A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 571 Myrtle Asks for Help
"Oh, of course." Tecrosse woke up from his confused expression, "So—by the way, are there any other students who want to try? I know that in this special situation, some parents may be out of safety considerations, Violation of the ban... The Ministry of Magic does not plan to pursue it for the time being."

With a twitch in Harry's mind, he stared at Malfoy, who had shown off to him long ago that the Professor had secretly promised him remedial spells, including Apparition.

But Malfoy didn't intend to stand up. Until the end, he only easily completed the appearance of his followers under the guidance of Mr. Digory.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

A team from the Ministry of Magic spent two days screening more than 1000 students from top to bottom at Hogwarts, and in the end, less than a hundred students failed to meet the requirements.According to Tecrosse, "It's really impressive to me, it's a lot less work for us."

"If you came a few months later, there would be fewer students who did not meet the standards." Sirius said with pride or complaint.

"Ms. Burns is in a hurry," said Tecrosse, half concealed.

Sirius's heart moved, he pulled Tycross aside, and whispered: "I know, I have been an assistant to the minister for nearly two months, and I have a good relationship with Amelia, she told me... Isn't the situation getting better?"

"Well, I also inquired about it by accident," Tecross said, "the number of Muggle victims has been increasing recently, and many of them were only discovered during private investigations by the Ministry, and their bodies were also stolen... Ms. Burns is worried that You-Know-Who will make a big move."

Sirius frowned.

When he asked Felix about this matter, Felix seemed unusually calm.

"Voldemort did it himself. He seems to be planning to create a batch of Inferi."

"We should stop him!" said Sirius eagerly.

"I would, too, but - as I said, 'Voldemort did it himself', he didn't have the power of any Death Eaters. And you can't catch him when he wants to."

Sirius' face froze as he murmured, "Something has to be done."

"We have made some preparations, in fact, maybe in these few days—" Felix said to Angelina Johnson, who was sitting on a bench in the courtyard: "Miss Johnson?"

Angelina walked over slowly, "Are you calling me, Professor Haipu?" Her companion was looking here leisurely.

"Yeah, I want to remind you that your hair color is different from anything I've seen before." Felix said calmly.

Angelina yelled, took out a small mirror from her robe, and looked at herself carefully, "It's true." She frowned, and a very abrupt strand of pink hair in her ponytail turned back to black.

"Tonks?"

Sirius growled.

"Hi, Sirius, long time no see." 'Angelina' waved him.

"Then the other one—couldn't it be Remus?" Sirius was taken aback, and looked at the other girl on the bench in disbelief.

"Why do you think so?" Tonks rolled his eyes. "He's not here, he's guarding Sword Castle. That's Emmeline Vance, and Kingsley and Mad-Eye are there too. Siri withdrew."

Sirius stared, "Since when?"

"Yesterday," said Tonks cheerfully.

For the next two days, Sirius tried hard to find students who behaved abnormally in class, and even became a little suspicious.He always thought that one of the students down there was Mad-Eye Moody, or Kingsley, or Mundungus.

After class, Harry, Ron and Hermione went to eat in the Great Hall—

"Sirius has been rambling the last two days," said Harry.

"I've been meaning to ask," said Ron, grinning, "do you play Frisbee when you're alone?"

Harry tapped him lightly.

"Hi, Neville, Dean, Seamus," Harry greeted, taking the empty seat next to them.Dean and Seamus seemed to be begging Neville to do something, and Dean said eagerly, "Spell me one more time—that daydream spell, I found that my study efficiency has increased."

"Professor Hemp told me that this magic cannot be abused," Neville whispered.

"It's okay to use it once in a while." Seamus shook his head and said.

Harry knew the magic.During the Christmas holiday, Ginny inquired about part of the Auror training content from Tonks. After school started, they imitated it and used it in the teaching of the frontline lookout station. The result was not satisfactory: the huge training load made the members complain, no Everyone can adapt to mechanical repeated casting.

Later Neville stood up and faltered to introduce a magic that he had learned.The first time Harry experienced the 'Daydream Charm' was quite shocking - it was a complete replica of the cosmic star magic he experienced on the golden invitation card.Of course, objectively speaking, the effect was much worse, mainly because Harry's Occlumency kept reminding him: everything he felt was fake.This greatly reduced the effect of Neville's magic.

But for other members, this magic made them experience a spiritual baptism.Compared with the vast starry sky, their troubles are nothing. Those who have experienced this magic will at least cheer up for a while.

"It's a bit like the talisman that Cedric made, but there are obviously two paths, and I prefer this." Fred commented.

……

After recovering from the memory of the last club activity, Harry keenly felt that someone was staring at them. He looked over according to his feeling. There were two students sitting at the opposite table, a man and a woman. They seemed to be a couple. , when Harry looked back at them, they smiled tacitly at Harry.

It was late in the evening when Harry, Ron, and Hermione came out of the library, almost the last of them.The three of them were walking in the empty corridor, and Ron was cursing Snape and his homework in different ways.

It was a feat, Harry thought.Ron seemed to find a real use for the Divination class - they could take a steady stream of hapless ideas from the class and splice them onto Snape.Suddenly there was a flash in front of their eyes, and the ghost of a girl passed quickly in front of them.

"Myrtle?" said Harry, startled; he hadn't seen her in a long time.

"Oh, it's you," Myrtle was startled too, she turned around and was about to float away, then froze in mid-air, as if petrified.She turned slowly, a pair of big protruding eyes staring at them from behind thick white round glasses, and Harry was uncomfortable, it was a scrutinizing, weighing look, and he thought of Malfoy.

"You can too," she continued.

"What are you talking about?" Ron muttered, "We're tired after a day of homework, and now we want to go back to bed and sleep."

"You and Draco are friends, right?" Myrtle asked.

"Who?" Ron raised his head with a 'bas'.

"Draco, Draco Malfoy," said Myrtle, "he's in a bit of trouble and I don't know who to turn to for help, but certainly not the professor, that would make things worse... ..." she rambled, floating back and forth in mid-air.

"He won't be stuffed in the toilet, will he?" Ron said excitedly: "It happens to block your home too?"

"Rude!" Myrtle yelled at Ron, falling from mid-air.Then she floated up slowly, covered her face and said shyly: "But he is indeed in my bathroom."

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

Myrtle was intoxicated for a while before she remembered what she had to do. She hurriedly urged, "Are you going to help? It's too late!"

"Who the hell is stalling... I don't want to get caught in the girls' bathroom," Ron muttered.

"You've been there many times," Hermione pointed out.

They did go there more than once, and they spent a considerable amount of their second year brewing Polyjuice Potion in there before being moved elsewhere when Malfoy found out.

"Maybe, but for Malfoy..." said Ron hesitantly, and they looked at Harry, waiting for Harry to make a decision.

"Go and see," said Harry finally.

(End of this chapter)