A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 222: The origin of the dementor

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said: "This involves a fearsome dark wizard in the fifteenth century, Extis, who was the earliest known inhabitant of Azkaban, when it was just a city on the North Sea. An unknown island, blocked by hidden magic.

Although there has never been a shortage of black wizards called "evil" in history, the evil of Extis is rooted in his bones, and he has no mercy for all living things. Out of the species of dementors. "

Felix said in surprise: "A dementor was created by a wizard? It's like a five-legged monster?" He didn't know it at all. This is definitely a secret in the wizarding world.

"The five-legged monster is an accident, but the dementor is not." Dumbledore shook his head. The monsters have become their own species, starting with a dozen or so, but they can grow and divide like fungi, and conventional spells are nearly ineffective."

Felix said suspiciously: "If this is the case, their number should have been rampant and uncontrollable, but in fact they are rare and used by the Ministry of Magic?"

Dumbledore explained: "The Ministry of Magic and the dementors are more of a cooperative relationship, and this kind of creature seems to have a magical group consciousness. Their number is always maintained within a certain range, but as long as it is reduced to To a certain extent, they will divide by themselves, maybe this is also a way of reproduction?"

Felix almost understood the existence of dementors. He couldn't help asking: "Aside from the Patronus Charm, what other spells are effective? I mean, can kill dementors completely?"

"It's hard, Felix, it's hard," said Dumbledore.

Felix wanted to continue asking, but Dumbledore was obviously unwilling to talk more, and their conversation was quickly terminated.

…

In the morning, the little wizards wake up from their beds, ignorant of what happened a few hours ago.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting at the long Gryffindor table having breakfast, and a few owls flew in from time to time, and Hermione looked out of the auditorium expectantly.

"Are you expecting a letter?" asked Ron.

"Oh, I bought a book from Lihen Bookstore through the Owl Shack." Hermione said absently, "It seems that I can't arrive today."

Seeing that Harry was a little depressed, Ron suggested: "After your training is over on the weekend, we can go to Hagrid's as a guest. To be honest, the three-headed dog is very cute after shrinking. This is the first time I agree with Hagrid." The aesthetic..."

Harry was also moved, and he said excitedly, "It may be later, Wood should train until dark."

Ron shrugged, "I hope Hagrid won't kick us out again." At the beginning of the school year, because they were worried that Hagrid would be expelled, they went to visit him at night wearing an invisibility cloak, but Hagrid personally escorted them Returned to the castle, and warned them to only find him during the day.

Hermione was about to express her opinion, but Professor McGonagall suddenly walked into the auditorium, and she said loudly: "Potter, come here!"

Harry put down the knife and fork in a daze, did he make any mistake again, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and Qiqi followed.

"Weasley and Granger... It's good if you are here." Professor McGonagall did not drive away the two uninvited people, she looked at Harry with a serious expression: "Where is your looking glass? It is The one for Black!"

Harry carefully took out the pocket looking glass from his pocket. It was lying quietly in his hand, and Professor McGonagall was visibly relieved.

"What happened, Professor?" Hermione asked softly.

"I shouldn't hide it from you anymore, Potter," Professor McGonagall said, "I know you might be shocked, but I have to tell you, Black—"

"I know it all," Harry said angrily, "I know he's chasing me, that's his reason for breaking out of Azkaban! I also know he's on good terms with my father, even his Best man, he, he's still—" Harry couldn't go on, the thought of the word godfather made him feel insulted, including his dead parents.

Professor McGonagall seemed very surprised, staring at him, "I see, well, I thought—"

"Then you should understand why I told you to carry this looking glass with you, it can protect you." She pursed her lips, "Just earlier today, before dawn, the castle's spy The mirror raised the alarm."

Harry stammered: "Yes, is it the looking glass in my hand? But it's always in my pocket, isn't there anything strange?"

Ron's face also showed a shocking expression, he clutched his pocket tightly, and whispered: "Don't move around, Scabbers!"

Professor McGonagall clenched his fist repeatedly, as if hesitating whether to tell it or not. Before, in order to keep it secret, only Felix, Dumbledore and her knew that there were not one looking glass but three, but now it has It's no secret anymore.

Hermione on the side answered: "Professor McGonagall, I have seen it from Professor Haip. There are three of the same looking mirrors. The other two should be arranged elsewhere? I guess it is the gate of the castle." ..."

Professor McGonagall sighed, "Okay, Granger, just like you said...one at the front door and one at the back door."

Harry didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed and said, "So, he used to wander around the castle gate?"

"It should be like this," Professor McGonagall said, "The professors all got up early and searched the castle urgently, but found nothing. There were no strangers found in the portraits in the castle, which means..."

"He knew he was exposed and ran away early." Harry said.

"That's right, Potter." Professor McGonagall said, "Since you know it well, I believe you are already mentally prepared that some activities are not suitable for—"

"Hogsmeade—" Harry called out, his heart in his throat.

Hogsmeade is a village composed entirely of wizards. Little wizards above the third grade can visit here on certain days in each school year after obtaining the permission of their parents or other guardians.

He was discussing this with Ron last night. He told Ron that he didn't get Uncle Vernon's signature, and Ron suggested that he try to find Professor McGonagall.

Now it seems that it may be ruined.

Professor McGonagall glanced at him and said with a serious expression: "Of course you can't go to Hogsmeade, I'm talking about Quidditch. To be honest, it's too dangerous to let you train, even if there are other players Now it’s not enough for Black to deal with it alone.”

"Professor McGonagall," Harry couldn't help shouting loudly, "what does this have to do with my training?"

"Of course it has something to do with it. Black is probably hiding in Hogsmeade, or deep in the Forbidden Forest." Professor McGonagall said the news like a bolt from the blue. "The Quidditch pitch is too far from the castle~IndoMTL.com~Something really happened, we didn't even have time to rescue."

"But, but..." Harry said somewhat blankly, he had already started this year's training, three times a week, Wood told him ambitiously that he wanted to win his second Quidditch Cup in office, As your graduation gift.

Other players are also full of confidence because of last year's victory.

But now that the first game has not started, is the trophy about to disappear?

Harry suddenly thought of something, and he said eagerly: "Professor McGonagall, what if there are professors watching us, such as Mrs. Hooch..."

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Please..." Harry begged.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall loosened his tone, "I will ask Madam Hooch to supervise your training, and I will return to the castle immediately before dark, and I will go there when I am free."

She left in a hurry, because of the accident this morning, she had a lot of things to deal with.