Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

As March entered, the weather became clearer, but the cold wind was still biting, blowing the owl that delivered the message to and fro.

In the afternoon potions class, Snape "eloquently" recited an article to everyone, from the "Wizard Weekly" confiscated from Hermione, Rita Skeeter's article: Harry... Porter's Secret Heartbreak.

Rita Skeeter used an extremely damning tone to describe a bad girl who played with the feelings of two boys, suggesting that Hermione used a love potion to charm Viktor Krum and Harry Potter. Expressed sympathy for Harry who was going through yet another emotional trauma.

When Snape read the entire article slowly and in a sarcastic tone, Harry was so angry that his face was blue, Hermione's lips were pursed tightly, and her cheeks turned red. Ron stared at Snape, as if he wanted to pounce on him and slap him.

Draco laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. Crabbe and Goyle also laughed.

Brian frowned slightly and pounded the scarab. Daphne looked at Hermione in surprise, then shook her head and whispered: "I knew that Rita Skeeter's report was unreliable...well, the one published in the Daily Prophet can be trusted only half of the time. But forget it in Wizarding Weekly."

Brian nodded and watched as Snape separated the trio of Harrys, staring closely at Harry.

"Tell me, why does Professor Snape hate Potter so much?" Daphne whispered.

"That must be Professor Snape's privacy." Brian smiled, "Probably the kind of privacy that once others find out, he would be so ashamed that he would jump off the tower..."

"You seem to know everything..." Daphne glanced at Brian curiously.

"I always have some unusual sources of information." Brian said with a smile. He wouldn't say that his source was a book called "Harry Potter."

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the classroom.

"Come in," Snape said in his usual voice.

Karkaroff walked in from the door. He kept curling his goatee with his fingers, looking restless.

"We need to talk," he told Snape in a low voice, barely moving his lips.

"I'll talk to you after class, Karkaroff," Snape whispered.

"I want to talk now, while you can't run away, Severus. You've been avoiding me," Karkaroff said.

"We'll talk after class," Snape said sternly.

Karkaroff looked panicked. He did not leave the classroom, but lingered at the back of the classroom, as if he was afraid that Snape would slip away after class. Snape looked angry.

"What's going on?" Draco looked back at Karkaroff curiously.

"Maybe the dean owes him money?" Blaise raised his eyebrows, "Yes, Karkaroff is here to collect the debt."

"Is the Dean short of money? He is the Potions Master!" Draco retorted.

After class, the curious little wizards were busy packing their things, but Snape drove them away fiercely, and the group of people walked towards the door noisily.

"Look, Severus." Karkaroff lifted up the sleeve of his left arm and showed Snape what was on his arm. "Do you see it? It's never been so obvious, since..."

"Hide!" snapped Snape. "We'll talk about it later, Karkaroff!"

With that said, he viciously drove away Harry, who was still dawdling to pack his things, and glared at Brian, who was obviously eavesdropping.

Karkaroff turned around and strode out of the classroom, looking worried and annoyed.

Brian also walked out of the classroom, squinting his eyes, thinking that he was going home.

At night, in the Room of Requirement, Brian was experimenting with his magic.

These days, he finally mastered spell-free casting, and ran to the Shrieking Shack to try out the battle teleportation he had imagined, which was to perform apparation multiple times during the battle.

The effect is disappointing. He can basically restore what the leader of the Death Sect did last semester, but the problem is that there will always be a period of dizziness after using Apparition, which is difficult to avoid even with Brian's current reflexes. Although this period of time is only a short moment, it can be very fatal if caught by the enemy.

Fortunately, things have turned around, that is, his flying magic is finally almost completed.

The Room of Requirement now turned into a huge practice room. Brian's figure blurred and flew lightly in the air, avoiding various obstacles nimbly and moving very quickly. But the figure seemed to be covered with a rich black velvet curtain, with little bits of bright light shining in it, like the starry sky at night.

Well, at best it's a starry sky, but at worst it's like a dark curtain with light leaking through it. It always seems a little evil and not upright enough.

"It's pretty good. It's better than Black Mist or Black Snake." Brian's body returned to the ground and gradually returned to its original image.

After his attempts, he finally integrated this transformation into combat teleportation, allowing him to transform into this form when fighting people and gain strong mobility. It was a very practical magic.

At the same time, he also improved some magic spells to make them more suitable for him. In this way, his combat effectiveness has almost taken shape.

Brian wrote a letter home and told his parents that he would be going back this weekend. He went to the owl loft and gave the letter to Ika.

On Saturday, while the other students went to Hogsmeade, Brian stayed at Hogwarts. He found a secret passage out of the school, apparated several times, and returned to Foley Manor.

In the early morning, the manor is bathed in a thin mist, and the light yellow main building of the manor reflects slightly in the sun.

Brian walked into the house and saw Mrs. Foley carrying a small bag and seemed to be getting ready to go out. After seeing Brian, she came over with a smile.

"Why do you want to come back now?" Mrs. Foley pulled Brian over, looked him up and down, and said in a gentle and gentle tone, "Okay, we didn't go to see the second project. Albert said it was not interesting. Sex…but we know you’re doing great! Well, we’ll definitely be there for the third one, I promise.”

"I didn't come back for this..." Brian said speechlessly, "Where is father?"

"He..." Mrs. Foley's face looked a little sad, but she still said softly, "He has been worried recently and is busy gathering with his friends. Oh, he is in the living room now."

"Let me talk to him." Brian blinked, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, I have an appointment with Diana." Speaking of this, Mrs. Foley held up the brim of her hat and showed a shallow smile.

"Then you get busy first, I'll go find my father." Brian said.

"Well, really, you should have told me earlier that you were coming back, so that I could have canceled today's appointment..." Mrs. Foley said, turned around and walked out the door gracefully.

Brian came to the living room. Mr. Foley was reading a big thick book. He raised his eyes and said, "I remember today is not a holiday?"

"Today is the weekend, Dad." Brian sat down next to him and said with a smile, "You didn't receive my letter?"

"Oh, I remembered. But I have to go to Malfoy's house later." Mr. Foley rubbed his forehead and put the book in his hand aside.

"Are you worried lately? About the Dark Mark?" Brian looked into Mr. Foley's eyes.

Mr. Foley's expression became serious, and he sighed: "You know? Yes, from various signs, the Dark Lord is coming back, much sooner than I thought."

He frowned tightly, his expression not very good.

"I'm very surprised, why did you choose to support him in the first place?" Brian tilted his head, "For our family, staying separate from each other is the best choice, and it is also the principle of protecting ourselves."

Mr. Foley darkened his face, blinked at Brian, and said innocently: "Everyone is a little young and frivolous..."

"What's going on?" Brian smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking to get to the bottom of it.

Mr. Foley couldn't make trouble with him, so he turned to say with a face full of vicissitudes of life: "You know, I had a big conflict with your grandfather at the beginning..."

"He lied about me joining the national Quidditch team, and he didn't want to acknowledge your mother. He couldn't stand anything I did..." Mr. Foley said with emotion, "I was rebellious at that time, what did he say? I will confront him."

"Then what?" Brian raised his eyebrows.

"Then, he asked me to protect myself wisely... I just thought that what the Dark Lord did was pretty cool, so I joined him immediately." Mr. Foley laughed, "One mistake will lead to eternal hatred."

"So..." Brian stared at Mr. Foley seriously, and Mr. Foley also became solemn and straightened up involuntarily.

"So, has your rebellious phase gone too far?" Brian said seriously.

"No, I just want to fight with him." Mr. Foley said seriously.

"Pfft-" The two people laughed at the same time.