HP's Wretched

A month later, Flotte, who thought she would never need the two books she lent to Lupin, was slapped in the face by the subject she was going to study next.In desperation, Flotte could only take advantage of the free time before dinner to stand outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office again to see if she could get the book back for a few days.

This time the office door was not closed as usual, but half-opened, but Flotte did not directly pull the door to enter as usual, but stood beside the half-open door and knocked. Door.

"Lupine, are you there? I have something to ask you." Flotte shouted into the room, but the familiar voice did not appear. Instead, the guardian portrait, who usually cherishes words like gold, opened its mouth.

"Professor Lupine just went out in a hurry, and he must be back in a while." The guardian portrait of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office is an old man with a white beard who always likes to frown. Open and close the door, so that's why, when Flotte came to Lupin, she always knocked on the door instead of using a portrait to inform her. She never liked the feeling of talking to herself.To be honest, it was the first time Flotte spoke to this painting after so long in school.

Flotte clucked her tongue with some complaints, and then said impatiently: "How long is a while?"

However, the old man, who was willing to reply just now, once again played the style of silence is golden, and did not say another word.

Flotte rubbed her temples helplessly, regretting that she had no ability to predict the future, but if she knew that she would need these two books urgently tonight, she would come one day in advance to get them.

However, seeing that Lu Ping didn't even close the door of the office, such a meticulous person like him should not have made such a mistake. He must have known that he would be back soon, or else wait here, anyway, there are no two books. The book, the stuck knowledge, I definitely can't remember it, and I can't write the thesis, so I might as well wait here.Flotte pondered in her heart.

But it's too abrupt to go in and wait, and it's too tiring to stand here if you don't go in...

so troublesome……

"Didn't Professor Lu Ping really say when he would be back before he left? Didn't he tell anyone what to do when they came to him?" Flotte continued to ask a series of questions to the unwilling portrait a little bit unwillingly.

However, what was returned to Flotte was indeed a silent silence...

It was bad enough that there was such a portrait guarding the door at the Defense Against the Dark Arts booth.

However, the guardian portrait did not say a word, but an unknown portrait hanging on the wall not far away did say a word: "He didn't say anything, he left in a hurry, obviously, he even forgot to close the door , this professor is definitely looking forward to his guardian portrait at this time, remember to close the door for him, Merlin, he is actually looking forward to a hundred-year-old old man." The voice of the portrait sounds lazy, but ironic The words are refreshing.

The old man standing in the portrait with his beard dragging to the ground didn't show any reaction to the fact that the other portraits ridiculed him as a bad old man.

"If you want to wait for Professor Lupin to come back, you can go in and wait." The lazy voice remembered again, "This professor has always had a good temper, not to mention someone went in directly to find him just now."

"Someone went in directly? Who?" Flotte took a step towards the painting and asked in a low voice.

"Professor Snape, but after he went in for a while, he also hurried out, walking very fast. Do you know, it's the first time I've seen so many expressions on his gloomy dead face." This portrait has definitely been persecuted by Snape, "Anxious, incredible, and excited. Oh, Merlin, I am a master of expression analysis."

Snape was here too?And then left in the same hurry?Something in this office is scaring them both?Well, this guess is extremely unreliable.

"Did he say what he did?" Flotte asked suspiciously.

The young man in the portrait rolled his eyes, and said lazily, "I'm just a painting, not an encyclopedia in your professor's hands, and I don't even know how to read minds, so don't ask me any more!" The emotion does reveal some anger.

Flotte curled her lips, she still needs to go into an office, I really hope Lupine won't blame her for being impolite this time...

……

The office didn't have any strange things like Flotte's unreliable guess just now, but it was still as tidy as usual, but it was empty and no one was there.

Anyway, Jin has come in, why not find a place to sit here and wait for a while, presumably with Lupin's efficiency, he shouldn't be back too late.

Flote made up her mind, and walked towards the desk not far away, but as soon as she got closer, there were only two extra things on the neat desktop that completely attracted Flote's attention.

Two things, one is a strange parchment covered with animated pictures, and the other is a goblet filled with red liquid that Flotte is very familiar with...

Isn't this goblet a cup for Lupine to hold Wolfbane?Flotte was very impressed. She had seen this cup before, and she complained about the unreasonable design of this goblet.And this red liquid...Flott had seen Snape survive this potion countless times - Wolfsbane Potion.

Today is the day of the full moon?Flotte stretched out her hand to make the final calculation, indeed.At this time, the sunlight shining on the earth outside had already come to an end, and this cup of wolf's poison potion was obviously full and untouched!

Merlin's stockings, Lupine couldn't be crazy, he couldn't really take his medicine!

Flotte looked solemn, raised her hand as fast as she could and copied the portrait closest to her, and confirmed anxiously: "Did Professor Lupine go out when Professor Snape gave this goblet?" gone?"

"Yes, Professor." The portrait nodded obediently.

Merlin's stockings, sure enough, he didn't take a sip!No, you have to inform Headmaster Dumbledore immediately, if something happens, it will be a big deal.

But Flott just wanted to open his mouth to tell the portrait to inform Dumbledore, but who knew that the portrait opened his mouth first: "Professor Snape also asked me where Professor Lupine went, and I told him that Professor Lupine took the table I stared at the parchment in shock for a long time, then left the parchment and ran out without saying anything. After hearing what I said, Professor Snape also picked up the parchment and threw it down without saying anything. The parchment ran out."

parchment?Flutter captures the most crucial words in the portrait's message.Her eyes gradually moved from the portrait to the parchment covered with moving patterns.

Flote put down the portrait, quickly approached the table, picked up the roll of parchment, and browsed carefully.She had never seen this parchment before, but she could tell that the overall drawing should be a map of Hogwarts, and the moving black dots on it were marked with people's names.

Flotte quickly browsed to her name on the map, and found that her little black dot was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.Does this map on parchment have tracking magic?So what did they see before they ran out?

Flott thoroughly unfolded the huge parchment, spread it out on the table, and then searched for the names of Lupine and Snape without exception, but the search results surprised Flott almost Knock over the cup next to it.

have a look!What did she see!Lupine, Snape, Harry, Hermione, and Ron gathered together at the Shrieking Shack, and what was even more shocking was that Flott found in the names of these people Sirius Black's name, and one named Peter Pedirou.

This name was very familiar, very familiar, but Flotte didn't remember it all at once.It wasn't until the memory of their professor's chat that day was searched that Flotte gradually had a reflection. Isn't this person Peter Pettigrew who was blown up by Black with only one little finger left?

If Black's appearance here is considered an accident, then Peter's appearance is definitely a miracle. After all, Black is also a living person, but this dead person also appeared?Could this parchment be a prank...

Flott stared at the parchment with a more complicated expression. If it was really a prank, how could it be possible to deceive Snape while deceiving Lupine.

do not care!The most important thing is to inform Dumbledore of this first!Come, let her see where Dumbledore is now.

However, something even more terrifying happened. Flotte couldn't find Dumbledore no matter how hard she searched...

Flotte swallowed, and said to the portrait with her last hope: "Show all the portraits, where is Dumbledore, I have something urgent to report!"

The characters in several paintings on the wall disappeared, and after a while, they all returned to the paintings.

"There is no... on the first floor..." "There is no... on the second floor..."...

The portraits began to report in a hurry, but only one of them was the most useful.

"I heard from the portrait in the office that Headmaster Dumbledore has gone out."

Merlin, don't you usually enjoy eating sweets in the office? Why did you happen to go out when something happened today? What should I do?

No matter, who can tell who is who.

"Listen to all the portraits. Find all the professors in the school, the four deans or other professors are fine. If you need mana, you can notify as much as you can. Tell them that Black has appeared in the screaming shack!" Flutter She shouted in a serious voice, and her anxious voice even became thinner. Although the people gathered in the Screaming Shack were very complicated at this time, it was difficult to say a few words, not to mention that she couldn't let the portraits know Lupine's identity. In fact, the mouths of the portraits are looser than the waistbands of cotton trousers.Anyway, simply mentioning the dangerous person Black is the best way. To be honest, she is not afraid of the crime of lying about military information. She really hopes that this parchment is just a prank, and the situation shown on it is all false. The... must be fake!

Everyone in the office seemed to have received the portraits, and they all disappeared into the frame in a hurry.

Flotte raised her head and looked out of the window. Sure enough, a bright full moon had emerged from the peak of a mountain not far away, and the information on the parchment still showed that three children, a professor, and a murderer , a man who is about to turn into a wolf, and a man who is dead are gathering at the Shrieking Shack!

Flotte's heart still hasn't let go. What else can she do now? Although the notice is a notice, unprepared professors will definitely not be able to get there quickly in a school where apparition is impossible, not to mention the need for a notice. It's time, but the moon is about to rise. If the real wolf changes, let alone whether the murderer Black will kill the children, this werewolf alone can bite them to pieces.

What's more, Snape was still with them... Although his spells were superb, but...

But what he had to face was a werewolf and a murderer, and with his character, he would definitely protect Potter with all his might.

What to do, what to do, I must not watch something happen to Snape!Absolutely not!

No, I am the only one who can run the fastest now, but I will die there if I have no spells!So what to do?Just wait here?How could it be possible to wait?

Flotte's mind is already confused now, and even her hands are covered with cold sweat. Her body is leaning on the edge of the table, her eyes are staring at the ground dully, and her heart is still tangled and fighting.

But at this moment, Flote's eyes suddenly flashed a light, and she picked up the Gumantong hanging around her neck...

……

Snape subconsciously covered the bloody arm that had just been scratched by the werewolf, but his eyes were nervously looking for Harry who had already run away.

He drew out his wand, and cast a healing spell on himself to stop the bleeding without caring so much, then turned around and looked at the two students who were also hung on the ground.

"Mr. Weasley, stretch your foot over here," Snape ordered, growling.

Ron obviously hadn't recovered from the fright just now, his trembling body didn't realize what Snape said at all.

Snape pulled his foot away impatiently, and then cast a simple healing spell: "You can stand up now, Mr. Weasley. Miss Granger, hurry up and take Weasley back Go to the castle, I believe that with your know-it-all skills, you should be able to protect each other. When you return to the castle, you should notify the other professors, the sooner the better!"

"What about you, Professor?" Hermione obviously realized what Professor Snape meant, and asked anxiously.

Snape gave the two of them a very disgusted look, then stood up without paying any attention, and chased after Harry where he disappeared just now.

……

"Are you two all right? Where's Severus?" Flott met Ron and Hermione who were limping on the way.

Seeing Flott, Hermione's expression obviously lit up with hope: "We're fine, Professor, but Professor Snape went after Harry!"

"Where's Harry?"

"Harry disappeared into the Forbidden Forest after Lupine taught the wolf transformation." This sentence was said by Ron who turned around.

Flotte held Hermione's shoulders, and said: "I have informed the professors about this matter, and they should feel that you will meet them soon, but still remember to be careful in everything."

"Then you are..."

Before Hermione could finish speaking, Flotte turned around and ran into the Forbidden Forest.

"Professor, don't go! It's dangerous!" Obviously, Hermione's anxious shout did not stop Flott from moving forward.

……

When she entered the Forbidden Forest and opened the parchment to see their exact location, Flotte realized her recklessness, because she hadn't confirmed in advance whether the parchment could show the situation in the Forbidden Forest.

Sure enough, the map that was supposed to be the location of the Forbidden Forest is now really dark, without any letters.

Flotte frowned, and casually stuffed the parchment into her pocket with an irritable and nervous mood, then picked up the long-unused magic wand, clicked a fluorescent flash, and continued to search for it like in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. .

Yes, she finally decided to borrow Gumantong's power...

Although the feeling of being full of power gave Flotte a feeling of being reborn, but it would only be used this time...the only time when life was at stake!She couldn't let anything happen to Snape.

Fluorescent lights flicker, Flote walks aimlessly in the Forbidden Forest, while her ears pay close attention to the slightest sound.

The style of the night tonight is extremely cold, and even this biting cold should not have appeared in this month.Flotte actually knew the reason for the cold in her heart, but she didn't want to think about it now.

Just as Flotte was approaching the breaking point, there was a "bang" sound like something hitting a tree, breaking the original tranquility of the Forbidden Forest.

Excited, Flotte quickly ran towards the source of the sound. Sure enough, not far away, two figures lying on the ground could be vaguely seen by the moonlight.

Flotte floated a ball of light towards the two people, and sure enough, it was Snape and Lupine who had turned into a werewolf.

Flotte, who saw the situation clearly, went mad and wanted to run towards Snape...

But at this moment, the ball of light that was originally floating in the air seemed to be condensed by the cold air, the light beam became weaker and weaker, and within a moment, it completely disappeared into the darkness.

Flotte, who was deep in the darkness, saw this strange and terrifying scene. She stopped running, tightly held the wand in her hand, and opened the state of alert to everything.

Flotte could feel the air around her getting colder and colder, and the goosebumps aroused by the gusts of wind on her body grew more and more.Flotte stood where she was, with her eyes tightly guarding the person on the ground not far away. Now she knew very well what she was about to face.

A gust of cold wind brushed Flott's cheeks, it was a wind with a smell of corruption, this wind not only blew Flott's fear, but also brought her an indescribable sense of oppression.

The cold sweat on Flote's forehead was about to flow down her forehead. She clenched the wand tremblingly in her hand, and with the little courage left in her heart, she slowly raised her eyes to look at the sky.

There were five or six dementors hovering over Fluote's head.

Flotte is not a fool, she will not believe the Ministry of Magic's nonsense that dementors will not attack others for nothing.Because she knows that there are no rules for a species like dementors!

As more and more dementors gather in the sky, Flotte will definitely not sit still.

She raised her hand and pointed her wand at the sky, and with the incantation of "Call God to Guard", a string of lights appeared from the tip of the wand pointing at the dementor!

That light gradually condensed into a dog-like body wrapped in abundant fluff, but with a fluffy tail that was as long as a wolf's tail. It moved as nimbly and cunningly as a fox. It was the patron saint Flotte was most familiar with—a jackal. .

The shining silver jackal rushed and shuttled between the dementors extremely swiftly and viciously, even savagely swiping at the dementor's head with its sharp claws without fear.In a moment, the dementors that were hovering in the air were gradually scattered.

However, the matter was far from over. Flotte, the patron saint, was condensed on the ground. When the patron saint just took shape, the right hand of the magic wand felt a burning sensation comparable to a piercing pain. It feels like burning your own soul.

The severe pain slowly spread from Flott's right hand to the upper body, even to the extent that Flott's naked eyes could see, the skin was exposed by a burst of light, and black smoke even rose!

She should throw that damned wand away, it's burning like it's going to burn her soul...

However, if she stops the spell, she will be completely devoured by the dementors...

The author has something to say:

The heroine's patron saint appeared, and it was a jackal!

Why a jackal is arranged for the heroine, first of all, because this animal is really like her, cunning like a fox, fierce like a wolf, this seems to be the evaluation given by the animal world, which fits Flott's setting.

The second point, I said that the patron saint I assigned to the professor before the change was a leopard. Why do you say that these two belong to a pair? The reason is very silly... very silly...

Because of a common saying: A man is worthy of a woman's appearance, a jackal is worthy of a tiger and leopard...

I'm definitely an idiot...