Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 61 The Disappearing Boy (please order first!)

"Sectumsempra!"

Without uttering a spell or waving a wand, Snape simply relied on the wizard's will to cast this spell of his own invention.

There is no sound, no light, just by locking the target, Shen Feng Wuying can leave wounds on the target that cannot be healed except for counter-curses.

Compaoré's hands and feet suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, and then he fell to the ground with a "thud".

His tendons were severed by the spell, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to yell, but he found that no matter how loud he yelled, he couldn't make a single sound.

At this time, an old man with a sinking face also appeared at the top of the stairs. It was him who had just secretly used Legilimency to suppress Snape's urge to use "Avatar Gnaw", and cast a spell on Compaoré to glue the vampire's lips together.

"All students, return to your common room immediately. Professor Sprout, please send all the injured little wizards to Madam Pomfrey."

While he was speaking, the hall, foyer and banquet hall of the castle all began to transform.

It was Professor McGonagall who couldn't help but take action.

And today, this group of little wizards had a blessing in disguise, learning a secret of the castle: it turns out that Hogwarts has more than just stairs that move.

The walls began to extend, the floor began to rise, the gate outside the foyer hit the ground, and the door outside the castle closed tightly with a "bang".

Moreover, this transformation is not straight-the extending walls are winding and twisting, completely separating all the little wizards and the three dangerous vampires on both sides of the wall.

Except for Sprout, who teaches Herbology, who needs to cooperate with the school nurse Madam Pomfrey to treat the injured little wizards, the other professors and Dumbledore are all divided by the wall on the side with the vampires. .

"Thank you, Minerva." Dumbledore nodded slightly to the deputy headmaster. This time he rarely smiled when he spoke, and one of his hands tightly grasped Snape's arm.

"How dare they do this!"

Professor McGonagall tried to calm down her breathing that was thickened by anger, and her face turned red.

Harry, George, Ron, Hermione... She saw four little wizards falling to the ground with her own eyes, and they were all Gryffindors!
At this time, this witch, who was always known for not favoring her own academy, had already revealed her hidden "cub-protecting" attribute.

Therefore, after ensuring that the little wizards were separated into safe areas, Professor McGonagall suddenly raised the wand in her hand.

The two symmetrical ceramic vases placed at the entrance of the foyer instantly turned into two male lions with fluttering manes, and they pounced on the vampire subordinates who sneaked into Hogwarts with Compaore.

Kill you to death!
An angry Master of Transfiguration can easily make you see things you least want to face.

Facing the lion transformed by Professor McGonagall, these two guys did not dare to use their Animagus - after all, although the second African brother and the "flat-headed brother" can challenge the "African first brother" in the market legend, Brother", but this is actually just the imagination of some people - they decisively used magic and wanted to use magic spells to duel the two male lions.

Isn't this a coincidence?
Among the professors at Hogwarts, there happened to be a former professional player in the Curses Duel... who had also won the championship several times.

"Relashio!"

Professor Flitwick only uttered a spell.

However, with the special skills that the professor had figured out, he summoned two powerful red lights at once, hitting the faces of the two vampires with a crackling sound.

Although the details of these guys are not yet known, as a former professional duel champion, Professor Flitwick only used their movement habits (not relying much on wands) and the images transformed by Animagus (African animals) You can see their path.

Although the students taught by Ouagadu Magic Academy are good at "self-transformation" and "casting spells without a wand", they also have a small flaw.

Although it seems that you can cast spells without using a wand, Ouagadu School of Witchcraft and Wizardry actually uses a trick when teaching - their students do not use the orthodox "wandless casting" technique, but by letting some muscles in the body rhythm Instead of the overt movement of waving a wand, the person moves covertly.

During those years of participating in professional competitions, Professor Flitwick encountered many opponents who graduated from Ouagadu, so he summarized the tips for dealing with such opponents.

A simple force-relaxing and energy-releasing spell will make their muscles unable to lift energy, and nine times out of ten, it will play the role of "forbidden demon".

Sure enough, when Professor Flitwick cast a spell, the two vampires were suddenly in chaos.

Because they have lost control of their muscles, it becomes very difficult for them to cast even simple spells. So, when the two lions pounced on them, they could only fight with their bare hands.

To sum it up in one word: miserable
"School, principal, I, I also want to help."

Quirrell, who has always been a "little transparent", also spoke at this time and took the initiative to ask for help.

A long rope slipped from his sleeve, winding like a long snake, and soon swam to the vampires.

Quirrell raised his two arms like a band conductor, holding the wand in his right hand to guide the direction of the rope. His left hand kept rubbing around the wand, controlling the twisting and turning of the rope, and quickly wrapped it around the three people. Knot.

"Hey, hey~"

With a short sound coming from Quirrell's mouth, his left hand flicked hard on the wand, and the rope was instantly locked.

The three vampires were strung together by a rope and pulled together by a huge force, collapsing back to back on the ground.

Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise his former student and current colleague: "A wonderful compound spell that combines the Levitation Spell, the Summoning Spell and the Transfiguration Spell.

Quirinus, to be honest, your progress has exceeded my expectations. "

"Thank you very much for the book you recommended, the illustrated version of "Rope Art and Magic" in the Hogwarts Library. I couldn't put it down recently..."

However, apart from Quirrell's former headmaster, only Dumbledore gave him a symbolic nod of approval.

The other two professors, Snape and McGonagall, saw that the rebellious vampire had been caught, and now they had no intention of caring about anything else.

They were all worried about the young Gryffindor wizard who had been sent to the Hospital Wing. The difference is that Professor McGonagall is worried about everyone, while Snape is mainly worried about one of the little lions.

When the vampire was caught, Professor McGonagall turned the lion back into a porcelain vase, and used the transformation technique to quickly restore the terrain of the place.

The headmaster of Slytherin simply shook off the arm held by Dumbledore, strode down the stairs, pointed his wand at the trapped vampires, and they immediately floated in front of him.

"who are you?
Who asked you to come to Hogwarts to attack...those little wizards?
What other purposes do you have? "

At this moment, Snape's face was as green as an inferi, and he asked four questions in a row.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

This was Compaore's only thought at this time. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but his mouth was gone (Dumbledore simply blocked his mouth to prevent his screams of pain from scaring the little wizard).
The tendons in his hands and feet were severed by the "Shen Feng Wuying", and the wounds kept bleeding. If he hadn't been a vampire, he would have died eight hundred times!
What's even more frightening is that although Snape, who was so angry that he was questioning him with words, was actually tortured behind his back.

The "Levitation Curse" was just a cover. Snape actually secretly cast the "Transformation Torture Curse" on him as well as a small spell he invented to brew potions to accelerate the spin of the liquid at the bottom of the crucible.

If you peel off the muscles under Compaore's skin, at least one-tenth of them have been rolled into twists - this seems to be no longer torture, but more like trying to torture him to death.

"Severus, there may be students in the castle who are rushing to the common room, please be careful. Also, Minister Fudge has also come down from upstairs."

Dumbledore saw Compaore's pain.

However, the old wizard, who was even more angry in his heart than the expression on his face, did not stop Snape from taking revenge.

Men, what's wrong with being a little perverted? Men should understand each other.

So, Dumbledore just reminded Snape to pay attention to the impact and gave him advice: "You take them to Filch's office."

In Filch's office, there is a complete set of torture instruments used to punish young wizards who violate school rules. The "Hogwarts caretaker" not only oils and maintains them every week, but also writes to the principal before the start of each year to apply, "When can I show off those old treasures?"

It was not until today that Principal Dumbledore gave his answer: today.

Snape didn't want to talk nonsense and glanced at Dumbledore. The two men, who were both good at Legilimency, communicated silently, and then led by the pleased Filch to the corridor on the right side of the first floor of the castle. The three vampires were dragged all the way to him by him using a floating spell.

The dean of Slytherin is responsible for torturing the perpetrators, the dean of Gryffindor (and executive vice president) is responsible for going to the lounges of various houses to comfort the frightened students; the dean of Ravenclaw takes his former students , responsible for checking whether there are other hidden monsters and monsters in the castle. In addition, the Head of Hufflepuff, who had left to assist Madam Pomfrey, was responsible for providing healing herbs to injured students. Almost all the professors in Hogwarts took action.

Dumbledore is no exception.

As the principal, he even took on a responsibility that made him feel conflicted in his heart, and he got into a fight with the Ministry of Magic headed by Fudge.

"Dumbledore, you must believe me! This is definitely not what I want to see. The Ministry of Magic will definitely send those bad guys to Azkaban."

The Minister of Magic, who had just taken office for a year, originally came to Hogwarts to show a free movie to gain favor with future voters.

But who knew that not only would he lose face, but he would also cause unexpected big trouble.

He secretly vowed that he would stick to the conservative line in the future. "Magic movies" and other miraculous tricks will go as far as they can from now on.

Then, Minister Fudge pulled his neck and shouted at the chief secretary who proposed the idea of ​​showing the movie: "Umbridge, come here!"

His voice made at least half of the accompanying Ministry of Magic officials shout happily in their hearts, while the other half used actions such as wiping their eyes and touching their noses to cover up their uncontrollable raised eyebrows. corner of mouth.

After all, within the entire Ministry of Magic, the domineering Umbridge was so despised that everyone hated her.

However, despite being hated by the vast majority of her colleagues, she was still able to receive a first-rate civil servant salary, and successfully squeezed out dissidents who competed with her one after another. This Dolores Umbridge was indeed not He is an ordinary person.

From some perspectives, she is actually quite capable. "Mr. Minister, look what I found!" Like a pink tornado, the short-built Umbridge quickly trotted from the Hogwarts banquet hall to Fudge and Dumbledore.

Her wand was unusually short, a birch wand only about 8 inches long, with a small nameplate floating at the front.

"fabriqué en france..." Fudge read out the French on the nameplate with his unfamiliar French pronunciation, "...Made in France."

"Exactly, Your Excellency!"

Umbridge held her wand in her hand and twirled it quickly so that everyone else present (except Dumbledore, who was her colleague) could see the nameplate. Her broad, saggy face became serious, and her voice became high-pitched, sounding like a fussing little girl.

"This is a product nameplate specially issued by the French Trade Council of the Ministry of Magic. We hired a magic film projection team through formal, reasonable and 100% compliance with British magical legal regulations. The projection tools they carry are certified by the French Trade Council of the Ministry of Magic. Excellent alchemy tool!"

Umbridge said a series of qualifying modifiers in one breath, and she didn't even take a breath. "Under Minister Fudge's wise decision, I have just gone to the scene of the incident to fix the evidence, which will then be handed over to the Aurors for investigation. However, this investigation may involve the French Ministry of Magic, so there are also The Department of International Magical Cooperation may need to participate..."

clever!

After hearing Umbridge's words, Fudge, who had just felt as uncomfortable as a drowning man, now felt as if he had already boarded the ship.

Originally, he called Umbridge over because he wanted the chief secretary to take responsibility for the whole thing.

To be honest, the reason why he promoted this "pink girl" that everyone in the Ministry of Magic hated was because he wanted to have a suitable scapegoat by his side at all times.

But Dolores Umbridge successfully found a way for Fudge. This sudden vampire attack may very well...oh, no, a large part of the French Ministry of Magic must be responsible!

As long as this tone is set, wouldn't it be a piece of cake on how to guide the public opinion of British wizards in the future?
Maybe no guidance is needed. After all, any Briton (even a Muggle) can find a hundred flaws in the French on anything to do with France.

Moreover, Umbridge very cleverly involved another department of the Ministry of Magic - the Department of International Magical Cooperation - into this matter.

After Fudge came to power, his biggest rival as Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch, was transferred to that department!
If the Department of International Magical Cooperation is involved in this matter, the communication with the French Ministry of Magic will definitely be handled by them according to the division of functions.

Fudge could foresee that the Frenchman would definitely not admit responsibility for the attack, and public opinion in the British wizarding community would inevitably explode because of this.

By then, it will be Barty Crouch who is being roasted on the fire, not his courageous Minister of Magic.

Thinking of this, Fudge immediately showed off his superb acting skills as a qualified politician. His face remained serious, but his tone of voice became more relaxed.

"Dolores, the Aurors will arrive at Hogwarts Castle soon. It will be up to you to connect with them and serve as the leader of this temporary cross-department cooperation team."

Of course, maybe because he still felt a little guilty, after appointing Umbridge, Fudge even took a peek at Dumbledore.

"Remember, you must report to me at any time. You must give Hogwarts, Dumbledore, and all the little wizards who have been harmed an explanation for how to handle this matter!"

Just say it...

Savoring some of the words in Fudge's words, Dumbledore felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He felt that he might have misjudged the wrong person again.

However, the deal was already done. Since he had supported Fudge to become the Minister of Magic, he had to try his best to pave the way for the next thing.

But just when the wise old man was thinking about something, there was a sudden "dong dong dong" knock on the oak door that had just been closed by Professor McGonagall at the entrance of the castle.

"Principal! Principal!"

Hagrid's unique loud voice sounded outside the castle gate, accompanied by dust shaking off the oak door due to violent vibrations.

Dumbledore quickly cast a spell to unlock the blocking spell on the door and let Hagrid in from outside the castle. The ranger wearing an oversized windbreaker also held a man in his arms. Although there was an umbrella hanging on his arm, he was still wet all over and dripping water continued to the floor.

"Professor Kettleburn was attacked. I found him in the Thestrals' habitat," Hagrid said anxiously to Dumbledore.

"We went to take care of the Thestrals today and got some things to drive away the color-changing ghouls who stole their food, but Professor Kettleburn was probably worried about those little guys at night, so he ran over there alone... Just now I A little Thestral came to the door of my hut, and it was asking me for help. When I went there, I found that Professor Kettleburn had been knocked unconscious by something, and there were many wounds on his body, so I..."

He was about to say that he used his wand (hidden in the umbrella) to treat Professor Kettleburn, but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"Okay, Hagrid," the old wizard patted the forearm of the big Forbidden Forest guard. Although Dumbledore was over 1.9 meters tall, he still looked like a child in front of Hagrid.

"First send Professor Kettleburn to the hospital wing. Poppy and Pomona are both there." While speaking, Dumbledore briefly checked Kettleburn's injuries to confirm that there was no black magic on him. Or some other traces of a powerful curse, and then said: "They should be able to take good care of Sylvanus. If the situation is not good, you will have to make a hard trip to send him to St. Mungo's..."

This time it was Dumbledore's turn to speak and was interrupted. Perhaps hearing his voice, the Professor of Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts suddenly opened his eyes. He used his only remaining arm - - His prosthetic limb was torn off and fell into the Forbidden Forest - grabbing Dumbledore's arm.

"It's Bourne, Bourne Slughorn, that first-year wizard..." Kettleburn showed obvious signs of concussion, and his eyes couldn't focus as he spoke, "...he saved the life. I."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Dumbledore felt relieved, but Professor Kettleburn immediately made him more anxious.

"That child is in danger now, he goes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Professor Kettleburn, who had managed to wake up and report to the principal for help, fainted again in Hagrid's arms.

(End of this chapter)