The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 78 I'm here in front of you, what's wrong?
Harry Potter could have sworn he had never experienced such a horrific scene since he was in school.After the professor left the classroom, the desks and chairs with teeth and claws crawled towards him frantically.

He subconsciously used fainted.

Unfortunately, stunned doesn't do much for these tables.

He used several more spells, and at the end, he used "Break to Heart".

For a third-year little wizard, this spell is a bit out of line.

Harry Potter has a very obvious bias towards subjects.His talent in Defense Against the Dark Arts class surpassed that of Hermione, which may be due to the athleticism his father left for him, at least when he kicked a table with one foot, he was very brave.

He should thank the professor for the Iron Armor Charm attached to him.

Otherwise, he would have been dismembered by these tables and chairs long ago.

When caught off guard, seeing that his signature fainting and disarming spells did not work, Harry was forced to use other spells, and even some "Muggle fighting moves", these spells, he himself is not extremely skilled, Fortunately, actual combat is the best teacher. Under the crisis of life and death, Harry's progress was astonishingly fast.

He learned much faster than when he was dueling with "Professor Lupin"!
Beside him, the wood shards were flying, and one after another table, chair and bench monsters were beheaded by him.

But when he was panting and attacking these wooden tables, he didn't realize that the iron armor spell on his body was almost consumed.

Just when he smashed the table with the last spell, thinking he was safe, behind his back, a sinister blackboard eraser attacked, biting Harry's thigh.

He didn't even see that "Professor Lupin" used a spell to wake up a blackboard eraser when he left!

Harry let out a deafening scream.

After a few minutes.

Neville, Harry, Dewey, the three stayed at Madam Pomfrey's school doctor.Madam Pomfrey looked very angry. She was a kind person herself, but now, she scolded "Professor Lupin" loudly, calling Du Wei for being submissive and not daring to speak.

"Professor, do you know what you are doing?

Don't you think about the consequences of doing such cruel training to such a little wizard? "

Madam Pomfrey seemed angry, and she was looking for an adjective to describe the farce.

But for a while, she couldn't find it.

She wanted to say it was inhumane, but that was too much.

She had no choice but to deal with Harry's scars angrily.

On Harry's thigh, the blackboard eraser that caused the accident has been smashed by the professor, but the problem is that the blackboard eraser has been smashed, and the blackboard eraser's teeth are still in Harry's thigh, which is extremely tenacious.

This isn't the first time Harry has been hurt.

But it was definitely the most painful for him.

Because the tooth has no body, but it continues to move.

As a last resort, Du Wei took Harry to the school hospital to see if Madam Pomfrey could deal with these teeth.

Du Wei used the curse to stop.

But it didn't work.

Blacksmithing doesn't seem to belong in the category of spells.

Madam Pomfrey resolved this matter in just a few minutes, but she was very dissatisfied with the way Du Wei educated her students.

"Professor, be careful."

She said one more sentence, and Du Wei nodded again and again, in full agreement.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, you are right, what I did is flawed, and I must change it next time.

He couldn't have any hostility towards such a highly respected and life-saving school doctor's wife. On the contrary, Du Wei had always been very fond of such a kind-hearted woman.

Because they are safe.

The few hitters lying on the bed watched this farce, laughing and laughing, as if they were watching a lively event.

Among these people lying in the beds of Hogwarts Hospital, there is Walker.

These hitters, they stayed at Hogwarts and didn't leave.

They were heartbroken by the Ministry of Magic and Fudge, and with the help of the injury, these hitters started to swing together.

Fudge, right?Minister, right?It doesn't matter, even if the Secretary comes, we are all like this.

Whoever you love, we will not wait for you anymore.

What job?

Injured, sick, unable to go, unable to work.

What?You threaten me, oops, we're terrible, so be it, two options, or you swipe the pen and fire us all, the big guy is a hundred, we sue the Ministry of Magic, you also ask clever?

What, can we negotiate again?

That's fine, or you can pay us to lie in the Hogwarts school hospital, take care of our wounds, and then we'll work for the Ministry of Magic.

What, take us to St Mungo's Hospital for treatment?
If we don't go, several of our batters have broken bones, and we can't go to St. Mungo's, and we can't stand the bumps along the way.

What, pay deduction?
You love to buckle.

How much is the Ministry of Magic salary?The big guy doesn't care anymore.

It's like donating security money to Hogwarts.

These hitters are scared.

They dreaded meeting the madman Duwey Jones outside of St Mungo's Hospital and Hogwarts.

This time, he just broke everyone's ribs.

Next time, what if he wanted to kill someone?
Who can stop him?

Big guy is dead, go be a ghost and earn a salary from the Ministry of Magic?

You have to work when you die, right?

As soon as I think about it, the sky widens.

These people, collectively rotten, the high-level officials of the Ministry of Magic, have to follow the example, this way, it is really a post office under Big Ben, and the top is sent to the bottom.

Du Wei saw these "patients", and then he remembered that among these people, there is also a talented person who is an admirer of the Dark Lord and a Death Eater.

Just don't know which one it is.

If you want to find out.

Du Wei knew that he wanted to come one by one and look at them, which one fell down was "reappearance of corpses".

Glancing at it, he took these people's beds in his mind, and he had a trick.

He has yet to find Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts, and he also remembered that it is not enough to rely on one person's strength.

Only mobilizing the masses is the fastest option.

Dewey took Mrs. Pomfrey's rebuke and took Harry away. They came to the classroom again, looking at the debris on the floor, Dewey motioned Harry to clean up the place.

"Afraid? Harry, have you come across something you've never seen before?"

he asked Harry.

Harry was a little brooding, and he didn't say anything that he wasn't afraid of.

He was just surprised today.

He never knew that magic could be used like this.

Regarding Transfiguration, he has only seen Professor McGonagall using the Transfiguration spell to turn the teacup into a mouse. Often misses.

These living tables, chairs and benches today gave him a new idea.

What if he could bring these things to life too?
Is this also a kind of magic?
He told "Professor Lupin" his thoughts, but saw "Professor Lupin" shaking his head flatly.

"No, Harry."

Du Wei said bluntly: "We don't have much time, I don't know if you have seen it."

He found a folded newspaper from inside his clothes and handed it to Harry.

Harry opened it curiously and found that this newspaper was not the Daily Prophet, nor the Daily Witch, The Witch Weekly, or The Quibbler. It was a very biased tabloid.

On top of this newspaper, the Dark Lord's mark came alive.

The title at the bottom is "Dark Lord's Mark Returns, Where Do We Go From Here".

Harry took his eyes from the newspaper, swallowed and asked, "What is this, Professor?"

Du Wei did not answer his words.

"We don't have much time, Harry."

Du Wei said to him seriously: "I heard about your experience, starting from the first grade.

You are a first grader and you encounter an attack.

A lot of people don't know about this, but I found out anyway, and they said you met that person.

Although many people deny it, I have always believed that such an evil and intelligent person like him would not die so easily.

So, Harry. "

Du Wei's eyes are very complicated.

He stood up, hiding his tears and said, "A long time ago, I lost my friend because of that person, and now, I don't want to lose you because of him, understand?"

At this moment, Du Wei couldn't tell whether he was acting or showing his true feelings.

Harry didn't speak either. He stopped the movement of his hands. After a while, Harry said in a low voice and a nasal voice to the professor: "Professor, you and my parents are very familiar, right? What you said is Voldemort, right?"

"Yes, we are good friends, yes, I mean Voldemort. You are brave, boy."

Du Wei turned his face, looked at him with complicated eyes and said: "So, Harry, I have lost a good friend, don't ask me to lose you again?
You are an excellent wizard, Harry.Transfiguration is too complicated, boy, it's not for you to learn.

Magic is infinite.

The mystique is that you can find a path that works best for you, just like your father.

Iron armor spells, fainting, petrified, and many obstacles, if these spells are combined properly, they can deal with ordinary Death Eaters.

You can deal with them enough.

If he does come back. "

Du Wei stared into his eyes and said: "And us.

No one can hurt you until we're dead, Harry.

We will never give in. "

Having said that, Du Wei opened Boggart's wardrobe, enough chicken blood, you can go to work!

Du Wei opened the cabinet with high spirits, released Boggart and said, "Start training, Harry, I will train you to become a qualified fighter in the shortest possible time.

Now, shout after me.

'God Guard'! "

Boggart felt Du Wei's fear and flew out of it, turning into a Dementor.

But before the Dementor floated far, the silver light flew out from the tip of Harry's wand, turned into a stag, and approached the "Dementor" not far away, forcing him to Back in the closet.

A smile appeared on Du Wei's face.

"Well done Potter, let's do it again!"

He said to Harry Potter, releasing Boggart again.

……

Time passed quickly, when "Professor Lupin" came back, Harry also ushered in the busiest years of his third grade, studying, homework, practice, and Quidditch.

He became a busy man again.

Hermione was still studying hard.

Ron was alone again.

What made him a little incomprehensible was that it wasn't just Hermione and Harry who were busy.

What about Neville?
Not even Neville has been seen recently.

Where have they all gone?

The answer is simple.

Du Wei grabbed Neville and began to hold him to learn courage and magic.

At this moment, Neville was holding his wand and pointed tremblingly at a dummy in front of him.

"Do you like it, Neville, I made it carefully. You see, it's a bit similar to the real Professor Severus."

Neville swallowed a mouthful of saliva, facing the dummy, still not daring to do anything.

The Professor Snape in front of him was too similar to the real Professor Snape.More importantly, vaguely, he could still hear Professor Snape's singing on this puppet.

Although it was very strange, although it seemed to be singing - Neville had no idea that someone like Snape could sing, but the voice was indeed Snape's.

So, even though he knew that Professor Snape was fake, Neville was still scared and didn't dare to do it.

Du Wei kept encouraging him to break the magic barrier in his heart.

"It's alright, this is the first step in overcoming the psychological barrier, kid, do it, do it, get over your fears, kid, don't hesitate!"

Du Wei was next to Neville, constantly cheering, cheering, grabbing his wrist with his hand, and pointing the wand in his hand at the dummy.

Neville's heart was beating fast and he wanted to jump out of his chest. He heard the professor's voice, closed his eyes, and shouted.

It worked.

In front of Neville's wand, a spell appeared and hit Snape in the face.

Some strange patterns appeared on Snape's face.

"What spell is this?"

Seeing these patterns, Du Wei was curious about Neville.

Neville shook his head too.

He didn't even know what spell it was.

This was the spell he subconsciously sent out after being coerced, and he didn't know what it was.

"Okay, okay, Neville, take a break."

"..."

Du Wei was a little speechless. After Neville fired this spell, he was sweating profusely as if he had collapsed.

It seems that I can't continue training.

"Take a break, Neville, you did a great job today."

Du Wei admired him all. He knew that what this child lacked most now was the approval and encouragement of others, which was exactly what he wanted to instill in him, when he encouraged Neville.

Outside the classroom, the door opens.

Snape took Malfoy and stood at the door of the classroom.

Snape looked at "self" with a pattern on his face, showing a face that was not smiling.

"Professor Remus Lupin, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)