The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"What's going on?" The pungent smoke in front of him made Harry Potter cover his nose and take a few steps back at the same time.

When he regained his senses, he found that Christopher Patrick, who should have been in front of him, had completely disappeared.

"Where's Patrick!" Harry screamed, "What happened?"

The entire dinner party venue is now in chaos, and there are screams and screams from all around from time to time, and the guests of the Christmas dinner are running away crazily—those little-known wizards (Professor Slughorn’s graduate disciples), Unable to apparate, they had to swarm towards the fireplace; while the Hogwarts students crowded towards the door one by one...

"Look at that!" Ron pointed in the direction of the stage.

Professor Sybill Trelawney shivered in the corner of the stage.

Not far from Professor Trelawney, the headmaster of Durmstrang, Winston Vance, was fighting extremely fiercely with Horace Slughorn.

Just following the loud noise outside the door, Vance suddenly pulled out his wand and cast the "Avada Kedavra" spell on Professor Slughorn.

Fortunately, Slughorn reacted quickly, he dodged aside, his body almost passed the green light... Then, the two old wizards began to attack each other mercilessly.

"We have to help Professor Slughorn!" Harry was about to pull out his wand and rush up.

"Wait, Harry!" Hermione whispered as she grabbed him, "Remember that explosion... maybe other parts of Hogwarts were attacked too?"

"Yeah...and that Patrick's...'dire prophecy'!" Ron couldn't help shivering too.

But just as they were hesitating, Professor Slughorn had gradually fallen into a disadvantage in this duel—obviously, he was far inferior to his opponent in terms of magic control and reaction speed.

A sudden red light hit his chest, and poor Professor Slughorn let out a scream and fell to the ground.

...

"Horace!" A sharp cry came from the door.

Professor Minerva-McGonagall strode this way, she was still in her nightgown and had obviously just gotten out of bed.

"Damn coward!" Professor McGonagall's face was distorted with anger.

But Vance didn't seem to want to continue fighting with her. He grinned and let out a creepy laugh... At the same time, he waved his wand, and it seemed that something small flew out of his sleeve. out -

"How dare you break into Hogwarts...don't try to escape!" Professor McGonagall growled and growled.

"Watch out, Professor McGonagall!" Hermione screamed behind her.

Obviously, Professor McGonagall also suddenly noticed something strange, she did not rush over rashly, but took a few steps back cautiously.

Almost at the same time, flames filled the sky appeared in front of the headmaster of Durmstrang.

"Hahahaha!" Vance laughed and said, "Enjoy it! Master Grindelwald prepared a gift for you!"

Then, swinging his wand, he smashed the window, and escaped slowly from there.

Professor McGonagall did not choose to chase him. She looked at the small fire with a serious expression... At the same time, she carefully raised her wand.

"What's going on..." Harry asked inexplicably.

"This is no ordinary fire..." Hermione whispered.

Yes, the seemingly ordinary flame in front of me began to mutate, and it turned into a bunch of ferocious beasts: burning poisonous snakes, fire dragons and chimeras. These terrifying monsters began to spread to every corner of the banquet hall...

"Stand back...all get out of here!" Professor McGonagall shouted without hesitation: "Quick!"

...

In the sky, a strange mark was suspended in mid-air.

It looks like a triangular eye with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil.

Before the terrifying flames spread completely, Professor McGonagall ordered the remaining people in the room to leave quickly...Harry and Ron carried the unconscious Professor Horace Slughorn on their backs.

Professor McGonagall tried to use spells to alleviate the terrifying flames, but her actions seemed to be in vain... The flames spread extremely fast, and in just a few minutes, they almost filled the entire room.

"Minerva... what's going on!" Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout ran over panting, followed by several Aurors.

It seemed that they came from the gate.

"This damn flame!" Professor McGonagall's face had turned black, she shook her head: "Filius, can you do anything... at least prevent it from spreading to the entire castle, otherwise the entire castle will be destroyed!" Burned by it!"

"This seems to be... Fiendfire...Damn it, let me try..." Professor Flitwick said with a serious expression.

In the corridor behind, came the sound of heavy footsteps.

Rubeus Hagrid rushed over, leading his hound Fang and holding a huge crossbow in his hand.

"The enemies at the castle gate have been repulsed, along with those magical creatures that were with him!" Hagrid said carelessly, "I also saw a sable... there are wizards who can tame it, this magical creature But very... wait, what's going on, Professor McGonagall?"

Before Hagrid could finish his sentence, a violent flame shock wave spewed out from the room.

In the flames, the short Professor Flitwick got out and coughed violently.

"Sorry, Minerva... there's nothing I can do about it!" Professor Flitwick shook his head.

Professor McGonagall tightened her lips, and it was the first time Harry saw her face turn so ugly.

"What's the matter..." Hagrid asked in a low voice, even he, by now, had noticed something was wrong with the situation.

"Hagrid, you go to the Slytherin common room and get them all to get out of bed and assemble on the Quidditch pitch... I'll inform the Gryffindors, and Pomona the Hufflepuffs, And Ravenclaw is in charge of Felius..." Professor McGonagall said very seriously: "All students, teachers and ghosts must leave Hogwarts Castle within fifteen minutes!"

"...Otherwise fifteen minutes later, this damn flame will spread to the entire castle, burning to death all remaining creatures inside..." Professor McGonagall's voice became a little choked up.

"The castle of Hogwarts is going to be burned down?" Hagrid became weird when he heard the voice.

"Yes!" Professor Flitwick nodded, "There is nothing we can do about it..."

"Then hurry up and inform Professor Dumbledore..." Hagrid looked like an ant on a hot pot, he stomped his feet and said.

"Professor Dumbledore rushed to London, and something unexpected happened there... We have already notified him... but we don't know if he can..." Professor Sprout said in a low voice.

"That's right, I'm back, Pomona!" An exciting voice came from behind them.

The familiar figure of Albus Dumbledore appeared from the end of the corridor.

He held the uniquely shaped elder wand in his hand:

"Stand back, Minerva, Felius... just leave these to me!"