The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"Please come up." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Black no longer exchanged glances and words with Snape. He smiled at Hermione and encouraged him. Hagrid, who was standing beside him, was even more proud when he saw Hermione coming up to accept the praise than he was when he went up. Most of the other professors

It was also an expression of approval, especially for Professor McGonagall, who was the most proud of her. Even Snape was silent at this time. Although his face was still sullen, there were inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes, as if seeing it from Hermione.

To the shadow of another person.

Hermione walked nervously to the most conspicuous place in the auditorium, and stood next to him at Dumbledore's signal. She faced a pair of surprised eyes in the audience, and the easiest thing to find among them was always the first to appear in Hermione.

DeWitt in his eyes - he looked at Hermione for a moment with a smile, and Hermione immediately became less nervous.

"Whenever there is a crisis, there is always someone who will stand up, maybe me, maybe a professor, maybe a student," Dumbledore looked around at each child, from Gryffindor to Slytherin, the look in his eyes

Shining with joy, just seeing these raised little heads, the satisfaction of being a principal almost overflowed to the ceiling of the auditorium: "And the one who stood up this time... was Miss Hermione Granger. She

She discovered an attack on Hogwarts in time, used her knowledge to improve the castle's defense, and assisted the professor to successfully resist all intruders, so that no student or professor at Hogwarts was injured during this period...

The fact that you are all safe and sound at this moment is inseparable from the sacrifice of Miss Hermione Granger. Now, I have decided to award her with the Special Contribution to the School Award in the name of Hogwarts!"

The golden medal was engraved with Hermione's name, which meant that from now on, as long as Hogwarts existed, Hermione's name would be left in the prize display room, but she didn't look particularly excited.

"Come to the principal's office after the banquet," Dumbledore smiled and whispered to Hermione amidst the noise of the students' discussion, "If you can, remember to bring your friends."

After the awards, the banquet officially entered the "eating" part. The twins, Harry and Ron approached DeWitt with plates, and they came to inquire about "how his recovery is going."

"I heard from the principal that you are not receiving treatment in the school hospital," Fred looked up and down DeWitt's body. As one of the wizards who generally lacked exercise, he could not see through the robe that DeWitt was in the flesh.

No matter how carefully you look at the hidden power, you can only see that DeWitt is not seriously injured: "We guess you may be at St. Mungo's, but the professors are unwilling to reveal the specific location..."

George continued: "We also want to skip class and visit you——"

"But you were caught," Ron said mercilessly, "and you were there for a visit? You just made a bet with people from other colleges to see if you could skip classes and leave the campus."

The twins lowered their faces and defended: "But we almost got out? We studied the defensive magic of Hogwarts and discovered a loose loophole... Who would have thought that this flaw would be fixed not long after we discovered it?

”

DeWitt watched the internal fighting in the Weasley family, and he asked Harry: "Sirius Black...what's going on now?"

Harry was startled. He thought DeWitt had lost his mind and asked hesitantly: "Don't you remember?"

No one dares to say that they have figured out the laws of time, and DeWitt is no exception. He didn't know where things changed after expelling the Mirror Master, so after a short silence, he said expressionlessly: "

I only remember what I’ve seen. After all, the treatment places...well...the information is not very clear."

Harry dispelled his doubts and said happily, "No wonder, you're fine. Do you still remember what happened that day?"

"I was sneak-attacked." DeWitt recalled the Mirror Master's ability to stop time and tried to restore the scene from the perspective of others.

Harry nodded.

"Then I didn't know anything." DeWitt died at that time, and indeed he didn't know anything for a while.

"Hermione disappeared with her," Harry was also recalling. When he was formally recalling it at this moment, the details that he had not noticed resurfaced. He said doubtfully: "I remember she seemed to have taken something... you know what it was?"

What?"

"I know," DeWitt nodded slightly and changed the topic: "But I can't tell you, you can just ask Hermione."

Harry was a little curious, but did not go into details and said: "Then I saw a lot of fog, and then Sirius Black rushed over to protect me... But where were you at that time?" He asked puzzledly: "It was Harry.

Did Min take you away?"

"Ask her." DeWitt thought briefly and replied: "I fainted and don't know anything."

"Later the fog cleared, and Professor Dumbledore took action personally. At that time, there were only Black and I on campus. I have never seen Professor Dumbledore so angry." Harry couldn't help but shuddered: "The screams outside the campus were so loud that

It’s still ringing in my ears now..."

"Don't underestimate Dumbledore." DeWitt was not surprised. He had long realized that Dumbledore was a good man who was not pedantic: "You continue."

"Then it was rehabilitated," Harry said: "Peter Pettigrew was sentenced to a secret execution." He couldn't help complaining to the officials of the Ministry of Magic: "This is the result of the final discussion. It only announced that Black was rehabilitated. Peter's

The traitor was sentenced to death in secret... Bah, it was easier for him."

"Does Black have any compensation?" DeWitt asked: "If you give in, you have to pay. You won't let the Ministry of Magic take advantage of it for no reason, right?"

"That seems to be a matter involving the Black family," Harry scratched his head and said, "I can't remember clearly. Later, Professor Dumbledore and Black went to negotiate with people from the Ministry of Magic."

DeWitt didn't have much enthusiasm for political issues. This was a natural trait. He stopped delving into it and asked, "How is your relationship with Blake now?"

"Very good!" Harry nodded. He grinned and said hopefully, "Very good! I think if my father was still alive... it would probably be like this, right?"

DeWitt does not have a father, and he does not know what role his father is, so he can only remain silent.

"There's just one thing I didn't expect," Harry sighed melancholy after feeling happy: "I thought I could live with Black, but Professor Dumbledore said no, and even Black was convinced later. It's really

I don’t know why...I really don’t want to go back to my aunt’s place anymore..."