Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 151 The Missing Wizard Case
Seeing the strange behavior of Thomas and Finnigan, Ron and Harry looked at each other in confusion, and the former said, "Why did they have such weird expressions just now?"

"Who knows?" Harry spread his hands, and was about to open the magazine in his hand proudly, "Well, let me see what good things are hidden in these magazines."

"Hey, you'd better not do that!" A look of panic flashed across Ron's face.

He kicked Harry in the back with his right foot and started his own powerful counterattack.

Outside the dormitory, Thomas still looked at Finnigan in disbelief, "To be honest, I still don't think it's possible."

He pointed to the back of the oak door, and whispered: "I mean, maybe it was just a misunderstanding just now, and things like this will always happen."

"Are you sure?" Finnigan frowned, "You said that there are such couples in our school."

"Oh, it's not me!" Thomas argued while trying to open the door again, "The senior told me."

"Aha! Beg me for mercy, maybe I will let you go, or let you see how powerful I am!"

When Thomas and Finnigan pushed the door open again, Ron was jokingly holding Harry's legs and pressing his upper body hard on the four-poster bed.

"Oh--"

Outside the oak door, Thomas and Finnigan's eyes widened.

"Do you believe it now?" Finnigan asked, pursing his lips.

"When, of course."

With a bang, Thomas closed the door again.

Harry and Ron: "???"

That night, Thomas and Finnigan stayed in the Gryffindor common room until late.

"Are you finished?" Two heads poked in through the crack of the door and asked tentatively.

"What?" Ron was already lying under the covers, secretly looking at the magazine in his hand, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Not far away, Harry was lying on the four-poster bed, screaming and rubbing his lower back, "Oh, my God, Ron, you are working too hard!"

Ron spread his hands, and immediately put on a victorious posture, "Ha, buddy, I just reminded you."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Thomas hugged his head somewhat unacceptably, "Merlin, there is a picture in my mind that shouldn't appear."

Fei Ni swallowed his saliva, and walked slowly towards his four-poster bed like a frightened rabbit, "Ahem, ahem, don't worry, we will stay in the dormitory less in the future, and we will definitely not disturb you."

"Disturb? Of course not." Harry shook his head. "You better get involved and let Ron suffer as well."

Thomas' lips began to tremble, "No, let me go!"

He yelled and threw himself on his four-poster bed, covering his head with the quilt, "I'm not interested, if you dare to mention this, don't blame me for telling Professor McGonagall!"

Ron and Harry had puzzled expressions on their faces. They saw Thomas shivering under the covers. Although they were puzzled, they finally closed their mouths.

On the second day, the seventh grade wizards waved goodbye to Hogwarts Castle with tears in their eyes, and boarded the Hogwarts Express one after another.

"Woooo-"

As hot white smoke spewed from the chimney, the stationary train began to move slowly.

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

The wizards stuck their heads out of the car windows one after another, waving their hands vigorously.

"Ah, Hogwarts will always be your home, dear children." Dumbledore and several professors stood neatly on the platform of Hogsmeade Village.

The Hogwarts Express started slowly, then gradually accelerated, and finally turned into a black line and disappeared at the end of the track.

"Parting is always sad." Professor McGonagall handed a handkerchief to Professor Sprout with moist eyes.

"But parting is also for a better reunion next time." Standing beside Dumbledore, Hardy expressed emotion.

It was the first time he saw off the graduates as a professor, and he had a very unique feeling in his heart.

Dumbledore looked at Hardy through the half-moon glasses: "Good speech, Hardy, quite speculative."

"Thank you," Hardy smiled, and followed the professors back to the castle.

In the next few days, they will send other students away one after another, and then let Hogwarts, a thousand-year-old castle, enjoy more than two months of peace and vacation.

"The Ministry of Magic has sent a written notification order."

In the principal's office, Dumbledore passed a beautiful piece of parchment to the other professors, "Before Sirius Black is caught, we must keep Harry Potter safe in the castle."

"Principal Dumbledore, I don't think this is a wise choice." After reading the order signed by Cornelius Fudge, Professor Flitwick looked solemn.

He said: "Black knows that Harry Potter is here, and he has come in, maybe hiding in a corner now."

"Filius, do you have any good suggestions?" Dumbledore looked at him seriously.

Professor Flitwick looked solemn, "Perhaps, the safe place is outside Hogwarts."

Dumbledore shook his head: "Ah, yes, I can fully understand, but not now."

Hardy heard a trace of helplessness from the other party's tone: "Principal Dumbledore?"

After the other party thought for a while, he slowly opened his mouth: "Cornnel Fudge told me not to tell the third person, but—"

"He didn't forbid me to tell a fourth, fifth or sixth person at once."

Dumbledore blinked, and then said, "Besides Sirius Black, there is another big trouble in the wizarding world recently."

He looked at Snape worriedly, it was obvious that the other party knew something too.

"Is it related to the recent disappearance of wizards?" Snape asked sullenly, without too much emotional ups and downs.

Dumbledore nodded.

"Oh, my God, missing?" Professor Sprout squeezed his hands together nervously, "What's going on?"

"The Ministry of Magic also wants to know what happened." Dumbledore opened his mouth with a complicated expression.

Harry listened carefully to Dumbledore's explanation.

According to the other party, in fact, since three years ago, there have been cases of wizards disappearing in the British magic world.

But in the beginning, such situations were not frequent, about one person a month, and more than ten people disappeared in a year.

Among them, due to factors such as the secret activities of black wizards and the accidental injury of wizards by magical creatures, the Ministry of Magic did not arouse vigilance for this part of the missing population.

After conventional search procedures yielded no results, it became a pile of ashes in the archives.

But starting from the second year, the number of missing wizards suddenly rose to more than 20 people.

Now, in just one month, more than ten people have disappeared.

"The Ministry of Magic does not want Harry Potter to be one of these missing persons," said Dumbledore.

"This is indeed the way they always think about problems." Snape seemed to be mocking, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"However, fortunately," Dumbledore said after a pause, "So far, there are no children among the missing wizards, so from a certain point of view, our students will not encounter any children during the summer vacation." into danger."

"Oh, thank God, I was worrying about that." Professor Sprout breathed a long sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)