Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Crookshanks and Hedwig are well-established pets.

They mobilized almost all the pets in Hogwarts, even the pets in the hands of the first-year wizards who had just entered school, and checked every corner most carefully. Of course, the pets should be resolved by the pets.

The only one who was unhappy was Filch.

Hallways, classrooms, and statues are covered inside and out with the fur of cats, owls, or toad slime.

This requires him a lot of time to clean up these troublesome things, especially the cat's hair.

By the end of the day, he smells like other cats.

Let Mrs. Norris keep meowing, asking him if he is fooling around outside, what is going on.

Mr. Filch had a miserable day, and he couldn't even sleep with Mrs. Norris, so he could only squeeze the sofa aggrievedly.

Kony was still not found the next day.

It is not even clear whether it is alive or dead.

This is not the worst news.

A little Hufflepuff witch found that her pet was also lost. It was still there yesterday, but she followed Crookshanks all night to look for it, and then it disappeared. It was such a cute toad.

This made many little wizards nervous, and they kept their pets with them every day, and they were not allowed to go out to fool around.

Even Crookshanks couldn't escape Hermione's suppression. It was always free, but had to be bound by the shackles of fate-soft lambskin collar and chain. Before Hermione transformed it, she asked Gingerbread According to the kitten's opinion, pick one of its favorite colors.

The same goes for Hedwig and Boss.

Until the culprit of the "prank" is caught, the safety of pets is very important.

Professors take this very seriously.

Every professor had a pet companion at one time - except Snape, of course, as they got older, those companions who accompanied them through childhood also died of old age, not every wizard is as lucky as Dumbledore , has an immortal pet companion.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout join forces.

They are bound to find out this guy!

Not even the Weasleys could pull off such a nasty joke.

Ron also got busy. It was his duty as a prefect to protect every little wizard.

Harry ignored these things.

No one sent him a commission, the witcher never did business at a loss, and he had more important things in his hands.

The research and development of werewolf traceability medicine did not go well.

Snape got two werewolves from nowhere, and affectionately named them "Rem." The plurals needed to add a small letter "s" at the end of the word, and hid them in the screaming shed for them to cooperate with the experiment.

Not caught.

Snape was not a clean person. He dropped a message in Knockturn Alley, saying that he needed two werewolves to cooperate in the research for a period of one year. During this period, he would provide wolfbane potion every month, and several werewolves immediately signed up.

Lupine also knew the news.

He commented that if he knew that there was such a good thing three years ago, and he didn't know that it was done by Snape, he would definitely not wait to participate in it.

Werewolves are very unstable social factors.

But not every werewolf was like Greyback, who wanted to take revenge on society and wizards. Many of them were like Lupine, hanging around at the bottom, avoiding the crowd, and trying to avoid hurting others as much as possible.

Good guys will always be pointed at.

Good werewolves are also pointed at by wands.

They obey the law and treat people kindly, and what they get in return is that they have a bad life.

Lupine was the luckiest of these werewolves. He was able to study in the best magic school in Europe - Hogwarts for seven years, and successfully obtained a diploma. He also served as a prefect. At least his life experience it `s complete.

Except for him, among this group of werewolves who keep their own way, none of them has received a complete, even relatively complete education. Most of them have only learned some simple magic in cram schools or trick schools. In terms of mastery, it is not even as good as Hogwarts first and second year students.

Lupine is alone.

He was perfectly normal - especially at Hogwarts, where he had three good friends, was in a good house, and everyone liked him. This made him suddenly encounter the naked reality of society when he came out of Hogwarts, and he was bruised and bruised.

He can't use low-handed methods, and he can't fumble for a living like other werewolves.

Normal work would not use him, and no one would want to use a werewolf as an employee, even if Lupine humiliated that he could wear a mask, no one would give him this opportunity.

In addition to Dumbledore, Sirius, and George and Fred.

Those law-abiding werewolves were not alone, but they were unfortunate.

They didn't have normal people to be friends with, not like Lupine. At least Lupine had been inside the walls, although he had been kicked out for a few years, but now, the most powerful hands in the wizarding world pulled him back - the greatest white wizard, the purest and noblest wizard family, the youngest The immeasurable heir to Gryffindor.

This group of werewolves who kept their own law and order could only hold on to the wall, looking at the scenery outside the wall greedily and longingly through the gap.

Snape was not polite.

Tell them that there may be a chance to become a normal person again, at the cost of possible death.

They thanked Snape for his gift.

Willing to huddle in the Whomping Willow, like being imprisoned, only have some food from the house-elves every day, and their entertainment is only a few children's literature that Snape mercifully throws over.

But they were excited whether Snape was taking blood or flesh from them.

It's just that their dedication didn't end well.

In the first month, even the experimental potions were not developed. Those materials were only taken out separately, and the properties of the medicines did not conflict. But when they were put into the crucible and boiled, there would be a huge conflict. Snape had already exploded. Destroyed several crucibles.

Ever since he knew about potions, he had never experienced such a shameful incident.

Compared with the research and development of "Wolf Disease Cure Potion", the research on the Horcrux side is going smoothly.

end of september.

Dumbledore's office.

Harry pushed the door open and looked in. The four Headmasters were all there.

"Pomona, take it out." Dumbledore sighed.

"No." Professor Sprout simply refused.

"The horcruxes on it have been stripped away," begged Dumbledore, "that thing is now safe."

"Because it's not a Horcrux, it's more dangerous." Sprout shook his head, "Not only you, but the three of you! This thing is too dangerous for you, even Harry, I don't think he should face it. "

"Facing what?" Harry walked quietly behind her and said suddenly.

Startled by the suddenness, Sprout turned around and complained angrily: "Harry, you don't make any noise when you walk."

"You may be too focused on scolding Professor Dumbledore." Harry replied to her.

Sprout smiled: "I didn't scold him, I was educating him."

"He wants the Resurrection Stone, but it's not for him, and certainly not for you."

Sprout looked over one by one, scolding them one by one: "Harry, Severus, Felius, Minerva, none of you are good, you shouldn't have seen that thing."

"The resurrection stone can't really resurrect."

"It's said in the fairy tales that it will only create a phantom of the dead, which looks real. It will have everything of the living, except the desire to live, and then lead the people who are still alive to die."

She paused, and said in a very gentle tone: "The second brother of the Peverell family is arrogant. He asked the god of death to have the power to summon other people back from the god of death."

"Then Death picked up a stone from the river bank and told him that it had the power to raise the dead."

"Second brother went back to his home where he lived alone, took out the resurrection stone, twirled it in his palm three times, and the girl he wanted to marry but unfortunately died immediately appeared in front of him."

"However, after the girl was resurrected, she didn't miss the world. She was sad and indifferent, and she was separated from him with a veil. So, the second brother went crazy in endless despair. In order to truly integrate into her world, he committed suicide."

She paused again to relieve her dry mouth, and after a while, she continued, "Except for Harry, um, and maybe Severus, you should all be familiar with this story."

"The four of them together are almost four hundred years old, so don't think about it anymore."

Harry said calmly: "I have."

Sprout looked at him in surprise, she didn't think Harry would be such a childlike person.

"Hermione read it to me," Harry said softly.

Sprout suddenly nodded, that's it.

Snape didn't speak, with a lonely expression on his face. He had never heard these stories, and he didn't have that childlike inclination. Of course, it was also because no one would be willing to read these stories to him, no matter his parents or anyone else.

"Just to take a look?" Dumbledore did not give up, still begging.

Sprout sneered, turning his head away.

How can it be!

She is not such a soft-hearted woman, she just looks like it.

"Pomona, we have worked together for so long." Dumbledore still wanted to play the emotional card.

Sprout deadpanned: "It's because we've been together for so long."

Dumbledore waved, and the stool flew over and landed behind them: "In this case, let's not talk about it, and sit down."

"Can the Horcrux be stripped off?" Harry asked him.

Dumbledore nodded: "Those entrusted to the object can be stripped off, but Harry is in a special situation, we have to discuss it in detail, after all, a Horcrux parasitic on a complete soul is very rare."

Harry didn't speak.

Dumbledore went on: "And there is bad news."

"After the Horcrux was stripped off, I tried to peek into his memory."

"This is only Voldemort's second horcrux, and there are no clues to other horcruxes. As we estimated before, he is planning to make seven horcruxes."

"Seven is a very magical number."