National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

Snape and Dumbledore listened to it, but their expressions were different, Snape's face was mostly confused and confused, while Dumbledore's expression was full of solemnity and thought.

"A vital piece of information, it reveals a lot of details that I haven't figured out, thank you, Leon, it's getting late, you go back and rest first. After Dumbledore finished thinking, the expression on his face was much soothed, and then he began to dismiss Leon, a child laborer.

Leon didn't refuse, what he wanted to do had been done temporarily, he was still young, and it was easy to get bald if he stayed up late, so Leon walked directly to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore and Snape followed behind him, and there was no communication throughout the whole process, until Leon entered the entrance of the Slytherin common room located underground, Dumbledore took Snape and quickly rushed to the headmaster's room, as for what to talk about, then only God knows.

Tonight is quite exciting for Leon, although he has always had these modern ordnance weapons, but he has used grenades at most before, and the permanent weapon is still the M1911 pistol, and today I tried an assault rifle and RPG rocket, and it feels pretty cool.

"Maybe you can always have some of these jungles in the future, it seems that for wizards, modern weapons are still a strong threat. Having made the decision that would make countless wizards fearful of the Muggle world in the future, Leon fell asleep.

This time, when Leon woke up normally, it was already three poles of the sun.

"Tut-tut, it's ten o'clock, it's going to be cold. Glancing at his pocket watch, Leon's face darkened, the first class in the morning, if I remember correctly, was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration course, and now even if I rushed over, I was afraid that I could only see Professor McGonagall's serious expression announcing the end of the class, so I simply didn't hurry, took a shower, and walked leisurely towards the auditorium.

Because it was class time, there were few young wizards in Hogwarts, only the occasional ghost shuttling through the corridors, telling Leon about the magic of the house and that he was not dreaming, but just walked to the second floor, a sharp voice suddenly came from above Leon's head.

"Ah, a little wizard who skipped class! "

Leon followed the prestige, a ghost wearing a Santa hat and the appearance of a child floated above his head, but Leon knew that this thing was not a ghost, but a ghost that had existed since the opening of Hogwarts, the product of all kinds of mental stress and suppressed mischief emotions of previous young wizards, Peeves.

"Peeves, I don't want to mess with you if you have nothing to do to bully Filch and his cats, or attack the little wizards after class with a water balloon. "Faced with this guy who loves to make troubles and mischief, Leon has some headaches.

"Peeves is going to tell the professors about your actions, you bad little wizard!" Peeves ignored Leon and continued to scream, his voice very harsh and noisy.

Leon took out his wand, thought about it, still didn't use the hurtful spell, and took back his wand: "I'm good friends with Fred George, if you're really bored, just go and wait for them to get out of class, I'll stuff them with a few big eggs, maybe you can use it in the follow-up pranks." "

"Yes, big, it seems funny, but if you dare to fool Peeves, you're screwed. Hearing this, Peeves clasped his hands to his chest, looked at Leon carefully, as if he wanted to make a note of Leon's appearance, and then left directly through the wall.

Hogwarts has a history of more than 1,000 years, and the only ones who carry and witness this history are ghosts and Peeves, so for these special existences, Leon still has due respect and forbearance, after all, respect for the old and love for the young, traditional virtues, of course, the main thing is that Leon is greedy for what they know, about the ancient secrets in Hogwarts and the secrets hidden in Hogwarts.

For many young wizards, this castle is just a school for teenagers, but for Leon, it is not a treasure trove of secrets and stories, people can't blindly pursue power and money, but also have some interest and fun.

The encounter and communication with Peeves was just a sudden daily triviality, and the purpose of his upstairs was not to catch Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, but to go to the third floor to see the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office, which was Quirrell's office before.

After all, Quirrell has been sent away by himself, searching for his inheritance, inheriting his legacy, Leon feels that this is his urgent mission, after all, how can he not touch the corpse after killing the boss.

As soon as he arrived at the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office, Leon was disappointed, and inside the open office door, Snape was sorting through all of Quirrell's belongings and throwing them into a storage box, with his own decorations.

"Dean, are you planning to take Nestle?" Seeing Snape's swift action, Leon knew that Snape had taken the role of the teacher of the temporary Defence Against the Dark Arts class from Dumbledore.

"No, I'll take this place for the time being, starting today until Dumbledore finds the next teacher willing to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts. Snape was visibly pleased, and his way of speaking was much softer.

"You also know that this position is unlucky and cursed. Leon reluctantly reminded Snape that he was really afraid that his dean would suddenly be taken away by something inexplicable.

"I know, but I only need to be in office for half a year, there is no problem, I don't need to sit for a full year, the wizards who used to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts only need to resign within a year, and at most they will pay the price of injury. Snape reassured Leon.

"Quirrell has only been teaching for more than three months, and people are already cold, Professor, think twice. Unable to bear to watch Snape jump into the abyssal crater, Leon spoke again to dissuade him.

"Are you worried about me?" Snape asked Leon with a strange look on his face, hearing Leon's repeated dissuasion.

"yes. Leon replied without hesitation, he is not a tsundere, this kind of opportunity to brush up on favorability cannot be wasted.

Snape closed his eyes for a long time before he reopened them and replied, "However, Defence Against the Dark Arts must have a professor. "

", this is unlucky, don't talk nonsense, professor. Hearing Snape's familiar line, Leon hurriedly stepped forward to cover Snape's mouth, the last one said this, he was already frozen on the Ice Throne.

(I don't know if you know this stalk, I'm popularizing science, it's a stalk from World of Warcraft, and the original sentence is: "There must be a Lich King.") "）

Today's weekend, I slept a little more, but I can continue to update in the afternoon, brothers, rest assured.