I’m Really An Alchemist

Lupin laughed.

Because of this unique course, Zhou Qi gained a group of fans, and the students of the Arcane class also admired each and every one of them. They were serious in get out of class and reviewed after class, which saved teaching assistant Hermione a lot of heart.

The divination class, however, did not start for three consecutive days.

PS: There is another chapter in the evening

Blades are the first driver of the update

by: Shameless Ah Xu

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Chapter 425 Chapter 66 Safe Hogwarts

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Before entering Trelawney's office, she heard crazy ravings.

Dumbledore looked solemn, motioned for the other professors to wait at the door, and stepped into the office alone.

Trelawney's office is similar in style to hers.

There are heavy books everywhere, and various props to assist divination.

But at this moment, the bookshelves fell over, the books were overturned, and the whole room was so messy that there was nowhere to stay. Trelawney slumped in the center of the mess, flipping through the books frantically.

Pick up one, read it, throw it away, and pick up another.

The divination professor repeats this monotonous and bizarre behavior.

"Professor Trelawney."

Dumbledore at the door, coughed twice, trying his best to use a gentle and caring tone: "Are you all right?"

Trelawney's body froze, and she raised her head slowly and tremblingly, her eyes sad and frightened.

"He's right."

She said: "I searched all the prophecies in the family history, no one can escape fate, I... We are the accomplices of fate!"

Trelawney covered her face and burst into tears.

Dumbledore didn't know how to comfort him, he could only flick his wand, and the fallen bookshelf automatically returned to the corner, the messy books returned to their original positions, and the entire office returned to a clean and tidy appearance.

He sighed softly and came to Trelawney.

"Sybil, Professor Ivan is just a guess. Don't take it to heart. I talked to him, and he told me that Muggle physics moves forward in denial and affirmation."

"Sorcerer's prophecy magic, too! Although it was denied by Professor Ivan, there must be bright spots that can be tapped."

Dumbledore's comfort and encouragement caused Trelawney to raise her head with tears in her eyes.

She has already had thoughts of self-doubt and denial.

But with Dumbledore's encouragement, Trelawney felt that she couldn't give up so easily. She would definitely find a theory to refute Professor Ivan, proving that the Prophet Wizard was not a slave to fate.

When the white wizard saw Trelawney recovering, he also laughed.

There was a haze in his heart.

Professor Ivan has undergone a little change. The former Professor Ivan would never be able to do such a cruel behavior. He has always been gentle and tactful. Even if Trelawney came to the door, there would be no direct conflict.

Not to brutally smash Trelawney's worldview.

Compared with the previous year, Professor Ivan acted without any scruples, as if he had come out of disguise.

.....

The classroom for the protection of magical animals.

"...Please open the sixth page of the book, this time...this time we're going to talk about magical animals sirens."

Hagrid, the half-giant, was completely unsuitable for this kind of textbook teaching. He stood absent-mindedly on the podium, and the students below did not take him seriously. They communicated with each other and laughed.

Turn the classroom into a sea of ​​joy.

"Hagrid, don't mind!"

The Harry trio sat in the first row. After the music class was downgraded from an elective to a hobby class, they could only choose one more class for credit.

The magical beast conservation class taught by Hagrid became the only option.

The current situation in the classroom is too normal. Hagrid is not a strict teacher. He is very simple and kind. To a certain extent, he cannot convince the students.

Hagrid lowered his head in frustration. He glanced at the noisy classroom, put the book under his arm, whispered a self-study sentence, and left the classroom silently.

"I'll go see Hagrid!"

Concerned about Hagrid's condition, Harry shoved the book into Ron's hand and slipped out of the classroom.

This is the first time he has left school early.

Harry was very nervous, he avoided everyone's sight, and saw Hagrid's back walking towards the Forbidden Forest.

The forbidden forest is blocked by a transparent barrier.

When Harry chased behind Hagrid, he found that his half-giant friend was standing on the edge of the barrier. In the barrier, in the shadowy forest, a hippogriff walked out.

This grey-white magical animal, across an impenetrable barrier, flapped its wings and made an intimate cry towards Hagrid.

"Hagrid!"

Harry called softly.

The half-giant turned around in a panic, his expression full of fear.

"This is Buckbeak, my new friend."

Hagrid introduced Harry Potter to Fantastic Beasts through the barrier.

Only then did Harry understand the pain in Hagrid's heart.

The invasion of the Forbidden Forest last year caused Hogwarts to no longer trust the magical beasts of the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid, who regarded the magical beasts as a good friend, was the most saddened.

He can no longer be friends with Fantastic Beasts.

Even Hogwarts students and professors are hostile to the animals in the forbidden forest. If Hagrid is discovered at this time, and he continues to make friends with magical animals, he will definitely be hostile to everyone.

"This is the protection magic set up by the professors themselves." Hagrid and Harry stood on the edge of the barrier, and on the other side was Buckbeak, who flapped his wings and wanted to appease his friend.

But this barrier turned the entire Hogwarts upside down.

Buckbeak wanted to break through the barrier, but was bounced back.

It could only let out a cry like a cry, and its gray wings suddenly spread out.

Looking at the grieving Hagrid, Harry could only promise to help him protect his secrets and cover up, so that Hagrid could spend more time with Buckbeak.

There was only so much he could do.

Harry didn't tell Hermione and Ron about this. Ron was a big mouth, and Hermione was quite rational. She would definitely ask Hagrid to ban his interactions with magical animals.

This is the only way to avoid getting caught.

But Harry was emotional, he didn't want Hagrid to continue to be in deep grief, he had to keep this secret alone.

at dusk.

Hodemogg Village.

In the Pig's Head Tavern, the blue-eyed owner was wiping the glass. In the evening, there were only a few people in the most lively tavern. The wizards sat quietly in their seats and talked in low voices.

Aberforth Dumbledore looked out of the tavern melancholy.

The village was also lifeless, and the wizards who remained in the village hid in their huts.

war....

He sighed lowly.

Suddenly, a burst of magical power spread.

Aberforth was startled, then quickly walked to the door of the tavern to peek. In the empty village, there were several strange wizards. They were wearing dark wizard robes, and their faces were hidden under their hoods.

"Death Eaters..."

Aberforth slowly turned his head and silently opened his mouth to the frightened guests in the tavern.

Before the Death Eaters could find him, he slowly closed the tavern door.

The guest had already shrunk into a ball and hid under the table. Aberforth was more courageous. He leaned against the window and quietly peered out.

Why did the Death Eaters appear in Hoddermog?

Are you trying to invade Hogwarts?

But Hogwarts has Albus Dumbledore, just a few Death Eaters, what's the use, they can't even break through the protective barrier!

With such confusion, Aberforth held his breath and listened.

These Death Eaters walked quietly in the village. They didn't do any damage. Instead, they seemed to be waiting for someone. Aberforth looked through the window and saw a frightened face from the window of the opposite room.

There are not a few people who pay attention to the movements of these Death Eaters.

"...How long do we have to wait?"

In the quiet Death Eater team, someone finally spoke, a hoarse male voice.

He said, "How long until Blake arrives?"

Blake?

Sirius Black! ?

Aberforth froze suddenly, he concentrated more and tried to listen.

"There are too many sight lines here." The male Death Eater slowly took off his hood, revealing a familiar and gloomy face. Any wizard peeping out of the window would hide subconsciously.

The Death Eater who escaped from Azkaban - Rabastan Lestrange.

"I want to kill them!" Rabastan let out a harsh, shrill laugh, and drew his wand from his sleeve.

Someone grabbed him.

"Don't forget our mission! Do you want to attract Dumbledore?"

Rabastan snorted coldly and put away his wand.

Aberforth and all the wizards were so frightened that they were covered in cold sweat, and they only felt that they had walked around the gate of hell.

They didn't dare to keep peeking, they just asked these Death Eaters to leave as soon as possible.

Crackling.

Another magical tide of phantom migration.

A shadow fell in front of the Death Eaters.

"Blake, you're late!" Rabastan said with a sneer.

Hearing the name of Blake, Aberforth gathered up his courage and peered out the window.

The shadow showed his figure, and it was also a man wearing a hood, hiding his face under a wizard's robe.

He was tall, with a handsome profile under the hood, and his exposed hair was particularly deep in the dark blue twilight.

It's him, Sirius Black!

Aberforth has lived in Holdmogg for decades. He remembers very clearly that more than 20 years ago, James Potter often took his inseparable friends and went to the Hog's Head Tavern to steal wine and drink.

Of the four, Black is the most handsome and proud.

He inherited the excellent blood of the Black family.

Sitting on the ground, Aberforth first heard that Black had taken refuge in the Dark Lord and killed Harry Potter's parents - he couldn't believe it, the relationship between the four could not be better .

Proud Black couldn't be a Death Eater either.

Reality slapped him.

"You can't enter Hogwarts without me." Blake looked at the castle on the other side of the Black Lake, which was locked upside down in the barrier, and he whispered: "Eleven years ago, James' son survived by luck. "