Ancient Warlocks at Hogwarts

The next day, facing the second Quidditch match of the semester, Harry got up early in the morning.He performed much better this time than last time, but he was still a little nervous.

Andre, who had taken a night tour of the castle last night, was still very sleepy at the moment, but was completely disturbed by the chatter of several roommates in the dormitory.

"Andre, why don't you get up? Breakfast is about to start." Ron said before going out.

Andre shook his head on the bed. He was not going to go to the stadium to watch the game today anyway, so he directly made an excuse and said: "I may have a cold and feel a little uncomfortable. You can go first."

Harry showed a concerned expression and said, "Then remember to go to Madam Pomfrey's later. She has a potion to cure colds."

"I'll go, don't worry."

Soon, everyone left the dormitory. Andre waited until the game started before getting up from the bed and changing clothes.

When he walked to the common room downstairs, he unexpectedly saw a figure that shouldn't be there. The little witch was sitting alone in an armchair by the fireplace, flipping through a book that had been copied from the restricted book section last night. Spell book.

"Aren't you going to the stadium to watch the game?" Andre asked curiously.

Hermione tightened her face and said seriously: "I think I should go with you. I can't let you take risks alone."

Well, Andre scratched his head, he couldn't refuse someone's kindness.

"Then let's set off now. Don't worry, there won't be any danger. Besides, I have the Marauder's Map in my hand. If someone comes, we can discover it in advance."

The castle was empty at the moment, everyone had gone to the stadium, and even Filch wasn't patrolling around.

So Andre and Hermione quickly arrived at the door of Snape's office. There was only a simple lock on the door, which was not a difficulty for them at all.

After entering the office, Andre found that the layout here was exactly the same as the underground classroom of the Potions class. The heavy curtains blocked all light, and all kinds of strange potion materials were placed in the dim room.

The marble floor, which seemed to have not been cleaned for many years, was covered in weird colors from the residue of various potions.

Professor Snape's slovenly manner certainly suited the office.

"Where is it?" Hermione was the first to find a small door in the room, then hurriedly walked forward and reached out to pull the knocker on the door.

But a red light shot out from the door knocker in an instant, hitting Hermione's petite body directly.

This scene made Andre's eyes almost burst open. He rushed over and picked up the little witch who fell on the ground.

A horrific wound tore through Hermione's robe. Fortunately, it did not hit her vitals, but the blood gushing out of her abdomen also made her face continue to turn pale.

"Am I...am I going to die?" The little witch's tears shed like broken pearls because of pain and fear.

Andre didn't dare to delay any longer. He took out the piece of white fresh food he had collected earlier from his space pocket, bit off part of it with his mouth, chewed it, and then took it out and gently applied it on Hermione's belly.

This magical material was indeed worthy of its high price. After just a few seconds, the bleeding from the little witch's wound stopped, and it was visible to the naked eye that it was constantly healing.

"Phew, it's okay, it's okay, you won't die." Andre, who was still a little scared, finally exhaled. He hugged Hermione tightly in his arms and patted her back to comfort her.

To be honest, even in the small town near Dijon and fighting against several dark wizards led by goblins, Andre was not as nervous as he was just now.

"Hmm!" Hermione, who was hugged by the boy, struggled slightly, but she soon gave up this futile move because she felt the heartbeat of the boy in front of her that was stronger than her own.

This made Hermione feel inexplicably at ease, even though the wound on her abdomen still hurt.

After a while, Andre finally reacted and let go of the little witch in his arms. He said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I was a little..."

"It's okay, I..."

The two looked at each other, but they both closed their mouths, not knowing what to say.

"You need to find the feathers of the Silent Bird first. I don't want to suffer this injury in vain." Hermione finally spoke first.

Andre nodded immediately. He stood up and walked to the small door. He used a detection spell to make sure there was no other magic on the door knocker, and then he opened it with confidence.

There are several shelves full of shelves in the storage room, and many rare materials that Andre has only seen in books are laid out in this Professor Snape's private storage room.

Soon he discovered the feathers of the Silent Bird. This magical animal that only makes a cry before its death has beautiful feathers. The mixed colors of emerald green and indigo make it very conspicuous on the shelf.

After taking about four or five sticks, Andre then picked out several other ingredients and put them into his pocket, so that Snape would not guess that he, the thief, was planning to brew some kind of potion.

Returning to the office, he helped Hermione, who was still sitting on the floor, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

The little witch frowned and nodded. Although the effect of Bai Xian was extraordinary, she was not completely fine so quickly. Moreover, she pulled at her robe and the sweater underneath in embarrassment. It was unwearable in this state.

"Don't worry, I will use the recovery spell to help you fix it later." Andre naturally noticed this and comforted him.

Hermione then thought that she was a wizard and there was really no need to have such a small headache. She smiled sheepishly, but she accidentally touched the wound, which immediately changed her original smile.

This made Andre feel a little distressed. Speaking of which, if he had followed the original plan, he should have come here alone, but now it was Hermione who suffered the injury on his behalf.

He also didn't expect that Snape would set a charm on the door of his storage room. He knew that Hermione would come here next year to steal the skin of the African tree snake to brew Polyjuice Potion. There would be no accidents that time. .

It was precisely because of his understanding of the future that Andre subconsciously believed that Snape, who had not yet had any potion materials stolen, would not deliberately set up anti-theft magic.

But he ignored the existence of Quirrell. Snape had long suspected the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and Dumbledore had brought the Philosopher's Stone to Hogwarts this semester.

Snape, who has always been afraid of the return of the Dark Lord, has been particularly careful this year. He has kept many materials in his private storage room that can be used to brew potions against three-headed dogs, which are rarely available on the market.

Therefore, in order to prevent material theft, it is natural to leave an anti-theft charm on the door knocker.