Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore looked at the note in his hand with a heavy expression.

"What? Did you receive any important information again? Let me guess...the Ministry of Magic found out that you released me? So now they are tracing it?"

Grindelwald crossed his arms.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"Are you planning to execute me directly this time? Or will I be held in another place? I guess it's the former? Those old guys at the Ministry of Magic have been waiting for me to die all day long.

Dumbledore's expression remained unperturbed.

He casually put the note into his sleeve.

He spoke in an extremely calm voice.

"I have told them at the Ministry of Magic that they will take you to Hogwarts and I will take care of you personally, and they agreed. This time the letter is not from the Ministry of Magic, but from Hogwarts."

!-"

Grindelwald's tense nerves immediately relaxed after hearing this.

He thought he was holding back Dumbledore's temper.

You have to hand yourself back to the Ministry of Magic.

I didn't expect Dumbledore to make such a decision.

Imprisoned at Hogwarts?

Isn't this just like a sheep among wolves?

It's a good thing that the British Ministry of Magic didn't know.

Otherwise, I will definitely have to come to the door and question him.

After all, no one wants their next generation to become dark wizards.

A dark wizard with extreme ideas that everyone calls for beating!

But then he became confused again.

Not from the Ministry of Magic.

But from Hogwarts?

Aren't they at Hogwarts?

What's going on here that they can't sense?

And it can make Dumbledore so solemn.

I'm afraid this trouble will be quite big.

"There is a big trouble in Hogwarts, big enough to make the wizarding world tremble. It seems that you have to accompany me. You know, I can't trust you to stay here alone."

Dumbledore didn't wait for Grindelwald to ask.

He took the initiative to stand up.

Give him a few explanations.

After all, Grindelwald is going with him.

He will know everything by then.

So there is no need to hide it.

"Can I say no?"

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow.

He stood up slightly helplessly.

Although being locked up in Hogwarts is better than being locked up in Nurmengard.

But this feeling of being trapped.

It still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Let him have a more.

It seems that I am a follower of Dumbledore.

"I don't think you can, and I'm afraid I need your help for this matter. Oh, you should be able to help, right? Hogwarts will be your home from now on."

Dumbledore fooled Grindelwald without changing his expression.

He knew Grindelwald well.

Even if we haven’t gotten along with each other for so many years.

But in just a few days.

He figured out Grindelwald's temper again.

He also found out his weaknesses.

"Well...I'll help if you ask me.

Grindelwald chuckled.

There was some playfulness in the words.

"Let's talk about this topic later, otherwise I'm afraid we will have to collect Crow's body later. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse, so he still looks down on that person."

Dumbledore hurried ahead.

Why not use magic?

It can be used but is not necessary.

Waves of magic will draw that person's attention.

That's when he realized something was wrong.

Just jump over the wall.

That would be big trouble!

"Collecting Crow's body? What is going on? Is he in danger? Isn't this Hogwarts? The safest place in the entire wizarding world, how could he be in danger?"

Grindelwald hurries after Dumbledore.

Dumbledore questioned with a frown.

Judging from Crow's strength in the Forbidden Forest.

His strength cannot be underestimated.

Plus this is Hogwarts.

What could put his life in danger?

【A strong feeling of doubt is detected!】

[Get reward: gold treasure chest! 】

【Detected rich...】

Crow didn't pay attention to the system prompts.

Instead, he folded his arms and looked quietly at the thick fog in front of him.

That's right.

This thick fog is the Boggart!

Nearly ten minutes have passed since he came out.

But it still looked like a dense fog.

Although it got twisted a few times in the middle.

But none of them transformed.

It's like... Crow has nothing to fear.

In other words, you can’t see through his heart at all!

"Professor Quirrell, it seems that it is a pity that I have nothing to fear. Or is this Boggart broken? Do you want to try another two?"

Crow tilted his head and looked at Professor Quirrell.

He just finished speaking.

The whole classroom suddenly erupted into bursts of exclamations.

The little snakes and eagles have been looking forward to it for a long time.

I have to admit it.

Crow seems truly fearless.

Not even a Boggart could transform into what he feared.

This is enough to explain.

He has nothing to fear!

"The Boggart... won't break, and it won't reflect... the things you fear. It should be that he can't see... through your heart!"

Professor Quirrell stammered to explain.

Everyone has something to fear.

Even if I usually feel like I have no fear.

But deep down in my heart it’s not easy to notice.

There is still something to be afraid of.

Boggarts cannot transform.

That can only explain.

He couldn't see into Crow's heart.

Crow should have practiced Occlumency or some other magic spell.

This phenomenon will occur.

As for convincing him that Crow has no fear?

Then he would rather believe that Crow is not human.

Then maybe he really has no fear.

"Professor Quirrell, I have a small question. The way to kill a Boggart is to surround him with a group of people, so that he becomes someone's fearful thing, and then disappears on his own."

But I don't really believe it, and I just learned a very powerful magic recently, so I want to give it a try. I wonder what Professor Quirrell thinks?"

Crow looked unconvinced.

While talking, he looked at Boggart from time to time.

Pretend that you won't give up until you kill him.

"Try...just try."

Professor Quirrell nodded with a smile on his face.

Boggarts are extremely special.

You said he was a magical creature.

But he was a fog.

No one has ever seen what he looks like.

This is precisely because the body is a fog.

So he is immune to almost all attacks.

Even if it is magic that directly attacks the soul.

None can hurt him.

The spell will be transferred directly to him as soon as it touches him.

So the power cannot be triggered at all.

This also makes the Boggart unable to be killed by magic.

He can only have people surround him.

In the end it was too much for him to handle.

Disappear by itself.

And Crow wants to cast powerful magic.

He can't know.

How strong is Crow?

This is no different than having your information delivered to your door!

Quirrell scoffed to himself.

But he didn't see Crow already waving his hand.

Signaling the little snake and eagle behind him to step back.

The little snakes and eagles also backed away obediently.

joke.

Those who were disobedient are now obedient!

The center of the classroom in the blink of an eye.

Only Professors Crow and Quirrell remained.

"Professor Quirrell is optimistic that my magic is so powerful that I can definitely kill the Boggart directly!"

Crow raised the Elder Wand and pointed it at the Boggart.

The tone of his speech was extremely confident.

It was as if he believed that the Boggart could not withstand this magic trick.

Quirrell frowned.

He looked at the Elder Wand in Crow's hand with some confusion.

That wand...why does it look familiar?

But for a while he couldn't tell where he had seen it.

While he was deep in thought.

"Fire Shield!!"

Crow shouted loudly.

The childish but loud voice spread throughout the classroom.

A blue ring of fire instantly surrounded Crow and Quirrell.

The flying dragons condensed by the flames kept flying out of the flames.

The students watching the battle in the corner were amazed.

"Blue flames! Fire shield? What kind of spell is this? It's so cool!"

"Merlin's beard, what did I see? A flying dragon? A fat blue dragon! There's more than one!"

"What is Crow going to do? How can he release such a large-scale magic in the classroom? What a crazy... devil!"

"Shh~ I think you are the crazy one! Do you really want the academy to deduct points? If we fail to win the Academy Cup, it will be all your fault!"

The loud noise woke Quirrell from his reverie.

Feel the hot temperature around you.

The undisguised hostility of the flame dragon in the sky.

His expression suddenly became embarrassed.

The hand holding the wand couldn't stop shaking.

Bloodshot eyes stared hard at Crow.

"Are you the one who releases...the magic...in the Forbidden Forest? You...have known me...my identity for a long time?"

Crow played with his wand.

He tilted his head and looked at Quirrell playfully.

"Why don't you just let your master speak? I don't think you speak slowly, I just want to hear the noseless man speak. Besides, I also brought him a gift."

"Oh~ you may not know that I am a very warm and hospitable person. When I meet noseless... Voldemort for the first time, of course I have to bring some gifts, otherwise I will appear stingy."

Quirrell, who had only a gloomy look on his face, suddenly turned pale.

Douda's cold sweat continued to break down.

"Master...Master, I didn't...I didn't sue....

{Shut up, you idiot! Who wants to hear an explanation at this time? If you don’t hurry up, kill him!!}

Voldemort's angry roar echoed throughout the classroom.

The harsh and hoarse voice made everyone who didn't understand tremble.

The expressions of the little snakes also changed back and forth.

The eaglets may all be half-blood or Muggle-born.

Never heard of Voldemort.

All I know is that there is a second generation Dark Lord.

But his name will not be recorded in the book.

Just call him that person!

But most of them are from pure-blood families.

The elders in the family all followed Voldemort to a greater or lesser extent.

So they naturally knew Voldemort's identity.

But they still can't believe it.

Isn't Voldemort dead?

What's going on with Voldemort now?

And Professor Quirrell and Crow.

What happened to them?

Although countless questions came to mind.

But they could still clearly hear Voldemort's roar just now.

He told Quirrell to kill Crow!

This incidates that....

What Crow said is true!

Voldemort is really resurrected!

Think of this.

The little snakes looked pale.

The body was shivering.

…………Seeking freshness

His eyes were full of despair and fear.

The little eagles looked confused at this scene.

They looked at each other without knowing why.

But there is no answer.

【A strong murderous intention is detected!】

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【Detected rich....】

"I think we arrived just in time, Severus. We didn't arrive too late, did we?"

Holding the wand tightly.

Snape, who was ready to enter the classroom at any moment, heard this.

Turning his head expressionlessly.

"This is not the time to joke, that person...is really back, I feel his breath. Crow may not be that person's opponent, I...

"Oh~ don't worry so much, that kid won't do anything he's not sure about. After all, he's Crow, isn't he?"

Snape hadn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by Dumbledore waving his hand.

Just from his frown.

and a somewhat solemn expression.

It all shows that he is not really without worries in his heart.

On the contrary, Grindelwald looked amused.

"After so many years, how come you have learned to hide it? Just say you are worried if you are worried, why bother pretending like this?"

"You are still too unsure of him. We have all seen his strength, haven't you? I think the guy inside is no match for him. Well, it won't take long for him to be burned to ashes!"

Grindelwald looked through the window.

Watching Crow and Quirrell in the ring of fire.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The tone is very confident.

No one understands the power of fire shield better than him!

Well...even if it does.

Definitely not Dumbledore and Snape.

Because they both don't know how.

It's okay to use fire shield to protect yourself.

Naturally, they don’t know the power within it.

And Crow's fire shield.

But even he feels a little ashamed of himself!

Dumbledore nodded apologetically to Snape.

Telling him not to pay attention to Grindelwald.

“We’d better hurry in….

"Wait, wait! We have to believe in Crow, we have to believe in him."

Snape hadn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by Dumbledore waving his hand.

Going in at this time is not a good idea.

No one can say whether Voldemort had any back-up tactics.

What will be his next move?

Will it cause harm to students?

Once he jumps over the wall in a hurry.

Before dying, he went crazy and started killing.

That would be big trouble!

So the best way is nothing else.

Just trust Crow.

Waiting for his fight with Voldemort.

Look for opportunities to rush in.

This is also the plan written on the note.

The person who passed the note was no one else.

It’s Crow!

【A strong feeling of worry is detected!】

[Get reward: Diamond Treasure Box! 】

【Detected rich...】

coming!

Hear the system beep.

Crow's tense nerves relaxed a little.

Even though he looked relaxed before.

But the opponent has no nose after all.

God knows if he can survive.

Not to mention there are other students.

Of course he is no saint.

Even the students here are dead.

He might just feel a little pity.

But one thing is very important!

He caused this incident.

He was the one who came here to take action against Voldemort.

Forced, he jumped over the wall.

Once there are casualties at that time.

Then his responsibility will definitely not escape.

At that time, he will truly become a public enemy of the wizarding world.

Everyone is shouting about the existence of Dafa.

The kind that even Dumbledore can't protect!

But it's fine now.

The system prompts represent.

Dumbledore and the others have arrived.

What?

Why do you trust Dumbledore and the others so much?

joke!

He didn't trust Dumbledore...who?

Of course there is one more thing.

Dumbledore and the others are coming.

Any further casualties will be their responsibility.

My own troubles are minimal.

All they do is...take the blame!

Crow gathered his thoughts.

Turning the pen with the Elder Wand.

He tilted his head and looked at Quirrell playfully.

"Professor Quirrell, why haven't you taken action yet? Your master has asked you to kill me quickly, why haven't you taken action yet? No wonder No Nose is calling you a waste. Now it seems that this is really not scolding you, but telling the truth." ."

"If you don't dare to take action, I suggest you just release your master. After all, you have been exposed, why is there a bird's nest on your head? Aren't you afraid of suffocating your master to death?

Quirrell looked at Crow expressionlessly.

He raised his hand and took off the cloth band wrapped around his head.

Things have come to this.

He already knew his end.

Entering Azkaban is a luxury.

Death is already an established fact!

{Little kid, you are very good, very good! If you go against me again and again, will I really not kill you? Or do you all think I am dead? Then I will use your death to announce that the Dark Lord of the wizarding world is back. !!}

Voldemort roared.

【A strong murderous intention is detected!】

[Get reward: Diamond Treasure Box! 】

[Detected...loss].