Chapter 308 Cursed Halloween

Before nightfall, third-year wizards and above returned to the castle from Hogsmeade.

Ron and Hermione brought Harry a lot of candies, while George, Fred, and Percy brought him some fun props to comfort Harry's fragile heart as much as possible.

All the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium decorated with pumpkins, enjoying a sumptuous Halloween dinner and enjoying the ghost show while talking and laughing.

From time to time, Harry looked up at Professor Lupin at the staff table, his eyes full of worry.

After struggling for a moment, he patted Aaron on the back and said, "Um...has Professor Snape been acting weird recently?"

"Why do you ask this?" Aaron frowned slightly.

"Snape brought a cup of magic potion to Professor Lupin today." Ron lowered his voice and said carefully: "And Professor Lupin even drank it."

"so?"

"So they want to ask you if Snape might have poisoned Professor Lupin?" Hermione added with a somewhat unnatural expression, "As you know, Professor Snape has always coveted the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

puff!

Aaron almost spit out the half-drunk juice.

Good guy, luckily I have been trained, otherwise I would have laughed out loud.

"You can really think about it." Aaron looked at the three of them speechlessly, "Professor Snape is a little harsh on you, but he is not that crazy!

Also, do you think Professor Lupine is brainless? Drinking a potion handed to you for no reason? "

Hearing this, Harry was embarrassed for a moment, but he felt relieved and relieved, and the faces of Hermione and Ron also became less solemn.

After the dinner, students from the four colleges left the auditorium one after another and prepared to go to bed.

But before they could return to the common room, the prefects brought Dumbledore's order: assemble in the Great Hall.

"What happened?" Aaron looked at Naylor with a puzzled look and asked.

"I don't know, let's gather first!

We prefects have to make sure you get back to the auditorium safely. "

Aaron followed Naylor with Abe in his arms, thinking that Halloween at Hogwarts must be cursed.

The year before last, Quirrell released the troll, last year the basilisk attacked, and this year something happened again, and it was probably not a trivial matter.

After all the students gathered, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium, even the windows.

"The teachers and I need to conduct a comprehensive search of the castle." Dumbledore said, "For your own safety, you can only spend the night here tonight.

The prefects guard the entrance, and the male and female student union presidents are in charge of management. If anything happens, they will report to me immediately. "

After speaking, Dumbledore waved his wand, and hundreds of sleeping bags were spread neatly on the ground.

After he left, the students started talking.

Aaron walked up to the three Harrys, "Who can tell me what happened?"

"Sirius Black has sneaked into Hogwarts." Harry said uneasily. "He also attacked the fat lady who was guarding the door of the Gryffindor common room. He must have come to find me."

"But how did he get in?

There are hundreds of dementors guarding it outside! "

"Maybe it's Phantom Teleportation." Ron guessed. "It's a magic that can teleport. You can go from one place to another in the blink of an eye."

"It's impossible. Hogwarts is protected by magic and cannot apparate." Hermione said.

"That's weird. Is there any secret passage in Hogwarts?"

"That's impossible, Aaron." Hermione shook her head, "Filch knows all the secret passages, and the entrances to those passages are also guarded by dementors."

"Stop talking, turn out the lights right now." Head Boy Percy Weasley shouted, "Now get into your sleeping bags and go to sleep."

The entire auditorium immediately fell silent, all the candles were extinguished, and only the enchanted ceiling exuded bright starlight.

Many students were whispering, and Percy and Filch kept patrolling the auditorium, scolding those talking students to sleep.

The professors searched the castle separately, but everywhere they looked they found nothing.

"He is really capable, what do you think?" Professor Snape asked as he followed Dumbledore. "He entered Hogwarts Castle single-handedly without anyone noticing."

"He is indeed capable enough."

"Have you ever thought about how he got in?"

"I've thought about it a lot, but none of it is possible."

Snape paused for a moment and continued: "You may remember that I expressed concerns when you appointed Professor Lupin before the start of the new term..."

"There is no teacher in the castle who will help Sirius Black infiltrate." Dumbledore interrupted, his tone extremely sure.

Seemingly hearing the warning, Snape did not continue the topic, "I believe the castle is safe, but I still hope to send the students back to their respective colleges.

Where's Potter, do you want to warn him? "

"Maybe, but let him sleep for now!"

...

After listening to the conversation between the two, Aaron slowly opened his eyes.

Abe also stretched his head out of the sleeping bag, but before he could take a breath, he was pushed back by a big hand.

"There is a mole, and Professor Lupine is highly suspicious." Aaron thought to himself.

He felt that Snape's suspicion was not impossible. It was impossible for a murderer to sneak into Hogwarts where dementors were guarding without anyone noticing, but it would be a different matter if someone in the castle cooperated.

Moreover, the previous two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have proven what it means to "know people, know faces, but not know hearts." Professor Lupine's current performance is remarkable, but no one knows what he is thinking.

But these have nothing to do with him. With his current strength as a magister, even if Sirius and Lupine really work together, there will be no threat to him.

It was okay if he couldn't be offended, but if he was offended, he wouldn't mind going to the Ministry of Magic to collect a reward.

Because they carefully checked the castle and confirmed that Sirius Black had left, Hogwarts restored order the next day.

However, Sirius still caused quite an impact, and in the following days he almost became the only talk of the school.

His main target, Harry Potter, was also closely protected. Professors, prefects, and student union presidents often accompanied him on the road, for fear that Sirius Black would suddenly kill him if he was careless.

...

On Friday, the sky was overcast and thunder rumbled from time to time.

This put a thick layer of gloom in the hearts of the Quidditch team, because the first game will start tomorrow, and if nothing else goes wrong, it may have to be played in a violent storm.

Draco was particularly excited and even felt that the Slytherin team was favored by Merlin.

Marcus and Cedric had just finalized the matter of changing opponents, and the weather had become so bad. Tomorrow's game had to be watched live. He wanted to know how Harry Potter was going to catch the Golden Snitch in a thunderstorm. .

When the Defense Against the Dark Arts class started, it was raining heavily outside. Snape strode in quickly, and every time he waved his wand, a window would be closed.

By the time he reached the podium, all the windows were closed, minimizing the impact of the wind and rain outside on the classroom.

"Turn the book to page 394." Professor Snape said expressionlessly.

"Excuse me, teacher, where is Professor Lupin?" Harry Potter asked bravely.

"This is not something you should worry about, right, Potter?" Professor Snape explained unhurriedly, "Your professor is currently in poor health and cannot come to teach."

Harry felt that Snape was perfunctory with him, so he lowered his head and flipped through the book helplessly.

"Werewolf?"

Aaron's cheeks twitched as he looked at the title of the last chapter.

What a mess! Professor Snape is really good at playing!

You, a Potions professor, are actually teaching students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class how to deal with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Lupine would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood if he knew, but he couldn't accuse and had no reason to accuse, because Snape could be said to be thinking about the safety of the students.

"That's right." Snape looked at Aaron deeply, "In this lesson we will learn how to deal with werewolves."

"But Professor, we just learned about Red Hat, Cabba and Grindylow." Hermione raised her hand and said, as if she suddenly appeared in the classroom without even taking out her books.

"I would say you should have learned to deal with them when you were in first grade.

In addition, Miss Granger, I need to remind you that this class is mine, and it is necessary to teach you how to identify werewolves.

Now who can tell me the difference between an animagus and a werewolf? "

Hermione raised her hands high, but Snape turned a blind eye and looked to the other side.

"Gaius, please answer."

Aaron: ...

It seems I didn’t raise my hand!

"Well... the former has the choice to turn into an animal according to his own ideas and maintain his sanity and magic.

But werewolves have no choice. They are no different from ordinary people at ordinary times, but on the night of the full moon, they will uncontrollably turn into irrational and bloodthirsty beasts.

At that time, they didn't recognize any relatives except those of the same kind. "

"Very good, five points for Slytherin.

So is there any way to keep a werewolf sane on a full moon night? "

Hermione raised her right hand again. Professor Snape glanced at him disdainfully, and then continued: "Gaius, you answer."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly and he said speechlessly: "Wolfsbane potion.

Take it one week before the full moon night, and you can stay sane even if you transform into a wolf. "

"Five more points for Slytherin."

"Who can tell me what to do when I encounter a werewolf in the wild?" Professor Snape looked at Hermione's raised right hand and turned away impatiently, "Longbottom, you answer. "

"Me?" Neville stood up with a sad face, "I should...run."

"That's all you can do," Snape mocked, "but it may be the only way for you, if you can escape."

"Miss Granger, I think you are tired of raising your hands." Snape asked meaningfully, "What should you do if your friend or close relative turns into a werewolf?"