Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 333 Werewolves, Goblins and Dark Wizards

This afternoon, Hogwarts will hold the final competition of the Six Wizards Tournament.

At the same time, when this game is about to end, there will probably be a more important large-scale party organized by the respected senior Riddle himself, waiting for Harley.

But Harley seemed unhurried and leisurely, and was still chewing her breakfast as usual.

But other warriors cannot do this.

At this time, Krum kept a gloomy face and repeatedly cut the smoked beef in front of him, without even noticing that he had cut the beef into very small pieces.

Catherine repeatedly ravaged a hard-boiled egg, unconsciously crushing the peeled egg shell into tiny pieces.

Miguel faced the table of delicacies in front of him without moving. He just took out a pack of black, shriveled fruits, throwing one into his mouth from time to time and chewing it.

Furong's performance was much better than before. After all, she had participated in a world-class competition.

In addition, she has gone through mental training in the previous two competitions, and Harley has also provided magical guidance and psychological enlightenment, so she is obviously in a better state.

But even so, in the face of greater dangers and the death of warriors, Furong still seemed a little restless.

Harry had to tap her on the shoulder frequently to prevent Fleur from adding more fingerprints to the poor piece of bread in her hand.

After Hedwig brought Harry the potion ingredients she ordered from the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries, Hedwig just asked for a drink and left quickly.

Today, Hedwig is already a Sequence Six hypnotist, and her brain and body are becoming more and more powerful. Hedwig still has a more important task to complete.

"Harry!" After breakfast, Professor McGonagall walked along the Gryffindor table to Harry,

"Tell you bad news and good news."

"First of all, the bad news. According to the rules, relatives of the warriors are invited to visit the finals. But the Dursleys are not willing to come."

"Professor, how can this be considered bad news?" Harley wiped her hands with a handkerchief slowly.
"I had expected this. Rather, it is strange that they came."

"Professor, you might as well invite Professor Lupine and Sirius...wait, is this probably the good news?"

"That's right. In fact, that's exactly what we did." Professor McGonagall nodded, with a smile on her face, and rubbed Harry's head.
"We invited Sirius and Remus, but they have something to do right now and I'm afraid they won't be able to arrive at Hogwarts until ten o'clock."

"I will inform you again when they arrive. You can continue to prepare for the game."

"Okay, Professor." Harley responded politely.

After Professor McGonagall walked away, Hermione leaned her head over again: "Harry, what are you going to do right away?"

"Should we go to the last row of the examination room to check the information?"

"Harry, the competition is about to begin, you'd better relax with me."

Furong on the side also put down her knife and fork and asked seriously,
"Mom and dad have arrived at Hogwarts. You can accompany me to visit them."

"Besides, Dad often talks about your name and wants to communicate with you about potions again!"

Hermione glanced at Fleur quite dissatisfied, and poked Harry's side:

"Harry, the exam time is not far away now. We have to go to the classroom quickly."

"Although it's Professor Binns' History of Magic exam, it's always bad to be late."

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In the end, Harley chose to go to the examination room for the History of Magic exam.

Along the way, Hermione continued to discuss the possible test content, and expressed her confidence that she would win first place.

Harley didn't answer this and tried hard to control her expression and not laugh.

During this period of time, most of the consciousness was paying attention to the clone's actions, and he was extremely confident in his own strength.

Therefore, Harley's body did not move much. Apart from communicating with Fleur through magic, she was simply attending classes with other fourth-year students.

She even took the final exam that she didn't have to take, and answered the test papers perfectly.

Moreover, the wicked Harry deliberately did not let Hermione see the front of his answer parchment, and used his warrior privileges to place a large black book on the table, pretending that he had spent all the exams. time to check the information.

And when Hermione expressed "full of regret" that Harry did not take the exam, and announced with a bit of "reluctance" that she could only reluctantly accept the top spot in the grade.

The girl didn't know that Harley was secretly laughing in her heart at this moment.

Harry wanted to treasure this scene in his memory and use it to tease Hermione after the final exam results came out.

If possible, she even wanted to extract this memory, make it into a "famous painting", and give Hermione a copy as a souvenir.

Since he was going to bully Hermione, Harry would naturally not miss the History of Magic exam.

It's a pity that Professor Binns really didn't cooperate with Harry. As a professor, it was not convenient for him to collect the test papers. He chose to ask Hermione, the most active person in the class, to help him organize the test papers.

As a result, Harry's neat parchment, filled with answers, was naturally seen by Hermione.

This made Harley very angry.Damn it, the best fun is just gone!
When Hermione discovered this parchment, she quickly figured out the cause, consequences and key of the matter, and her face was full of shyness and fear.

Now recalling her "big words" two days ago, she really wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room on the stone floor with her feet, and then hide in it!
It’s so embarrassing!I don’t even dare to talk to Harley properly anymore!

As a result, Harry was naturally brutally pursued by the angry Hermione.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall arrived in time and brought the news that Harry's parents came to watch the game, which temporarily stopped Hermione's revenge.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, Harley may suffer tonight.For example... being suffocated to death on the bed with a ball.

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In Professor Dumbledore's office, Sirius was slumped on the couch, while Lupine was sitting on the handle of the couch.

"You two together can't even manage to sit like a half-wizard! Merlin, you guys don't look serious every day. It's really ugly!"

Phineas, the old headmaster who had the best relationship with Sirius and Lupin, complained unceremoniously on the wall.

"Old man, you said it wrong!" Sirius couldn't help but corrected,
"Lupine is a werewolf, so he can be considered half a wizard! As for me..."

He jumped up from his chair and transformed into a big black dog in mid-air.

After barking "woof, woof, woof" a few times, Sirius proudly changed again and lay down on the chair:

"My Animagus is a dog, so I can make up half a wizard! Therefore, the two of us together should be able to make a wizard!"

Phineas couldn't help but cover his face, so as not to look at his inconvenient descendant.

He seriously suspected that Sirius had been in Azkaban for too long, so his brain had become hard to use.

"I obviously emphasized the sitting position! Who asked you how many wizards you two are!" Phineas couldn't help roaring at the top of his lungs, and scolded his great-great-grandson.
"Also, since when is Animagus not considered a wizard? Animagus is a kind of magic in transformation!"

"Those who can use these magics must be wizards! What do you mean by being half a wizard, you idiot!"

"Sirius, you have really disgraced our Black family! You are worthy of being a lazy and stupid lion born in Gryffindor!"

Before he finished speaking, Phineas was hit hard on the back of the head with a cane by a headmaster who graduated from Gryffindor:

"Who are you scolding? Why did Gryffindor provoke you! Don't blame Gryffindor for everything! Why didn't you say it was his Slytherin blood that was causing trouble!"

There was confusion on the wall again, and the usual Slytherin surrounded a group of Gryffindors alone.

Well, reverse surround.

Sirius didn't bother to pay attention to his ruthless great-great-grandfather, and resumed drinking the pumpkin juice from the glass bottle without any distractions.

And Lupine didn't look much better than him, still holding a large egg and ham sandwich in his hand.

Both men were in tatters.It was obvious that they had had an unusual experience before.

After completely solving the stomach problem, Sirius rubbed his abdomen and sighed:

"Finally a full meal! The smell of food in that place where dark wizards and werewolves gather is really disgusting!"

"Only those maggots that wallow in the manure pit every day can eat it!"

"Before this, I ate that kind of food every day." Lu Ping on the side suddenly said quietly.

Sirius's complaining words were stuck back in his throat.

He smiled awkwardly, ruffled his messy hair, and made an incomprehensible sound.

"Ah...um...this...I mean...I mean..."

Lupine ignored his brainless old man and looked at the clock hanging on the wall:
"Professor Dumbledore, when will Harry come?"

"Yes, I want to ask too!" Sirius instantly found the best material to change the topic, and he hurriedly echoed the question,

"Where is my dear goddaughter? I haven't seen her for so long, I miss her so much!"

"Shut up!" Lupine tried his best to look fierce and glared at Sirius.
"Have you forgotten what we have been suffering for recently? What we need now is to know how soon Professor McGonagall will lead Harry here."

"Before that, we have to complete the reporting work!"

"Oh oh oh." Sirius finally reacted, and then he shut his mouth obediently and said no more.

Lupine began to report to Professor Dumbledore everything they had seen and heard during this period, including the various abnormal behaviors of werewolves and dark wizards.

Professor Dumbledore listened to Lupin's report, nodded repeatedly, and asked for more details:
"...You mean that during this period of time, Fenrir Greyback often called the werewolf team leaders to discuss certain things?"

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded cautiously, "The leaders of those small groups of dark wizards often go to him."

"Normally Greyback would convene staff for meetings like now, but the frequency of meetings is very low and may not happen once every two to three months."

"But during this period, he would have a meeting almost every three to five days."

Professor Dumbledore nodded:

"Then have you ever heard what Greyback was talking to other werewolves and dark wizards about?"

"I don't know." Lupine grimaced and shook his head helplessly, "Professor Dumbledore, you know."

"My father offended Greyback, so I was bitten by him."

"It is precisely for this reason that although I am also a werewolf, when I enter a werewolf colony, I can only hang out on the fringes."

"Why is this?" The principal who was watching on the wall couldn't help but asked curiously, "Didn't that guy Fenrir Greyback bite a lot of people?"

"If he doesn't dare to give these werewolves high positions because he is afraid that these werewolves will hate him, then he probably doesn't have many clever werewolves at his disposal."

"Of course he's not afraid that I'll hate him," Lu Ping's face was full of helplessness. "It should be said that he still hates my father, so he rejects me."

"I don't care about this. After all, I don't want to join the core group of Greyback's men. I don't want to join them in harming others."

"But this also makes it impossible for me to know those more confidential events."

"Then can we learn the information Greyback said from other higher-status werewolves or the leaders of small groups of dark wizards?"

Professor Dumbledore asked.

"Sorry, Professor." Sirius interrupted the conversation for the first time.

"Remus and I tried for a long time, but these guys were tight-lipped too."

"This is very strange. After all, when Greyback discussed matters with these werewolves and dark wizards, he never prohibited the leakage of information."

"It is no exaggeration to say that after he talks to others in the morning, almost all the dark wizards and werewolves will know the full story in the afternoon."

"But this time, all the scum kept tight-lipped and we found nothing."

"The only thing that is certain is that they are planning something extremely bad, otherwise they would not be able to keep it so secret."

Before Sirius finished speaking, Lupine suddenly remembered something: "Wait, there is another very important thing."

"What's going on?" Professor Dumbledore asked solemnly.

"Professor, I suddenly remembered that during this period of time, goblins often appeared in werewolf settlements." Lu Ping spoke very slowly.
"And these goblins don't look like the goblins of Gringotts in the UK. At least neither Sirius nor I have seen them, and their accents don't look like them either."

"But their whereabouts are too secretive. Except for a few goblins selling low-quality wine to werewolves, we haven't discovered any more of their whereabouts."

"Goblin..." Professor Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

He didn't believe that goblins would go out to sell low-quality wine to dark wizards and werewolves. After all, everyone knew how poor these two groups were.

It's a pity that I can't do more research, because the goblin race is a very sensitive issue and has always been taken seriously by the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Professor Dumbledore let out a long sigh, always feeling like a storm was coming.

Goblins, werewolves and dark wizards... what a troubled time!

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(End of this chapter)