A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 387 Advantages
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, ex-Death Eater, Voldemort's betrayer. Suspicious: Sneaked into the foyer, had personal contact with the Goblet of Fire - minor suspicion;"

"Ludo Bagman, who has been accused of helping the Death Eaters pass information. Suspicious: expressed a strong welcome to Harry as a warrior-suspected, but no time to commit crimes;"

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

"Barty Crouch, who once served as the director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, has 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. Possibility of going to extremes; plus frailty, clash with Fudge during the World Cup - suspected, but no time, with Bagman;"

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

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

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

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

"And is Voldemort resurrected now? Does he want to use Harry as the first sacrifice after his resurrection? Stage a return of the dead? If he is resurrected but does not show up, it is possible that he is secretly recruiting the old department. 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. "Take time to include the residences of the four magic schools."

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

Before going to sleep, he thought about it carefully, and seemed to have forgotten something... "Oh, yes," he waved his hand, lighting up the emerald green flame in the fireplace, and Felix murmured softly, "Don't blame me for blocking you." My fireplace, which disturbs me six or seven times a day, is unbearable to anyone."

The next morning.

Harry opened his eyes bewilderedly, and was startled when he saw Ron's appearance - he seemed to have not slept all night, and the shadows under his eyes were almost darker than Mr. Crouch's.

"The cat was looking for you," said Ron hoarsely. "It's been scratching the door. 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, A stack of rune cards was broken up.

"Is something wrong, Crookshanks?" he asked.

On the cabinet, the ginger cat stretched out a paw, pointed to the outside, and let out a piercing howl, and Seamus, who was sleeping 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 glared approvingly.

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.

He went to bed very late yesterday, and was woken up early today, and 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, it was because Hermione mistakenly took a 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 - oops, don't ask, Sirius is here," said Hermione in a flustered voice, as if she had a lump of sugar in her mouth.

"Who?" Harry snapped awake.

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 lowered theatrical voice——

"A little boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face—returning by night—hard training in secret—ah~ eventually becoming a fearless warrior—"

Sirius frowned, feeling increasingly 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, and 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 at the two people behind Harry , "So, the three-person team has officially been officially recognized? Have you thought about a name for your combination?"

Ron glanced at him, but said nothing.

Harry glared at the unrestrained godfather, and Sirius immediately raised his hands in surrender, "Well, it was an unintentional mistake—you should know how I feel right now."

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

"Call me Sirius—yes, the books in the old house are somewhat useful." Sirius said bitterly, and he put his arms around Harry, "Let's find an empty classroom and have a good chat, and you come over too Well, anyway, it's a grasshopper on a rope now..."

"I hate that statement," Harry muttered.

Sirius grinned and ran his hand through Harry's tangled 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 a Death Eater, but He escaped the punishment of the Ministry of Magic by giving out a list of Death Eaters. More than ten years later, he transformed into the headmaster of Durmstrang.

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

When Harry mentioned that the first project had to do with dragons, Sirius jumped to his feet and paced the empty classroom.

"How could it be possible for you to deal with this kind of thing!" he yelled.

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 in previous years-of course, the difficulty I am talking about is not your level, but the level of those warriors in the past .”

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—the one named Victor. He was the first warrior to be singled out. Normally speaking, he must be more qualified The first to be selected, isn't it?"

Sirius looked at Hermione, who covered her head so that her expression could not be seen clearly.

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

"It seems that you are not ready yet." Sirius pointed out sharply.

Harry opened his mouth, and found helplessly that what his godfather said was right, 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?
To make himself look more positive, he asked, "How do we defeat a dragon?"

"Beat a dragon?" repeated Sirius.

"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 A spell, but better aim..."

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 it a failure? Is the result simply dropping 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 A wand is no more useful than a toothpick."

……

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 never dared to speak loudly again.

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

Hermione snorted twice.

……

"It's nothing to worry about," said Felix, before him stood the six Hogwarts warriors.

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

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

"Advantage?"

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

The six people 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 the emerald green peaks and black rock walls can be vaguely seen.

They found themselves among the mountains, and a black shadow passed low overhead, into the depths of the 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, reached her hand into the soft soil, and grabbed a handful of grass blades—this feeling was very real.

"The Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve." Felix said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Bagman, for allowing me to have no scruples while accidentally leaking 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 types 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 a wounded Romanian longhorn. It had a big hole in its wing and was bloody, but it was still very Cautious, the dark green scales on the neck expand outwards, as if there are small green shields inserted, and the long golden horns are always aimed at the person it thinks is the most threatening.

"Careful, it's going to breathe fire—Charlie, use the Stunning Charm!" cried a wizard.

Ron's eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed at someone and shouted, "That's Charlie, my brother! He's in Romania! Oh, my God!" He watched as Charlie led the way, and seven or eight people chanted the stun spell together, a series of After the dense and dazzling red light passed, 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 had been overturned on the ground at a close distance. They couldn't help clicking their tongues. It was too big, at least six or six times taller 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 drags it back to the nest with its claws, and occasionally strings the prey with its horns, or curls up the prey with its tail," Felix said.

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 unknowingly came to a camp. There were more people here, but they all turned a blind eye to them.Felix introduced on the side: "This is the scene I saw when I first came here. Behind the camp is a paddock surrounded by fireproof materials. There are several sick fire dragons in it, and I have shot them all. One of them is particularly interesting..."

"Professor Haipu, are we just watching?" 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. Principal Dumbledore has found a teacher for you. His knowledge of dragons is much richer than mine. "

While talking, 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.

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