Holy Light Professor at Hogwarts

There was peace in the Forbidden Forest, and even the birds were unwilling to fly around in the cold wind.

But it was not without some circumstances. Shortly after Kirk climbed back to the west tower, he saw Quirrell hurriedly passing by the church door and entering the Forbidden Forest.

These days, he often goes in and out of the Forbidden Forest. Considering that he is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, this is not surprising. After all, he has to prepare some materials for class; but considering that he is likely to be bewitched or controlled by Voldemort, this has to be done. People are worried.

Fortunately, not long after he entered the Forbidden Forest, Professor Snape also entered the Forbidden Forest wearing a black hood; Kirk felt that he was probably following Quirrell. After all, Principal Dumbledore said that he would monitor Quirrell. The task was handed over to...Severus.

However, just as Professor Snape entered the Forbidden Forest, a black dot flashed across the sky, and Kirk stuck his head out of the window and looked up.

"Harry, what is he doing in the Forbidden Forest?"

Today, everyone in the Forbidden Forest can put together a table of mahjong, including Hagrid, Quirrell, Snape, and now Harry.

Fortunately, Harry did not enter the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Instead, he rode his broom and slowly landed on a big tree on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He leaned against the trunk of the tree, hiding his figure, as if eavesdropping on something.

As for what he was eavesdropping on... it probably had something to do with Professor Snape. It seemed like he was following Professor Snape.

The current situation is very delicate, a bit like "you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs."

Kirk didn't want to get involved in this matter. Would someone like Professor Snape find out that someone was following him?

Without much effort, Professor Snape walked out of the Forbidden Forest, and Harry quietly flew away.

At this time, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed deep in the Forbidden Forest, and it took about half a second before the explosion was heard.

Hagrid!

Kirk didn't care about waiting for Harry to fly away. He climbed out of the window and, under Harry's surprised gaze, turned into a golden light and flew towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

It takes more than half an hour to walk, but Kirk flew there in two or three minutes. Black smoke was rising from the place where the incident occurred, so he didn't have to worry about losing his direction.

Landing steadily with "Good Luck", he thought there would be some big scene, but Kirk didn't notice anything.

Hagrid was leaning against a big tree, lightning flashing from the thunder-cast battle ax in his hand. He didn't seem injured, but he looked like he was frightened.

There was an arrow stuck deeply into the trunk of the big tree he was leaning on, less than a slap away from Hagrid's head.

The place where the explosion occurred was not far in front of Hagrid. The ground there was scorched black, and the greasy lichen and messy thorns were burned away, and thick black smoke was emitted.

Kirk vigilantly gave Hagrid a "purity spell" to bring him back from his sluggish state.

"What happened? Who attacked you?"

Hagrid carefully stayed away from the arrow, then slumped down in the open space next to him: "I didn't see it clearly!"

Kirk frowned, he was beaten and he didn't know who was beating him. This was a bit inappropriate.

"It uses bows and arrows very well, and moves very quickly..." Hagrid analyzed this: "I guess it's a centaur!"

"Centaurs?"

Kirk didn't understand. After all, it was the centaurs who told Hagrid that there was something going on here.

Hagrid nodded: "No other magical animal can satisfy these two points at the same time. I guess it is the centaur who left the group. It regards this place as its territory, so it will warn me when I step here." .”

As he spoke, Hagrid pointed to the arrow on the big tree.

Kirk understood a little bit: "You mean, the centaurs want to use you to eliminate the traitors? Oh, maybe not, they may just want to tell you to prevent you from entering here by mistake and getting hurt."

"Yes." Hagrid probably thought the same way: "Centaurs always talk like this."

Knowing what was going on, Kirk also put the staff back: "Let the centaurs solve the problem of traitors by themselves. I think you need to take a good rest."

Hagrid stood up holding on to the tree trunk. His legs were still a little weak. After all, death was only a slap away from him: "I think I need a good drink."

"No problem, where to? Hogsmeade?"

Hogsmeade Village, a wizarding village next to Hogwarts, is called a village, but it can actually be said to be a commercial street. Many shops in Diagon Alley have branches here.

Kirk and Hagrid rested in his hut for a while, then left Hogwarts and came here.

Probably because it's not a holiday, there aren't many people on the streets here, especially Honeydukes Candy Shop and Zuko's Joke Shop, both of which are doing sluggish business; but this kind of scene is limited to the shops that these little wizards like, like It's a place like a bar, but it's still very lively.

Kirk wanted to go to the Three Broomsticks, where the butterbeer tasted great and the owner, Ms. Rosmerta, was also very pretty.

But Hagrid obviously prefers the Hog's Head Bar, where he can relax more, because the people who go there come from all walks of life.

After pushing open the door of the Pig's Head Bar, the bell on the door rang. The wizards in the room looked at the door and lost interest when they saw Hagrid's huge body. It seemed that Hagrid was a frequent visitor here. .

Kirk followed Hagrid into the bar. The bar was dark and cold. Kirk had thought that the Leaky Cauldron was the darkest bar he had ever seen, but it was obviously not.

Most of the wizards in the bar wore hoods and hid their faces deeply. There were not many who revealed their appearance like Kirk and Hagrid.

"Hagrid!"

At the bar, a bartender with deep scars on his face shouted Hagrid's name and smashed a large wine glass on the table.

Hagrid walked over, picked up the wine glass, took a few big sips, and then let out a long belch, which seemed to make his whole body clear: "Baker! Give our Dean Kirk a beer!"

Hagrid's voice resounded through the bar, and the guests and the bartender all looked at Kirk. They had already heard about the Hogwarts Hospital becoming the fifth house, but what they knew about the new director named Kirk. Not much, since Dumbledore declined the Daily Prophet's request to interview Kirk, and the new Head of House kept a low profile.

After all, he should be a wizard who is good at healing. In fact, no one has any bad feelings about this matter, especially the director of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, who praised this reform of Hogwarts.

He believes that this is the best era of Hogwarts since Delise Derwent became the principal. This is an era of re-emergence of the medical power in the British wizarding community.

The Lady Delis Derwent he was talking about was a principal of Hogwarts in the eighteenth century. Before she took up the position of principal, she was a therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies. Until now, her The portrait hangs not only in the headmaster's office but also on the wall of the waiting room at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Maladies.