The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Hiss—" Tonks took a sharp breath, then looked at Harry and complained, "It's okay, don't just say that name, you scared me, Harry!"

"I'm sorry," Harry apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I... I forgot..."

"Well, now I really believe that you are not afraid of the mysterious man." Tonks rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

"So... so, Black is a supporter of the mysterious man?" Harry asked anxiously.

"From the existing evidence, it is indeed the case." Tonks said, her face was still a little puzzled, "My mother has never believed it, but she didn't believe it when the evidence was solid. Method."

"According to the information given by the Ministry of Magic, the relationship between Sirius and the mysterious man is very close... Anyway, when you were almost killed by the mysterious man—"

She subconsciously glanced at Harry's lightning-shaped scar covered by the hair on his forehead, "All the supporters of the You-Know-Who have been hunted down, and most of those Death Eaters know that since the You-Know-Who has escaped, they will Lost power along with it, so most of the Death Eaters stayed quiet."

"But those people headed by Bellatrix Lettrange don't think so. They are die-hard followers of the mysterious man, and Sirius should be among them."

"One of my fellow Aurors told me that the Aurors cornered Sirius once in the street, which was still full of muggles...but he got out his wand and blew up half the street with a spell , a wizard and twelve Muggles were killed by him..."

Tonks' voice dropped, as if to feel sorry for those who had died.

"The wizard's name was Peter Pedillo," she went on, "and he was posthumously awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class."

"And what Sirius did to him

Sin had no remorse at all, and kept laughing... Later, he followed the Aurors without any resistance, still laughing all the way.His colleagues at the Ministry of Magic thought he was completely insane. "

"The incident had a great impact at the time, and the Muggle government took great pains to conceal it." Tonks continued, "The whole street was bombed, and all the Muggles died. , and the explanation they gave was..."

"I know that, gas explosions." Harry took up the conversation, "Now I finally know why there are so many news about gas explosions in the Muggle world."

Chapter 190 The third school year begins!

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A sudden explosion sounded, breaking the silence of the block.

A very strange and frightening face suddenly appeared before Harry and Tonks.Every inch of the skin on his face seemed to be scarred, his mouth was like a big crooked gash, and the protruding nose was missing.

The most terrifying thing is the eyes on the face——

One eye was small and black, while the other eye was large, a vivid bright blue, and moved without blinking, turning up and down, side to side, exactly as it was there. Only normal eyes are irrelevant.

Startled, Harry jumped back so suddenly that he nearly fell again.

Fortunately, Tonks reacted quickly and pulled him again, which prevented his head from having an intimate contact with the ground.

"Instructor Moody, didn't Director Scrimgeour tell you to go home to retire?" Tonks looked at the person who came, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come here in person again this time?"

She always felt that it was just a portkey, and it would be fine to arrange for a small clerk to deliver it. There was no need for the legendary Auror, who was about to retire from the Ministry of Magic, to make a trip in person.

"It's not that coward Fudge, who is afraid that something will happen to Harry Potter under Black's hands to delay his political career." Moody said cursingly, his wooden legs banging on the ground.

"Besides, I never plan to retire. It's just that Scrimgeour and his idiots are always out of their minds. They feel that I can no longer distinguish the difference between ordinary handshakes and deliberate murders. They insist on letting me go back to retire!"

Scrimgeour and the wizards in the Auror office were right. After experiencing a lot of danger in his career, Moody had already become paranoid and even delusional.

He always prepared all the food and drink himself, and drank only from the curved bottle he carried with him in case someone tried to poison him.

On April Fool's Day one year, a witch booed behind Moody, and Moody, alarmed by a sudden noise, overreacted and attacked her; A birthday present containing a cleverly disguised basilisk egg smashes it to pieces before discovering it's a traveling alarm clock...

However, Moody himself was completely unaware of his paranoia, and thought that Scrimgeour and the others were too lax.

"How many times have I told them they just don't know what it means to be on your toes!" he exclaimed.

Moody handed an old teapot to Tonks aggressively, then turned his head to look at Harry, "You are Harry Potter, right? Boy, go back and let your professors teach you to show your followers, or else If you don’t know anything like today, you will lose many opportunities to escape.”

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"Remember, stay vigilant at all times!" His expression was quite severe, and matched with his hideous face full of scars, Harry was quite frightened.

Tonks didn't dare to say anything after taking over the old teapot that was turned into a portkey, for fear of drawing the wrath of the legendary Auror on himself.

Harry and Tonks didn't realize at all that after seeing Moody, the big dog on the street became tense in an anthropomorphic manner, and moved to the side very gently without making a sound. .

But Moody's magic eye, which kept turning all the time, found the trace of the big black dog from behind.

He jerked his wand out, unleashing a blinding red light with lightning speed.

The big black dog was frightened, barked "bark", and rolled on the ground very justly, and luckily escaped Moody's spell.

"Instructor Moody, stop, it's just a dog!" Tonks looked at Moody who was overreacting again, and hurried forward to grab his arm.

"What's wrong with the dog? A wizard who is proficient in transfiguration can use human body transformation to temporarily turn himself into a dog!" Moody said to Tonks with wide eyes, "What if that dog was pretended by Sirius Black? manage?"

Tonks couldn't convince his instructor, so he could only hug his arm and feel ashamed at the same time.

Director Scrimgeour was right in his judgment. Instructor Moody just had a mental problem, and he was able to treat a dog as Sirius!She cursed to herself.

It wasn't until the big black dog finally escaped from the street that Tonks finally let go of Moody's arm, lest he accidentally hurt innocent animals.

Harry watched this scene with sweat dripping from his forehead.He is a little guilty.

This resolute old Auror doesn't seem to have the same style as a young Auror like Tonks. If he was really arrested by the Ministry of Magic for casting spells outside the school, let alone wandering secretly, he might even run away. He had already been captured by this old Auror without even having a chance to get out of the street...

"Since you don't want to clean up the neighborhood, then go straight back to the Ministry of Magic." Moody was a little unhappy, and turned his head to teach Tonks, "Tonks, you have learned from Scrimgeour and the others, relax. Be vigilant!"

"Have you forgotten the knowledge I taught you? Any suspicious things around you must be destroyed immediately!" he said.

"Okay... I see, Instructor Moody." Tonks replied weakly.

She held up the old teapot that Moody had sent, and put Harry's hand on the lid of the teapot, and Moody reached out and grabbed the spout of the old teapot.

After a whirlwind, the three of them appeared together in a magnificent hall.

The floor of the hall is a dark wooden floor that has been polished and polished.The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with gleaming gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board in the sky.

A number of gilt fireplaces are embedded in the walls of the nave: the one on the left for entering the Ministry of Magic, the one on the right for leaving the Ministry.

At this time, occasionally the fireplace on the left would light up bright green flames, and then members of the Ministry of Magic would come out of the fireplace.

Every member of the Ministry of Magic who passed by looked at the famous Harry curiously, and wanted to come over to talk to him in surprise.But when they saw Moody beside Harry, their faces changed immediately, and they walked towards the end of the hall in fear of avoiding it.

"Hey, can this Portkey be sent directly to the Ministry of Magic?" Tonks looked around the resplendent hall and asked in surprise, "Didn't the Ministry of Magic not allow the Portkey to enter directly?"

"Fugit approved it." Moody explained gruffly. "That coward was afraid that Potter would have an accident on the road, so he specially asked someone from the Portkey Office to do it."

Tonks nodded suddenly.

At this moment, a fat, smiling and amiable wizard came from the end of the hall in the distance.

He was wearing a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, and a long black cape, and he was laughing very warmly from a distance.

"Fudge is here. You two can argue with him here, and I'll go first." Moody seemed a little unhappy when he saw the person coming, "Every time I see his fat face, I feel upset."

He stamped his wooden feet, turned around and entered a fireplace on the right.

"You're here, Harry." Fudge ignored Moody's actions, ignored him, and looked directly at Harry, "How does it feel to be at the Ministry of Magic for the first time?"

"Uh...it feels pretty good, but the portkey makes me a little dizzy." Harry said truthfully.

He glanced up at the current Minister of Magic, still feeling unreal and flattered.

"Haha, the portkey is a means of transportation that requires a process of adaptation." Fudge smiled twice, stretched out his hand and patted Harry's shoulder affectionately, "But the long-distance transmission, the portkey is better than the phantom. It's more comfortable to shift shape."

As he got closer, Harry realized that although the Minister of Magic was smiling, there was some undisguised tiredness and anxiety in his eyes.

Sirius' escape from prison did seem to have caused him quite a bit of trouble.

"Tonks, thank you for bringing Harry here." Fudge didn't realize that there was an Auror beside him until then, and then remembered to encourage her, "You can go to your own affairs first, and I'll take care of you." I have something to say to Harry alone."

Tonks nodded noncommittally and greeted Harry.

Phew, briskly walk towards the row of magical straight stairs at the end of the hall.

"Well, Harry," Fudge said to Harry, after Tonks had left, "I'm not afraid you know, you've got us all in a panic. Running out of your aunt and uncle's like that! I thought . . . ...But fortunately you are safe, and Black's actions don't seem to be so fast."

He pressed Harry on the shoulder, pulled him into a special magic ladder, and pressed a button, "Now... you will be happy to hear how we solved the unfortunate matter of Miss Maggie being inflated of--"

"Two members of the Incident Reversal Division were called to Privet Drive a few hours ago. Miss Maggie recovered and her memory was adjusted. She will not remember today at all. That's the way it is, No harm done." Fudge smiled kindly.

Even though he already knew that he would not be expelled from Hogwarts again, Harry still couldn't believe his ears when he heard the Minister of Magic personally told him about it.

He opened his mouth to say something thankful, but couldn't think of what to say, so he closed his mouth.

"Ah, you're worried about your aunt and uncle's reaction, aren't you?" said Fudge. "Well, I don't deny that they're extremely angry, Harry, but as long as you stay at Hogwarts for Christmas and Easter, they It is to let you go back next summer."

Finally, Harry's throat was no longer congested.

"I spend Christmas and Easter at Hogwarts forever," he said. "I don't want to go back to Privet Drive."

"Here, here, when you've calmed down, I'm sure you won't think so," said Fudge, in a worried tone. "They are your family after all, and I'm sure you... well, deep down, you love each other."

Harry didn't try to correct Fudge's opinion, but followed him obediently out of the straight staircase and walked towards a well-decorated office.

"Then all that's left now is," Fudge pushed open the office door, motioning for Harry to sit on a sofa against the wall, "where do you spend the rest of your two-week vacation. I suggest you stay at the Ministry of Magic, here It's the safest place right now."

"Even if Sirius Black was lawless, it would be impossible for him to sneak into the most heavily guarded Ministry of Magic."

"These two stars are expected to be in the Ministry of Magic, so they can't go anywhere?" Harry asked.

"Of course, my boy." Fudge took off his pinstriped suit jacket and black cloak, threw them aside, and hurriedly sat down opposite Harry, "You must be aware of the current situation, you are dangerous, I You have to make sure you stay somewhere safe enough."

"But isn't Hogwarts the safest place in the world?" Harry hesitated for a moment, always feeling a bit scary to stay in such a strange place with no acquaintances for two weeks.

So he asked, "I think I can go back to Hogwarts early."

"Oh, Harry, Hogwarts is known as the safest place only because of Dumbledore." Harry's trust in Hogwarts made Fudge a little impatient, and he couldn't help but wrinkled Eyebrows, "Now that Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts, I naturally cannot let you go back to this castle."

"Or I can ask Mr. Weiss to take me in." Harry hurriedly changed his mind.

"Don't be naive, Harry." Fudge shook his head, "Sirius Black is an extremely dangerous Death Eater, you don't want to put Wesley's family in danger, do you?"

Of course, Harry didn't know that the fundamental reason for Fudge's refusal was because he didn't want to give too much credit to Dumbledore's confidant, Arthur Weiss, to prevent him from continuing his promotion in the Ministry of Magic.

Harry fell silent and said nothing more.

"Well, it seems that you don't want to stay in the Ministry of Magic any longer." Seeing Harry's depressed mood, Fudge squeezed out a kind smile again, "In that case, I can find you a room in the Leaky Cauldron, as long as You haven't left Diagon Alley for two weeks..."

"The entrances to Diagon Alley are strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic, and with some elite Auror guards, I believe you can get enough safety in the Leaky Cauldron!"

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