miss foley of hp hogwarts

At the end of the summer of 1976, the sunshine in the Scottish Plateau was still very bright, but the heat shining down was not very strong.

The little wizards who had just entered school, especially the little wizards from the south who were fed up with the scorching sun, ran excitedly under the sun and enjoyed the comfortable climate.

The old students were all wrapped in loose wizard robes, except for the Quidditch team members who were flying around the field in training clothes.

They all know that the sunshine in Hogwarts is a "gentle killer" that can make you shed a layer of skin silently.

The next day, they could see a group of children who were all red from the sun.

The purple light dissipated at the tip of the wand, and Ace put down the wand regretfully, "It still doesn't work?"

This was already the most promising spell she felt, and it was also the best she had ever cast.

Ace looked at the wand in his hand and raised it again, "expectopatronum."

The blue halo of light dimly lit up, and finally upward, a perfect gesture of summoning the God Guard to cast a spell was completed.

But the light soon faded.

This is not because Summoning God Guard is a useless spell, but because Ace cannot cast it.

Ace was unable to live up to the requirements of its cast - strong, loving and hopeful memories.

"Is it because I can't implement the Patronus Charm?" Ace comforted himself with some frustration.

If only it were like this.Even if this curse had a glimmer of hope of success, it would save many people from dying under the Killing Curse.

Snape and a group of wizards were currently learning the advanced spell of "Apparition".

There were not too many people signing up this year, so the four colleges were arranged together.

As for the lecturer, it was Alastor Moody who came in a hurry.

James nudged Lupine with his elbow, "Do you know who the professor is teaching us this year?"

His eyes were filled with the triumph of knowing in advance, as if to say: "Ask me! I know!"

"Who is it?" Peter heard it and came over to ask, and then complained: "I hope he is a professor who is easy to get along with."

Little wizards like Peter who did not participate in private training during the holidays were simply hurt a lot in the first class in the Chamber of Secrets this semester.

Now I shudder a little at the mention of Hogsmeade.

James showed a look of pity.

"Oh, no!" Peter immediately understood what that meant.

At this moment, Moody opened the door.

"Oh my god!"

"It's Mr. Moody! It's Mr. Moody!"

"I'm not dreaming, right? Merlin!"

The whole classroom was filled with exclamations, boiling like a pot of boiling water.

Snape was also a little surprised.

He didn't think it was a good decision to send Moody to Hogwarts. He knew clearly that the Death Eaters were only temporarily dormant.

In the past year, the Daily Prophet has published many results of the Enforcement Division, such as how many Death Eater operations were blocked, how many strongholds were destroyed, and how many Death Eaters were sent to Azkaban.

Among them, the Aurors who led most of the operations were Moody. Among the young wizards at Hogwarts, even the neutral factions had many fans of him.

"Quiet!" The deafening cry echoed through the classroom.

Moody tapped his hand with the wand, "Everyone must know me, so we won't waste time."

Moody's class was straight to the point, and his teaching style was exactly the same as Celine's.

He was also taught by a doctor from St. Mungo's Hospital, who was said to have extensive experience in treating accidental dismemberments.

In this class, even the "predators" clamped their tails and studied hard, not daring to slack off at all.

Moody's purpose of coming here was only known to Dumbledore, and it was not complicated. He was just taking a short vacation to see Fielding and Cathy's daughter.

Not being able to save Fielding and Cathy was a regret that lingered in his heart.If he had been faster, they might not have died.

And failing to stop Ace from taking risks made him feel even more guilty.

He wanted to see this strong-hearted girl in person, using the eyes that Cathy designed for him.

"boom!"

A loud bang sounded in Riddle's old house. The long table in front of Voldemort fell into pieces, and his chest heaved violently.

He turned to look at Bella, the only one still alive, and stepped forward to grab her throat, "Is it you!?"

"Uh, lord, master... no..."

Bella was choked and could only barely utter a few syllables. She shook her head hard, trying to say it wasn't her.

Voldemort looked at the ring lying on the ground that was exactly the same as that of the Gaunt family, with a ferocious expression.

"Who is it? Who is it!?"

Just when all the Death Eaters felt that Voldemort was less difficult to deal with, he exploded again.

It was just a routine report, but somehow, his hand stopped turning his index finger, and the ring he had been wearing was taken off.

Voldemort suddenly found that the dark magic aura on the ring had become lighter. When he looked carefully, he found that it was just an imitation with a curse on it.

You must know that when the curse has not yet taken effect, the breath of black magic felt is very similar.

This resulted in him discovering that the ring on his hand had been swapped.If Bella hadn't lost Hufflepuff's golden cup before, he wouldn't have kept it on his hand.

Voldemort was furious, this was simply an insult to the majestic Dark Lord!What's more, it's not a simple ring.

All the Death Eaters present suffered this unnecessary disaster and became cold corpses lying on the ground.

Bella struggled out of his hands and lay on the ground without daring to move. The nightmare-like memory of that period came back again.

Regulus covered his mouth tightly and hid outside the room, daring not to move.

Logically speaking, he wouldn't appear here.

But Sirius was destined to never return to the Black family, so Signus, who had regained power, sent him to express his loyalty to the Dark Lord.

He is here to deliver the message that the Ministry of Magic has relaxed its vigilance and now is a good time to attack Azkaban!

The door was slammed open.

Voldemort looked at Regulus and Kreacher outside the door, "Who asked you to come here?"

Bella's eyes widened immediately, "Regulus!?"

Voldemort glanced at Bella lying on the ground, "Regulus? The second son?"

"I forgot that there is such a person as Sirius Black."

He raised his foot and stepped on Bella, "Did you leak the news to him and let him steal my ring, huh? Bella?"

Regulus shook his head eagerly, "No! No! We haven't seen Sirius for a long time."

"Really? Then go and find it for me!" Voldemort grabbed Regulus by the collar of his clothes and lifted him up.

"If you can't find it, you don't have to live anymore."

"get out."