demon hunter at hogwarts

Soon, the noisy bathroom became quiet again.

Hagrid walked to the pipe with heavy steps, looked at the sink sunk into the ground, and murmured: "It turns out that you can enter the secret room from here, after so many years..."

The gamekeeper seemed a little emotionally unstable. After all, the title of murderer, which has been carried for 50 years, is not something to be happy about.

"I know that person is not you." Myrtle floated in front of Hagrid and stayed slightly higher than him. "Your voices are completely different, and you don't say that hissing thing. But... …My testimony is not enough to be accepted, is it?”

"Thank you..." Hagrid reached out and rubbed his eyes.

"Can you tell me what happened before?" Regulus suddenly asked, "Of course, if you feel offended, we can not talk about this topic."

"I also want to know. I was busy looking for trouble for Olive Humbey and missed a lot of things." Myrtle pointed at Hagrid, "I only remember that you were fired, and then Tom Riddle Because I reported you, I received a special contribution award from the school."

"Okay... this is not something unspeakable." Hagrid cleared his throat and began to tell, "As you know, I have always liked all kinds of cute, furry animals... When I was in third grade , I got an egg from a traveler from a distant place, I hid it in the cupboard and hatched it."

"Is this Aragog you are talking about? An Acromantula?" Regulus tried hard to keep his tone calm and not reveal any disgust.

"Yes, it can talk, so I chat with it every day, and then feed it with bread crumbs and other things, hoping to make it change its instinct to eat human flesh. It listens to me very much, and it has never attacked anyone. It usually stays in the wooden box I prepared for it." Hagrid recalled the warm years between him and Aragog with a loving expression, "You should see it, it was only so small at that time, so cute of……"

Regulus felt a sense of horror. In his opinion, from any point of view, a creature like the Acromantula had nothing to do with the word cute.

"Later, something happened in the school..." Hagrid looked up at Myrtle, "She died. Professor Dippet was considering closing the school. I have been worrying about finding a safe place for Aragog. , if I don't take care of it, I'm worried..."

"I think you're worrying too much. It's an Acromantula, not a Velvet Velvet." Regulus finally couldn't help but say it.

"...One day I took it and hid in an empty classroom. It had been kept in the box for too long and needed to come out for air." Hagrid said, "I just let it out for about 5 minutes, and Tom came. ... Tom Riddle, he threatened to report me, it seems that he identified Aragog as the murderer, and did not listen to my explanation... I now understand why he was so unreasonable."

"So, you know Tom Riddle's identity, right?" Regulus asked.

Hagrid's big, disheveled head nodded twice and said, "Actually, many people at the time knew that the school's best student, Tom Riddle, later became a mysterious man."

"It turned out to be him..." Myrtle said, with an incredible expression still visible on her transparent face, "Tom was very popular back then, and many girls wrote love letters to him..."

It seems that in addition to remembering her own death in the bathroom, she also paid attention to some related current events.

"In short, people are more willing to believe the words of straight-A student Tom Riddle." Hagrid said angrily. "I admit that I once ran into the Forbidden Forest to duel with trolls, but I have never raised a werewolf cub under the bed! But this The crime was pinned on my head, they broke my wand, expelled me from Hogwarts, and took me to Azkaban..."

Hagrid began to tell how Dumbledore had vouched for him so that he could continue to stay at Hogwarts Castle as a gamekeeper and key keeper.

Regulus wasn't too interested in the old things he was talking about, but fortunately the conversation didn't last long.

With a clear and melodious cry, Phoenix Fox returned to the ground with a group of people just like before, but the image of this group of people looked a little funny.

Dumbledore himself was holding on to a tail feather, and Kingsley was holding on to Kingsley with his other hand, while Kingsley was holding Scrimgeour.

The other tail feather is holding Delix. Delix is ​​holding Cornelius Fudge's hand. Umbridge is at the bottom, holding Fudge's feet tightly, with his eyes closed tightly, and he keeps making sharp noises. Call.

Fawkes didn't care whether it was convenient for them to land, he just stopped on top of the sink and watched proudly as Umbridge, Fudge and Delis fell into a ball on the ground.

Kingsley hurriedly stepped forward and helped Fudge up from the ground.

After Umbridge got up, she first used her wand to tidy up her clothes, then took out a bottle of perfume from somewhere and sprayed it all over her body.

Hagrid was so irritated by the smell of the perfume that he sneezed twice viciously. Umbridge stared at him with disgust.

"That's what happened. I think Mr. Minister should have made a judgment after seeing the basilisk." Dumbledore said calmly to Fudge.

"Yes... that is indeed a basilisk. According to records... its killing method is also consistent with the cause of Miss Myrtle's death. Then Mr. Hagrid's reputation will be restored... But this will have to go through Wesson The formal procedures for Gamor, so it will probably take some time..." Fudge twirled his hat and said in a somewhat high tone, "In addition, according to Principal Dumbledore, the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets is Mr. Black and Snape. The professor killed... Although there was no relevant practice before... you should each be able to obtain a second-level medal of the Order of Merlin..."

"There is also an award for special contributions to the school." Dumbledore added with a smile, "It's a pity that Severus didn't hear the good news right away. I will tell him personally later."

"I think the matter can be over now." Fudge said distractedly, "Albus, we still have to rush back to the Ministry of Magic. There are several important meetings, Azkaban..."

He stopped himself in time.

Regulus noticed that Kingsley nodded slightly in the direction of Dumbledore with extremely slow movements.

"In that case, please allow Rubeus to send you away from the castle." Dumbledore had no intention of retaining Fudge and the others.

A few minutes later, Regulus came to Dumbledore's office for the fourth time in one day.

"Are you ever curious about what was the last thing Connelly leaked?" Dumbledore waved slightly, and a lemon sorbet flew in front of Regulus.

"He mentioned Azkaban." Regulus said. "There are two possibilities. One is that another prisoner has escaped, and the other is that there is a problem in Azkaban itself. I prefer the latter. By."

"why?"

"We are fortunate enough to have seen Cornelius Fudge's handling of prisoners after they escaped from prison. He will never be able to hear any news like he is now." Regulus analyzed, "Judging from his performance today, this incident It's indeed a big deal...and, those dementors in Azkaban...are they really willing to work for the Ministry of Magic?"

"I don't know if you know about the origin of Azkaban." Dumbledore said, "If you are not in a hurry to go home, we can talk about this topic."

"I would like to know, when was the last time you taught a student?" Regulus said with a smile. "It seems that I will have the honor of being the first person in decades to receive individual tutoring."

"I have been a professor of Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts." Dumbledore waved his wand, and a huge sea map appeared out of thin air in the office. "But this is the first time that the Professor of History of Magic made a guest appearance. After all, the poor Professor Binns doesn't need a vacation... Regarding Azkaban, we have to start with a wizard named Axtis in the 15th century... He built a fortress on a small island in the North Sea, and used exquisite The traceless stretching spell expands the space inside, and I live alone inside..."

As Dumbledore narrated, the sea map also zoomed in, focusing on an isolated island, where a figure built a triangular black castle.

"We know that people can't stand loneliness." There was no emotion in Dumbledore's voice. "In short, after an unknown number of years of living alone, Extis's spirit finally collapsed. , he can no longer control his magic, and the ships passing near the island will be lured by his magic, deviate from the waterway, and finally dock on the shore of the island."

"According to the legends left by the very few Muggles who escaped from that sea area, those Muggle sailors would hear the beautiful mermaid singing and then sail the ship in that direction. But those sailors who have been carried away by love When they found out that the person waiting for them was not a mermaid girl, but a crazy dark wizard, it was too late."

Regulus sighed.

"Extis tortured and killed all the people he lured to the island, and used their bodies and souls to start a series of stories - I shouldn't tell history with bias, but these two adjectives make me Must use - evil and crazy magic research. Many people believe that the souls of people killed by Extis' magic will never be freed and will always be trapped and locked in a confusing illusion - "

"What?" Regulus had never heard of this novel term and couldn't help but interrupt Dumbledore's story.

"The illusion is a zone between life and death... Only those who have experienced life and death and survived can tell us what exactly this place is." Dumbledore said, "Its shape varies from person to person. Generally speaking, it depends on one's experience. One step forward and you are in the kingdom of the dead, and one step back and you will return to the real world."

"Okay, I will forget about this." Regulus shook his head and suppressed the doubt in his stomach.Because he really hasn't experienced what it's like to be in a confusing fantasy world.

"... Where did we talk... Those souls trapped in the tangled illusion are neither dead nor living creatures. Over time, they gave birth to a terrible creature that feeds on other people's souls and happy emotions. "Dumbledore waved his wand, and a tall, thin, dark figure wearing a hood and cloak appeared in the room, stretching out his withered and rotten palms towards the two of them.

"Dementors." Regulus said harshly.

"After Extis died, the protective spell he cast on the entire island failed, and the Ministry of Magic also became aware of the island's existence. So they sent three commissioners to the island to investigate." Dumbledore said calmly. Xu shook his head, "Unfortunately, only one person came back alive, and he refused to talk about everything he saw on the island. For this reason, the Ministry of Magic had to send more people to investigate, and finally came up with a lot of pretty bad things. Report, and the least bad part of it is that the entire island has become a dementor lair.”

"This is really not bad..." Regulus sneered, "It seems that the Azkaban we know is much better than when it was first discovered. I have to do it for my dear brothers and sisters. feel happy."

"Actually, the Ministry of Magic has not considered completely destroying the castle, but they are worried that the Dementors living on the island will retaliate against the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said, "We know that even the Patronus Charm will It can only drive away the Dementors, but cannot completely kill them. The Ministry of Magic has nothing to do with these terrible monsters. You know, not everyone can cast the Patronus Charm easily."

"So, the Ministry of Magic finally made a deal with the Dementors? Provide them with food rations? And then let them help guard the prison?" Regulus quickly came to a conclusion.

"Under the circumstances, this may be the best way." Dumbledore said fairly. "You should know that the "International Statute of Secrecy" also officially came into effect during that time, and using a small wizard prison may not be possible. does not meet the requirements of this law.”

Regulus nodded and acknowledged Dumbledore's statement.

If a small prison is used to imprison wizards, and the prisoners inside decide to escape, they will inevitably make noise, which is not conducive to hiding in front of Muggles.

"...The Ministry of Magic once considered building a special wizard prison on the Hebridean Islands." Dumbledore recounted, "But at that time, the Ministry of Magic's funds were not enough to support this project, and the plan was delayed until 1718. When Morris Rowle was elected Minister of Magic..."

The surname Roll was familiar to Regulus, as he was a member of a pure-blood family.Among the Death Eaters, there is also a big man named Dolphin Roll. He has strong magic power, but his accuracy in casting spells is very poor. Every time he appears, the place is always a mess.

"... Damocles Rohr believes that dementors are perfect prison guards, and those prisoners can become food for the dementors. This is the best of both worlds."