It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 242 Spreading Fear
"Fluorescent flashes."

Hermione cast the Illuminating Wand Charm, and Harry and Ron both did the same.

The three of them held up their wands to illuminate the dark classroom, and went around the corners.

But nothing was found. The first time they came in, they could find a straw, but now they couldn't even see a hair.

After some searching to no avail, Harry and the three of them had to return to the Gryffindor common room.

"Maybe it's not about that classroom, maybe it's some kind of hex that Malfoy guy just learned, he secretly cast a curse on the three of them in Potions class yesterday."

Ron guessed.

The possibility he said was not unreasonable. After the beginning of this semester, the conflict between Harry and Malfoy not only did not subside with age, but escalated more and more.

There were several times when the two waves almost came to blows.

But Harry always felt that Malfoy was not so bold. Although this Slytherin student who was always against him and had a bad attitude seemed lawless, Harry knew that he was actually a rather timid person.

The nightmare did not bring them any results in the end. The three of them played wizard chess all morning in the common room, and after completing the homework of each subject under Hermione's supervision in the afternoon, they ended this somewhat boring game. Saturday.

Both Harry and Ron went to bed early, just when they thought they'd get a good night's sleep.

Also at three o'clock in the morning the next day, the two of them were woken up again by the same nightmare as last night!
And in this five-person dormitory, not only they were awakened, but their other three roommates, Seamus, Neville, and Dean, all sat up from the bed in shock!

It was very dark outside, but Harry's dormitory was very lively.

Seamus and Ron got out of bed and walked around the bedroom uneasily. Neville curled up on the bed, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The quilt was shaking on the bed.

Harry looked thoughtful.

In his nightmare tonight, he also dreamed of a scene that he didn't dream of last night.

It was a strange figure with a pair of scarlet eyes, holding something like a kerosene lamp in one hand, and a sickle in the other, watching him silently from the corner of his dream.

Watch as Voldemort casts the Killing Curse on him, and Lily dies for him again.

At this moment, Seamus, who was telling Ron about the nightmare he had, suddenly spoke.

"I also saw a strange thing in my dream! It looks like a person, but I can't make out what it looks like, but it has red eyes and a lamp in its hand!"

As soon as he said these words, Ron also said in surprise.

"I saw it too! I thought I was the only one who dreamed of this thing, but I didn't have it last night!"

Even Dean, who was huddled in the quilt, and Neville, who was in a daze, said that they had dreamed the same thing.

Things became more and more wrong, and early the next morning, five people in Harry's dormitory planned to report the incident to Professor McGonagall.

When they first came to the lounge, they happened to meet three girls from Hermione's dormitory who were also listless.

Lavender and Parvati also had a nightmare about their family being killed by a dark wizard, and the demon-like thing that appeared in Harry's dream also appeared in the dream.

All of them felt that this incident was unusual, and the eight of them hurried to find Professor McGonagall without even having breakfast.

After telling about the nightmare, Professor McGonagall's face became serious.

She is more knowledgeable than Harry and the others, and she is well aware of such a large-scale nightmare, and also dreamed of a strange thing at the same time, which obviously has a big problem.

In the office, she conducted a comprehensive inspection on the eight Harrys on the spot, but found no problems.

Then she called Professor Flitwick, and wanted to call Sherlock, who has the deepest research on Defense Against the Dark Arts, but helped her call for a portrait and came back to tell her that Sherlock is not in the office at this time, and has something to go out. .

But Flitwick frowned and knocked on them with his wand for a long time, but he didn't check for any signs of hexes or curses on them.

This kind of testing has been busy until the evening of the day. After nothing was detected, Professor McGonagall could only helplessly let Harry and the others go back first, and wait to see what happened tonight.

However, on this night, not only Harry and Hermione's two dormitories, but the entire Gryffindor students had almost exactly the same nightmare!
Family members were killed, and there was something with red eyes watching them from the corner.

The next day, Monday, everyone in Gryffindor walked into the classroom with big black circles on their heads.

This matter became more and more problematic, because Dumbledore was not in the castle during this time, so Professor McGonagall called all the professors in the castle to the professor's lounge at noon.

Sherlock, who had just returned from Gringotts and was slowly emptying out the vault of the Lestrange family like a hard-working ant, only then knew about it.

Silke also just learned the news. She has just come to Hogwarts for less than two months, and her qualifications are too low. Professor McGonagall did not think of letting her come over yesterday.

"This matter has something to do with me."

Sherlock didn't mean to be a turtle. After realizing that the Gryffindor students dreamed of Fiddlesticks, he said it directly.

"This is a dark magic creature that escaped from the German Department of Mysteries. At this time last year, Vera came to Hogwarts for a while to catch it. At that time, Lupine helped share my teaching pressure. , Dumbledore asked me to help her. Now it has come out again, and it probably came to Hogwarts to seek revenge from me."

"It's my fault, it's the students who got involved."

"And my problem." Silk also shared the responsibility.

After knowing what it was, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. Although there is no solution to the problem, at least known enemies are more reassuring than unknown ones. She did not want to blame Sherlock the meaning of.

"Don't feel guilty, you just did what you should do. Now it's time to find a way to stop the students from having such nightmares. The three nights have already affected the entire Gryffindor students. After tonight is over, it is very likely that all the students in the school will have the same dream."

(End of this chapter)