A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 519: Professor Black

The wind blows from all directions, and the swifts are like black ghosts, flying among the high mountains, and their wings pass over the spiers of tall trees. The conversation with Dumbledore last night emerged one by one in Felix's mind——

"I got information that Voldemort is planning to capture Amelia himself when she returns from Azkaban with the Portkey."

"What are you going to do, lay out traps in reverse?"

After a long silence, Dumbledore shook his head in the dark, "Not this time, we are not absolutely sure, and we cannot act as if we knew this in advance."

Felix understood that this was the protection of spies, and the person who passed the information was probably Severus Snape.

"Then you—"

"I will not participate in this operation...it involves a plan." Dumbledore said softly, the silver moonlight shone on his glasses, making his expression unclear. "Although I'm not sure whether it will be used, but before making a decision, I can't show up easily, especially if I can't be seen by Voldemort."

…

The Port of Felixstowe is the UK's largest and busiest container port, located in East Anglia on the south east coast. On a small deserted beach near the port, two figures emerged from the twisted air.

Sirius stood with Ms. Burns, clutching a battered copy of the Daily Prophet.

"I hate the portkey, can't we use the ship like when we went?" Sirius rubbed his head, he hit his head on Amelia's knee just now, and it will appear when using the portkey All kinds of surprises.

"The people who stay need the boat more than we do," Ms. Burns stuffed the newspaper into her pocket. "Since we come back early, we can only make do."

Sirius muttered something under his breath.

Bones smiled, "Then, congratulations, Professor Black."

Sirius looked at her triumphantly, and then his face changed, "Someone has been wandering around." He drew out his wand, and looked around alertly. Ms. Burns pulled out her wand at the same time, and the tip of the wand flickered. The sand began to tremble.

"Are you sure?" Ms. Burns asked seriously, "It might just be a passing Muggle."

"I'm not sure," said Sirius, "I just thought - be careful!" He swung his wand violently, and a flame exploded from mid-air, the sound was deafening, and Sirius staggered back, but he didn't care about it , eyes fixed on one direction, took a breath, "Voldemort!"

Voldemort stepped on the beach and appeared at some point, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Amelia Bones," Voldemort held a wand in his pale fingers, and he saluted slightly, "I wish to invite you to the castle."

"What if I say no?" said Ms. Burns in a deep voice.

"As one of the twenty-eight pure bloods, I believe you will not be so stubborn, but if you insist--"

"You killed my brother." Ms. Bones said through gritted teeth, and the wand in her hand stabbed out like a sharp sword. The sand on the ground was scattered, creating a sandstorm. "Go!" she said to Sirius, who immediately put his hands on her, ready to Apparate.

The sandstorm all over the sky suddenly rolled back, forming a heavy wall out of thin air, hitting the two of them head-on and face-to-face, Sirius and Burns were thrown far away, unable to get up for a long time.

Voldemort walked towards Ms. Burns calmly, "I can only dig out useful information from your mind, and there may be some omissions, which is not what I want to see."

Sirius lay on the ground, feeling that he had broken more than one rib, his wand emitted a red light, Voldemort blocked the spell casually, and his forward steps stopped. He seemed to have just discovered Sirius, his red eyes gleamed fiercely, and he stared at it for two seconds—

"Avada gnawed on the big tile."

"A wall of concrete!" Ms. Burns yelled, and a wide wall rose up from the beach to block the death curse.

The two meet again.

"Transfiguration," said Voldemort disgustedly.

"You look for a chance to escape. You are more important than me." Sirius gritted his teeth, the corner of his mouth began to bleed, and his ribs hurt like a heart. He forcefully chanted a series of incantations.

"His target is me, I can't escape at all." Burns shouted, while waving his wand, the stones on the shore seemed to come alive suddenly, and rushed towards Voldemort, "It's better to think of other ways ——"

Voldemort showed a cruel smile. Like a cat catching a mouse, he flicked away the spells one by one, and blasted stones apart in an understatement. The aftermath of the spell left scars on both of them. If it weren't for capturing Amelia alive and digging out the secret of the prophecy, his mind would be easier.

At this moment, Sirius suddenly grabbed Burns' hand, and forcefully disapparated, Voldemort swung his wrist violently, the wand whimpered, and a **** wound opened on Sirius' chest, but The two had disappeared in place.

Voldemort approached unhurriedly, staring at the place where the two disappeared, and the next second, he appeared directly in a wilderness not far from here.

Sirius and Burns barely hold themselves together.

"Why do you always want to use Apparition? For a skilled wizard, such as me, I can follow the traces you left behind, not to mention I interfered with your landing point." Voldemort generously explained, looking forward to The two who supported each other fell into despair.

But what answered him was a powerful spell at the ready.

Sirius condensed more than a dozen rusty iron arrows in the air. The iron arrows made a shrill cry and flew towards Voldemort. Burns waved his wand at the same time, and an open space around her and Sirius suddenly sank. , "Use the portkey, he can't stop—" She took out the newspaper from her pocket, "Mentos!"

A blue light flashed on the surface of the newspaper, and then returned to normal.

"Hold on, it only takes three seconds—" She looked at Sirius, a lot of blood was pouring out of his chest, "Three, two—"

Sirius stared at the mid-air, his eyes suddenly widened, Voldemort suddenly suspended in the mid-air, a green light curtain fell, Sirius broke away from Burns' hand, and the red spell greeted him. Gritting your teeth, hold on for a few seconds no matter what.

Bowens reached out his hand to grab him, but he twisted and disappeared the moment he touched it.

It's over... Sirius thought, he couldn't stop Voldemort's Killing Curse, but at least one escaped. He began to think about what the world after death would be like, and after more than ten seconds, he suddenly discovered that he was still conscious.

A gigantic object blocked the spell, Sirius blinked, that thing seemed to be a gigantic Gallon?

Sirius was dumbfounded.

On the ground, Felix blamed himself for his mistake. He didn't expect Sirius to forcibly use Apparition, which was different from the time he released the water. Anyway, it took some time to catch up again, but fortunately, a coin with a scaling spell on it blocked the death curse. This familiar scene made Voldemort disappear in mid-air in an instant, facing Felix far away.

"Voldemort, according to your words, you are stupid to appear here today," Felix showed him his new wand, and said calmly, he had to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, because he was not sure to stay. It would be unwise to lay down Voldemort, expose the trump card and all magic associated with it.

Voldemort stared at his wand with an ugly expression.

"Felix Hemp," he muttered, the madness flickering from his eyes. He was already retiring, and Lucius' information was slowly flowing in his heart--Felix Hemp got a new wand, but he could only use a mediocre wand, and he was going crazy with jealousy up.

Voldemort swore secretly in his heart that the next time we meet, he must get a wand that matches his identity, a wand that allows him to cast spells without any scruples. He looked at Felix blankly and disappeared in place.

Felix didn't move. If Sirius was facing him, he would definitely catch up without saying a word, but the consequences of losing the initiative in the face of Voldemort could be disastrous.

"He's gone?" said a feeble voice.

Felix took a few steps forward and looked at Sirius sitting in the pit, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. Sirius leaned on the edge of the deep pit, and said angrily: "If Voldemort is gone, save me quickly, my blood can't stop at all, I...damn it, I'm dying."

Felix smiled, "You still have the strength to swear, which means you are still far from death." He quickly treated Sirius' injury, and after pouring in the potion, Sirius' condition obviously improved , but the whole face is still as pale as a vampire.

During the treatment, dozens of Aurors descended from the sky, and Ms. Bones's face was so gloomy that it was dripping water, but when she saw Sirius who was teasing with Felix, her expression was dull.

"Are you still alive!?"

"Nearly died," said Sirius with difficulty, pursing his lips in Felix's direction.

"I'll take you to St. Mungo's." Ms. Burns pursed her lips and said for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Sirius shook his head, "No~IndoMTL.com~ I'm going to Hogwarts, Professor Black can't miss the opening dinner."

"I will take Sirius to the school hospital first." Felix said to the worried Ms. Burns.

…

School auditorium.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked across the long staff desk.

"The professor is not here, Sirius is not here, even Hagrid is gone. What's going on?" Harry asked anxiously.

"They may be delayed by something." Ron guessed, "Didn't you say that Professor Haipu had something to leave? He really turned into a swift?"

"Yeah." Harry said, "but the professor didn't say what to do." He suddenly thought of Sirius. Could it be that there is an emergency on Sirius' side?

The sorting ceremony began, but Harry didn't listen carefully the whole time, but felt that the Sorting Hat had been singing for a very long time this year. By the time the sorting ceremony was over and the table was full of food, Harry had to accept the truth.

At this time, the side door of the auditorium suddenly opened.

Felix and Sirius walked in, Felix and Dumbledore said a few words, Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then the two sat in the vacant seats.

Sirius waved at Harry with a bright smile. There was nothing wrong with his appearance, and Harry immediately responded enthusiastically, almost throwing the fork in his hand on the seat next to him.

"Guess what Sirius was saying to Professor Hemp?" Hermione asked, looking in the direction of the staff desk.

"I'll ask tomorrow, I just want to have a good meal now." Harry said happily.

On the faculty table, Sirius was complaining to Felix: "What did you give me to drink? I don't have any appetite now..."

"Uh——you can think of it as a tonic, the ingredients are very precious, and it contains dragon's blood." Felix replied calmly.