Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Harry stood up, and with a tap of his wand, his outer garments changed into school robes.

With another flick, the ropes that bound Lupine slid back into the trunk.

"How about seeing you in Dumbledore's office tonight?" Harry invited him.

Lupine shook his head: "Dumbledore will catch Black."

Harry raised his wand.

"Black doesn't have that brain." Lupine continued to shake his head firmly, "he doesn't have a brain that can hide and be an undercover agent."

"I believe in him."

Ron suppressed a laugh.

Hermione also looked strange.

"Then, see you in your office tonight?" Harry hesitated for a moment, held the badge vibrating like a motor, took a deep breath, and extended the invitation again.

Lupine nodded: "I'll wait for you."

He hesitated, then tossed his wand out of his robes and tossed it at Harry.

Harry was taken aback for a moment, almost missing it with his reaction.

"Harry, although I know I'm not qualified to say that." Lupine hesitated, opening his mouth with some difficulty, "I haven't seen you in these years."

"But trust me, I won't have any thoughts of hurting you unless..."

He didn't say "unless".

But he trusted Harry to understand that it was out of his control.

Harry put away his wand: "Thank you very much for your trust in me, but I still can't fully trust you."

"See you tonight."

They got out of the train and got into the carriage. It was raining heavily, but the Thestral pulled the carriage very steadily. It is a kind of Pegasus, and now it was flying at a very low, very slow speed.

"Harry, what exactly is Professor Lupine?" Hermione frowned. "Is he dangerous?"

"He doesn't want to say it himself." Harry shook his head, "It's hard for me to speak for him."

Hermione wanted to say something else.

Harry interrupted her: "But he should be reliable."

"Dumbledore knew what he was, and my parents knew what he was, and they were classmates with him for seven years and became best friends."

"If he's unreliable."

"Don't worry, I will convince Dumbledore to let him work as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Ron clicked his tongue: "Then I really hope he is not reliable at all."

The carriage quickly drove to the gate.

Harry's face darkened.

Next to the Flying Pig stone pillar, there were two dementors parked. They greedily looked at each carriage, ready to move, and floated back and forth.

"The Ministry of Magic is really stupid!" Hermione gritted her teeth. "It seems that only a guy with an empty head can sit in that position."

"After two years of restlessness, isn't it natural for Hogwarts to become Azkaban?" Harry spread his hands and sneered.

Enter the auditorium.

The coolness brought by the dementors was dissipated by the warmth, and the students who hadn't seen each other throughout the summer were chatting.

Many people wear palm-length Gryffindor pendants.

even…

Some Slytherins can see it.

As in the usual sorting process, when the last person was sorted, the Sorting Hat couldn't wait to shout: "Harry, come and pick me up."

Harry drew the Snakebone Sword as he walked.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" The Sorting Hat panicked.

Harry picked it up and inserted the sword into it: "It's just a sword."

"It's much longer than Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat twisted, "I feel like it's against my stomach."

"You have a hat and a stomach?" Harry flicked it.

"A metaphor, it's just a metaphor. I told you when I was in the first grade." The Sorting Hat said confidently, "By the way, why did you get another sword? Don't you have the confidence to pass the Gryffindor test?"

"I need two swords." Harry was also very confident, "Some occasions, the Gryffindor sword is not suitable."

Crookshanks leaned over curiously, tugging at the Sorting Hat.

It's the first time I've seen a talking hat.

"Oh, no, how come there are cats here?" The Sorting Hat's voice trembled, a little trembling.

"My pet, are you afraid of cats?" Hermione didn't stop Crookshanks.

The Sorting Hat pointed its hat: "There was once a headmaster whose pet was a cat. You know that a cat is always very curious..."

It says so much.

Crookshanks flicked his paw and swiped across the hat.

With magical protection, it is naturally impossible to scratch it. The ginger-yellow flat-faced kitten immediately liked the feel of the hand, and both paws came together, crunching and scratching.

"I knew it, I knew it." The Sorting Hat's voice was a little helpless, "Harry, do me a favor and take it away, please?"

Crookshanks let out a snarl.

"Maolizi, it has the blood of a catlizi!" The Sorting Hat shouted even louder, "Oh, no, that kind of creature!"

In the teacher's seat.

Dumbledore got up with a serious expression: "My dear students, I am very glad to see that we are here again after a summer vacation."

"But this school year is different."

Ron muttered, "Can it still be as different as the first two school years?"

He didn't believe there would be anything bigger than "Voldemort".

"There are a few things I want to say, one of which is very important and I hope you will keep it in your mind."

Dumbledore cleared his throat, emphasizing his tone.

"You have also seen that our school has welcomed a few dementors from Azkaban. They are sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties. I think you all know it, because they searched the Hogwarts Express. Although a little unpleasant."

Fred exclaimed, "No, that silver lion entertained us."

The lion cubs laughed along.

They all knew whose lion it belonged to, if they hadn't seen it or heard the rumors - it was Harry Potter's Patronus.

A smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, and he waved his hand again: "Of course, I also like that patron saint very much."

"But for young wizards who don't have the Patronus Charm, dementors are dangerous."

"I must make it clear that they are stationed at every entrance of the school, every single one, including those hidden and unknown secret passages that some students think."

"When they are still there, they are not allowed to leave without permission. They are very sensitive, and no spells, potions, or props can deceive them."

"I hope that every prefect, as well as the newly-elected male and female student council presidents, can protect the students of their own colleges."

Percy puffed out his chest proudly, showing off the shiny badge on it.

"Let's talk about some light topics again." Dumbledore raised his wand, and a gentle magic power fell on every little wizard.

Let their bodies feel warm, and their emotions can't help but become cheerful.

"First introduce the two new professors."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, Professor Lupine!"

After being struck by the Stunning Spell, Lupine stood up with an even more haggard face, only to be greeted with sparse applause—that belonged to the first-year wizards.

Every mature Hogwarts student no longer believes that there is any qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.