Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

(Actually, it should be split into one and a half chapters, but I didn’t split it because I was too lazy)

"Unbelievable...really unbelievable!"

Professor McGonagall murmured as she saw in front of her a light spell that any wizard could use.

"Is it because the object of your transformation is a human?"

"That's why you retained your ability to cast spells, right?"

Professor McGonagall spoke hurriedly, as if she wanted to verify something.

"Yes, but not entirely, Professor."

Rollo, who knew his transformed body best, could clearly sense the difference between this body and his original body.

"Although I am still me and this body looks like me who has grown up by six or seven years, I can find that I can also clearly know that it is completely different from my original body."

"What are you referring to?" Professor McGonagall pulled Rollo into a chair. She even used her wand to summon a quill and parchment, recording every word carefully.

"I don't need a wand to cast my spells, but this is not wandless casting as we understand it."

"The existence of the wand is to allow wizards to guide the magic power out of the body better, clearer and more smoothly. The reason why most wizards do not have the ability to cast spells after losing their wands is that the wizards themselves have very poor perception of magic power. Keen."

"I was able to cast spells without a wand before because I have stronger perception and control of magic than other people, so I can cast spells without a wand."

"but now....."

Rollo opened his hand.

"I don't need to use my keen sense of magic to make the magic follow my will and release magic. Magic has become an inseparable part of my body."

"Actually, this description, this look, is like——"

"Magical creatures." Professor McGonagall, who instantly understood Rollo's meaning, guessed the answer.

"Yes, Professor, just like magical creatures, they don't need teaching or guidance. The magic power naturally exists in their bodies, like arms and hands."

"Usually, little wizards will have their first magic attack between the ages of three and eight. Those uncontrollable magic will cause some accidents. The calm period of magic begins at the age of 11, which is why The admission age for almost all magic schools is 11 years old."

"When wizards reach adulthood at the age of 17, the magic power in their bodies will stabilize and they won't have unstable sexual intercourse like they did when they were children. In this way, adult wizards can enter society without being cared for by professors."

"The emergence of Obscurus is because the little wizard did not receive good guidance and education, and the suppressed magic power did not have a correct channel to release, so this dark power with self-awareness was bred and emerged in the little wizard's body, but No magical creature will go through this period, and the Obscurus will not appear in any magical creature except wizards."

"For magic, magical creatures are its real children, and wizards... What we get are just the leftovers that slip from the children's mouths. Magic has never favored us, at least most people are not. Such favor."

"Except purebloods."

"Like other magical creatures, he is a true pure-blood wizard who is the darling of magic!"

"Maybe I can start a new topic now, Professor McGonagall."

"A brand new topic called "Wizard Shuoyuan" is about exploring the grand topic of how humans never accept magic and become magic users."

"Continuing the research of the unknown ancestor, he discovered that the blood of magical creatures flows in the body of wizards, and I want to further understand how humans were able to integrate the blood of magical creatures into themselves, and It is passed down through the bloodline."

"If you also want to take a look, the book is on the bookshelf No. 127 in the *** area, on the far left of the fourth floor."

"Perhaps you are confused about this?"

Rollo was very keenly aware of the shock and confusion on Professor McGonagall's face. After all, almost no one in the magical world mentioned this statement. Wizards have always considered themselves to be higher than magical creatures because they stand on At the top of the food chain, looking down at all living beings.

At least in modern times, this has been the case in the past few hundred or even two thousand years.

But the planet under their feet... For the planet, a thousand years is not even a blink of an eye, and ten thousand years is not even a blink of an eye.

The innate and inexplicable arrogance of human beings always prevents them from seeing this clearly. Perhaps only a hundred years, or as many as 200 years of natural life are not enough for everyone to see clearly how short-lived their own civilization is.

"Perhaps I can give you a small glimpse now."

Rollo stood up, followed closely by Professor McGonagall. They opened the door and walked into the pouring rain.

He stretched out his palm in the rain, and then spoke softly.

"Let there be light."

Then a small piece of dark cloud dispersed, casting a beam of sunlight onto his hands that were wet with rain.

"Look." Rollo turned to look at Professor McGonagall, "This is my magic."

"This is my Animagus, Professor."

"A pure-blood wizard, or in other words, the original appearance of a wizard."

The thunderstorm came violently but went away quickly. After the dark clouds quickly wrung out the water vapor, the pouring rain also became drizzling. The remaining clouds blown by the high-altitude wind allowed the bright sunshine to shine.

It seemed to prove once again that it was not a spell.

God once said: Let there be light, so there was light in the world.

Now someone says: Let there be light, so the dark clouds disperse and the sun shines.

There is no God in the world, but when someone does something that others cannot do, then there is a God in the world.

As recorded in the ancient ballads of the horse people, there were no wizards in the world, only ordinary people worshiped and worshiped the gods.

In the remaining songs, traces of the wizard slowly appeared.

"Setina."

Rollo walked up to the centaur girl, then opened his arms and hugged her.

"Look, I'm almost as tall as you now."

"Yes." Setina smiled sweetly and kissed Rollo's forehead gently, "He has grown a lot taller."

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Professor McGonagall, who seemed to have come back to her senses, coughed a few times. The show of affection in front of her was really too much. Although the combination of handsome men and beautiful women was pleasing to the eye, she just had to take care of the old man's mood.

"I look forward to your future research, Rollo."

Professor McGonagall said seriously, "However, regarding the registration of Animagus, I do not recommend that you continue. Although I can accept and believe it, people in the magical world...most people..."

She pointed to her head, "I have to admit that stereotyped thinking dominates the majority, and there are not many dangerous and crazy researchers in the world."

"Protect your secrets and don't let too many people know until you become truly stronger."

"I understand, Professor." Rollo nodded, "Didn't my family eventually be destroyed because of being spied on?"

"I've been targeted for a long time, so I won't take it lightly, Professor."

"Thank you." Rollo bowed slightly. He received Professor McGonagall's concern.

"I will explain it to the Ministry of Magic for you. Just say that there was an accident in the steps. This kind of thing is very common and will not arouse suspicion."

"You can come to my house as a guest when you have time, you know where it is."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand to evaporate the water vapor on her clothes. Then she stood on a broomstick handsomely and waved goodbye to them.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall was definitely an excellent Quidditch player when she was young."

Looking at the figure leaving gracefully, Luo Luo couldn't help but smile. With this skillful flying posture, he was no less inferior to the great boy in the school team.

"I don't know if the thunder just now woke Atlana up. I'm going to check on her."

Turning around, the little Rollo, who only reached Cetina's chest, came back. Although he was still handsome when he grew up, he still felt like "seeing each other sincerely" after the Animagus transformation. It still made him a little uncomfortable.

"By the way, Cetina."

"What's wrong?"

"Want to learn magic? I'll teach you."

"But centaurs can't...learn the magic of your wizards, right?"

"But I also have centaur blood flowing inside me."

Rollo, who was pretending to be mysterious, winked at Cetina. What he just showed to Professor McGonagall was not all of him.

The fact that the object of transformation was a pure-blood wizard was enough to surprise Professor McGonagall. If there was more...

The elderly may not be able to bear this stimulation.

"That...okay."

Although she didn't guess what Rollo meant, Setina still nodded with a sweet smile, "I went to the forest to pick some fresh fruits. The fruits after the rain are the most delicious."

The real leisurely holiday begins after the thunderstorm, for Rollo, but for Harry, who lives at No. [-], Virgin Road, this is the time when the thunderstorm is at its most violent.

We need to go back a few days ago, to the end of July.

An elf named Dobby sneaked into his room. This strange guy intercepted the letters, birthday cakes and gifts sent by his friends, and used floating magic to destroy Aunt Petunia's preparation for the guests. of pudding.

And all this was actually to prevent himself from going to Hogwarts. He warned Harry that Hogwarts was in danger and that there was danger against him.

Therefore, Harry received a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic, warning him that underage wizards are not allowed to perform magic in front of Muggles, and if he does it again, he will be expelled.

Nothing could be worse than this. Even if Harry stuffed the last piece of Honey Bee candy into his mouth, the sweetness melting in his mouth would not make him happy at all.

"How nice, Hedwig, that you still have the rat snacks Draco bought you, and my last candy has been eaten."

The thought of the canned soup three times a day made Harry feel sick to his empty stomach.

"Save your food. If no one rescues us, this pack of rat slices will last you at least a month."

Harry shook the bag of rat slices sadly, but there wasn't much left in it.

The only good news was that the letters sent by his friends were returned to their original owners. The more than ten thick letters made Harry feel warm in his heart.

Many of them had been opened. Although Harry was quite happy for his companions, he was not happy when he looked up and saw the windows that were sealed by iron bars.

Uncle Vernon discovered that he could not cast spells outside the school, and planned to use physical means to trap Harry. If Harry used magic to open the door, he would not be able to return to Hogwarts after being expelled.

This made him feel desperate.

"But it's better than doing nothing at all."

In order to distract himself from the uncomfortable feeling of emptiness in his stomach, Harry opened a scrawled letter that Draco had sent him, which made Harry feel a little confused.

Is Draco in trouble?

With this idea in his mind, Harry quickly opened the envelope, and the first sentence that caught his eye shocked Harry.

"I ran away from home Harry. My father knew what happened to me at school, and he voted against the reform of Slytherin. He didn't understand the glory of Slytherin at all. In the end, The important thing is that he is very, very opposed to me being friends with you, and even more opposed to me getting to know Hermione.

You know, my father is very prejudiced against people who are not pure-blood wizards. I can't persuade him. Even my mother is against it. I can't write the specific things in the letter. I will tell you when I get to school. .

But don't worry, I'm fine now, I'm just a little lost. It feels too bad not to be able to use my wand casually. Although the Ministry of Magic allows young wizards to use magic when their lives are in danger, this is bullshit and there is nothing nearby. As an adult wizard, once I cast a spell, the Ministry of Magic will be able to find me through traces, and my dad will definitely be here immediately, and that is the worst case scenario.

Fortunately, I remembered that there are knight buses. As long as I raise my wand, they will appear. I have arrived in London safely. I plan to find Hermione and stay at her house for a few days. I hope she comes back from her trip. , I am writing to her. "

"I hope the holiday won't be that bad, and my aunt and uncle won't make things difficult for you."

——Draco.

After reading the letter, Harry perked up as if he had drank a large glass of ice-cold lemonade on a hot day.

"Can you cast spells as long as an adult wizard is around? Or is your life in danger? And the Knight Bus?"

With his mind alert, Harry immediately came up with the idea that starving to the point of death should be regarded as life-threatening, but there were too many uncertainties, and it would be too bad to continue to starve.

But as for the Knight Bus...

Harry glanced at the darkening sky outside and restrained his excitement to immediately stretch out his wand and wave it.

He waited restlessly for six hours, during which time he only drank a bowl of cold canned soup with a few leaves. However, Hedwig was full and was looking at Harry with dazzling eyes.

"We can leave soon, Hedwig! If all goes well."

Harry, who had put on a jeans jacket, stood on the chest of drawers and squatted at the window. He held the wand in his outstretched right hand, then raised it high and waved it.

This kind of action is a bit funny, but in the dead of night, no one will notice this scene.

"Perhaps Knight Bus didn't even notice?"

Just when Harry was thinking with some loss, a sudden phantom appeared in the small garden under his window. A speeding purple three-decker bus appeared instantly. The railings and debris that were originally blocking the road were all at this moment. He instantly jumped aside to make room for it.

"The location where you hailed a taxi is really special."

A window of the three-decker bus was opened, and a thin man said to Harry.

"But you are still welcome. The Knight Bus is for wizards and witches who are in trouble. You are trapped in the house, right?"

Just when the man who looked like a conductor wanted to continue chatting, Harry quickly said to him: "You are an adult wizard, right?"

"Uh..." The conductor nodded with questions in his head, "It's obvious, maybe I'm too young?"

"marvelous!"

Harry smiled at him, then withdrew his arm and pointed at the closed door.

"The Alaho hole opens."

The locked door opened in response.

"Wow~" The conductor who stuck his neck out gave Harry a thumbs up, "I didn't expect you to be so brave! But it's so cool, I'll keep it a secret for you."

"Then get in the car now?"

"I need to go down and get some money and my suitcase."

"Then you have to hurry up, maybe someone else needs us."

"How much is the fare to Diagon Alley?"

"Eleven Sickles, if you add two Sickles, you can..."

"I'll give you ten times as long as you wait for me for a while."

Hearing Harry's words, the conductor's eyes instantly widened and he patted his chest in assurance, but Harry raised his finger and he immediately covered his mouth.