The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Hermione, who came as a guest, was dressed more seriously, and it could be seen that her hair was pushed down as much as possible, with a polite smile on her lips. After hearing DeWitt's words, she put away her smile and recalled, "It is said that

There is a curse - anyone who serves as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for more than a year will encounter misfortune, and it seems that this is indeed the case, but this faces a new problem..."

DeWitt didn't want to think now. He was looking at the decoration of this room, listening to Hermione's analysis, and responded a few times in time.

"If the curse exists, then this problem must be solved, otherwise innocent people will be harmed sooner or later, such as..." The girl thought about her professors since school, Quirrell and Voldemort coexisted, and Lockhart was a despicable person.

Liars, their fate seems to be worthy of their punishment, so except these two: "For example, Professor Lupine, although Professor Lupine is a werewolf, you don't see that he has the same flaws as Quirrell and Lockhart, right?"
"He's a werewolf," DeWitt said, recalling some of the doubts about Remus Lupin, "and he's pretty good."

"Rumors of the curse began to arise ten or twenty years ago. No one can explain the reason. But if the curse really exists, then Professor Dumbledore, who goes to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year... is undoubtedly trying to

People are pushed into the fire pit, but Professor Dumbledore should not be such a person," Hermione whispered: "I am more inclined to believe that the curse has been solved, and in the process of the curse being discovered until it is solved, Dumbledore

Professor Lido should find characters like Quirrell and Lockhart who would not be sympathetic even if they died..."

"There's another possibility you didn't say."

Hermione stopped talking, and DeWitt didn't intend to say anything either.

Sirius Black's party officially started with the arrival of the Weasley twins, Ron and Ginny. The young children gathered together to discuss their holiday plans. The adults also had a great time communicating, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger were regarded by the wizards as

When welcoming distinguished guests, Ted Tonks tacitly served as the link between wizards and Muggles, preventing everyone present from feeling left out.

When night fell, Sirius Black estimated that it was almost time. He came to the kitchen and rudely shouted to the house elf who had been busy for almost half an afternoon: "Kreacher! Isn't dinner ready yet?"

In fact, the voice was kept as low as possible, and except for DeWitt, no one else who was talking could hear it.

"The bad master asked Kreacher to cook for degenerate wizards and dirty Muggles..." DeWitt stopped what he was doing, and the cup filled with drinks in his hand was still in the air. He heard a high-pitched hoarse voice,

A voice mixed with an obvious vicious tone replied to Blake: "Kreacher wanted to poison him, but the bad master wouldn't let him..."

That was definitely the voice of a house elf. When DeWitt knew that the species of house elves existed, he thought about whether there would be house elves that would not accept their masters. If so, these house elves would be in ancient magic.

What will he do under the constraints? Now he has seen it.

"Have you seen a house elf?" he suddenly asked Hermione.

"No," Hermione said after just taking a sip of butterbeer and licking the white foam from the corner of her mouth, "you know what I'm going to say - I saw it in a book."

DeWitt's eyes casually glanced at Hermione's moist lips, and he recalled the night before leaving school inappropriately. He moved his body, mentally criticized his own vacillation, became serious, and said: "Want to meet? Then

Just come, Blake shouldn't mind if we take a walk."

They avoided other friends, but did not pay attention to the Weasley twins who were quietly following behind them. When they arrived in the kitchen, they saw the kitchen utensils flying, the house elves manipulating the kitchen utensils, and the elf who lost his grace and was cursing.

Sirius Black.

Blake is always relaxed and unrestrained. He gives the impression of a rebellious young master who does not stick to trivial details. His movements are free and easy, but the details can reflect a certain temperament that the big family has accumulated over time, making him look majestic at the same time.

But his angry words were not as vicious as the beggar in Knockturn Alley.

"Shut your mouth! You old, ugly loser!" He straightened his back and shouted in a suppressed voice: "Kreacher! I order you to cook the food as quickly as possible!"

Now it looks like a one-sided abuse by Blake against his slaves.

"Sirius?" Hermione didn't know the cause and effect for the time being, so she just said softly: "I don't know what happened, but can you... calm down?"

Blake was startled, turned around and immediately said apologetically: "Oh... you know I wouldn't be like this under normal circumstances..." It seemed that he wanted to explain, but it was probably too troublesome to explain, so he could only glance with extreme disgust.

He glanced at Kreacher and said: "Forget it, let me introduce you. This is Kreacher, the house elf of the Black family."

"The young master is not worthy of introducing him to old Kreacher, and it's not like Kreacher is introducing himself to..." Kreacher looked at DeWitt with confused eyes. He probably couldn't identify DeWitt's identity, but he was looking at it.

After arriving at Hermione, she immediately said firmly: "...introduced to the Mudblood! If Kreacher's mistress is still there, she can definitely ensure that the young master does not get a penny and does not give the young master the chance to fall into contact with Muggles.

..."

Now Hermione probably understood the reason why Kreacher was insulted, but being called a "Mudblood" was not a big deal now, and it would no longer humiliate Hermione's heart. On the contrary, Black felt that he had lost face, and

Angry at the discriminatory name, she immediately raised her leg and was about to kick Kreacher. "No need," Hermione said, briskly crossing a distance and pulling Kreacher's pleated white-haired neck.

, avoiding Blake's feet: "It's just a title."

Sirius Black was a little embarrassed instead. He wanted to explain something and explain that he was not a bully. After all, the scene just made him look like an immature child, making him appear to be less generous than Hermione. But when he saw Hermione again,

Looking at Min's expression, he could see the gentleness and calmness in the little girl's brown eyes, and he could see that Hermione could understand everything that happened and the reasons for what she did. Then Sirius Black also calmed down, and he wanted to say:

"Let me arrange Kreacher..."

At this time, Kreacher had already slapped Hermione's hand away, fell back in a panic, and rolled while screaming: "The dirty mudblood touched old Kreacher's body! Get away! Get away!"

Even if old Kreacher dies immediately, he will still be unclean... Mistress..." He let out a heart-wrenching cry. The howl was like the rapidly growing and twisted roots of weeds, breaking through many obstacles and pouring out the unpleasant tune.

Enter the ears of everyone in the room.

So everyone came.