Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

It's time for the weekly mail delivery at Hogwarts, and the public owl brings the latest issue of the Daily Prophet to Rowan and Stephen.

Rowan glanced at the headlines while eating his breakfast, his expression turned extremely serious.

"What's wrong?" Stephen raised his head and glanced at Rowan, who looked very bad.

"Stephen, I have to write a letter and send it to the forest farm quickly." Rowan grabbed a piece of bread and hurried out of the restaurant.

Stephen picked up the newspaper that Rowan left on the long table and took a look. The headline on it read "WARNING, DANGER" in thick fonts.

Stephen glanced at the content. The newspaper stated that Death Eaters attacked a tree farm on Tuesday night and killed three Muggle workers on duty.

In addition to this incident, the newspaper also listed the events in which Death Eaters have attacked multiple locations since the early hours of Monday morning. Many shops in Knockturn Alley were looted, and many shops in Diagon Alley were damaged to varying degrees... ...Even the Ministry of Magic was attacked by Death Eaters, but was repelled by Aurors.

At the end of the article, Minister of Magic Millicent Barnold called on wizards to stay away from their previous gathering places as much as possible to avoid being attacked by Death Eaters.

"Is this the last madness?" Stephen picked up the bread and started to chew it, then turned the newspaper to the next page, and then his eyes were attracted by the content above.

It reads: The Dark Lord invites all those who do not want to surrender to him to spend a "happy" Halloween with the Death Eaters.

Stephen felt that this incident was quite intimidating, of course, the premise was that he didn't know what would happen.

"This may be considered the best black humor of the year." Stephen put the newspaper away in his hand, then stood up and walked out of the restaurant, "I don't know what the Daily Prophet thinks, but this can pass the review."

After a while, Stephen walked into the Transfiguration classroom. Rowan was already sitting inside. He looked anxious. Stephen walked to sit next to him and patted Rowan on the shoulder.

"Relax, Rowan. Your parents will be fine. Didn't the Daily Prophet only say that three Muggles died."

"I'm fine, Stephen, I'm just worried about them."

Stephen nodded, "They'll be fine."

When it was time for class, Professor McGonagall walked in quickly from the door. She looked a little tired.

"Before class, I want to inform you of one thing." Professor McGonagall's tone was urgent, but gradually slowed down. "No students are allowed to leave Hogwarts without any reason in the past week. Principal Dumbledore will always stay." Protect all students in schools.”

She looked around with a very serious look on her face, "This is not a suggestion, but an order."

Stephen secretly looked at the others. The other little wizards looked a little nervous. They seemed to want to communicate, but due to the majesty of Professor McGonagall, they did not do so.

"Of course, if you are worried about your family, you can use the school's public owl to send letters home, but I personally suggest you not to do this, because the owl is likely to be intercepted by Death Eaters." McGonagall Professors know what students are worried about.

"Now, start class."

Today's Transfiguration class teaches how to turn beetles into buttons. If Stephen remembers correctly, this should be a final exam question for the first grade.

Of course, what Professor McGonagall taught today was not like the final exam, which also required material and exquisiteness, but simply turning beetles into buttons.

This is actually much more difficult than turning a match into a needle or restoring its deformation, because beetles are living creatures, and deforming living creatures is very difficult, at least for first-grade students.

"You must always pay attention to the amount of magic power instilled." Professor McGonagall observed after a while and said, "If the magic power used is too large, the beetle will not be able to bear it and cause an explosion; and if it is too small, it will be difficult for the beetle to change."

Stephen didn't even start to do anything until Professor McGonagall reminded him. He had felt that his magic power seemed to be much higher than that of a normal first-year wizard. If he was not careful, he felt that Merula's nickname would have to be worn on him. On the head.

"But in this case, is it because Merula's magic power is much higher than that of a normal first-year student, so she causes an explosion when she uses the spell..." Stephen began to think divergently.

Professor McGonagall noticed Stephen who was a little dull. She walked to Stephen's desk and knocked on his head, "Pay attention, Mr. Tony, or you already have some ideas."

Stephen reacted, and he waved his wand at the beetle, turning it into a black button with faint dark lines on it.

Professor McGonagall just nodded and went to instruct other students.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class after Transfiguration, Professor Keyes seemed to have been awake for several nights, yawning repeatedly.

"I'm very sorry. My recent research has been a bit complicated, which has kept me from sleeping well. Turn the book to the part about trolls. Let's talk about this today."

Professor Keyes yawned as he introduced: "The troll is a magical creature with amazing strength but very low intelligence. Its intelligence is so poor that the worst score in the wizard exam was obtained by using it. name, I think you guys don’t want to be called a troll.”

The little wizards laughed and replied in unison: "Of course not, Professor Keyes."

"Very good, as long as you listen carefully to my class, I can guarantee that no one will get T. The troll is usually twelve feet tall and weighs more than a ton..." Professor Keyes began Telling about the characteristics and weaknesses of the troll, the little wizards took notes carefully.

Soon the class was over. Stephen and Rowan walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Holmes threw the letter to Rowan, then flew to Stephen's shoulder and pecked Stephen gently.

Rowan hurriedly opened the envelope, took out the letter and read it, and Stephen had to pull his clothes to prevent him from knocking over others. Or get knocked down by someone else.

After more than ten seconds, Luo Wen finished reading the letter and showed an expression of relief.

"How's it going? Are your parents okay?" Stephen asked.

"They said in the letter that the forest farm that was attacked did not belong to our family. They had received a warning letter earlier and then hurriedly evacuated all the workers. My parents also hid in a secret hideout in the forest farm."

Stephen nodded, but he was a little curious about who sent the warning letter, "Then who sent that letter?"

"I don't know, my parents didn't elaborate, but they mentioned it wasn't signed."

"Isn't there a signature?" Stephen felt that things were getting more and more interesting. It seemed that there was more than one spy among the Death Eaters, and Snape would never do such a thing. "Then who could it be... ."