A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 385: Advantage

At night, the ancient rune office.

The golden mist condensed into realistic human figures, drifting in front of Felix one by one. Sniffing Varun stood on the small square table, reaching out to catch the golden shadow.

"Igor Karkaroff, former Death Eater, Voldemort's betrayer. Suspiciousness: Sneaking into the hall, and having contact with the Goblet of Fire alone is less suspected;"

"Ludo Bagman, was accused of helping the Death Eaters pass on information. Suspiciousness: Suspected of expressing a strong welcome to Harry as a warrior, but there is no time to commit the crime;"

For a long period of time, the Goblet of Fire has been in Dumbledore's hands. If there is a problem, it will not go unnoticed.

"Barty Crouch, who once served as the director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, had a tough style and was transferred from the core position by the death eater's son. Suspiciousness: his wife and son died one after another because of this incident, and his future was destroyed , does not rule out the possibility of going to extremes; in addition to his physical weakness, he is suspected of clashing with Fudge during the World Cup, but he has no time to commit the crime, just like Bagman;”

"Mrs. Olim Maxim, a suspected half-blood giant. During the war years, the giant family was a die-hard supporter of Voldemort. Suspiciousness: not found yet."

"Wagadou, Ilvermorni, and the students of each school have insufficient information, so it is impossible to judge..."

Felix thought silently until finally, when a figure with fake eyes and scars appeared, he waved his hand to let the golden mist disperse.

"No matter who is doing the tricks, whether it is one person or a group, their target is Harry, and they want Harry to die. But, will it be too troublesome, maybe there is a deeper intention... "

"And is Voldemort resurrected now? Did he want to use Harry as the first sacrifice after his resurrection? Staged a return of the dead? If he was resurrected but did not show up, it could only be a secret recruitment The old department, with Dumbledore's intelligence network, should be able to find clues... Fortunately, I am not bad, it is time to write a letter to some old friends."

He glanced at the improved Marauder's Map, paused for a moment on Moody's name, and put it away. "I have to find time to include the residences of the four magic schools."

He came back to his senses and saw that Xixiu Valen was staring at him, he smiled, and lightly patted Xixiu's long beak twice.

Before going to bed, he thought about it carefully, and seemed to have forgotten something... "Oh, yes," he waved his hand, and lit the fireplace with a green flame, and Felix murmured softly, "Don't Blame me for blocking your fireplace, disturbing me six or seven times a day, no one can bear it.”

The next morning.

Harry opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled when he saw Ron's appearance. He seemed to have not slept all night, and the shadows under his eyes were even darker than Mr. Crouch's.

"The cat was looking for you," said Ron hoarsely. "It's been scratching the door, and I let it in."

Harry lifted the curtains of the four-poster bed and saw Crookshanks squatting on the bedside cabinet, the squashed cat face staring at him intently, its tail flicking aimlessly. Then, break up a stack of rune cards.

"Is something wrong, Crookshanks?" he asked.

On the cabinet, the **** cat stretched out a paw, pointed to the outside, let out a piercing howl, and Seamus, who was sleeping soundly beside him, turned over.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Harry asked tentatively, "You want me to go outside? Is... Hermione needs me?"

Crookshanks' yellow eyes were approving.

So Harry changed out of his pajamas. While getting dressed, he took the time to look out the window. It was pitch black outside, and it was probably only four or five o'clock. He couldn't help but yawned.

Yesterday he went to bed very late, and today he was woken up early, so he didn't sleep for a few hours at all.

In the common room, Harry and Ron saw Hermione waiting outside sneakily. She covered herself tightly and wrapped her head in a scarf that looked like a student of Beauxbatons.

The last time Harry saw a similar outfit was because Hermione mistakenly swallowed Polyjuice Potion with cat hair. In between recovery periods, the facial hair is covered with Transfiguration, a magical spell said to be used by vampires to hide their fangs.

"Hermione, what's the matter...and Ron, I've wanted to ask for a long time, did you all stay up all night?"

"I can't sleep, oh, don't ask, Sirius is here." Hermione said hurriedly, her voice was very strange, as if she had a piece of sugar in her mouth.

"Who?" Harry suddenly woke up.

Outside the door of the Gryffindor common room, Sirius was chatting casually with the portrait of the fat lady. The Fat Lady was in the middle of a conversation, and she recited her lines in a deliberately subdued theatrical voice

"The little boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face came back in the dark and worked hard in the dark ~ he finally became a fearless warrior"

Sirius frowned, feeling more and more irritable. What is this singing about!

"Can't you let me in?" He asked for the fifth time without giving up.

"Oh, no." The fat lady stopped and said solemnly: "I have professional ethics. You are neither a student nor a professor. You will not be allowed in if you have a password..."

The door opened from the inside, her portrait was turned aside, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped out.

"Sirius, why are you here? Hermione told me, I still don't quite believe it!" Harry asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, how could I sit still when such a big thing happened, you should inform me immediately, the two-way mirror is used at this time." Sirius said angrily, he looked behind Harry The two of them said, "So, the three-member team has been officially recognized? Have you thought about a name for your group?"

Ron glanced at him, but said nothing.

Harry glared at the unrestrained godfather, Sirius immediately raised his hand and surrendered, "Well, by accident, you should know how I feel right now."

"Professor Hemp told you, Mr. Black?" Hermione asked sharply, still speaking in that strange way, and Harry gave her a weird look...

"Call me Sirius, yes, the books in the old house are more or less useful." Sirius said bitterly, he put Harry in his arms, "Let's find an empty classroom and have a good chat, you too Come here, anyway, now you are a grasshopper on a rope..."

"I hate that statement," Harry muttered.

Sirius grinned and reached out to stroke Harry's messy hair.

They found an empty classroom and told each other what they knew. Harry and the others learned more useful information. For example, Karkaroff was caught by Moody when he was still a Death Eater. Yes, but he escaped the punishment of the Ministry of Magic by giving out a list of Death Eaters. More than ten years later, he changed himself and became the headmaster of Durmstrang.

"We finally know why Karkaroff is so jealous and hates Professor Moody." Harry said, he looked at Ron, they had discussed this topic before, and Ron responded absently.

When Harry mentioned that the first project had to do with dragons, Sirius stood up with a **** and walked around the empty classroom.

"It's impossible for you to deal with this kind of thing!" he roared.

Harry had to admit that aside from the conversation he had with Sirius at the lantern show when he saw the dragon's magic lamp, he hadn't given much thought to how to deal with a dragon. Last night, he was more worried about Hogwarts not being able to get the trophy, and also worried about the cold reception they might suffer, but unfortunately, he never thought about how to stand in front of the fire dragon's claws and flames in public. In the process, a small life was recovered.

"Maybe there are more than one." Sirius said, "Don't forget, you are competing in groups, and the difficulty is definitely higher than before. level."

Harry noticed that Ron was shaking rhythmically again. He summoned up his courage and said, "We're not that far behind. Hermione defeated a student from Ilvermorny named Victor. He was the first warrior to be singled out. Normally speaking, the more qualified the requirements, the better." Elected, isn't it?"

Sirius looked at Hermione, and Hermione covered her head so that people could not see her expression clearly.

"I, uh, I..." she stammered through the veil.

"It seems that none of you are ready yet." Sirius pointed out sharply.

Harry opened his mouth, and found helplessly that what his godfather said was correct, and none of them were ready. He couldn't help wondering, would other warriors, like Cedric, be too worried to sleep? Or will you be excited to hear the news about the fire dragon?

In order to make his mentality look more positive, he asked: "How can we defeat a dragon?"

"Fight a dragon?" Sirius repeated.

"That's right... We talked about it last time, didn't we? At the Quidditch World Cup light show," Harry said in a relaxed tone, "You said you could use the Eye Sickness Charm, good idea, maybe we can Use this spell, but it's better to aim more accurately..."

Sirius stared and said: "Your tone doesn't seem like you are facing a 5X-level dangerous creature that can burn you to ashes in one breath, but a sniffing or something. In your impression, Is the result of failure just losing the coins in your pocket?"

"Burn to ashes?" said Ron tremblingly.

"Yeah, the fire that the fire dragon spouts is extraordinary, and the Iron Armor Curse may not be able to prevent it, and as long as it comes down with its tail, it can smash you and your magic shield into a pulp... If there is no good way , your wands are no better than toothpicks.”

…

At the dining table in the auditorium, Sirius and Harry had breakfast together. The few of them had no appetite. Apart from having to consider the issue of the fire dragon, they also faced strange eyes and pointing from other people.

"Don't pay attention to them, they will only say some acid words." Sirius said: "If you really can't swallow this breath, I suggest you find the most despised person to fight."

Hermione glared at him, and when she finally took off her hijab while eating, they saw that there was an extra line of blisters on her mouth.

"I thought you were the calmest of the three, but I didn't expect..." Sirius looked at her and said.

"It has nothing to do with being calm, I'm just worried... Ouch!" Hermione covered her mouth, and she didn't dare to speak loudly again after that.

"You'd better go to the school hospital," said Harry.

Hermione snorted.

…

"There is nothing to worry about." Felix said, standing in front of him were the six Hogwarts warriors.

In the evening of that day, he gathered six people into classroom No. 7 for targeted guidance.

"Since you are tied together, it is definitely not for the sake of losing. If you think about it carefully, you have quite a few advantages."

"Advantage?"

Felix waved his wand, and the silver-white smoke behind him gathered towards them, and soon became invisible. They have been staying in classroom No. 7 these days, and they are no strangers to the current changes.

They waited quietly, and after a while, the fog in front of them dissipated little by little, and they found themselves standing on a hillside with soft brown soil under their feet. The thick fog in the distance has not yet cleared, and they can vaguely see green peaks and black rock walls, and they find themselves in the mountains.

A black shadow passed low over their heads and flew into the depths of the dense fog.

"Where is this place?"

Collins Foley pursed his lips and asked. The students who participated in the selection recognized that, except for Professor Haipu's inexplicable ugly creatures, most of the remaining scenes were close to reality and there were traces to follow.

She squatted down, put her hand into the soft soil, and even grabbed a handful of grass blades. This feeling was very real.

"The Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary." Felix said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Bagman, for letting me inadvertently leak the secret. I hope he won't be questioned by his superiors after he returns."

Hermione was the first to ask: "So the project we are going to challenge, those dragons are all from the Fire Dragon Sanctuary?"

"That's right," Felix said, "I have been in the reserve for several days, and I have a certain understanding of various varieties of fire dragons... This is your first advantage."

The minds of the six people faltered for a while. Harry raised his head and looked around. As far as he could see, huge fire dragons flew across the sky.

"I seem to hear a human voice?" Cedric said hesitantly.

"Let's go down and have a look." Felix said with a smile. They walked down the hill and saw a group of people fighting against a wounded Romanian longhorn. It is still very cautious, the dark green scales on its neck are expanding outwards, like small green shields inserted one after another, and its long golden horns are always aimed at the person it thinks is the most threatening.

"Be careful, it's going to breathe fire Charlie, use the stun spell!" a wizard shouted.

Ron suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at someone and shouted: "That's Charlie, my brother! He's in Romania! Oh, my God!" Curse, after a series of dense and dazzling red lights, the tall body of the fire dragon hit the ground heavily.

They felt the ground tremble under their feet, and swallowed in unison.

Felix said from the side: "You can take a closer look." While speaking, the time in this area seemed to freeze, and the fire dragon and the dragon trainers were motionless. They walked closer and looked at the fire dragon that was overturned on the ground at a close distance. They couldn't help but click their tongues. It was too big, at least six times longer than the tallest of them, Cedric and Roger Davis. , seven times.

The only consolation is that the dragon's tail occupies one-third of its body length.

"Longhorn likes to kill the prey with its horns before roasting it, and then grabs it with its claws and drags it back to the lair. explain.

Harry looked at the two long golden horns on the top of the dragon's head, and he had no doubt that they could pierce any prey in sight. He imagined the picture he hung on it, and couldn't help grinning.

The six people followed Professor Haipu full of thoughts and walked forward ~IndoMTL.com~ Unknowingly, they came to a camp. There were more people here, and they all turned a blind eye to them. Felix introduced from the side: "This is the scene I saw when I first came. Behind the camp is a paddock surrounded by fireproof materials. There are several fire dragons in it. I have dealt with them before. One of them Especially interesting..."

"Professor Haipu, are we just looking at it like this?" Cedric asked, "I mean, you should want us to fight fire dragons and gain experience?"

"That's the last step." Felix said, "First of all, what is the best way to get rid of your fear of dragons? You should all have some experience...

You need to understand them first. Headmaster Dumbledore has found a teacher for you. His knowledge of dragons is much richer than mine. "

During the conversation, the curtain of a tent in front of them was lifted, and two identical old men walked out from inside.

"What do you think, Mr. Scamander?" Felix asked politely.

"Interesting, very interesting...an eye-opener." The two old men said in unison, they looked at each other and smiled.