Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 169 Campfire Party
Fluorescent Bee led the team into the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest, and the path opened among the bushes and thorns proved that Hagrid often walked through this place.

The students were already excited again, and the near-miss incident of the centaur turned into an adjustment on the way of exploring the Forbidden Forest. Lavender and Parvati happily bit their ears, talking about the handsome blue-eyed centaur.

"The Dark Lord is about to return, and his servant has been in chains for 19 years, and now he is about to break the chains."

Peter pondered Firenze's words.Generally speaking, the horse people do not want to participate in the war between human beings. They believe that the laws of the sky are permanent, and the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. It is extremely difficult to get a straightforward and frank prophecy from the horse population.

Who is "his servant"? Is "19 years" real or virtual?

There is also the phrase "add chains" and "break the shackles". It sounds like the servant who helped Voldemort resurrect was a Death Eater imprisoned in Azkaban. The Ministry of Magic should be reminded to strengthen Azkaban's defenses. Rely on the dementors who may turn against each other at any time.

Did the spy who harmed Hogwarts really die as a sacrifice in the first attack?The next few attacks were completed by Voldemort's diary relying on Mr. Crouch?
This kind of speculation is reasonable, because since Voldemort's diary was destroyed by Peter, the school has been safe and sound, and there has never been any attack.

Because the unexplored road made it difficult to move forward, Snape returned to the vicinity of the team. He was still avoiding the lighting of the fluorescent bees, and most of his body was shrouded in shadow. Peter looked at his over-high nose from the side, in the dimness, through the The scars on his face really do not show his age.

He quickly spotted Peter's probing gaze, "What's the matter?" He said expressionlessly.

"I heard you're still a human cub?" Peter teased.

Snape said with a snort: "Those arrogant centaurs who watch the sky at night and think they see through the mysteries of the galaxy, are so wrong about the most obvious things, in other words, a race of ignorance."

"Perhaps the centaurs have unique insight into some things," Peter's expression became serious, "They see things that we are used to but don't notice."

Snape sneered, and said darkly: "If the centaurs didn't define the age of 30 as a minor, I think they've never seen a human being whose face was mutilated like this but still alive. I must also thank my dear Mr. Black for coming tonight."

Hearing Snape mention "Black", Peter quickly sidestepped the destructive subject and recounted Firenze's prophecy to Snape for his opinion.

Snape thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he had a lot of patience tonight. "The Dark Lord's servants will break the chains..." he said slowly, "I think... anyway, we should think differently..."

Peter waited patiently for Snape to explain his "new idea", but the latter didn't speak again, thinking about something.Before they knew it, Dorset Glowbee led the crowd to a large wet, muddy clearing.

Everyone could clearly feel the excitement of the fluorescent bees. Their tentacles flickered, as if they were about to get out of their master's control. "It's very close." Peter said, making everyone stop, and the students looked around, nervous and curious.

With a few rustles, the bushes beside the clearing were parted, and Rubeus Hagrid's hairy head emerged from above the bushes, "Oh, Peter! And the children! Come here, come here!" With a gesture, he invited everyone to follow him.

A few minutes later, a larger open space appeared behind the bushes, with a large mud pit in the middle. Sirius placed many ovens on the ground, and Kreacher was busy up and down, the barbecue on the stove automatically turned over, snake snake Sticking to his feet attentively, sticking out his tongue, drooling.

As soon as he caught sight of Sirius, Snape said disgustedly, "I'm going back." He was about to go back the same way, but was held back by Hagrid.

"Wait a minute, Severus, you should at least see this." His tone was like a child showing off his new toy, "I haven't had time to show Pomona yet, she will definitely see this." I'm so happy!"

Hagrid walked to the side of the mud puddle and called out loudly. Accompanied by a loud creaking noise, the quagmire stirred violently. A dark brown mound rose from the center of the mud puddle, and the mud flowed down, finally revealing a man covered with dark green water plants. Behemoth.

"Swamp Behemoth!" Hagrid introduced cheerfully, "A very cute creature, a distant relative of giants!"

The students stared dumbfounded at this monster several times taller than Hagrid. It had an ugly face similar to that of a walrus, with two shovel-shaped teeth protruding from its mouth for digging. Bearded, with limbs made of wood that creak with every movement.

Hagrid picked up a log he had prepared in advance and held it high above his head, and the swamp monster creaked its arms up, took the log between two fingers, and stuffed it into its mouth and chewed contentedly.

"Wood is precious in the swamp," Hagrid explained. "Giving a fresh piece of wood to a swamp leviathan with respect will build a strong friendship with it."

The swamp monster let out a loud roar of laughter. It groped among the water plants on its head, carefully picked off a herb, and handed it to Hagrid gently. More than 40 Dorset fluorescent bees swarmed on it. In order to compete for the juice of the herb, they attacked each other with bee stings and fought hard.

Hagrid proudly stuffed the herb into Snape's hand, and the buzzing fluorescent bees flew back and forth on Snape's face, making the scene a little funny.

"I'm a rough man, and I don't understand potions and herbs," Hagrid muttered, "but I know that wizards will go to the swamp to hunt and kill the herbs grown on the swamp monsters regardless of the danger. These herbs must be very rare."

Snape tapped the air with his wand, and the Dorset fluorescent bees that were fighting each other disappeared, leaving only one conjured by Peter. Peter thought lightly, and the mad fluorescent bee returned to his side.

"It is indeed very precious, and it is difficult to buy even on the black market..." Snape showed a polite smile, "Thank you, Hagrid."

"Look!" Hagrid was even more proud, "Tomorrow I will let Pomona come to see, even the most common grass seed, as long as it falls on the skin of the swamp monster, it will grow and grow after half a year." become the most precious herbal medicine!"

Sirius invited the students to eat delicious barbecue and grilled fish. The students did it themselves, spreading thick sauce on the barbecue. Snape pretended to participate in it perfunctorily. When he turned his head, his The black robe has disappeared into the night.

Peter noticed that Christian Evan hadn't moved for a long time, so he put his arms around his shoulders, put him next to Sirius and Hagrid, and drank with them. His face turned red and burned, no wonder he only drank pumpkin juice.

Snake himself ate three ovens of barbecue with a single snake. Hagrid kept feeding it the most tender venison. Seeing Snake eating meat, Hagrid was moved to tears. Which magical animal Would the experts reject a cute basilisk?

Harry, Ron and Hermione were playing with the swamp monster. The three of them took turns following Hagrid's example and handed the stake to it. Hermione took a lot of effort to lift the stake over her head. The swamp monster After rummaging for a long time after accepting the gift, I regretfully gave Hermione a bouquet of small white flowers.

An hour later, everyone was full of food and drink, and Evan was so drunk that he lay on top of Snake. Snake's belly swelled up and he couldn't move, so he could only obediently use it as a pillow.

The half-drunk Sirius put his arm around Peter's shoulders and did a funny dance, and soon, more than 40 students of both genders were dancing around the campfire, Fred and Angelina danced to the silent music With a "Flight of the Bumblebee", the swamp behemoth writhed awkwardly in the quagmire.

Peter looked at the silhouettes of the children in front of the bonfire, and thought: The Dark Lord has no choice but to make a comeback, what should come will always come, Hagrid said it well, go to his mystery man!

(End of this chapter)