A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"Anything?" Ron asked in a low voice, his hand involuntarily reaching for his pocket, where Harry knew his wand was hidden.

"Go out and talk," Harry said almost in a whisper. Ron and Hermione stood up and hurried across the lounge, passing Neville he stood up and asked, "Ha--" but Harry walked away quicker, he still couldn't make up his mind. Don't get other people involved...

The three pushed open the door of the lounge and walked out a distance.

"They're on the move, Umbridge and Avery?" Ron asked impatiently.

Harry spread out the crumpled Marauder's map, and Ron and Hermione immediately gathered around, "It's hard to say, look here." Harry pointed to a small dot, "It's Umbridge, she's heading towards the Headmaster. The office tower, I don't know if she knows the password, but..."

"Hey, we're on the eighth floor! Just turn a few stairs and hallways and maybe catch her early," said Ron excitedly.

"Good idea," said Harry, "but there's a problem, we have to separate."

"Why?" Ron looked puzzled at Harry and then at Hermione, hoping for an explanation.

"Umbridge's move may be a sign, a sign of the beginning of action. But she's not all, look!" Her fingers pointed on the map, "Avery is in the auditorium, he's not doing anything, it's not normal."

"Where's the Order of the Phoenix?" Ron asked.

"Two are guarding the auditorium, two are at the front and rear gates of the school, and the remaining two... Now, Alastor and Tonks are patrolling the school walls."

"They're preventing Death Eaters from breaking into the school?" said Ron in surprise.

"It's possible," said Harry, looking down on the map. "See Malfoy?"

"Maybe in the Slytherin common room, I'm looking for... oh no," Hermione groaned. "He's out, walking up. Just now! Will he..." she asked uneasily. .

"I don't know," said Harry, "so we'll have to move separately. You guys have a map and keep an eye on Avery on the way. Since Umbridge moves, he's bound to move. Fortunately, Frank and Alice, there are other professors in-"

"how about you?"

"I don't need a map, the destination is clear," said Harry briefly. "I just want to make sure no one sneaks into the headmaster's office. If it's just a false alarm, that's fine, so don't alarm the others."

Ron and Hermione nodded silently. Harry and them walked up different stairs and through two doors. He knew he was getting close to the headmaster's office. He had been there and remembered the huge stone beast lying on the door. , Harry hoped it would do its job.

There was a stone monster standing in the middle of the empty corridor, and there was no one else. Harry didn't know if Umbridge had broken in, but she couldn't have left in such a short time, when the behemoth suddenly jumped away, winding down the automatic spiral staircase, and a person appeared in Harry. In the sight of Harry, Harry slowed down and looked at the man who came out of the headmaster's office in disbelief.

It's Snape!

"Potter," he coldly blocked Harry's path, "what are you doing here?"

"I, uh, Snape, Professor, I'm looking for Headmaster Dumbledore, I see Umbridge coming, she's breaking into the Headmaster's office!"

"What nonsense, I just came out of it, the door was locked, and the Headmaster wasn't there," Snape said nonchalantly.

"But—" Harry opened his mouth, not sure if what Snape was saying was true or not, he looked back at the corridor where he came from, and no one appeared. Was he running so fast that Umbridge didn't have time to get there? Can he stop her by walking back?

Or was he just too sensitive and Umbridge was running so fast just because he was in a hurry to go to the toilet? Thinking about it this way, doubts that I hadn't noticed before emerged one by one. The Order of the Phoenix did not guard Umbridge, but scattered most of the people around the school and the castle...

Harry subconsciously stretched his legs to leave, but he stopped abruptly and looked at Snape scrutinizingly.

"What's the password? I want to go in and see," he said.

Snape's thin lips twisted into a mocking smile, which made Harry feel very embarrassed. He knew that Snape must be mocking himself for being over the top, but what if, if Umbridge was one step ahead of him, hide In the principal's office? Did she lock the door so Snape couldn't get in? Or are the two of them colluding?

Harry didn't know Umbridge's goal, but he knew that Umbridge was sent by Voldemort, and Voldemort must have a secret.

He didn't go to Snape, and walked quickly to the stone beast, "Iced lemon juice? Pear hard candy, uh--licorice wand, Bubble Super Bubble Gum... I'm with your master, you drive Can you open the door?" he said angrily.

The monster remained motionless.

Snape looked at him mockingly, and Harry stared into his deep black eyes, uncertain. He had been yelling at Snape for a long time, as he had always been, but Hermione had inadvertently reminded him this morning that no one could see the full picture.

It made him think that since he could get a piece of the information from the other mouths, privately racking his brains with Ron and Hermione, trying to piece together the full truth; it's possible that Snape was doing the same thing.

The premise of all this is that both he and Snape were only partially revealed by Headmaster Dumbledore, but they saw another thread...

Professor Hepp's reply also affected Harry's judgment, if the several questions on that letter were as Ron said, "the answer is quite obvious", it is "love" - ​​Harry almost breathes when he thinks of this. Stagnation - Snape's willingness to go undercover then barely makes sense, and everything can be explained in a language that makes Harry uncomfortable:

Snape was a bad guy, it was in his bones. Neither his preference for Slytherin House nor his undisguised hatred of Harry are just strong proofs of that conclusion. The only difference is that he deeply loves a person - Lily, Lily's death made him turn his back on his old master and completely fall to Dumbledore...

But if Snape and Dumbledore were in the same group, why did they ignore such a big thing and didn't care at all? Harry thought angrily, didn't he know that Voldemort was planning a conspiracy out there? Harry stared at Snape, furious. The strong and complex emotions in his heart kept surging, making him almost unable to think, and Occlumency was difficult to help. Suddenly, a flame of inspiration ignited the fog in his mind.

Voldemort...

Yeah, Voldemort was back, if—Harry was out of breath. He thought, shudderingly, that he seemed to know where Snape got his Death Eater information, not by writing a letter to his Death Eater friends, not by rambling, but—he was one of them.

After living a quiet life for more than ten years, the boy once again put on the mantle of a Death Eater...and became an undercover agent again!

Will it be so?

If Snape was undercover, Harry wouldn't have to worry at all, even Umbridge was just a ridiculous disinformation tool. He was suddenly enlightened. But what if not? Harry looked at Snape hesitantly, he had already turned away, Harry gritted his teeth and chased after him, blocking Snape's face.

Snape's eyes were blank and expressionless, looking down at Harry.

Harry couldn't read his thoughts at all.

"Potter, do you want me to deduct points for you? Twenty points, I say—"

"You know what's in the principal's office, goblin silverware, pensieves, all kinds of precious books, and even information about Voldemort, and his soul—"

"Shut up! Potter," Snape interrupted loudly.

"I didn't mean to say it," Harry said calmly, wondering how quickly he was reacting. "But you don't seem surprised, you know it, do you?" He stared at Snape's face, "then you should know how important it is, we've destroyed a few things, like diaries, like that A snake, and a ring...but maybe one or two, Headmaster Dumbledore wants to crack its secret, and is hiding in the Headmaster's office right now. If Voldemort gets it back..."

"That snake? What snake?" Snape asked suddenly.

"Don't you know? Voldemort was one of those serpents who were with him before he came back to life, and then died," said Harry.

"One of them...one of them..." Snape murmured, staring suddenly at Harry, his empty, indifferent eyes showing a look of horror.

Harry couldn't understand this look, there were too many emotions in it, shock, doubt, understanding and fear... It may be more complicated than all the emotions they have had since the first meeting until now, the black eyes staring at With green eyes, Harry suddenly lost the courage to meet Snape's eyes, but he stubbornly refused to look away.

Snape made a terrible whirring, clucking sound in his throat, as if he was going to eat people. Harry took a step back in fright, trying not to turn his head and run away. He admired his courage, and after an unknown amount of time, the complex and terrifying emotions in the depths of the opposite eyes were hidden and became unpredictable.

Snape looked at him, gritted his teeth.

Harry clenched his wand uneasily.

Bang! A distant, low noise interrupted their gaze, Harry looked out the window, the sound was not coming from this side, he ran to the other side, his face against the edge of the hallway window, squinting hard to see At the edge of the dark Forbidden Forest in the distance, a fire burst into the sky.

I don't know if it was an illusion. Harry had an absurd idea. A big hole was blown open in the school wall... Then there were a few more red sparks in the sky, hanging in the air. Harry's heart tightened. It was a warning from the Order of the Phoenix Signal!

Snape also stood at the window, his black eyes staring straight ahead. In addition to the red sparks, the firelight that appeared at first disappeared, replaced by billowing black smoke, climbing straight into the sky, they heard a faint shout, and then a green light shot into the black smoke, twisting into a huge skull pattern , with a heart-pounding green glow.

"Dark Mark," Harry said word for word. He stared at the huge skull rising into the sky. Not only was it not covered up in the thick smoke, but it became clearer. It complemented the red sparks emitted by the members of the Order of the Phoenix. A giant python protruded from the skull's mouth, strangely and eerily. Creeping.

Death Eaters attacked? Harry thought in disbelief, unable to accept it for a moment. The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with Dumbledore, Professor Heppe and other professors, the safest place in the world, is like an iron wall, how dare Voldemort! Isn't he afraid of being beaten to death? Even with a Horcrux, it would be too stupid...

There was a humming noise in the castle, and Harry knew that the others had heard it too, probably asking each other what was going on.

"Potter, go back to the lounge," Snape said coldly.

Harry ignored him, he knew that the walls of Hogwarts were broken, Voldemort would never do anything in vain, the danger had occurred! His face was pressed against the window, his glasses were embedded in his skin, and his nose was aching, but he saw something vague. There seemed to be some kind of creature where the wall was broken. Is it a Death Eater? But he wasn't sure if it was the reflection of the green Dark Mark.

"Potter, I said--go back!" Snape shouted angrily, and he strode forward with his wand to drag Harry away from the window--"Don't move!" His heart seemed to be suddenly immersed in ice water, and his body shivered. He could see clearly that a group of creatures were pouring in from the fracture. They were not Death Eaters in black robes, but some kind of pale, strange humanoid creatures, their bodies flashing phosphorescence, on and off, like a cluster of beating. 's ghost fire.

"Inferi," Snape inhaled, his hand hanging in the air.

The sound in the castle grew louder and louder, and with screams and panicked footsteps, Harry jumped to his feet, he remembered what Moody had said to him a few days ago, there might be a riot in the school... He left Sri Lanka. Nep, run away.

The riot really happened, Harry thought as he ran.

A large number of Infernal corpses rushed into the school. Is it a hundred or a thousand, or more? It can't be just the Inferi, he imagined a large army of Death Eaters, dark wizards, werewolves, vampires, and dementors rushing up...

The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became. He wondered what was going on with the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were guarding outside. Are they fighting or withdrawing? He was very anxious. The only good news was that it was almost dark, and most of the students were staying in the castle. There was no danger for the time being, but it was not impossible for exceptions to occur. In case there were students wandering on the edge of the forbidden forest... Harry In his heart, he thought of Luna. She had a centaur friend named Firenze. She and Ginny occasionally went to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. In case... he didn't dare to think about it.

And Hagrid, Harry stopped in horror, the broken wall was not too far from Hagrid's hut. Hagrid would definitely go out to check when he heard the sound, with Fang. Unless he's not at home, with Grapp Jr.

He prayed in his heart, hoping that Hagrid would come up with a whim and insist on being with Grapp, even if it was his birthday, he could accompany him in the future...

Harry was overwhelmed by the thoughts in his head, and the Marauder's Map was on Ron and Hermione, and he had no way of confirming their safety. Fear kept coming, and he heard the familiar voice, "Harry!" Hermione and Ron came running up the spiral staircase, panting.

Harry found himself running to the door of the Gryffindor lounge subconsciously, and then the portrait of the Fat Lady was pushed away from inside.

Neville came out, holding his wand. He hurriedly asked: "What happened? I heard voices, and those human-shaped things..." He shuddered, Fred, George, Lee Jordan, Seamus and some more People were blocking the door, and they all looked at Harry.

"Those are Inferi—" Harry gasped.

"Really the Inferi? Hey, I've only seen it in the books!" Fred exclaimed, looking rather pleased, "It's You-Know-Who? So what are you waiting for, it's time for us to show off. "

His words received a low voice of approval.

Harry was unhappy to find himself caught in a difficult choice. He didn't know if he should let them go on an adventure together. This is not training. No matter how hard the training is, there will be no danger to life. Now it is a real battle, not one-on-one, but full of tricks. Maybe the Death Eaters are hiding in In the corpse, waiting for Leng Zi to utter a deadly spell.

If someone dies, he will definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Where's Ginny? Where's Luna? Are there any students out there?" Harry had nothing to say, he needed some time to weigh.

"Here I am, Harry!" said Ginny's voice, and Harry raised an arm when he saw the crowd. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"No one's outside. We came back and saw Luna trying to open a door," Ron said.

"What door?" Harry regretted the words.

"I don't know." Ron shrugged. "Too busy to ask—"

"How are you over there?" Harry asked. "What did that Avery do?"

Hermione and Ron looked odd.

"He didn't move. We saw someone staring at him, so we went to Malfoy. We stopped someone halfway, but he had nothing to do with the riot, but we were ridiculed... or a reminder?" Hermione spoke quickly Quickly said, "Anyway, we know that someone is going to break into Professor Hepp's office—"

"Who is it?" Harry asked hastily.

"Crabbe and Goyle," Ron shrugged, "when we got there, they were entangled in vines and passed out in the doorway. The professor wasn't there, neither was Warren... We didn't know what to do for a while. I did it, and later I heard movement outside, so I left them behind and hurried back."

"It's the professor's defense," Hermione added.

After the question was asked, Harry looked around, all eyes on him, he had to decide.

"Harry, give me an order, we've all learned the Fire Charm, and I remember you said that this magic is very restrained against dark creatures." Neville said slowly, "We have to do something."

"I, ugh—" Harry suddenly thought of something, and pulled out a small bottle from his pocket, "Okay, divide this up and take a sip each—"

"What is this?" Neville asked.

"Fu Lingji." Harry said excitedly, the blood rhythm in the veins, are they going to fight together, like Sirius hanging on his lips, become a real warrior? At this moment, a huge roar came from a distance, through the dark night sky and the commotion in the castle, and got into their ears.

"It's Hagrid!" Hermione said horrified, and they rushed into the window. "And Grapp, oh my God!"

"Who's Grapp, Hagrid's friend? Oh, oh—" Fred stared into the dark night, speechless in shock when he saw the huge figure next to Hagrid.

Compared with the giant who didn't know his origin, Hagrid was like a dwarf, and the ghastly corpses that surrounded them, reflecting the dark green light and phosphorescence of the Dark Mark, seemed to be jumping up and down. dwarf.

"The Inferi shouldn't hurt the giants," Ron looked uneasily into the distance. "Their fingernails are like tickling, and Grapp will smash them into biscuits with one punch."

"No, and the Dementors, Hagrid and Gralop can't handle that," Hermione groaned.

Harry tried to calm himself down, he wanted to use the Patronus Charm, but it was too far away for him to know if it would work. All he needs to do now is to support Hagrid as soon as possible. With that, he stretched out his wand, "Flying Firebolt!"

After a few seconds, a streamlined broom ripped through the air and whizzed from the bedroom through the lounge, past the open door with the Fat Lady's portrait, and into Harry's hands.

"Oh, by the way, I also have a broomstick, or a Nimbus 2000, which performs very well." Ron said blankly. "No one's advertising you," Fred said sullenly, and then he asked again, "Can you lend me your broom, George and I put the broom on the team." George was on the side. Keep nodding.

"You stay, organize people to maintain order," Harry said.

"Hagrid is our friend too, Harry," Fred said.

Harry stared, "Then call more people, don't come over one or two." He raised his wand, and the glass shattered before his eyes. Harry looked back at Ron and Hermione, who understood what he meant, 'Protect them. ' He rolled over and jumped off the castle. The others looked down at the windows, Harry dropped a dozen feet, then climbed rapidly, turning into a blurry shadow, and the Firebolt's performance was maximized by him.

"Call-God-Guard-Guard-"

A silver stag appeared, glowing all over, jumping continuously in mid-air, rushing towards Hagrid's hut with Harry.

The light emitted by the Patronus formed a straight trajectory, illuminating the open space below, and the people left behind "Sigh" all inhaled, the grass was full of Infernal corpses, and the castle was about to be surrounded.

"The entrance has to be guarded, they can't come in," Neville said firmly, with fear on his face.

"We know the shortcut," Fred said, pointing to him and George.

"I have a suggestion. Can I pass Mrs. Hooch's office? Maybe a little detour, but I remember a room with an old broom next to me." George said. "Hermione, what are you doing?"

Hermione was tapping on a piece of parchment with her wand. "Oh, well, I just notified the members of the Front Lookout, and the Rune Club."

"Cool," Fred said. More than a dozen Gryffindor students kept walking through the secret passages of the castle. They saw the students walking around, as well as the prefects who were loudly maintaining order. They met acquaintances in the middle, and after knowing their purpose, they joined the team without saying a word.

When they appeared in the broom collection room, the number had already reached thirty.

"The door is locked," said Ron. "Araho is open," he read, and the door remained motionless. He frowned and used the cutting spell, the surface of the door shimmered and annihilated the spell, "Mrs. Hooch is really doing her job—"

"Get out of the way, Ron!" Hermione shouted, and she put six or seven little wooden signs on the door~www.readwn.com~ Everyone stepped back, "Bang!" The thick door was torn apart.

"Excellent." Fred said happily, and a group of people rushed into the collection room to pick out brooms, "Look what I found, sweeping the whole system, Comet 140, even the old antique Oak Arrow 79, Moon Dream and Silver Arrow. There are... Nimbus 1000, Nimbus 1001, Nimbus 1500, Nimbus 1700, this is Nimbus 2000? Mrs. Hooch is really good at hiding it!"

"It's a pity there is no Nimbus 2001." George said greedily. The students picked up their brooms, and even Hermione picked one and swept the Seven Star 5.

"Then, uh—" said Hermione, "we need to get some people to support Harry, and the rest to the front door, the back door, and other exits, where the professors are, it's better to get some people on broomsticks. Flying around the castle, warning..."

"Speaking of which, where is our killer? Professor Heppe's Illumination is very suitable for this occasion. And Headmaster Dumbledore, he won't fall asleep, right? Has anyone thought about this..." Fred happily ask.

Yeah, where are they now?

Both Hermione and Harry on the broom were thinking about it.

Everyone's time is a line, and you can only see things from your own perspective, especially when you're in it. But if historians analyze it afterwards, today is a rather important and chaotic day.

The entire British magical world is like a boiling cauldron, and the beginning of this series of events was neither the sudden attack of the Ministry of Magic, nor the appearance of Felix Hepper at the door of the burning sword castle, nor the fact that Dumbledore received His own brother's distress call -- a little earlier than all of them.

It all had to start with Voldemort walking into the Hog's Head bar and slaughtering.