This Hogwarts is not normal

10 minutes ago, the school hospital.

After settling down Trelawney, McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a complicated expression.

"What is it?" Snape was more anxious than ever.

"I don't know." McGonagall shook her head helplessly, "I didn't catch the first sentence Sybil said, but I vaguely heard the word 'true'."

Dumbledore nodded, motioning for her to continue.

Mag took a deep breath, "Tonight, he will face an unprecedented challenge against those terrifying monsters.

He began to long for power, longing for all the power that can conquer the world.

Overcoming this challenge, he will grow up quickly and personally destroy the order that the magic world has maintained for thousands of years. "

Snape's face was extremely gloomy.

The protagonist of the prophecy is already very clear, and it can only be Voldemort who has not much power left.

"Dumbledore, that person is in the Albanian forest now?"

"An old friend of mine told me so."

Snape turned around without a word.

"Severus," Dumbledore called to him, "this prophecy doesn't specify who it is, and even the hint is vague."

It is true that the Albanian forests are full of terrifying monsters, but the prophecy speaks of growth, not restoration of strength.

unless……

Snape let go of his clenched fist, "Dumbledore, do you know something?"

"I'm not sure." Dumbledore's expression was quite tangled.

The end of the prophecy is to "destroy the order in the magic world that has been maintained for thousands of years", and as far as he knows, there are actually more than one suspects.

If Voldemort returns, there will undoubtedly be a new war.

The protagonist of the prophecy 13 years ago was Harry, and only one could survive between him and Voldemort.

Was it before the war?Or after the war?No one knows.

As for the other suspect...

A gleam flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and his expression became extremely determined, "I think I need to go somewhere now."

"Where are you going?" McGonagall and Snape were anxious.

A burst of fire appeared on Dumbledore's shoulder, "Go to an old friend, an old friend who can answer doubts."

The red flames spread rapidly, enveloping his whole body.

Snape wanted to ask more questions, but Fox had already taken him away.

"Severus, all we have to do now is wait patiently for Albus to come back."

The Albanian forest is a restricted area that even dark wizards dare not step into. Only a handful of wizards can guarantee that they can escape unscathed.

Snape said nothing, but McGonagall knew he had calmed down.

Just as she let go of her pursed lips, she pursed them tightly again.

The two looked out the window at the same time.

In the dark night sky, something is spreading the breath of despair.

The scale is so large that the dementors from the entire Scottish Highlands are probably here.

Without any communication, McGonagall and Snape ran out of the school hospital at the same time.

It happened during the Halloween dinner, after Dumbledore left.

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hall,

A cold and desperate atmosphere began to spread.

"Sed!" Vincent raised his wand high and cast the Patronus Charm.

Just as the Patronus of Suanni flew out of the castle, Cedric's Patronus of the Horse also appeared.

Sprout smiled and nodded, then scowled, raising his wand at the same time as Flitwick.

"Call God Guardian—"

The Patronus Eagle and the Patronus Mole chase out of the castle.

The most important thing now is not why the dementors came here, but how to protect the students in the school.

The four patron saints flew out of the castle one after another, and even Neville, who had just woken up, knew why.

This time it's not on the train, not only Professor Lupine can use the Patronus Charm.

McGonagall ran into the auditorium to look around, raised his wand and recited the spell.

Her Patronus is the same recognizable tabby cat as her Animagus form.

"There was a little accident, let's continue the dinner!"

Snape, who came back, seemed to have no intention of casting the Patronus Charm.

A small number of students secretly slandered that he would not, the most representative ones being of course Fred and George.

Meg is the tabby, Flitwick is the eagle, and Sprout is the mole.

"They are all Headmasters. I'm afraid Snape is not one of those fallen evil wizards."

The twins spoke with certainty, as if he would be devoured by maggots that emerged from the backfire if he uttered the spell.

Vincent couldn't help complaining: "Is there a possibility that Snape's Patronus is a snake?"

The friends all looked at the second largest pumpkin.

Harry's complexion was obviously much better than that on the train, it seemed that the influence of the dementors was already very small.

Hermione's tone was full of uncertainty: "The Serpentine Patronus is also a snake, so it should be able to be manipulated by Parseltongue."

Snape, feeling malicious, glared over.

She didn't dare to meet this cold gaze, but subconsciously looked at Vincent who gave her a thumbs up.

"You're right, he hates Harry so much, he certainly doesn't want everyone to know about his Patronus."

His cold eyes focused on the back of the blame man's head.

Vincent thought of Lupine.

His Patronus should also have an entity, maybe he chose to hide it for some personal reasons.

"Why do I always feel that the back of my head is cold?"

Vincent turned around and stared back.

The two sides are evenly matched, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to tell the winner.

As for the dementors outside the castle, I can only give them a cool song.

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There is a country with a long history in the south of Central Europe.

It borders Hungary and Slovakia to the east, Slovenia and Italy to the south, Switzerland and Liechtenstein to the west, and Germany and the Czech Republic to the north. It is a landlocked country far from the sea.

Dumbledore's destination was this country, to be precise, the Alps in the southwestern part of the country, the dilapidated fortress standing among the mountains.

"For the greater good..."

The words on the fortress have been weathered for a long time, and the whole has decayed and fallen off.

Dumbledore whispered softly, as if returning to some distant time.

He closed his eyes, immersed in the memory.

In a valley, two teenagers were lying on the soft grass.

[Albus, what do you think the essence of the world is? ]

[It should be interests, whether it is morality or law, it is essentially a manifestation of safeguarding interests. ]

[It’s an interesting view, any hype is just a banner, the purpose is just to cover up the naked exchange of interests behind the scenes? ]

[My father... both he and my sister were victims of it. ]

[Albus, have you thought about doing something? ]

[Gellert, I...]

Dumbledore suddenly opened his eyes.

1945—--1993

For 48 years, they have not seen each other for 48 years.

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