Predatory map of ominous birds

Hogwarts is about to start school, and Harry and the others are about to become third-year students.Fafnir took the time to go to Russia after the disintegration. When he came back, he mysteriously put a car-sized object in the basement of the castle.

"Speaking of which, the black dog should have arrived in London now." Fafnir thought so, but the situation was beyond his expectation—not all the escaped prisoners were petty thieves, quite a few One is a bastard who committed a felony in the Muggle world and was arrested by the Ministry of Magic and sent to Azkaban. Although he is not a Death Eater, he is actually no worse than a Death Eater in terms of viciousness.Once they successfully escaped from prison, they would naturally return to their old jobs. The Aurors were too busy hunting down these guys, not to mention Sirius who hadn't had time to commit the crime.

In fact, if Sirius really breaks into Hogwarts to find Harry now, it is estimated that things will go beyond his expectations - there is a high possibility that he will be made into dog meat and fed to the octopus in the Black Lake... ….

In fact, the black dog has been lurking in the dense forest all the time, just waiting for the school to start and Harry Potter and the others to come back.Fafnir stepped into Hogwarts, but this time he went to his office classroom first. He watched the scenery outside the window in the small office on the second floor—there is where Hogwarts students enter the way.

The new batch of young wizards, like their seniors, came to the stairway below the Hogwarts hall in a small rowboat on the dark lake.The students above the second grade had already arrived in the hall from another road.At this time, the sky was already dark, and Fafnir strode out of his office, turned into the corridor on one side and walked towards the hall.

This time the branching is a little more exciting-this is the only chance for the society to replenish new blood.And quite a few of the teachers above looked disheartened—a few professors known for their orthodoxy felt sad when they thought that the glorious tradition of hundreds of years might be completely finished in the next few years. "The Hogwarts of today is not the Hogwarts of our time—it is even worse than when the Dark Lord was alive..." Fafnir heard Professor McGonagall's almost An extremely light murmur that was not spoken. "Trust me, Professor, things will get better as time goes by..." This was Fafnir's answer to Professor McGonagall in his heart.

When introducing the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Fafnir saw the obvious malice and hatred on the face of Professor Snape on one side - facing the professor who just walked over.

It was a man who had the same meaning as the word down and out at first glance, but this time Harry Potter didn't show the appearance of "I know this person"-although the dementors were indeed released to hunt down the prisoners, But they didn't appear on the Hogwarts Express this time, so the rendezvous between the werewolf professor and Potter never happened.

After finally everything was over, the students returned to the dormitory where they had been away for a long time, and Fafnir also returned to his castle in Hogsmeade.As early as the moment he walked out of the gate of Hogwarts, "Huh? Some daring guy actually entered my castle?"

The black Nightmare horse riding on the dark fire stopped in front of the gate of the castle. Fafnir looked at the huddled gatekeeper and the open gate of the castle, and sneered and rode the horse into the outer avenue.

In front of him were more than a dozen dirty robed figures floating a little above the ground like dark clouds, without a bit of skin or face, only fine details could be vaguely seen between the waving of their arms. Long and sharp claws.

"Dementors? How dare this kind of thing enter my castle to arrest people? That's right...they seem to have smelled the presence of Shutekhaojian." Fafnir glanced at the dementors Strange, and then snapped his fingers.

There were cracks in the ground, and bone claws protruded.With the bone's claws pushing hard, one after another skeletons crawled out from the cracks in the ground. When they crawled out, the cracks in the ground disappeared automatically.

Dark red flames flickered in the eye sockets of these moving skeletons. One skeleton held a small round shield in its arm, while the other held a one-handed sword or spear. Dozens of skeleton soldiers surrounded the dozen or so dementors.

Fafnir got off the nightmare horse, patted the horse's neck, and let it run back to the stable. As for himself, he found a place to sit on the steps of the castle gate, enjoying the scene of the skeleton soldiers fighting the dementors.

The fear aura of the dementors has no effect on the skeleton soldiers, and the skeleton soldiers can't really hit the dementors with their swords and spears-these dementors are more like robed monsters made of smoke , the body is between reality and reality.Although it has a solid body, cutting it up is like cutting it into water, and the broken clothes will fuse with the body in a blink of an eye.

"It's unexpected, it's more like a ghost..." Fafnir scratched his chin, and turned his eyes to the other side - that was the corridor leading to the atrium garden.The sound of horseshoes was heard from the aisle, and not long after, under the light of a dim lampstand nearby, the owner of the sound of horseshoes appeared from the darkness.

It was a cavalry with only the front half of the body—a cavalry that looked like a mummy rode on a horse with only the front half of it. The horse was still dragging half of its intestines and internal organs. Those internal organs were also a little dry, and no disgusting pus flowed out And the horse's body also exposed the underlying bones in many places, but this half of the horse was still wearing a pretty good vest.These cavalrymen held spears and big swords in their hands, and as soon as they appeared, they quickly launched an attack.

Along the way, they completely ignored the skeleton soldiers and directly knocked them away.Not long after the skeleton soldiers were knocked apart, they regrouped and stood up again.The weapons in the hands of the cavalry shone with an evil blue-green light. With the sound of horseshoes in a torrential rain, the cavalry swung their weapons... Those dirty black robes were completely torn apart like worn-out mops , this time they neighed terribly, and could never heal again.

Fafnir watched as a big sword sliced ​​open the hood, and this time he saw the face under the hood—the face that only the death row prisoners who were executed to absorb souls could see was completely exposed to the light and moonlight this time. . "It's really ugly. It's actually no different from a mummy." Fafnir looked at the head that rolled over and said, and then the severed head turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in the air.

"Did you get some side dishes?" Fafnir raised his head and looked at the castle, as if he heard the voice of the castle...

"Tomorrow, tomorrow is the new semester. Let's see what interesting things will happen..."

On the second day, something Fafnir knew was a major event, but something that Hogwarts parties were completely unaware of happened...

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