demon hunter at hogwarts
Chapter 142 Destined
The orange wall of light quickly disappeared and the lawn returned to its original appearance.
The messy field suddenly became silent, and more than twenty pairs of eyes focused on Regulus, who was running from a distance.
The spell just now suppressed these little children who didn't know the heights of the world.
Most of the first-year wizards didn't know that the person who appeared in front of them was the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year.
Except for Harry and Draco who had just landed on the ground, and Ron who had met Regulus before.
However, before they could say hello, another voice came from the distance, shouting: "Harry Potter!"
Harry's smile froze on his face, he knew who the voice belonged to.
One of the two teachers he was most afraid of since school was Minerva McGonagall, the Head of Gryffindor and Professor of Transfiguration.
The entire Hogwarts students knew that the old man was famous for his strictness, and he was unambiguous in punishing the students of his own house, which was in sharp contrast to the favoritism of Slytherin Dean Snape.
After Neville accidentally fell and hurt himself, they all heard Mrs. Hooch's request: "No one of you is allowed to move until I send this child to the school hospital and come back! Put all the broomsticks back to their original places, otherwise If you do, you will be kicked out of Hogwarts before you even see what 'Quidditch' is!"
But when he saw Draco picking up the memory ball that Neville had dropped on the ground, mocking Neville in front of everyone, and deciding to place the memory ball on a window sill in the castle, Harry felt that his heart was broken. Dominated by a surge of anger, he immediately threw Mrs. Hooch's words behind him, and his only thought was to teach Draco a lesson.
Draco's flying skills were very good, but Harry obviously inherited James Potter's excellent flying talent. After a few rounds of confrontation, Draco realized that it might not be a good idea for him to get entangled with Harry in the air. idea.
So he threw the memory ball from a distance. He originally expected Harry to retreat, but Harry subconsciously made a reaction that no one expected. Before the memory ball smashed Professor McGonagall's window, he threw it at full speed. Sprint and catch it first.
There are four houses and 28 main Quidditch players. No more than five people can do this.
Professor McGonagall happened to witness this scene.
"I have taught at Hogwarts for decades and have never seen - how dare you do this -" Professor McGonagall ran to Harry and spoke intermittently.
On the one hand, it was because she ran too fast, after all, she was already quite old.
On the other hand, what Harry did surprised her too much. In her decades of teaching career, she had never seen a student do something comparable to a professional Quidditch player in the first flying lesson. Actions.
Of course, it was impossible for her to say this.
"It was Malfoy who did the bad thing first..." Seeing that Harry was in a bad situation, Ron, as a good friend, was of course the first to stand up and help him.
"Shut up, Mr. Weasley!" Professor McGonagall glared at Ron.
Ron was very unconvinced, and several Gryffindor students immediately responded: "It's not Harry's fault, Professor..."
"Mr. Finnigan, Miss Patil, I will make my own judgment." Professor McGonagall said sternly, "If I read correctly, you just planned to put on a Muggle show with your classmates. Fighting style?”
Dean Thomas, who was gearing up, had no choice but to retreat into the crowd angrily when he heard Professor McGonagall's words. The Slytherin students over there, led by Draco, showed sarcastic smiles. Crabbe and Goyle looked silly. The ground was shaking his fist.
"Professor Black, why are you free to come to Hogwarts today?" Professor McGonagall straightened her hair and clothes that were a little messy due to running, and then spoke in a very formal tone as if she had just discovered Regulus. said.
"Both you and Principal Dumbledore are still working. I only started to enjoy retirement life after working for a year. I'm a little bit unaccustomed to it. I just happened to have something to talk to the principal about today." Regulus said half-jokingly, " It seems that this year’s freshmen are more lively than before! At least I didn’t see such a wonderful first flying lesson last year.”
Hearing this, Professor McGonagall's gaze swept over the students. The little wizards who were caught either shrank their necks or lowered their heads. In short, no one dared to look directly into her sharp eyes.
The only exception was a little witch with messy brown hair. She stood at the back with a clear conscience.
"A similar thing happened last year. Cormac McLaggen almost broke his neck when he performed Wronsky's fake move for his classmates in class." Mrs. Hooch broke the disturbing silence and spoke. Said, "Every year there are always a few students who think they can control flying broomsticks. Minerva, I don't mean to offend, but most of these children are Gryffindor students..."
"In short, I will deal with Mr. Potter's affairs first, Professor Black, and Rolanda." Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed with an unknown light, but there was no doubt in her tone, "Why are we still here? What's a waste of time? Mr. Potter, follow me."
Hearing this, Harry's heart froze. He knew Professor McGonagall's reputation, so he must be in danger this time.
He looked at Regulus as if asking for help, as if hoping that he could say something nice for him in front of Professor McGonagall and save the situation.
It's a pity that what Regulus said made the rest of his heart feel cold.
"Fortunately, I'm not the dean. I just had to teach my own courses last year. I believe Professor McGonagall will make a fair decision... Since there's nothing going on here, I should go find the principal and ask a principal to It’s not a good thing to wait too long.”
So, Harry was extremely frustrated and dragged his mechanical steps towards the castle behind Professor McGonagall, unable even to defend himself.
"Potter will be expelled soon. Weasley, I advise you to start thinking about how to say goodbye to him now." When Draco walked past Ron, he taunted in a sinister way, "But in the future You probably can’t think of anything decent to say in your mind, how about I come and help you? Don’t worry, I won’t charge you money, I know your family can’t even afford a knut.”
The grumpy Ron immediately threw away his wand and punched Malfoy in the nose like a lit firecracker.
Gu</span>Malfoy was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously.
But the expected fist never fell. When he opened his eyes again, he found Ron's fist staying in front of him, but Ron's face turned red and his whole body was shaking. He was obviously under a spell.
"What are you doing standing still? Come on, beat him!" Malfoy ordered Crabbe and Goyle, and at the same time he took out his wand, preparing to cast a curse on Ron.
However, Crabbe and Goyle were just like Ron. The fat on their fat faces was twitching constantly, but they could not move even half a step.
"Thank you, Professor Black." Mrs. Hooch just pulled out her wand before she could cast the spell.
"It seems that you lack basic respect for the school teachers, whether it is Mrs. Huo Qi or me." Regulus said helplessly, "I think it is necessary to give you a small punishment... Mrs. Huo Qi, look How about this, each student who participated in the conflict will be deducted ten points, and how about another week of confinement?"
Mrs. Huo Qi had no objection to this.
"Professor Black, are you just going to watch Harry get expelled? You are indeed a Slytherin..." After hearing what Regulus said, Ron couldn't suppress his anger and roared.
But Regulus had already turned around and left the Quidditch pitch, ignoring Ron's complaints.
As for how many points he will be deducted, it is not even within his consideration.
5 minutes later, in Dumbledore's office.
The old principal took out the crumpled fledgling phoenix from the pile of ashes and blew the dust off it.
"Aren't you worried that Harry will be expelled?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, "Minerva is very strict, you must have seen it before."
Regulus had always had the feeling that every move of everyone in the castle was under Dumbledore's control.
Of course, what happened on the Quidditch pitch just now couldn't escape those blue eyes that had seen everything in the world.
"If it was Snape who caught him, considering his relationship with Harry Potter, I might be politely worried. But I think the final decision to expel a student lies with the headmaster. Right." Regulus walked straight to the chair he was most used to sitting on, sat down, and asked, "No one can expel Harry Potter without your consent... Will you be willing to do so?"
"It seems I asked a stupid question." Dumbledore chuckled and said, "We haven't talked like this for more than three months. I have to find the feeling before."
"I think I have found it." Regulus curled his lips and said, "Every time I talk to you, I have to use all my brain capacity, for fear that I will miss some incredible information."
"Okay...then where do we start?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and then said, "After nearly a year of contact, what do you think of Harry Potter? "
"I think... I don't think my opinion is important." Regulus, "Sirius has special attention to Harry Potter. This is normal. After all, he and James Potter are closer than brothers. . But I still don’t understand why you and the Dark Lord treat this child differently, especially the Dark Lord... How much of a threat can a newborn baby pose to him? If he doesn’t care about Harry Potter... "
At this point, Regulus suddenly stopped talking.
"You have discovered the key. If he had left Harry Potter alone, Harry would have been an ordinary boy, growing up like thousands of other children from wizarding families." Dumbledore said, "But Voldemort chose It made him special.”
"You don't want to tell me that the Dark Lord's failure with Harry is destined to happen, do you?" Regulus asked.
"I want to ask you again, do you believe in prophecies?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"If I believed in the prophecy, during the OWLs exam last semester, I would not have refused Professor Tofody's invitation to become that astrologer's disciple." Regulus obviously felt that Dumbledore's question was very unnecessary, "Prophecy This kind of thing is always illusory. If I randomly mention ten possible weather conditions tomorrow, one of them will always match."
"But you can't deny that prophecies are real..." Dumbledore said with some nostalgia in his tone, "I know several outstanding prophecy masters, and you have met one of them, Nicol Flamel. …”
Regulus still agreed with Nicolas Flamel's abilities. When he visited this prestigious alchemist, he once saw Nicolas Flamel's crystal ball, from which he could clearly see Pictures of what will happen in the future.
It is much clearer than the messy smoke seen from the crystal ball in school divination class.
"The Ministry of Magic has a department called the Department of Mysteries, and there is a hall where many prophecies are stored." Seeing that Regulus seemed to be convinced, Dumbledore continued, "Every time those who have real prophetic abilities After the wizard makes relevant prophecies, the silent men in the Department of Mysteries will record the prophecies and store them there. One of the prophecies is about Harry. This prophecy says that Harry has the power to defeat Voldemort... "
"So the Dark Lord heard this prophecy? And then decided to get rid of this wizard before he could grow up to have the power to defeat him?" Regulus frowned and crossed his fingers subconsciously, "Listen It seems reasonable, but..."
Regulus said no more.
Because Voldemort was indeed defeated in front of Harry. If there were no Horcruxes, the rebounded Avada Kedavra would have ended Voldemort's own life.
This indeed proves the correctness of this prophecy.
"Then what do you mean by telling me this? Everything we are doing now is useless, right? As long as the Dark Lord appears in front of Harry Potter, all his magic will automatically fail, leaving Harry Potter Defeat him?" Regulus's tone was mixed with confusion, frustration and some reluctance, "So, I have been wasting my time this year?"
"On the contrary..." Dumbledore denied, "Everything you do is valuable. Because according to the prophecy, both Harry and Voldemort cannot live, and one of them must defeat the other. And you, What I, Sirius, and everyone else are doing now and doing in the future and...necessary sacrifices are all so that when Harry grows up and faces Voldemort, we can have the best chance of winning. We all hope The one who survives is Harry, right?"
The messy field suddenly became silent, and more than twenty pairs of eyes focused on Regulus, who was running from a distance.
The spell just now suppressed these little children who didn't know the heights of the world.
Most of the first-year wizards didn't know that the person who appeared in front of them was the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year.
Except for Harry and Draco who had just landed on the ground, and Ron who had met Regulus before.
However, before they could say hello, another voice came from the distance, shouting: "Harry Potter!"
Harry's smile froze on his face, he knew who the voice belonged to.
One of the two teachers he was most afraid of since school was Minerva McGonagall, the Head of Gryffindor and Professor of Transfiguration.
The entire Hogwarts students knew that the old man was famous for his strictness, and he was unambiguous in punishing the students of his own house, which was in sharp contrast to the favoritism of Slytherin Dean Snape.
After Neville accidentally fell and hurt himself, they all heard Mrs. Hooch's request: "No one of you is allowed to move until I send this child to the school hospital and come back! Put all the broomsticks back to their original places, otherwise If you do, you will be kicked out of Hogwarts before you even see what 'Quidditch' is!"
But when he saw Draco picking up the memory ball that Neville had dropped on the ground, mocking Neville in front of everyone, and deciding to place the memory ball on a window sill in the castle, Harry felt that his heart was broken. Dominated by a surge of anger, he immediately threw Mrs. Hooch's words behind him, and his only thought was to teach Draco a lesson.
Draco's flying skills were very good, but Harry obviously inherited James Potter's excellent flying talent. After a few rounds of confrontation, Draco realized that it might not be a good idea for him to get entangled with Harry in the air. idea.
So he threw the memory ball from a distance. He originally expected Harry to retreat, but Harry subconsciously made a reaction that no one expected. Before the memory ball smashed Professor McGonagall's window, he threw it at full speed. Sprint and catch it first.
There are four houses and 28 main Quidditch players. No more than five people can do this.
Professor McGonagall happened to witness this scene.
"I have taught at Hogwarts for decades and have never seen - how dare you do this -" Professor McGonagall ran to Harry and spoke intermittently.
On the one hand, it was because she ran too fast, after all, she was already quite old.
On the other hand, what Harry did surprised her too much. In her decades of teaching career, she had never seen a student do something comparable to a professional Quidditch player in the first flying lesson. Actions.
Of course, it was impossible for her to say this.
"It was Malfoy who did the bad thing first..." Seeing that Harry was in a bad situation, Ron, as a good friend, was of course the first to stand up and help him.
"Shut up, Mr. Weasley!" Professor McGonagall glared at Ron.
Ron was very unconvinced, and several Gryffindor students immediately responded: "It's not Harry's fault, Professor..."
"Mr. Finnigan, Miss Patil, I will make my own judgment." Professor McGonagall said sternly, "If I read correctly, you just planned to put on a Muggle show with your classmates. Fighting style?”
Dean Thomas, who was gearing up, had no choice but to retreat into the crowd angrily when he heard Professor McGonagall's words. The Slytherin students over there, led by Draco, showed sarcastic smiles. Crabbe and Goyle looked silly. The ground was shaking his fist.
"Professor Black, why are you free to come to Hogwarts today?" Professor McGonagall straightened her hair and clothes that were a little messy due to running, and then spoke in a very formal tone as if she had just discovered Regulus. said.
"Both you and Principal Dumbledore are still working. I only started to enjoy retirement life after working for a year. I'm a little bit unaccustomed to it. I just happened to have something to talk to the principal about today." Regulus said half-jokingly, " It seems that this year’s freshmen are more lively than before! At least I didn’t see such a wonderful first flying lesson last year.”
Hearing this, Professor McGonagall's gaze swept over the students. The little wizards who were caught either shrank their necks or lowered their heads. In short, no one dared to look directly into her sharp eyes.
The only exception was a little witch with messy brown hair. She stood at the back with a clear conscience.
"A similar thing happened last year. Cormac McLaggen almost broke his neck when he performed Wronsky's fake move for his classmates in class." Mrs. Hooch broke the disturbing silence and spoke. Said, "Every year there are always a few students who think they can control flying broomsticks. Minerva, I don't mean to offend, but most of these children are Gryffindor students..."
"In short, I will deal with Mr. Potter's affairs first, Professor Black, and Rolanda." Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed with an unknown light, but there was no doubt in her tone, "Why are we still here? What's a waste of time? Mr. Potter, follow me."
Hearing this, Harry's heart froze. He knew Professor McGonagall's reputation, so he must be in danger this time.
He looked at Regulus as if asking for help, as if hoping that he could say something nice for him in front of Professor McGonagall and save the situation.
It's a pity that what Regulus said made the rest of his heart feel cold.
"Fortunately, I'm not the dean. I just had to teach my own courses last year. I believe Professor McGonagall will make a fair decision... Since there's nothing going on here, I should go find the principal and ask a principal to It’s not a good thing to wait too long.”
So, Harry was extremely frustrated and dragged his mechanical steps towards the castle behind Professor McGonagall, unable even to defend himself.
"Potter will be expelled soon. Weasley, I advise you to start thinking about how to say goodbye to him now." When Draco walked past Ron, he taunted in a sinister way, "But in the future You probably can’t think of anything decent to say in your mind, how about I come and help you? Don’t worry, I won’t charge you money, I know your family can’t even afford a knut.”
The grumpy Ron immediately threw away his wand and punched Malfoy in the nose like a lit firecracker.
Gu</span>Malfoy was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously.
But the expected fist never fell. When he opened his eyes again, he found Ron's fist staying in front of him, but Ron's face turned red and his whole body was shaking. He was obviously under a spell.
"What are you doing standing still? Come on, beat him!" Malfoy ordered Crabbe and Goyle, and at the same time he took out his wand, preparing to cast a curse on Ron.
However, Crabbe and Goyle were just like Ron. The fat on their fat faces was twitching constantly, but they could not move even half a step.
"Thank you, Professor Black." Mrs. Hooch just pulled out her wand before she could cast the spell.
"It seems that you lack basic respect for the school teachers, whether it is Mrs. Huo Qi or me." Regulus said helplessly, "I think it is necessary to give you a small punishment... Mrs. Huo Qi, look How about this, each student who participated in the conflict will be deducted ten points, and how about another week of confinement?"
Mrs. Huo Qi had no objection to this.
"Professor Black, are you just going to watch Harry get expelled? You are indeed a Slytherin..." After hearing what Regulus said, Ron couldn't suppress his anger and roared.
But Regulus had already turned around and left the Quidditch pitch, ignoring Ron's complaints.
As for how many points he will be deducted, it is not even within his consideration.
5 minutes later, in Dumbledore's office.
The old principal took out the crumpled fledgling phoenix from the pile of ashes and blew the dust off it.
"Aren't you worried that Harry will be expelled?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, "Minerva is very strict, you must have seen it before."
Regulus had always had the feeling that every move of everyone in the castle was under Dumbledore's control.
Of course, what happened on the Quidditch pitch just now couldn't escape those blue eyes that had seen everything in the world.
"If it was Snape who caught him, considering his relationship with Harry Potter, I might be politely worried. But I think the final decision to expel a student lies with the headmaster. Right." Regulus walked straight to the chair he was most used to sitting on, sat down, and asked, "No one can expel Harry Potter without your consent... Will you be willing to do so?"
"It seems I asked a stupid question." Dumbledore chuckled and said, "We haven't talked like this for more than three months. I have to find the feeling before."
"I think I have found it." Regulus curled his lips and said, "Every time I talk to you, I have to use all my brain capacity, for fear that I will miss some incredible information."
"Okay...then where do we start?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and then said, "After nearly a year of contact, what do you think of Harry Potter? "
"I think... I don't think my opinion is important." Regulus, "Sirius has special attention to Harry Potter. This is normal. After all, he and James Potter are closer than brothers. . But I still don’t understand why you and the Dark Lord treat this child differently, especially the Dark Lord... How much of a threat can a newborn baby pose to him? If he doesn’t care about Harry Potter... "
At this point, Regulus suddenly stopped talking.
"You have discovered the key. If he had left Harry Potter alone, Harry would have been an ordinary boy, growing up like thousands of other children from wizarding families." Dumbledore said, "But Voldemort chose It made him special.”
"You don't want to tell me that the Dark Lord's failure with Harry is destined to happen, do you?" Regulus asked.
"I want to ask you again, do you believe in prophecies?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"If I believed in the prophecy, during the OWLs exam last semester, I would not have refused Professor Tofody's invitation to become that astrologer's disciple." Regulus obviously felt that Dumbledore's question was very unnecessary, "Prophecy This kind of thing is always illusory. If I randomly mention ten possible weather conditions tomorrow, one of them will always match."
"But you can't deny that prophecies are real..." Dumbledore said with some nostalgia in his tone, "I know several outstanding prophecy masters, and you have met one of them, Nicol Flamel. …”
Regulus still agreed with Nicolas Flamel's abilities. When he visited this prestigious alchemist, he once saw Nicolas Flamel's crystal ball, from which he could clearly see Pictures of what will happen in the future.
It is much clearer than the messy smoke seen from the crystal ball in school divination class.
"The Ministry of Magic has a department called the Department of Mysteries, and there is a hall where many prophecies are stored." Seeing that Regulus seemed to be convinced, Dumbledore continued, "Every time those who have real prophetic abilities After the wizard makes relevant prophecies, the silent men in the Department of Mysteries will record the prophecies and store them there. One of the prophecies is about Harry. This prophecy says that Harry has the power to defeat Voldemort... "
"So the Dark Lord heard this prophecy? And then decided to get rid of this wizard before he could grow up to have the power to defeat him?" Regulus frowned and crossed his fingers subconsciously, "Listen It seems reasonable, but..."
Regulus said no more.
Because Voldemort was indeed defeated in front of Harry. If there were no Horcruxes, the rebounded Avada Kedavra would have ended Voldemort's own life.
This indeed proves the correctness of this prophecy.
"Then what do you mean by telling me this? Everything we are doing now is useless, right? As long as the Dark Lord appears in front of Harry Potter, all his magic will automatically fail, leaving Harry Potter Defeat him?" Regulus's tone was mixed with confusion, frustration and some reluctance, "So, I have been wasting my time this year?"
"On the contrary..." Dumbledore denied, "Everything you do is valuable. Because according to the prophecy, both Harry and Voldemort cannot live, and one of them must defeat the other. And you, What I, Sirius, and everyone else are doing now and doing in the future and...necessary sacrifices are all so that when Harry grows up and faces Voldemort, we can have the best chance of winning. We all hope The one who survives is Harry, right?"
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