HP Approaches the Magical World

Tuesday, eleven o'clock at night.

Harry, Hermione and Neville assembled in the common room, the three of them were going to finish their detention, but Ron wasn't there, so they took a moment to say goodbye to Ron, and went downstairs to the foyer, where Filch was already waiting There it was—and Malfoy.

Harry almost forgot that Malfoy was also going to be locked up, and the three of them didn't show any good looks towards Malfoy, the culprit.

Malfoy naturally stared back without showing any weakness, but Filch didn't have time to play such childish games with them.

"Okay," Filch said coldly, "come with me."

He lit a lantern and led Harry and the others out, "I think you should think twice about breaking school rules in the future, don't you, huh?"

Neither Harry nor Malfoy wanted to talk to Filch, so no one spoke, just Filch talking to himself.

"Oh yeah... If you ask me, work and hard work are the best teachers... It's a pity they abolished the old fashioned punishments of the past... Hang you by the wrists and hang you Hanging on the ceiling lasts for several days.

I still have those chains in my office, and I often oil them, maybe they will come in handy someday... Well, let's go, don't try to run away. If you run away, you will have no good fruit to eat. "

They strode across the pitch-black grounds, and it was still a bit chilly on a summer night, not sure if they had a cold, but Neville kept sniffling.

Harry didn't know what punishment they were going to receive - terrible and severe, no doubt, otherwise Filch's tone would not have been so cheerful.

...he felt that Filch was twisted a little.

The moonlight tonight was very bright, but there were clouds floating in the sky to cover the moonlight and plunged them into darkness. But that was as well—at least Harry could see the lighted windows of Hagrid's cabin clearly.

Then they heard a cry in the distance.

"Is that you, Filch? Come on, I'm leaving."

Harry's heart suddenly became jubilant: after all, if they were going to work with Hagrid, then the situation wasn't too bad, Hagrid should protect him...

He must have shown the relief on his face, because the next moment he heard Filch say to him, "You thought you were going to have a good time with that idiot, didn't you?

Think again, boy—you're going to the Forbidden Forest! If you can come out safe and sound, I guess I was wrong. "

After hearing this, Harry didn't react at all, but Neville couldn't help but snorted, and Malfoy also stopped walking abruptly.

"Forbidden Forest?"

He added, his voice far less calm than usual, "We can't go into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night—there's everything in there, and I've heard there are werewolves."

Neville gripped Harry's sleeve tightly and let out a choked sound.

"That's only you to blame, isn't it?" Filch's voice was beaming. "You should have thought of these werewolves before you got into trouble, shouldn't you?"

Hagrid strode toward them out of the darkness,

Tooth followed. Hagrid carried his crossbow, his fully loaded quiver slung over his shoulder.

"It's almost time," he said in a muffled voice, "I've been waiting for half an hour, how long do you plan to wait?"

Then he turned to Harry and Hermione and asked a few questions with concern.

"You shouldn't be so polite to them, Hagrid," said Filch, looking icily at the half-blood giant. "After all, they came here to be punished."

"That's why you're late, isn't it?"

Hagrid frowned at Filch and said, looking fierce and bluffing: "Been teaching them a lesson, huh?

Filch, I'm not here for you to lecture people.

Your mission is done, and from now on they are in my charge. "

"I'll be back at dawn," said Filch grimly, "to pick up their wreckage."

Not far from their meeting, a figure shrouded in darkness watched silently. In front of him, quills and parchment that were also shrouded in an invisible state were suspended in the air, writing vigorously.

It was Jon.

His current state is in a semi-hidden state. This magic is very complicated. It combines the single-body defense magic [Moving Fortress] and the Illusion Curse to achieve a movement similar to the role of the Loyalty Curse.

If it is only in terms of function, then this magic is still very good, but the conditions of use are a bit too strict. Take Jon himself as an example, he has raised so much magic level and trained for so long The single-body magic has not yet reached the level of perfection.

Even now, he is only relying on the cover of dark conditions to achieve the effect of concealing himself. If it is daytime, a wizard with a little experience will find the magic distortion around him.

As for Jon himself, he found that such a magical distortion also needed Ravenclaw's glasses as an aid.

After all, compared with those experienced wizards, he was still too young.

The conversation between Hagrid and Harry didn't last long, and soon they left here and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

Jon was far behind, because Hagrid and the others didn't speak while walking, so there was no need to record it.

Moreover, Jon was very familiar with the path Hagrid and the others took.

The small path that gradually entered the depths of the dense forest would divide into two not far away, and one of them would branch after a certain distance, which was the road to his training ground.

He walks from there every day.

But today's night is obviously not so unusual, even the wind blowing in the air has a bloody smell.

Jon naturally knew what it was, because he sensed it when the two unicorns in the Forbidden Forest died.

The magical fluctuations around Voldemort were so strong that it was hard for Jon to miss it.

The only problem is that the unicorns that Voldemort hunted and killed were not unicorns in their prime, perhaps because the unicorns in their prime cannot be hunted in their current state. In short, all the unicorns that died in the past two days were unicorns. Old unicorns in the colony that should have died.

If there was no Voldemort, then these unicorns would probably appear in the cemetery of the unicorn clan before they died, and after they died, they would leave their hair and some materials, waiting for Hagrid to collect them, and then send them to Austria. Levand's Wand Shop.

The hunting grounds at Hogwarts are not called hunting grounds for nothing.

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