Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore and the four deans were still discussing countermeasures.

"Fudge doesn't believe it, but we know it." Mag was still full of worry, "We must prepare in advance."

"But we have to listen to what the Ministry of Magic says." Flitwick spread his hands, "At least we can't take the initiative to tell the children that Voldemort is about to return."

Dumbledore nodded: "Filius, Severus, you two can continue to have dueling lessons, but in addition to dueling, you need to teach more self-defense skills."

"Pomona, please prepare some more potions with Madam Pomfrey. In addition, some magical plants for prevention can be planted around the school. If he really returns, the werewolves in the Forbidden Forest may not be able to live in peace either.

…”

Sprout smiled and said, "Leave it to me."

"Instead of teaching in the dueling class, it is better to teach in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in advance. Albus, after Quirrell leaves, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class cannot continue without a teacher..." Snape, who had been silent all this time, suddenly found a way to make mistakes next to him.

He said quietly, "There are still a few months until summer vacation!"

"This is indeed a problem." Dumbledore seemed to have a headache. His eyes passed over several professors, "Filius, are you willing to take more responsibility?"

Snape's mouth twitched.

But the little professor Flitwick smiled and said: "Okay, Albus, you know that Severus has always wanted to try the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, and now you have no reason to refuse him, so why bother joking..."

"I didn't!" Snape snorted, "It's just——"

The words stopped abruptly.

Under the gaze of several professors, his expression, which had always been cold and unchanged, suddenly changed. While his brows were furrowed, his right hand firmly pressed his left arm.

"What's wrong? Severus?" McGonagall asked.

Other professors also looked puzzled.

Only Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something. Just when he was about to ask a question, he saw Snape looking at him firmly: "Don't, don't let anyone..."

Snapped!

He shook his robe violently and ran quickly out the door.

Mag also followed: "Severus..."

As Vice Principal.

Mag is still very responsible.

But as soon as she took a few steps, she was stopped by Dumbledore: "Minerva, that's it for today. Please don't make any announcement about today's content. Don't worry, Severus will be fine. I'll go over there."

Take a look..."

Snape didn't get far.

He stumbled to his office.

Dumbledore also followed in: "Severus, what's going on?"

"He showed up."

Severus turned pale and lifted the robe of his left arm, revealing the burnt black pattern on the inside of his left arm. This pattern was extremely hot, burning the skin around him red. At the same time, it was constantly burning

It squirms, vaguely like a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth.

"Albus, do something, I feel the Dark Mark is about to appear." Severus rummaged for potions, preparing to simply treat the burns on his body.

And Dumbledore heard this.

He immediately took out his wand and walked out.

after awhile.

He comes back in.

The skull on Snape's arm has also been completely formed, and a large piece of black-green mist is spitting out from the snake head in his mouth, rising into the sky.

When he was about to fly through the house and fly outside.

It is blocked by a layer of light mask.

finally.

The black mist can only form a giant skull with snakes spitting out of its mouth inside the house...

…

Selwyn Manor.

Cook Selwyn handed a report to his gray-haired father slightly angrily.

By the way, he turned to his son and wife and said:

"Hmph! That Flint obviously doesn't want to get involved with us. He accepted the business request, but refused to join us in the operation."

"Then will they deal with Shelby?" the old man asked.

"Yes." Cook sneered, "But that stupid troll said to use their own way, haha... It's very simple, even the troll knows our past identities..."

"After the master disappeared, some idiots thought they were in charge and dared to disrespect us."

"I think that when the master was still there, the Flint family couldn't even get a servant's ticket, but now they dare to..."

"It would be great if the master is still here."

"well."

"Yes, the master is away, and even the Ministry of Magic has tightened surveillance on us, those bastards! We give them so many donations every year, but it is of no use at all..."

"That old toad Fudge..."

"Uh-" The old man cursed, and suddenly his body shook.

"What's wrong, father?" Cook hurried over.

But haven’t checked it yet.

His left arm suddenly became hot, and he screamed unbearably. The next moment, like the old man, he took off his clothes and exposed his left arm...

A skull with a snake in its mouth appears.

As if alive.

Thick mist like ink is spitting out...

"It's the master!"

Old Selwyn screamed: "Hahaha, it's the master, he's back..."

Wow!

Wow!

Two huge Dark Marks appeared in the sky above Selwyn Manor.

But it's not just Selwyn.

at the same time.

Carlo family...

The Knott family…

The Gower family...

The Crabbe family...

The Wilkes family…

The Yaxley family…

…

Even over Malfoy Manor.

Two huge Dark Marks also appeared at the same time, which made Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy look at each other.

"He, he's back?" Lucius looked very ugly.

Narcissa was also trembling slightly, but in the end, she suppressed her fear and hugged her husband: "Don't worry, Lucius, we, we didn't do anything to regret him, and this is not a sign to summon us, go and seal off the area around the manor.

,Don’t let anyone see…”

"I know."

Lucius pulled out the wand from the civilized stick, and he apparated and disappeared.

…

Azkaban Castle.

More than a hundred rotting creatures wearing cloaks were floating around. From time to time, they would fall into a certain room, causing the room to scream in despair.

This makes them feel satisfied.

It also made the wizard guarding him frown.

"Asshole, if I can, I would rather go to the centaur's office than stay here any longer. Well, I won't stay here no matter how much I pay!" The guard wizard looked embarrassed as he listened to the screams in the prison from time to time.

Although subject to restrictions.

These magical creatures called dementors don't absorb its happiness.

But the surroundings were full of despair and screams.

The guard doesn't think he can be happy either.

In fact.

Azkaban has reduced its guards as much as possible and rotated them - but even so, many wizards still retired because they could no longer bear it.

This guard in front of me.

It's obviously almost on the verge of collapse.

However--

Just when he thought he was going to continue to endure the torture of screams, a loud and crazy female voice laughed from the prison, piercing the abyss of despair:

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahaha……"

"He is back, he is back, my great master..."

This laugh was like a trigger.

next moment.

Seven or eight more laughter of various colors came out, mixed with words such as "Master", "Save", "We will be free", etc., which startled the dementors outside.

They rushed over in a hurry, trying to swallow up the happiness.

But not close yet.

I saw ten black demonic energies rising into the sky, forming ten huge skulls with tongues hanging out over the not-so-big island...

…

Ministry of Magic.

Fudge was talking to Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office, and Amelia Bones, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Compared to the former.

Scrimgeour is more righteous and serious.

And Bones was the backbone of the resistance against Voldemort - in the early days of Voldemort's rise, the Bones family was a large family, but later, more than half of the family was killed because of their resistance to Voldemort, including Amelia Bones.

She will also die at the hands of Voldemort in the future - it is worth mentioning that Amelia has a niece named Susan Bones, who is now in the same class as Ringo in Hufflepuff.

A man and a woman were persuading Fudge: "Minister, there is something fishy about this case, and it cannot be settled so simply."

"What's the problem?" Fudge frowned, "Don't tell me it's that person."

Bones looked at the minister unwillingly: "But obviously, apart from him, I really can't find another dark wizard to correspond with him. Minister Fudge, don't you doubt that the Bones family has a strong interest in the mysterious man?"

Do you understand?"

"How is that possible? I very much agree with the efforts of the Bones family." Fudge said in agreement, but his tone was still angry, "But you shouldn't be too neurotic. Not just any dark wizard claiming to be You-Know-Who is You-Know-Who.

!”

"But it's very similar to..."

"It's very similar, but it's not!" Fudge raised his voice, "I tell you, the mysterious man is dead, and he will never appear again -"

The words have not yet been spoken.

An Auror came over in a hurry: "No, minister, director, director...Azkaban, Azkaban..."

"What's wrong?" Scrimgeour grabbed his men.

"The Dark Mark appears in Azkaban!"

"Nonsense!" Fudge was furious, "What's wrong with each of you? Scrimgeour, you want to use this trick to make me change my story? I tell you, it's impossible -"

Once again, the words were left unfinished.

There was a burst of noise not far away.

next moment.

Four or five lines of black mist emerged from different departments of the Ministry of Magic. Under the watchful eyes of a group of Ministry of Magic officials, they rose into the sky, penetrated the ground of London, and formed several skulls in the sky.

These skulls are extremely huge.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

As the Muggles on the ground and many Ministry of Magic staff were stunned, the giant snake in its mouth made a hoarse, low sound, as if the snake was speaking.

And in the cry.

The changes in the black mist in front of the snake's head combined into an inexplicable sentence: "I will return!"

——

i-will-be-back!