottom, you answer. "

"Me?" Neville stood up aggrieved with a sad face, "I should... run."

"That's all you have to do," Snape sneered, "but it may be the only way for you, if you can get away with it."

"Miss Granger, I think you are tired enough to raise your hands." Snape asked meaningfully, "If your friend or close relative turns into a werewolf, what should you do?"