demon hunter at hogwarts

The story of Tonks turning Selwyn into a ferret during the Transfiguration exam soon spread like wildfire in the school.

A rumor gradually spread among the students that Selwyn would officially have a duel with Tonks after the NEWTs exam to settle the grudge.

To this end, the Weasley twins even started a game to guess the outcome of the duel.

According to their statistics, everyone is more optimistic about Tonks, and very few people support Selwyn, even though the odds are very high.

The matter gradually brewed until the person involved, Selwyn himself, spoke out: "If Tonks can sincerely apologize to me, I will forgive her magnanimously and never pursue this matter again."

His magnanimous performance was widely praised by people, but more people believed that he made such a gesture because he was not confident in defeating Tonks in a duel.

Of course, Tonks took the blame first and finally chose to apologize, and the storm disappeared.

The most disappointing ones were the students who were not too fussy about watching the excitement. Because the twins did not want to miss this opportunity to make money, they went to their brother Charlie to ask him to persuade Tonks to participate in the duel.

"Are you ready to study for your Potions exam?" Charlie asked the twins to go to the library to read with just one sentence.

The exams that followed were uneventful. The examiners from the Ministry of Magic were all experienced people who had seen big events and were basically not frightened by the tricks the candidates pulled off.

"Are you really not considering becoming an astrologer?" Before leaving, Professor Tofodi specifically asked Regulus to discuss it. "Cardano has always hoped to find a suitable person to pass on his knowledge..."

"I am very satisfied with my current position..." Regulus declined politely.

A future astrologer has fallen before he rose to prominence, and Professor Tofodi seemed very regretful.

After the OWLs exam and NEWTs exam ended, the entire Hogwarts Castle became quiet.

The fifth-grade students have passed the first important hurdle in their wizarding careers. After being nervous throughout the school year, they can finally relax and enjoy the relaxing time after the exams and the absence of homework at the end of the semester. And the course schedule is leisurely.

The seventh-grade students' mood is more complicated.

Because in a few days, they will say goodbye to the Hogwarts Castle where they have lived for seven years and left countless laughter, tears and beautiful memories.

Students who like to play Quidditch can often see Charlie Weasley riding his broomstick, floating over the Quidditch pitch, circling and swooping from time to time to catch a non-existent Golden Snitch.

Barnaby Lee fully unleashed his nature and jumped into the black lake in full view of everyone. He did not come up for a long time.

When the students by the lake were hesitating whether to report to the professor, a huge, black tentacle suddenly broke through the water and set off a scary wave.

The students screamed in panic, and the tentacles reached out to the shore, causing them to flee in panic for fear of being sucked into the lake by this terrifying water monster. Several junior wizards even threw their backpacks in In place.

However, the tentacle just rested lightly on the shore, and a figure jumped from it, it was Barnaby Lee.

He laughed and looked at the embarrassment of his classmates, and patted the tentacles of the giant squid.

The tentacle shook humanely, as if to say hello and goodbye, and then sank to the bottom of the lake.

Regulus leaned against the window of his office, staring at all this beauty.

These students have no sense of the shadow that is lurking somewhere and is reawakening.

Still enjoying life carefree and spreading youth.

Several soft knocks on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"The door is unlocked, please come in."

Regulus originally thought it was some student, but the visitor had no intention of coming in to talk to him.

"I'm in a hurry, so I won't go in." Snape's dry voice came into the office through the wooden door, "The principal is back, and he asked me to call you to go to his office."

Snape left after saying this. As soon as Regulus heard this, he immediately strode out of the door and caught up with Snape.

When they arrived at the principal's office, they found that the gargoyle had crouched aside, revealing the spiral staircase behind it.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to take up everyone's free time." Dumbledore did not wear his favorite purple wizard robe. Instead, he wore a suit and looked like an ordinary Muggle old man.

Regulus subconsciously wanted to tell Dumbledore about Bella, but after glancing at Snape, he suppressed the urge.

Until now, he had not figured out which side Snape was on.

"...Although Snotlout is annoying, he is undoubtedly cunning. He must have cleaned himself up before the accident, deceived Dumbledore with lies, and vouched for him in front of the Wizengamot Tribunal." Sirius once said.

After careful consideration, Regulus decided not to talk about this matter in front of Snape, but first to hear what Dumbledore wanted to do with them.

"What's the rush for you?" Snape said impatiently, "I still have papers to grade and I'm very busy."

"I have something here that I need to let our Potions Professor and Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor take a look at." Dumbledore didn't take Snape's rude attitude at all and took out a small bottle from his pocket. Containing some burnt black unknown liquid.

After Snape saw the bottle of liquid, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared on his normally calm face.

"I need professionals to help me identify what this is." Dumbledore smiled and said to Snape, "Severus, please trouble you."

"I have to bring something over, my cauldron...don't expect to be able to tell the ingredients of this thing with your eyes..." Snape's eyes were always locked on the bottle of liquid.

Valley</span> "Oh, this is easy to handle..." Dumbledore waved his wand, and the window of the principal's office clicked open.

Ten seconds later, a set of equipment for brewing potions flew in from the window with a whining sound.

After seeing the set of utensils, Regulus couldn't help but look at Snape deeply.

From the crucible to the test tubes, as well as the knives, tweezers, and the small stove for heating, they are all equipped with the highest specifications.

The crucible looked like it was made of precious metal and was polished to a polished finish. There was no trace of medicine left behind after years of use like ordinary pewter crucibles.

It seemed that Snape invested all his wages in this, so much so that he wore the same black robe for a whole year.

"It's not this...I...forget it." Snape gouged Dumbledore hard with his eyes, and finally rolled up his sleeves, set up the equipment, and quickly got into work.

At this time, Snape seemed to be a completely different person. He was concentrating on adjusting the temperature of the flame little by little with his wand and observing the changes in the medicine in the crucible.

Regulus and Dumbledore didn't speak, watching him operate silently.

From time to time, Snape used his wand to pick out a few drops of potion, placed it on the tray, and then cast the Separation Curse and Appearance Curse in a serious manner, trying to analyze the ingredients.

Then, he took out many test tubes and collected the droplets that turned into different colors.

After about half an hour, he extinguished the flame under the crucible and wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"How's it going, Severus?" Dumbledore asked after Snape had finished packing.

"Where did you get this?" Snape asked, his expression unfathomable.

"In an unoccupied house, the owner obviously forgot to take away his medicine." Dumbledore answered vaguely, "I subconsciously feel that this kind of thing is not a cold medicine..."

"Of course not," said Snape, pointing to a crystal vial. "No one would put unicorn blood in cold potion."

The liquid in the crystal bottle turned khaki, not the silvery gray of unicorn blood, but no one questioned Snape's statement.

"...and mandrake juice, viper venom, milk and egg white." Snape pointed at the crystal bottles in turn and finally said, "And the base of this potion is not water, but human Blood.”

"It sounds like a dark potion." Dumbledore said softly, "Ordinary potions don't use so many strange things."

"It's just the black potion? You said it too easily." Snape sneered from his hooked nose, "This potion is not for human consumption. I am sure that even if your stomach It’s made of gold, and after you take this bottle of medicine, there will only be one ending, and you won’t even have time to think of your last words.”

"So what exactly is this? Severus, don't be so pretentious." Dumbledore tilted his head slightly.

"This kind of magic potion can create a small human-like figure. Paracelsus used a similar method to create Homonculus, but many of the ingredients in it are not the same as those in the records, such as viper. Snake venom..." Snape said this, with a puzzled expression in his black eyes, "This is completely unnecessary. The form created in this way will have many characteristics similar to snakes. According to records, this part of the ingredient is usually used Death row’s…ahem…don’t make me say that word.”

"What can this 'small human-like form' do?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"This..." Snape hesitated.

"It is said that it can help its owner do many things, like a kind of 'magic pet'... Some people suspect that house elves are not actually a conquered race, but were created through similar methods." Lei Gulus took over, "But other people believe that since Paracelsus, no one can create life out of thin air."

"I don't think you can create a living thing in this way, it's just a..." Snape struggled to find the words, "...a shell-like thing, without a soul."

"That's very clear, Severus." Dumbledore seemed satisfied with Snape's conclusion and praised with a smile, "Thanks to your superb skills and profound knowledge."

Snape flattened his lips and said without comment on Dumbledore's evaluation, "In that case, I won't waste time here. Professor Black showed an eagerness to see you a few days ago. He must have something important."

With that, Snape quickly put away his precious set of equipment and floated away.

"Things without souls..." After the door of the principal's office closed again, the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared. "We happen to know a person who needs to find a place for his soul that has no fixed place. . In a sense, Tom is indeed a genius. Even I have never imagined this kind of magic potion."

"I have read records that the body created in this way is not only ugly and disgusting, but also very fragile, similar in size to a baby." Regulus frowned, with an expression of disgust on his face, "This kind of body I can’t cast magic, it’s difficult to even walk, I have to be taken care of... no wonder.”

Regulus suddenly showed an expression of realization.

"Have you thought of anything?" Dumbledore leaned forward slightly, "Severus said just now that you have something important to find me? I'm sorry that I left in a hurry, but I was lucky to find this person. A bottle of potion is not in vain."

"Sirius and I both believe that our cousin Bellatrix has escaped from Azkaban. Perhaps the Dark Lord rescued her just to have an extra manpower to take care of this body at all times..." Regulus said, "The people from the Ministry of Magic said that Bella died suddenly about 20 days ago, but according to Kreacher, the time of death provided by the Ministry of Magic does not match the time shown on our family tree tapestry. .”

"This is not good news." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Dear Bellatrix...she has caused us quite a lot of trouble..."

"Do you believe what we say? Don't you have any doubts?"

"Of course." Dumbledore said, "Remember what happened on Halloween last year? Those people were released from Azkaban one after another, and Voldemort was able to learn a lot about the situation in Azkaban through them. With his ability, it is not difficult to find loopholes...and I have always been used to thinking about problems from the worst direction."

"Peter Pedro is also in there. He knows some inside stories... If he can turn into a mouse and roam freely in every cell..." Regulus muttered, "So Dolohov and Rookwood... , and also know what is happening outside, and know that the Dark Lord is trying to make a comeback."

"For the past 50 years, I have been persuading the Ministry of Magic to use other security methods to guard Azkaban, but they believe that dementors are foolproof..." Dumbledore said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Fear and Blind confidence confuses their judgment."

"Then why don't you run for Minister of Magic?" Regulus asked, "That way you can do what you want."

"I can't." Dumbledore shook his head and his tone became a little weak. "What I want to do is what I should do, not... what I want to do."