Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Hector walked through corridors one after another, and walked down stairs one by one - it was indeed very annoying. Apparition was forbidden in Hogwarts, so whether going to Professor McGonagall's office or leaving Hogwarts Castle, he had to walk.

However, he still arrived at the first stop very quickly, the door of the Gryffindor Dean's office.

The door of the office was wide open.

It seemed that Professor McGonagall had already left, and Hector didn't need to remind her.

Hector walked down from the second floor quickly.

He ran, quickly passed through the hall and the long corridor behind the hall.

When he came to the lawn in front of Hogwarts Castle, the battle was about to break out - the figures of a dozen Death Eaters in black robes and masks appeared at the edge of the Forbidden Forest in the direction of Hogsmeade.

In addition to them, there were a full six trolls.

Hector carefully identified them.

The two tallest ones should be the most dangerous mountain trolls.

They both had bald heads and rough green skin.

The four slightly shorter ones were river trolls.

They had a few short horns on their heads and purple skin.

Hector had done a detailed study on this species after he met a troll on Halloween.

He always felt that he would meet them again one day.

It seemed that he had done a good job.

All the trolls were holding their traditional weapons - a big wooden stick. In addition to these conspicuous guys, Hector also noticed the two guys walking at the back. They tried to hide their figures with the clumsy and huge bodies of the trolls. The trolls did have a certain concealing effect, but unfortunately the two did not realize that this behavior made the two large black suitcases in their hands particularly conspicuous.

Why did the suitcases appear in this place? Hector was a little puzzled, but he was smart enough to quickly associate it with another wizard who ran around with a suitcase every day - Mr. Newt Scamander.

The box is most likely filled with some kind of magical animal, Hector thought.

It seems that the power behind the Death Eaters is still very powerful, at least in terms of financial resources - the price of some threatening magical creatures has always been frighteningly high.

Hector actually hopes that his guess is wrong.

He hopes that the box contains some dark magic alchemy products - after all, the magical animals that can be used in the current scene and meet the requirement of making some noise are not good, at least they have to be on the same level as the trolls.

Compared with those weird and gifted guys, Hector thinks that fighting against one or two dark wizards does not seem to be a bad choice.

Unexpectedly, after so many years of Voldemort's fall, there are still so many loyal believers who are willing to go through fire and water for him.

Hector thought that the offensive tonight would be just a few people, so he quickly got rid of Harry and the others, fearing that he would not be able to drink porridge if he came down too late.

After all, in the original book, until Voldemort really returned, not many people made the move to find Voldemort and look forward to returning to Voldemort's command.

Almost all the servants of the Dark Lord thought that Voldemort had been killed by Harry Potter.

But it seems that Hector was wrong.

Fortunately, it was still early for Voldemort to return, and such a reminder was not too late.

Hector realized that he could not rely on his identity as a half-prophet and think that he could easily control the famous Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord's ability is not as simple as described in the original book.

If you really don't pay attention to him, the price will be unbearable.

There were several people standing on the lawn outside the castle.

The tall lady in the middle was Professor McGonagall.

The slightly overweight one was definitely Professor Sprout.

As for the shortest one, it was Professor Flitwick.

There were several wizards standing beside them.

The most eye-catching one was Hagrid, who was holding a pink umbrella and leading a big dog.

Apart from him, the remaining two were strangers that Hector had never seen in school.

According to Professor McGonagall, the tall one wearing a dark green shawl was called Emmeline, and the petite woman who looked very kind but a little majestic was called Molly.

She should be the mother of the Weasleys.

"Is Albus really not coming back?"This is Professor Sprout's voice, she holds her wand tightly in her hand.

"Pomona, I'm afraid so." Professor McGonagall's tone was very gentle. She looked at the Death Eaters who were slowly approaching this direction, and there was not much tension in her tone.

"Albus said that You-Know-Who also arranged a raid on the Ministry of Magic, which would probably be a little worse than the situation here - after all, it was in London, and they had to be careful not to violate the Statute of Secrecy."

"I thought these despicable rats only dared to hide in the dirty and dark sewers." This was the voice of Professor Flitwick. He changed his usual gentle manner towards the little wizards. Facing these guys in front of him, Flitwick did not hide the contempt in his words at all.

"It's really hard for them to put so much effort into driving so many trolls to this place."

Professor Flitwick paused. He saw two more guys in black robes suddenly jumped out from behind the troll. Each of them held a standard-sized box in his hand and rushed towards Hogwarts Castle without any concealment.

Everyone was ready for a fight, and Hector, who was standing behind them, also took out his wand.

It should be a big one. Hector was now almost certain that the box must contain some extremely harmful magical creatures - the suitcases were already bulging and looked like they would be blown apart soon.

After the two Death Eaters ran quickly for a distance, they pushed the two suitcases together towards the Hogwarts Castle. Throw it away. Hector's eyes were attracted by the suitcases. Professor Flitwick threw a heavy obstacle at the suitcases. The two suitcases paused in the air for a moment, and then suddenly exploded.

The place where the suitcases should be was covered by two thick clouds of smoke. Nothing could be seen clearly. Only the shapes of creatures in the smoke could be vaguely distinguished.

Hector stared with wide eyes. One of the creatures looked like a leopard, but it was definitely not an ordinary leopard like a Muggle. As for the other one, Hector couldn't see it clearly. He vaguely found that there was a black shadow close to the ground. The black shadow was moving very fast. Its shape shuttled through the fog and looked terrifying.

Hector probably guessed Hector had seen its file when he was looking up information about trolls.

As a leopard, it was listed in the five-pronged category of the British Magic Department's classification level along with other magical creatures such as fire dragons and eight-eyed giant spiders.

This guy from East Africa is no pushover.

Not to mention that its size is much larger than an ordinary leopard, the gas it exhales is said to cause fatal diseases.

It is a walking biological weapon.

As for the other guy close to the ground, Hector really didn't have any ideas, but what was certain was that there was only one of that guy, and he should be...

It couldn't be a creature like the Acromantula, which is good at group combat but has minimal damage to a single target.

The creatures that appeared earlier were all Nangdu leopards, which were said to require a hundred skilled wizards to subdue.

The dark crawling creature behind should not be much inferior to it.

In any case, it is quite tricky.

Professor McGonagall's whirlwind swept through and quickly cleared the smoke, and everything returned to its original state under the bright moonlight. The figures of two creatures gradually emerged from the smoke. Hector was right, it was indeed a Nangdu leopard, but he didn't recognize the fellow not far away from it, who was covered with thick reddish-brown hair and had five long legs, but he didn't look like a good guy.

"Everyone be careful, it's a Nundul, the gas it exhales is poisonous!" Hagrid covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, which made his voice muffled, but it was not difficult to hear the surprise in his tone. After receiving Hagrid's reminder, the others cast a Bubblehead Charm on themselves in a timely manner, including Hector who was standing at the back and watching quietly.

"Professor Dumbledore didn't tell me this would appear here. Fang can't deal with the Nundu Leopard."

"Hagrid, what's that thing lying on the ground?"This is Professor Flitwick's voice. Compared to the Nundul, the creature on the ground gave him a more direct shock.

"Oh, Professor Flitwick, that's the Furry McBoon, you can also call it a five-legged monster, they eat meat, especially human flesh."

Hagrid said to���He has always had a lot of knowledge about strange creatures. He half-closed his eyes and stared at the guy in front of him.

"It shouldn't be here. The five-legged monster lives on an island at the northernmost tip of Scotland. No one knows where exactly they live."

But before he could finish, the Nangdu Panther sniffed, its black eyes turned around, and then it started running. Everyone stopped talking, and even their breathing became cautious. But soon, the wizards who were on high alert discovered that the Nangdu Panther was obviously not coming for them. Its target was Hogwarts Castle. As for the five-legged monster, its target was very clear, and it rushed straight towards Hector and the others.

"I don't think now is the time for gossip, Hagrid," Professor McGonagall's eyes sharpened.

"Stop them, quick!"