demon hunter at hogwarts

As a master of potions, Snape personally prepared the powerful sedatives and dreamless sleep potions, which are naturally outstanding in their effects.

As a result, Regulus, who was drugged, fell into a deep sleep.

"...Master Regulus is sick, what should Kreacher do? The master should go home, no one can take care of him here..." Dimly, Regulus heard a bullfrog-like voice muttering.

Then, there was a warmth on his face, as if someone was wiping his face with a wet towel.

He opened his eyes, just in time to see Kreacher's lightbulb-like eyes.

"Master Regulus is awake!" Kreacher somersaulted in excitement, then resolutely rushed towards the stone wall, shouting, "Kreacher failed to take good care of Master Regulus..."

Regulus stopped Kreacher's self-harm in time and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

It had been three days since he passed out in Dumbledore's office.

The effect of the potion was still continuing, and Regulus looked particularly calm.

He recalled the experiences of the past few days, especially after the conversation with the mysterious voice.

He came into contact with new knowledge that he had never heard of before, and devoted himself to learning. Then, his mentality became uncontrollably impatient.

"There's something wrong with those things!" he quickly came to a conclusion.

The side effect of powerful magic is that it makes people obsessed and eventually loses their mind.

Most of the powerful ancient magicians were regarded as madmen, such as Ptolemy and Paracelsus.

Regulus believed that he had not yet reached the level of those sages.

But after a few days of glimpses, he did feel the power of that knowledge. If he could fully master it, he wouldn't have to be afraid of Voldemort.

This made him unable to bear to give up.

In the end, he chose to use Occlumency to seal most of his memories, and only selected a few magic spells that he thought he could master for further study.

At this time, the irresistible hunger instantly overwhelmed him like a tide, and his stomach was unbearably empty, and he trembled involuntarily.

"What does Master Regulus need? Kreacher will do it now!"

"No, Kreacher, I want you to go home and have a good rest. Remember to lift the cloth off the portraits to let them breathe."

After sending away the tearful elf, Regulus ate a piece of chocolate and hurried to the auditorium.

Maybe the dinner is not over yet.

As soon as he walked out of the office and went down a flight of stairs, he met the Weasley twins.

"Sir, have you recovered from your illness? When can you come back to teach us?" Fred Weasley said eagerly.

"Just tomorrow," Regulus replied.

"That's great!" the twins exclaimed in unison.

"What's wrong?" Regulus was confused. "I'm back in class. Is it worth celebrating? It seems I'm quite popular."

"Compared to Snape, you are indeed a better teacher..." Fred muttered.

Seeing the strange look on Regulus's face, Fred immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean that...it was just Snape..."

"Defense Against the Dark Arts for the past two days has been taught by the old bat Snape...Merlin, he is so scary. I have never seen him like that in Potions class." George took over and gave Frey Virtue comes to the rescue.

"That's because you didn't pay attention in Potions class." Angelina rolled her eyes at the twins as she passed by, "Didn't you see when we were talking about hair erecting potions today? He was staring at those rat tails. His expression is like looking at the enemy who killed his father."

"It must be because his hair is too oily. Everything related to hair..."

George poked Fred in the ribs frantically, choking the last part of his sentence back in his throat.

Regulus turned around and discovered what made the two of them so scared.

Snape, dressed in black, with a sallow face and gloomy eyes, limped out from the end of the corridor.

Without even looking at the twins, he walked straight up to Regulus and said in a low voice: "Headmaster Dumbledore wants to see you for something.

"I'll go over after dinner, Merlin on board. I'm starving to death."

"Then you'd better hurry up." Snape said a few words firmly, turned around and left.

While Snape and Regulus were talking, the twins ran away.

In the end, Regulus gave up the idea of ​​eating, since the chocolate had begun to take effect anyway.

He caught up with Snape in two steps, and the two of them headed to Dumbledore's office.

While waiting for the gargoyle to open the door for a few seconds, he suddenly had the illusion that since the beginning of the school year, he had spent more time in Dumbledore's office than in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Ascending the spiral staircase, Dumbledore was leaning back in his armchair, newspaper in hand.

"Today's new Daily Prophet, are you interested in reading it?"

Regulus heard clearly the emphasis in Dumbledore's tone.

The front page of the newspaper showed a short, fat, ugly witch with a bow on her head and a sweet smirk on her face, resembling some kind of amphibian.

Seeing this photo, Regulus felt sick in his stomach and was secretly glad that he didn't go to the auditorium to eat.

He read on.

"...a vicious incident occurred in Little Whinging, Surrey earlier today, in which sixteen Muggles were injured. The Ministry of Magic has arrested the suspect. During the interrogation, the suspect has always claimed that he blew himself up. Harry Potter, but reliable sources indicate that Harry Potter is safe and sound a few blocks away..."

Regulus put down the newspaper, looked at Dumbledore, and asked, "Is the Daily Prophet crazy? Can such interrogation details be written in a newspaper?"

"Read on," Dumbledore said flatly.

"... Umbridge, the Deputy Minister of Magic in charge of the case, said in an interview: 'After a fair trial, we learned that the suspect drank an overdose of madness or hallucinogens, so that he entered a delusional state, but No matter what, anyone who tries to undermine the stability of the wizarding world will be severely punished, and he will be sent to Azkaban for life.'"

"Deputy Minister Umbridge also said that anyone found to be spreading rumors to undermine social stability will also be punished."

"This means that the Ministry of Magic wants to treat this... attack as a mess caused by a madman who got knocked up?" Regulus slammed the newspaper with Umbridge's face on the table.

"Don't be like this, don't you know the methods of those politicians?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "Cornelly Fudge has never been a guy known for his bravery. We cannot be disrupted by their actions."

"So you called me here just to show me this pile of garbage so that I can't eat?" Regulus sneered, "You are really a good principal who cares about your employees."

"The fact is that there was indeed an attack on Harry Potter there, and there was more than one attacker." Dumbledore finally became serious.