The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"But we are the only ones left now," Luna's silver eyes flashed with wonder. She walked to the last Thestral carriage and stroked one of them.

Except for the white eyes, the rest of these animals are all black. Their heads are like thin dragon heads, their wings are like large bat wings, and the teeth in their mouths are sharp. They look ferocious, but when touched they are

Showing tameness that does not match the appearance.

DeWitt, who had never tried to communicate with the Thestral, suddenly fell in love with this animal. He also stepped forward, and another Thestral lowered its head and came closer.

"This is much better than a unicorn," DeWitt still resents the unicorn's attitude towards him. He said to Hermione: "It has a layer of fur - the muscles are very strong - and it feels good..."

He then said to Yeqi: "Oh, don't look at me like this, I'm complimenting you."

The Thestral being stroked lowered its head and touched DeWitt's chest. It should have understood DeWitt's words, but it did not speak.

Hermione still maintained a trace of fear and uneasiness towards the Thestral. She did not approach, but urged: "Is it time to go? The banquet is about to start."

The last Thestral carriage pulled three people to the castle.

"Miss Granger!" After approaching the castle gate, Professor McGonagall stopped Hermione: "I have something to tell you!"

"You guys go over there first..." Hermione said quickly, and then started: "Professor McGonagall has something to do with me."

"Is it about course selection?" DeWitt remembered Hermione saying on the train that she had chosen all the courses she could.

Hermione didn't answer and didn't come back until halfway through the sorting ceremony.

At the banquet, Dumbledore mentioned Dementors and emphasized the dangers of Dementors. There were also changes in the professors of two courses - Remus Lupine, who he had seen on the train, was appointed as the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Hagrid took over the teaching duties of the Care of Magical Creatures class.

"Some people say there is a curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." DeWitt heard someone whispering next to him: "I wonder if this professor can survive a year."

The banquet at the beginning of the semester was over. When he returned to the dormitory, the question of whether the curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class still existed lingered in DeWitt's mind. He was inevitably curious, so much so that when Hermione asked "What class did you choose?"

I didn't hear clearly, so after asking for the second time, DeWitt said: "Ancient magic texts and the protection of magical animals."

"Didn't you choose divination?" Hermione said with a little expectation: "For divination... should you use leaves? Crystal balls? Stargazing? Or use turtle shells?"

"Legends say that some powerful witches can use ferret internal organs for divination..."

"This is so disgusting," Hermione said with disgust, "Hogwarts doesn't teach this, does it?"

"I don't know, so I didn't choose," DeWitt said: "There's also arithmetic - it's a bit like probability theory and mathematical statistics, I've studied it."

Hermione blinked in surprise: "Is that content for middle school and above?"

"And you took the Muggle Studies class," DeWitt continued: "Are you here to see the joke? Can a wizard who teaches teach ordinary people how to know themselves?"

"Don't say that," Hermione replied cheerfully: "You don't think that's funny?"

DeWitt said: "It's better to sleep."

Talking about sleeping is of course a joke. Who can sleep at this age?

Gryffindor's first Transfiguration class was after the first Divination class. At this time, DeWitt was reading in his seat. Hermione saw him as soon as she entered the classroom and suddenly sat down next to him angrily.

Whispered: "It's a good thing you didn't choose the divination class!"

DeWitt glanced at the other students coming to class, most of them had worried and frowning faces.

"What's wrong?"

"The first class! The professor who teaches divination said that every student will encounter the unknown! And there is no basis for it - can one look at the leftover tea leaves as evidence?"

DeWitt told the truth: "This is what people without divination talent are like."

Hermione choked back: "I don't, but I don't think Professor Trelawney, who teaches divination, does! And she also predicted that Harry Potter will die!"

It did sound a bit excessive. After Professor McGonagall demonstrated the Animagus transformation but received no applause, she also noticed the abnormality. She told the students with restrained but obvious anger-

Trelawny says this once a year, but no one has died in recent years.

"So it's nonsense." Hermione now hates professors who have no real ability. After seeing Lockhart's troubles, she is now very concerned about whether the professor has real ability: "But now I say this

It's still too early, I plan to take a few more classes to see..."

Since Professor McGonagall said that Professor Trelawney's prophecy was almost nonsense, even though DeWitt knew that the prophecy existed, he thought that Trelawney had no real ability this time, so he didn't pay attention to it.

The specific content of the Divination class, so there is no way to know what Trelawney saw in Harry's teacup, let alone the reason why she did it.

Unexpectedly, the thing represented by the bat has already arrived at Hogwarts and is currently staying in the Forbidden Forest, planning how to sneak into the castle.

The cause, of course, is Richard Vandermoor.

Yes, although Richard Vandermoor is a vampire who makes a living by taking wizards' business, he is not short of money, he just wants to enjoy his hobby. But times have changed. Hundreds of years ago, wizards' hands became more and more powerful.

After reaching out longer and cooperating with Muggle executives, catching the most evil-doing vampires and annihilating their souls with the death curse, Mr. Vandermore realized that he couldn't continue like this. A group of old immortal vampires alone could not survive.

There are ways to gain more say, but you can't defeat wizards - compared to wizards, vampires' abilities are better than those of wizards. They can cheat and attack first, but they can't run away or fight in a head-on confrontation -

Vampires can turn into disembodied black mist and have sharp claws and fangs, but this method is incomparable to apparation and various magic spells.

So Mr. Vandermore chose to cooperate with some wizard families. He was willing to become the dog of some pure-blood families for free at certain times, in exchange for being sheltered at certain times after satisfying his instincts. In this way, he gradually occupied a position in the vampire class.

He has a high position, and he has also succeeded in making everyone think that he is a loner, but in fact he also has "friends" who will come to save him in times of crisis.

And Ms. Fierre now lives in seclusion, and the handover affairs are only for Mrs. Zabini, who has sworn the oath, and her residence is protected by the Fidelity Charm, so Mr. Vandermore's "friend" cannot find Ms. Fierre at all, and the right person has lived for many years.

For the vampires, they would rather provoke Hogwarts Castle, where the "young rookie" Dumbledore is in charge, than provoke several pure-blood families who have united.

How stupid. They may have a sufficient advantage in age, but the facts will teach them a lesson and teach them that they should be in awe of Dumbledore's power.