Hogwarts Archmage

When the semester started on September [-]st, the students of Firebird College found that one of their deans did not appear at the professor's chair, and several of his roommates were also absent.

However, in view of Ma En's frequent disappearances, no one took it too seriously. Although it was not good to be absent at the beginning of school, it was not a big problem. In a few days, he would return to school and deeply display his magic in them. Think wonderful ideas.

In fact, Marne and the others did not run far away, they stayed in New Langley Castle.

Marne sent him a letter according to the address that Peter Pettigrew left. There was a tracking magic attached to the envelope. As long as the letter arrived, they could at least find a place for it... It's not that they couldn't go there by themselves, but that way It will undoubtedly alert the snake.

only…

The four people looked at a crystal ball with somewhat strange expressions on their faces.

"So, our letter was lost inexplicably like this?" Ma En said helplessly.

"And I lost it three times." Hermione spread her hands.

Esther wanted to be calmer. She and Margaery unfolded a map together and pointed to a general range: "All the letters sent to these places have been lost. Obviously things are not that simple."

Ma En raised his eyebrows: "I might as well go there."

"No, if wizards can enter and leave that place at will, Pettigrew won't use a Muggle to deliver the letter..." Margaery shook her head and expressed another idea of ​​hers, "And I doubt that place very much. Now is it a no-go, no-go situation? As long as you can get in, it must only be a wizard."

"But the matter has to be solved. If it doesn't work, we will encircle the area." Ma Enjue said slightly irritably.

Drawing a circle on the map with her finger, Esther clicked on the map and said:

"Austria, Italy, Albania, the Balkan Peninsula, Hungary...Based on the scope of the lost letter, as far as we know, this area contains at least five countries. Marn, I know you can do this. But once you don’t have enough energy to filter out all kinds of people, unacceptable cruel events will definitely occur. We have reason to suspect that Voldemort will find a way to infect Muggles with the breath of Death Eaters to attack the wall of fire... No, it’s not a suspicion, it’s a certainty. "

"Are we just going to let him do some horrible and disgusting things in this place?"

Esther thought about it for a moment, then a smile slowly appeared on her lips: "What do you think...how about we put those guys in prison back?"

"Put them back? There are so many people imprisoned in that place...and what's the use of putting them back?"

"Of course not all of them, just a few dozen people. Then tell these people where their master is and ask them to help us explore the way. How about that?"

Ma En hesitated: "If the surveillance on them is strengthened, they will definitely be discovered. If not...then there will be another group of dwarfs..."

Aster gave Ma En a strange look: "Just to let them find out?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Put them in. After they are discovered, it's best to have a fight. The remaining people who die will definitely feel unhappy... These people are die-hard Death Eaters. If they go to Voldemort to complain, our affairs will not go away. Is it done?”

"Then what about these people?"

"Let's set off some fireworks."

Marn thought for a moment: "You mean... let me monitor them the same way I monitor Pettigrew, instead of using traditional magic?"

"certainly…"

"It's also an idea, but isn't it unfair to these guys? It doesn't feel right to die directly after finally crawling out of their lives..."

"Marn, they are our enemies."

"Yes...then let's do this for now..." Ma En nodded.

The postman could no longer count on him, and everyone began to practice according to the plan just now...

The main thing is that we need a reasonable excuse to let these guys out. It is impossible to directly open the door and ask them to leave. In that case, let alone Voldemort, these are the Death Eaters, except for old Crabbe and old Goyle. Have to doubt their purpose.

After a brief discussion, everyone still focused on the unlucky old Filch. It seemed that there was no more suitable candidate than him...

The few of them made their decision and flew back to Hogwarts without any further delay. At this time, Filch was still in the great hall, where the houses had just been sorted, and Dumbledore was saying that he was becoming more and more unreliable. opening speech.

After listening carefully to what he said about onions and carrots, Marn turned his head and whispered: "Dumbledore is a bit old. I feel that he is getting more and more abnormal now."

Esther tilted her head and glanced in through the crack in the door: "I heard that many people will get sick after they suddenly become idle. Maybe Dumbledore's illness is in his brain..."

"Is he very idle?"

"I am definitely free. Just look at Professor McGonagall. She is getting busier and busier... Apart from the difference in position, Professor McGonagall does what a principal should do."

Ma En thought for a moment and nodded: "Indeed, it seems that except for major gatherings, it is rare to see him... He won't hide in the office and eat sweets every day, right? Should we find something for him? Do."

"Let him go...and yourself, Marn. Believe me, according to Dumbledore's character, if you find something for him to do, he will definitely take you with him." Esther sighed and said .

Margaery, who had been silent until now, said "Shh..." and pointed inside along the crack of the door: "Stop talking, old Filch is coming out."

Several people looked at each other, cast a disillusionment spell on themselves at the same time, and went to hide at the corner of the stairs near the entrance of the auditorium. The old man had a good cat. Although it was ugly, it felt very sensitive. If they dared Da Lala relies on the magic spell to really stay nearby, and being discovered is almost inevitable.

While they were hiding, Filch opened the door and walked out of the auditorium, picked up a broom in the corner, and walked outside.

In a sense, Filch is actually the one who loves this school the most. He will make sure the school is bright at all times, even during the opening banquet when everyone is celebrating.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Margery's low voice appeared in the ears of the other three people. She was more suitable for using this kind of magic.

The soundproofing of the auditorium door was very good, and it was very quiet outside. Therefore, not only Marn and the others, but also Filch who was walking out heard some noises. He looked back strangely, but soon his eyes changed. Stiff, he raised his feet and continued walking outside.