Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!"Since I rejected Voldemort, there has been no defense against the Dark Arts professor who can teach for more than a year."

After returning to the office again, Dumbledore sat in his chair and said softly.

"We lose an outstanding professor almost every year, and it took a few years for me to react.

Voldemort cast a curse on this position, a very powerful curse.Even I can't crack it.

Only wait until Voldemort dies, and it will be automatically released."Dumbledore said.

"So, I can only take corresponding measures to deal with this situation."

Dumbledore's so-called measures are also obvious, specifically selecting some problematic dark wizards to serve as the professor of defense against the dark arts.

The Dark Lord dealt with the Dark Wizard, just right.

He even invited Abraxas Malfoy to take up this position.

Abraxas Malfoy is Lucius's father, and he is well-informed and well-versed.

He saw Dumbledore's sinister intentions at a glance, so he wrote to the principal and greeted Dumbledore's relatives in the most vicious words.

He also humiliated him in the "Daily Prophet" with pride.

Then... the old Malfoy got dragon pox in the second year... and died.

On the day of the funeral, Dumbledore also sent a bunch of flowers to express his grief.

This is really a sad story.

In those years, there were rumors of death invitation letters.

Everyone cursed others, and the most vicious words were: "Your mother will receive Dumbledore's owl tonight."

There is no insurance in the magic world, otherwise there must be a bunch of wizards who cheat insurance.

If it is more severe, the relatives of the dead professor find the Seventh Aunt and Eighth Aunt, pull the banner, put the coffin, and play the music, and lie down in front of the school.

No amount of gold in Dumbledore's vault can be compensated!

The magical world is still simple, and it is almost catching up with Gotham.

"William, I'm very curious how you wiped out that piece of soul without destroying this crown."

Dumbledore's long fingers ran across the rusty crown.

"Dementor, I found a dying dementor in France. Seeing that it was helpless, I took care of it," William said.

It seemed that he had picked up a wild dementor by accident.

Dumbledore smiled but glanced at William, not paying attention to his vagueness.

Everyone has a secret.

Dumbledore himself has many.

In the words of his brother Aberforth: "That bastard was on my mother's lap and learned to keep it secret. Secrets and lies, Albus...no one understands better than him."

"Professor, I have one more thing to tell you." William gradually reduced his smile.

"When the Dementor was devouring that piece of soul, he saw Voldemort's few memories."

"What did it see?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes.

"I asked him about Horcrux, and it said the diary... Slytherin's ring, Gunter House!"

"Slytherin's ring... Old Gunter House?" Dumbledore frowned, as if thinking about something.

"Apart from the diary and the Slytherin ring, did the Dementor see anything else?" Dumbledore asked cautiously.

William shook his head.

"The memory of Voldemort's soul is completely messy, most of it is vague, otherwise it is murder.

It only saw the diary and Slytherin's ring."

"Probably because Voldemort split the soul too many times." Dumbledore sighed, "but it's already very good, William, you and Hermione are already very good.

At least, we know the whereabouts of another Horcrux."

Dumbledore stood up and paced slowly in the office.

"Are you free this weekend? William, I think we are going to visit Gunter House."

William thought carefully and said, "I'm afraid it won't work on Saturday morning. There will be a Quidditch match against Slytherin."

"Oh, of course! We can go after lunch, the game is also very important." Dumbledore said gently.

"I usually don't want to miss any "Community Cup" ten-pin bowling game."

"Community Cup?"

"Sunset Red Senior Mansion, there is a group of old wizards who are getting older," Dumbledore said.

"Saturday's game, are you confident?"

"You should ask Professor Snape for this sentence.

After I joined the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, I have always maintained... a complete win against them!

I think this will be an amazing record."

"I will pass your words to Professor Snape." Dumbledore laughed softly.

"Professor, you are not kind, because Gryffindor's academy score is the lowest. There is no need to pull us into the water?" William said helplessly.139 reading network www.139ds.com

"What, is Gryffindor already at the bottom?" Dumbledore pretended to be surprised.

"In my time, this is simply unimaginable."

Before the two had finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

William quickly crowned the crown and was included in the safety list.

"Come in," Dumbledore said.

Professor Snape opened the door and walked in with a gloomy face.

He caught a glimpse of William suddenly, frowning in surprise.Why is Stark here every time he comes!

Deliberately?

Professor Snape glanced at William and said sourly:

"Ah, it's not a coincidence that I came! If I had known him to come, I would not come."

"..." Is Severus Dayu Snape you?

"Or should I go first? Mr. Shidajie and Miss Know-it-all were absent last night, maybe they were busy saving the world, right?" Professor Snape said in a strange way.

"Are you going to report work now?"

"Did you find all this?" William smiled. "This is a secret of the Ministry of Magic and cannot be passed on. Minister Fudge just ordered it."

Snape snorted coldly, and did not continue to argue.

William felt that if Snape became a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, his way of death would be simple:

Weird yin and yang can cause bronchitis, cause breathing problems, and eventually suffocate to death.

"Severus, what happened?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"My office was stolen, and someone sneaked in!"

"Did you lose something?"

The blood vessels throbbed horribly on Snape's shiny temples, and he said angrily:

"The potion ingredients in my private storage room are missing... There is no doubt that someone wants to make illegal potions..."

William had to admire the boldness of the thief.

Time is also very good.Since last night, Professor Snape has been patrolling outside, and there is no time to estimate his office.

It's really a good opportunity to start.

"Is it Pippi?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's not him!" Snape squinted. "I sealed my office with a spell. Only wizards can break in!"

Snape glanced at William.

"You don't doubt me? Although I was not in the auditorium last night." William said silently.

"Maybe."

Although Snape said so, he excluded William for the first time.

With his back leaning against the Forbidden Forest, there are horsemen, eight-eyed giant spiders and Hagrid to help collect.

Now it is a raw material supplier, and there is no shortage of magic materials.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Stark and Miss Know-how may seek excitement.

"Maybe Weasley did it." Snape gritted his teeth.

"He wrote reviews in my office during the dinner yesterday! There is absolutely this opportunity."

William and Dumbledore looked at each other.

"Of course, it could also be Black! Or a professor who was too poor to eat helped him steal it!"

"Too poor to eat"... Such a qualifier undoubtedly refers to Professor Lupin.

Professor Trelawney is also very poor, but she is too poor for the second half of a month and can't afford to drink Sherry.

"You remember our conversation, principal, it's on the office stairs—oh—when the semester started?" Snape said.

"Remember, Severus," Dumbledore said, a similar warning in his voice.

"It seems—nearly impossible—Blake can't enter this school without internal help, and the ingredients for my potion... all these are signs of danger..."

"I don't believe anyone in this castle will help Black come in. I don't think anyone will steal your things." Dumbledore said.

His tone made it clear that this matter will stop here.

Snape's earthy gray face turned into an ugly brick red, and the blood vessel in his temple jumped happily.

William moved back slightly, fearing that his blood vessels would burst and splash him with bat blood.

Snape gave Dumbledore a bitter look, then turned and left, slamming the door severely.

He learned the lesson this time, instead of getting caught, he directly shattered the carved glass on the door.

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