Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 161 Research
Peter smiled wryly, "I know that the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is very likely to be unlucky."

"The course has consumed a staggering number of teachers over the years," said Dumbledore. "Sometimes I've gone out of my way to hire people, but after rejecting Voldemort, I've turned down another eager applicant... ..."

"Severus," Peter said.

"Yes," Dumbledore admitted, "I turned him down because I saw something of Tom in him, especially his passion for the Dark Arts, but I won't make the mistake of last time this time." , I will not scare anyone with a burning wardrobe."

"You decided to use 'love' to influence..."

"Yes, love. We have to be kind to those who don't have love in their lives, Peter, and that's the lesson I learned from my shameful failure. Speaking of which, I don't know if you've ever paid attention to a third grader whose The name is Kristin Evan."

Peter nodded, "I noticed him too, a talented student, but also a standard Slytherin."

"Very good." Dumbledore said seriously, "Please take care of him, this child may achieve great things, but he may also follow Tom Riddle's old path, and I can't expect my heart to be calm." Scarred Severus to guide him."

Peter agreed without hesitation, but suddenly he thought of something.

"Dumbledore, last time at the Defense Against the Dark Arts club, Christine used a magic that I have never seen before. He can make his Patronus have the nature of a dementor."

Dumbledore frowned, and thought for a moment in silence: "Dementors? You know I don't like them the most. I've been working on removing them from Azkaban all these years... In short, pay more attention to this Son, if possible, ask Severus to watch him too."

Dumbledore's meaning is obvious: if Christine is not intervened in time, he may become the second Voldemort.He admired power as much as Voldemort, and craved the darkest magic as much as Voldemort.

"It's getting late, I'm going back first." Peter got up and was about to leave, but Dumbledore stopped him.

"Do you think tonight's expedition was a success?" Dumbledore blinked.

"not very……"

"I think so too. I thought I would gain more, but I didn't expect Voldemort to always be one step ahead of us." Dumbledore looked a little tired, "I hope the progress of finding the Horcrux and Voldemort's body can be faster, if possible If so, I don't want Severus to be the first... victim."

"I can try another method, which is an ancient spell, which can help me search a larger area."

"Very well, I will leave this matter to you, by the way..." Dumbledore said, stuffing a large bag of candied plums into Peter's pocket, "I don't want anyone to know about the Resurrection Stone, Especially Severus."

……

Peter had struggled with the tangle of green spells for two weeks after returning from that night in the Seaside Grotto.

He planned to design a magic circuit, so that the green spell that sensed a certain black magic would automatically activate the next spell, so as to locate it, but because he was not yet proficient in spell application, his spells were either unable to activate, or all of them were all in one brain. It is activated and cannot be used at all.

After yet another failure, Peter's entire office was covered with a dense web of green light, and he waved his wand to make the green threads swirl around the room, eventually tangling neatly in the center of the desk.

I saw a smear of bright green mixed with the dark green mass, giving off a metallic luster.

snake:"……"

He hurriedly helped Snake untie it, Snake spit out the letter unhappily, rolled up his own bathtub, and moved it to the window sill in disgust.

Peter continued to think for so long that his head became a little dizzy. If the blue spell could be used to speed up the caster's own thinking, Peter would have used it for himself.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in!" said Peter.

It turned out to be Sirius.

He walked straight to Peter and said with a smile, "My dear Peter, what have you been up to lately? You don't even come to drink on weekends."

"Sorry, I'm too busy."

"Sorry~" Sirius mockingly imitated Peter's tone, "Are you going to call me 'Mr. Black' next? The weather is so nice, and you are bored in the room day and night studying these messy green lines Tuan, are you addicted to writing papers?"

Peter leaned on his forehead in depression: "You don't know, this thing is very useful."

"Yeah, this thing can be used to knit Hermione," Sirius said with a smile, "Harry told me that Hermione's knitting for house elves is getting better and better, and now you can even see it." Which ones are hats and which ones are socks."

Peter smiled politely, and continued to study the green spell, determined to find the error in the spell.

Seeing Peter's cold reaction, Sirius also became serious.

"Well, what made you study those green lines so eagerly?"

Peter didn't speak, and still kept his forehead. He felt very upset.

Sirius bent down to look at Peter's face, sat across from Peter's desk, and conjured two large bottles of Fire whiskey from under his robes, and placed them in front of himself and Peter.

Peter took a long breath, grabbed a bottle of Flame Whiskey, and "Ton Ton Ton" took a few swigs with his head up. The spicy liquor flowed down his throat, but it made his mind feel better.

"What's the matter with you?" said Sirius eagerly.

"I don't know if I should tell you..."

Sirius pulled out his wand flamboyantly, and made a gesture of waving his wand: "Tell me, could it be that some blind Death Eater dares to trouble you?"

Peter said in a low voice: "Severus rescued me during the basement attack, but he was seriously injured. That incident actually didn't end. Voldemort added a black magic curse to the snake venom, and this curse will continue over time. Intensified until it killed Severus."

With a hint of surprise, Sirius put down the wine bottle he was about to pick up.

"I don't want to owe such a heavy life debt." Peter rubbed the hair on his forehead, "He was injured to save me, if he died, he was almost killed by me, and this way of death... ...will be painful..."

"Didn't you tell Dumbledore?" suggested Sirius, "he'll find a way..."

"Actually, Dumbledore can't do anything about it," Peter said. "The only way to get rid of this curse is to kill Voldemort himself. If Voldemort can't stay dormant, Severus will actually be sentenced to death." .”

"What I am eager to research is to find Voldemort's magic all over the UK. I thought there was still a lot of time, at least a year, but when I saw Severus' neck, I found that time was urgent." .”

(End of this chapter)