From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Chapter 482 Harry who saved a kick

"Calm down, fat lady, where is the source of the fire?"

As William asked a quick question, he began to use the clear water like a spring to summon a pool of water, so that he could rush in directly for rescue later.

"I don't know, Professor, a fire started suddenly, and the remaining prefect couldn't put it out!"

The fat lady managed to regain some sense, but her words were still incoherent.

She couldn't count on it, so William had no choice but to wave his wand and roll the water to enter, and by the way, he pulled out the two students who were running out in a panic, and then walked towards the entrance by himself.

Although in theory non-professors of this college should not enter the restrooms of other colleges without authorization, but at this moment, they have to follow the right.

He swept himself into the lounge along the flow of water, and found that the fire was not as exaggerated as Mrs. Fatty had described. The lobby of the lounge was still intact at the moment, and he could only smell a faint smoke leaking from upstairs. Several senior students who stayed in school were in a hurry, shouting people everywhere, and everyone had a bubble head spell on their heads. From time to time, someone's room was knocked open, and then they hurried downstairs in clothes.

"Where is the fire source!"

William's magically amplified voice drowned out the yelling of the panicked children, and reminded them that there was a better way than shouting.

"This (that) side of the boys' dormitory, Professor!"

Several also amplified voices responded with a bit of peace of mind ten seconds after William asked the question. They were messy and mixed up.

"OK!"

William responded loudly, and then maximized the power of the loud voice spell, "Everyone got up, what time is it, let me go downstairs on the left, go downstairs on the left, late students add homework!"

The sharp sound penetrated William's own bubble head spell, shaking it, and then it spread, directly shattering several nearby vases.

William took out a bottle of potion with a painful expression, untied the bubble head spell, and swallowed it with the smell of smoke, which weakened the effect of the spell, "You continue to maintain discipline, and I will deal with the source of the fire!"

"Yes, Professor!"

Another huge and neat shout came, and William felt the eardrum buzzing, and his voice, which had just been eased by the medicine, became a little sweet again...

He didn't even have time to complain, and ran quickly down the stairs towards the boys' dormitory.

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"call…"

Professor McGonagall, who was wearing pajamas, was panic-stricken and completely lost her former calmness. She hurried to the door of the lounge of her own academy and found that there were more than a dozen students surrounded.

"What happened-"

She didn't even have time to ask a question. William's magic-amplified voice that could pierce his eardrums had already passed. After identifying the source of the sound, she finally let go of her distraction.

"Fat Lady, it happened—"

"Yes, Professor!"

A uniform shout came, interrupting Professor McGonagall's speech again, which made her dangling heart finally let go - the students could be organized, and the professor had rushed to the scene, indicating that everything was still under control .

"Who can tell me what happened?"

Although she wanted to rush in and deal with the problem immediately, she knew very well that she had to figure out what happened in the past in order to help the most, especially when someone was already there to prevent the worst from happening.

"Yeah, there's—there's a fire burning, and we started thinking that someone experimented with magic and got into an accident and turned water to go out, but...the flames couldn't stop at all...we used the spells we knew, but the flames kept getting bigger and bigger. The more prosperous…”

"Then we ran to find Prefect Hood, but he tried and found that there was no way to put it out, so he immediately woke up the senior, and we tried to inform the girls that there was some confusion over there, plus the smoke was heavier. Yes... but luckily we found someone wandering outside..."

The child who answered was in a mess, and his thoughts were not clear at all, but Professor McGonagall still learned the main reason for the confusion - there was a fire that could not be extinguished.

But... why does the unquenchable flame burn so slowly?

She didn't understand, but there was no time to think about it, and Professor McGonagall hurried towards the lounge.

At this moment, Lupin arrived in a hurry - his office was too remote, and he didn't have the convenient means of receiving information like Professor McGonagall. panting.

"Exactly, you are protecting the students, Remus!"

Professor McGonagall gave the order hastily, and burrowed in.

Lupin didn't even have time to nod, and Professor McGonagall couldn't see it. When he had just breathed out, the sound of wooden legs clacked all the way. Moody's face was a little flustered, and behind him was pulling a long bandage that was floating in the air and wrapped in a ball. Full of fear and anger.

"What happened, Professor Lupin?"

"Professor McGonagall has gone in to deal with the fire," Lupin responded quickly, wondering if he should leave Moody to look after the child, and then go over to help himself.

Before he could think clearly, the bandage had fallen into his hands, "Don't let him run away, Professor Lupin, I believe you, this guy may be the culprit!"

He patted Lupin on the shoulder, then hurried into the lounge, leaving Lupin stunned in place with the bandage.

'The culprit? ’

He was curious, and turned the bandage while laughing at himself, trying to figure out who Mad-Eye had caught.

But the moment the bandage was turned around, he froze in place, and the students around him were stunned too - a face they were barely familiar with appeared in the air, the one who came to Hogwarts to visit and Karkaroff in the race…

Karkaroff's eyes had a murderous urge at the moment. He stared at Lupin and motioned the Hogwarts professor to put his guest down, but Lupin hesitated and gently put the bandage on. Turning around, pretending to have found nothing.

"Professor Lupin?"

A few Gryffindors asked curiously, and instantly read a terrible message in Lupin's eyes - if you dare to ask one more question, or say one more sentence, then add homework after the holidays, and by the way, let Professor William prepare for a few more exams .

Maybe their understanding is biased, but no one dares to take this risk.

So, everything returned to calm.

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"This flame..."

As William ran up the stairs, he felt that something was wrong—the flames were burning too slowly.

Not even the most normal flames would burn so gently, let alone the flames that could burn in the Hogwarts dormitory in front of them.

If it was just an ordinary flame, it could be easily extinguished with just a single magic trick from the seniors. Although the weak of the juniors was not an unsolved crisis, he did not believe that the students who had been taught would be able to get to this point. Learned the bubble head spell to protect and evacuate students, and did not try to put out the fire at all.

He quickly used several common methods and found that, as he expected, the flames could not be extinguished at all, and even brought a bit of a more intense nature that devoured the burning of the spell...

'It can't be Li Huo... But how can Li Huo be so gentle? ’

As he pondered, he tried to put out the flames with a fiery spell - and the astonishing thing happened that with his spell in effect, the flames actually disappeared.

'Really... Li Huo... Such a mild Li Huo? Which senior **** dares to use such dangerous magic in the dormitory? ’

He even wanted to curse - this **** should be fired for breaking his wand and banning spellcasting for life!

His wand waved quickly, and a breeze shot out from his wand, and the flames it passed were easily extinguished—he wouldn't have been able to deal with it so easily with a genuine Fierce Fire, but now...

'Save people first, then put out fires and arrest people... After all, the flames are still mild. ’

He waved his wand quickly, his voice amplifying.

"The students trapped in the flames amplify their voices and keep calling me here, and then I will rush over quickly!"

"The prefect quickly counted the students who have not yet appeared, compared the list, and provided me with the names of the students who have not left this area!"

"Everyone stopped the firefighting methods, quickly left the scene, and notified the professors who were still in the school, telling them that there was a leakage of black magic here, please maintain order or come to help according to the situation!"

William's voice penetrated most of the sound-insulating materials and entered the ears of the students who were still busy. The girls began to call up people quickly, while the boys, the only prefect who stayed at the school came. In response, "The number of people cannot be confirmed for the time being, but if the flames are only maintained at this level, then there should be three fourth graders who stay in school!"

"Three?"

Professor McGonagall's amplified voice came, "I just saw two fourth-year students outside! Professor William, what kind of flame is this?"

That's right - plus the shouting student in front of him, it's just three.

William laughed - nothing serious happened, and he even responded to Professor McGonagall while putting out the fire with magic, in order to reduce the possibility of the kid inside getting hurt when he came out.

As for the burned dormitory - it can only rely on their professors to put out the fire slowly, and then deal with it.

"Li Huo, a weakened version of Li Huo, Professor!"

William responded loudly to Professor McGonagall as he waved his wand to extinguish the flames, "So, where is the fire?"

There's a fire here in the fourth grade - isn't it the seniors who do it? That doesn't work either, the wand that should be broken still has to be broken.

"Should be Harry's room! But three rooms were already on fire when I got there!"

"God! Harry - I forgot, he's a warrior, I subconsciously think he's not a fourth grader!"

When the prefect's voice came, William was stunned for a moment, and then his face appeared urgent. The wand in his hand was aimed at himself, and the iron armor spell on his body was replaced by a thick stream of water, which was still issued after kicking it away. The 'I'm here' room, and then divided a stream around the boy, and threw him, who was covered in weak and fiery fire, towards the stairs. In the air is a shock mitigation magic.

"Please, Professor, deal with the flames!"

After saying this, he immediately put on a thick iron armor spell, cut off the water armor that had started to burn, and wrapped himself again with a layer of water protection, then waved his wand and tried to vacate a place without flames for himself. By the way, the flames contaminated by the bubble head spell were extinguished in time.

'It should be this way-'

William examined the environment, and found that a room had a steady stream of fierce fire, and a curse smashed it directly, and the burned soft door instantly broke into pieces.

He couldn't bear to look inside the door, then froze.

In the short period of time when he was in a daze, Professor McGonagall had already removed the burning water from the previous child, and ran along the road opened by William, also stunned.

After that, Moody also ran up quickly, also stunned here.

In the room, countless small fire snakes crawled out from the middle position and merged into the flames, but there was no sign of the flame burning in the middle position.

There, Harry, whose pajamas were burnt and out of shape, wore a huge bubble head spell on his head, and firmly hugged a deformed and weird thing that made people feel that it was the dirtiest thing in the world.

It is growing and melting, it is already pitch black as carbon, and it drips disgusting droplets from time to time. After falling on the ground, it turns into a fire snake, crawling around the house, and then lighting a Wisps of half-dead flames.

William looked at Moody, Moody shook his head slightly, and looked at Professor McGonagall, who cast his gaze on William again.

There is no doubt that Harry is still alive - but in the current situation, no one dares to step forward to cast spells.

A magic is easy to say, but if this weird situation is broken, it will really kill people.

"Let me do it…"

William sighed and decided to break the balance. He was going to kick Harry away, and then quickly hang his life with the potion, and then imprison the strange life form.

"I'll come..."

A reassuring voice suddenly came out, which relieved William who had made up his mind - it was Dumbledore's voice.

It's definitely not an enemy - if the distance just now is attacked, William thinks that there is a high probability of fleeing, and there is a small probability that he will explain it here, so it should not be a fake.

"This is…"

Although he knew he shouldn't ask, William still asked, and he didn't expect Dumbledore to answer this question.

"This is…"

A trembling voice came out, William was very familiar with it, and he heard the owner of the voice saying that he was going to run away not long ago.

He turned his head - not only Karkaroff was there, but Snape had appeared with a frown, and Lupin was in the mix too, and it was clear that the fire had had a huge impact.

"This is—" Snape snorted coldly, seeing Karkaroff shivering, "Dark Lord."

"The Dark Lord?"

Almost everyone made a sound of exclamation. Karkaroff's tightly clasped arm was opened by Snapla, and the mark on it was black and shiny at the moment - this is already very telling.

"His fiery..." Karkaroff shivered as he watched Dumbledore bend over to check Harry's condition, his articulation completely lost his usual clarity, "Actually, that little boy, Harry Potter Special, weakened like this..."