A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 257: Gradually clear

"I have a question," Felix interrupted, "Why didn't I get the alarm from the looking glass?"

The excited three people suddenly shut up, and the air was filled with an unspeakable silence. After a few seconds, Harry said in shame: "I forgot to bring it, professor, I changed into new clothes."

"It seems that the short-term peaceful life has made you lose your vigilance."

Felix said calmly, he didn't look angry, but Harry was more guilty, his face burning hot.

Dumbledore looked at the three of Harry: "So, because you forgot to bring the looking glass, you failed to discover Sirius Black in advance, what happened next, why did you identify him as the Anima?" Gus?"

Harry raised his head, "We came back from Hagrid, because of Buckbeak's case..." He paused, "When we passed near the Whomping Willow, a **** dog suddenly jumped out, he, He attacked Ron and tried to take him away."

Felix saw a gleam of doubt in Dumbledore's eyes, which happened to be what he himself didn't understand. Isn't Black chasing and killing Harry? Why did he give up the opportunity at his fingertips and attack Harry's companions instead?

Let Harry also experience the pain of losing his master? This doesn't make sense either.

"My mind was blank at the time, and I subconsciously used the Disarming Charm. The spell hit the **** dog and knocked him out. That's when—" Harry said with his eyes widened, "I saw The head of the **** dog flickered and turned into Black's face, I have seen his arrest warrant many times, and I will never admit it wrong."

"The **** dog rolled twice on the ground. Hagrid suddenly ran out of the room and yelled in our direction. Black turned and ran away."

Harry didn't say a word. At that time, the **** dog looked at him very strangely. It seemed a little resentful, but also relieved... Was he dazzled? How could he think so?

He continued: "Hagrid carried Ron to the school hospital, and then he left, saying that he was going to search the entire Forbidden Forest."

Sounds a bit like angry words... The Forbidden Forest is not just a small piece next to Hogwarts. The Forbidden Forest can accommodate acromanders, centaurs, unicorns, trolls, and werewolves at the same time, and it definitely cannot be described as small.

In fact, Hagrid's emotions were much more exaggerated than what Harry said. Seeing his furious appearance, it seemed that he was about to tear Black apart.

Dumbledore said softly: "I see." He closed his eyes and sat quietly aside, Flitwick couldn't help asking: "Felix, your looking glass can find Animagus Form?"

Felix nodded and said: "It is theoretically possible, because I targeted names, bloodlines and magic at the same time at the beginning of the design." He looked at Professor McGonagall with some hesitation, "Of course, I am not a Nimagus..."

"If this is the case..." Professor McGonagall thought about it and said, "It can indeed be found that the transformation of Animagus is not the same as the transformation of ordinary animals. Wizards retain their magical ability and human thinking ability."

"And it's still not clear what form Black was in when he tried to sneak into the castle last time. If it was an Animagus, it would be very telling, Albus—"

Dumbledore agreed, "I have the same opinion as you, Minerva. The question I was just thinking about was, why is Black staring at Mr. Weasley?" He looked at Ron, "is there a reason?" Is there any special reason?"

Ron said uneasily, "I, I don't know, sir. I don't have anything on me..." He looked down at himself, and suddenly realized, "Scattered is gone!"

"Is that your pet mouse?"

"That's right, it was still here just now. It may have been frightened and hid itself."

Felix glanced at Ron, he pulled out his wand, and quickly shouted: "Scattered!" However, there was no response, "Not around—"

Black's inexplicable attachment to Ron, the sudden discovery of Animagus, and if Ron is okay, what is the problem...

He looked at Dumbledore and said in a deep voice, "Principal, things may be different from what we thought."

Dumbledore did not make a judgment lightly: "There is someone who can tell us the answer... Minerva, is Remus still in his office?"

"It's always been there, he won't be having a good time these days." Professor McGonagall said vaguely.

Hermione said sharply, "Headmaster Dumbledore? You know that Professor Lupine is, is a—"

"Yes, I know." Dumbledore said, his tone seemed to stop there, "Remus has been in the office these days, dealing with some old problems, and he has no energy to focus on other things. But I need to talk to him in depth, he may provide some information that we don't know."

Dumbledore stood up, and his eyes fell on Harry from the high bridge of his nose, "For the next period of time, I hope you stay in the castle, don't go out, and carry a looking glass with you. "

The professors left. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other and were about to speak, but Madam Pomfrey walked in. She reapplied a layer of white ointment on Ron's wound, The pain made Ron grin his teeth, but soon, he felt less pain, and the wound was itchy.

"This child needs time to recover, so don't stay too long." Madam Pomfrey warned, she pursed her lips, and said with a stern expression: "Why do you always make yourself so messed up?"

Harry said darkly: "I also want to know the answer to this question."

When there were only the three of them left in the ward, the room was silent except for the sound of Ron breathing in intermittently. His wound was painful and itchy. It seemed that the entire healing process had been accelerated ten times.

Hermione suddenly said: "Harry, have you ever thought that Black's target has never been you?"

Harry wanted to open his mouth to refute, but he couldn't. He also felt this possibility, which made him a little ashamed, as if the preparations for a long time were a joke.

But what does it matter to Ron?

Hermione took out the beaded bag and took out the chestnut memory disk from it, "We can try to piece together the memory and combine what we saw."

A moment later——

"Look at this, isn't it obvious enough? Black's goal is very clear, which is Ron, but Ron... shouldn't be~ Black was still a baby when he was imprisoned."

Hermione was very tangled and said, "Is there anyone in your family who has a grudge against Black?"

"It's also possible that a dementor has screwed over his mind," said Ron sullenly.

"Do you still remember the information we overheard at the Three Broomsticks? Minister Fudge said that Black spoke in a very orderly manner, and even cared about him asking for newspapers. This doesn't seem like a crazy thing. What does it mean? Isn't there a rumor that the mysterious man has secretly contacted the dementors, and those cloaked monsters may look at his master's face and let him go."

"Ron, use your brain, it's going to rust," said Hermione angrily.

Harry thought of the key point, "The newspaper, you mean, he saw the newspaper... and escaped from prison a few days after that. The key is the newspaper, Ron, remember the letter you wrote to me during the holidays?" ? There is a newspaper clipping of your family winning the Daily Prophet's annual award."

Ron showed a surprised expression, "So Black saw the news that our family won the award, and suddenly became mad with jealousy, and came here specifically to kill me? God, it's only seven hundred Galleons in total! And it's almost gone... ..."

Then he said with disgust on his face: "Why does Fudge carry a newspaper with him, has his brain been crushed by Buckbeak?"

Hermione said: "It can't be this reason, Harry, I still can't figure it out now, but we need to find the newspapers at the time to see if there is any missing information."

Harry added: "And Professor Lupine, I bet he must know something, just look at Dumbledore's attitude."

Hermione looked a little hesitant, "Oh, Harry—I think it would be better for us to pay a visit after the professors confirm that there is no problem in two days..."

On the other side, Felix separated from Dumbledore halfway, and Dumbledore didn't want anyone to disturb his conversation with Lupine.

But for Felix, some clues are already in front of his eyes, and he just needs to reorganize the information at hand to find the most likely guesses.