Harry Potter's Dharma

Unlike the assassin, this man in black was simply wearing a black trench coat.

He wasn't wearing a night suit.

And this person wasn't masked, nor did he look unfamiliar, but Zheng Fan felt that he looked familiar.

As if she had seen him somewhere before.

But Zheng Fan just couldn't remember where she had seen this person before.

Zheng Fan couldn't remember, but it didn't mean that Hermione couldn't remember.

Soon, Hermione realized where she had seen this person before.

She had seen this person in the newspaper, and he was a famous black magic professor who often published his works in academic journals.

His name was Nar Jackson.

Zheng Fan generally didn't read these journals, but Hermione did!

So when she saw this person, she immediately recognized him.

And the reason why Zheng Fan felt that he looked familiar was because Hermione had always liked the papers written by this person, so she told Zheng Fan about it.

That was why Zheng Fan felt that he was very familiar.

But at that time, when Hermione saw him, she couldn't simply use "familiar" to explain the situation. Hermione's first reaction was shock.

That's right, shock.

She thought that anyone would come into this room and do some shameless robbing, but she didn't think that it would be a black magic professor.

After all, he shouldn't be out of the UK.

He had always been a black magic defense teacher in another magic school, but no one knew which school he was in.

Because he was too famous, Hermione didn't think that he would be a Death Eater.

It was like suddenly discovering that Professor Dumbledore or Dean McGonagall was a Death Eater.

Nar looked at Hermione and seemed to realize that she actually knew him. He smiled and stretched out his hand with a harmless look on his face.

"I finally found you. The Ministry of Magic isn't safe. Quickly leave with me."

"You can trust me. I was a black magic defense teacher in Holvos four years ago. I know these dark magic, so I can protect you from harm.

Now that the Ministry of Magic has been invaded by Death Eaters, you may not survive until tomorrow's trial.

Although the other party had explained the situation clearly, Hermione could more or less guess that the Ministry of Magic wasn't as peaceful as he thought.

However, Hermione wasn't an idiot. She could tell that there was something wrong with the person in front of her.

It was the same even for Nale Jackson, the black magic researcher whom he admired the most.

Hermione did not believe this person. After all, he was someone who had been studying black magic. So what if he was someone he admired? Who knew if he had been "assimilated" by black magic while he was studying it?

"Back off a little."

That was what Hermione had told the black magic professor.

"I won't believe you, and I won't give Peter Pettigrew to you. Zheng Fan gave him to me. Even if you're right, I'll have to wait for Zheng Fan to come back before I can make a decision.

Hermione said this because he wanted to see how the other party was doing.

If the other party was willing to wait for a while, perhaps Hermione would believe him.

However, the other party did not wait for long.

If Hermione had been waiting for someone else, such as Professor Dumbledore, Gnar might have waited a little longer.

But Zheng Fan?

Impossible.

Zheng Fan was well-known among the Death Eaters.

Especially since they had studied Zheng Fan's character. After all, they had to understand their enemy. Therefore, they knew that Zheng Fan wasn't the kind of person who would reason with others.

He would only rely on his own reasoning, and he had the ability to rely on his reasoning.

Therefore, Zheng Fan would do what he wanted to do. When he intervened, there was probably nothing that he couldn't do.

After the assassin and Annie's incident, he was more aware of this fact than ever.

Seeing that there was no way to persuade Hermione, Gnar was left with only one method, and that was to snatch the item in Hermione's hand.

It was the box that Peter Pettigrew was in.

"In your dreams."

Of course, Hermione wouldn't let him have his way so easily.

With a slight turn of her body, she dodged her opponent's attack and lured her opponent to the gemstone set up by Zheng Fan.

She needed to stall for time.

Wait for Zheng Fan to come back.

Of course, Hermione's ability to stall for time needed to be strengthened. After all, Gnar was a very famous black magic professor. He quickly discovered the gem under his feet and didn't step on it.

Zheng Fan knocked on the door about ten minutes later.

Hermione and Professor Gnar had entered a very strange stalemate. Hermione grabbed the box with one hand and pointed her wand at Professor Gnar with the other.

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Professor Gnar also pointed his wand at Hermione.

But compared to Hermione, he didn't have any rats to protect.

This made him more flexible than Hermione, and at the same time, he was also more able to use other things.

Black magic was always one of the most terrifying and evil things in the entire magic world. Just mentioning it would make one's hair stand on end.

Hermione was in such a situation at the moment.

During the black magic defense class, she learned a lot about dark creatures and black magic defense methods.

But practice?

Hermione wasn't confident.

Hermione felt that it would be better for her to use the gem that she had just put away.

She threw the gem at Gnar, causing an explosion.

It was the sound of the explosion that Zheng Fan heard. However, the soundproofing of this room was obviously better than Slytherin's, so Zheng Fan could only hear a little and not everything.

When Zheng Fan knocked on the door, Hermione happened to be at the window.

She wanted to open the door and let Zheng Fan in.

But she didn't.

To be precise, she couldn't do that.