Harry Potter's Dharma

Snape was a little surprised when he heard Principal Dumbledo's words.

He still thought that Zheng Fan was one of Zheng Fan's victims. Who would have thought that Principal Dumbledo would bring him to Azkaban?

Could it be that he was wrong?

No, Snape didn't believe it. He only believed that he might have made a mistake this time, but his view of Zheng Fan would never be wrong.

Zheng Fan looked at Principal Dumbledo. When Principal Dumbledo asked him to take his things, Zheng Fan quickly went to check on Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts.

Peter Pettigrew was still in his box, which made him feel a little relieved.

Zheng Fan brought Peter Pettigrew with him and walked behind Principal Dumbledo.

It wasn't too late yet. Principal Dumbledore probably felt that it was better to leave early if they stayed in school for too long.

"You're bringing your little pet to Azkaban?"

Although Professor Snape knew what Zheng Fan's "little pet" was, the others didn't.

The narrow-minded Professor Snape naturally used this opportunity to mock Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan rolled his eyes at Snape. Professor Snape had probably been beaten by him recently, so after losing to Zheng Fan this time, he could only retort like a child.

Zheng Fan shrugged and couldn't be bothered with Professor Snape. He just followed behind Principal Dumbledo.

The assassin looked at the box in Zheng Fan's hand. He probably still remembered his mission.

He was probably thinking about how to get his hands on it.

Unfortunately, this person was up against Headmaster Dumbledore.

If it was someone else who could break the binding spell, Zheng Fan would have believed it. However, Zheng Fan still couldn't believe that Principal Dumbledo's binding spell could be broken.

Not to mention, the two of them were keeping an eye on him.

"Do you want me to call Hermione for you?"

Headmaster Dumbledo asked as they were walking.

The agreement between Zheng Fan and Hermione had somehow been discovered by the old fox, Dumbledore.

Zheng Fan shook his head.

If he had followed the normal procedure and plan, Hermione would have come even if he didn't tell her.

But now, he didn't follow his original plan.

Therefore, Zheng Fan didn't want to tell Hermione if he could.

Because this was still a dangerous thing. It was like exposing himself to a bunch of Death Eaters. Zheng Fan couldn't accept Hermione being in this kind of danger.

When Zheng Fan and Principal Dumbledo reached the door, Hermione suddenly shouted Zheng Fan's name and appeared in front of him.

"I say, are you going to Azkaban?"

Hearing Hermione's question, Zheng Fan didn't know what to say.

He could only nod and confirm this statement.

"Seriously, why didn't you come over to call me? Didn't we agree to go together?"

Hermione was a little unhappy.

"Hahaha, so there was an agreement. It's my fault. Something happened and I had to go out for a while. Then I ran into Zheng Fan."

At this moment, Principal Dumbledore cleverly helped Zheng Fan to smooth things over.

Hearing Principal Dumbledo's words, Hermione was a little embarrassed.

After all, Zheng Fan was his idol. Since Principal Dumbledo said so, it wasn't Zheng Fan's fault. Naturally, he couldn't blame anyone.

After all, Zheng Fan was his idol and he didn't know about this at all.

That was what Hermione thought.

Zheng Fan looked at the old fox with a gloomy expression.

Although it was normal for Principal Dumbledo to help other students, but to help him … This old fox might be planning something. Could it be that he wanted him to owe him a favor so that he could crush him in the future?!

Thinking about this, Zheng Fan didn't know what to say. He hoped that he was just overthinking.

Principal Dumbledo was still the same person from his childhood. He was a very good principal and the most popular character in his class.

So at this time, three people … … To be precise, including the assassin, there were four people. Of course, Pettigrew didn't count as a person now.

They all boarded the express carriage to Azkaban.

At this time, there were no express trains, but there were still some magic carriages to Azkaban.

Although some magic cars had become popular, Ronald had a flying car in his house before, but he had never seen one before.

But to Principal Dumbledo, a carriage was more interesting.

Hermione looked at the assassin. He probably knew what happened in Zheng Fan's room and felt a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, Hermione was more worried that Zheng Fan was injured.

"You didn't … …"

Just as Hermione was about to ask if Zheng Fan was injured, he saw a tear on Zheng Fan's sleeve. There was also a bit of blood on his arm.

"Oh, you're talking about this."

Zheng Fan noticed Hermione's gaze and laughed.

"It's okay. It doesn't seem to hurt that much. Besides, no one can hurt me."

Zheng Fan said with a smile.

After all, the assassin was very fast. Moreover, he specialized in magic, so it was reasonable that he couldn't dodge one of the attacks.

But luckily, it was him, so the assassin was caught.

If it had been any other adept, they would have been completely dumbfounded by this.

After all, the battle scenes of wizards were very grand, but there were very few movements. They mainly relied on magic to move. If someone could dodge the magic and move quickly, it was basically useless.

"By the way, Principal Dumbledo, can I ask you a question?"

At this time, Zheng Fan looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore had already taken out his wand and waved it in front of Zheng Fan's arm, healing the wound.

After all, it was just a small scratch. If Hermione didn't notice it, Zheng Fan wouldn't even remember it.