Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 103 Tracking the Black Magic

Peter boarded the Durmstrang ship again, and he returned the black book to Andonova, telling her the results of Constantine's investigation by the way.

"Enigal..." Andonova thought about it, "I have never heard of this name, anyway, thank you for saving me."

"I don't need to say thank you so many times." Peter said with a smile, "We're already even."

Andonova's room was replaced with new furnishings. A large sleeping bat hung upside down on a gold-plated stand on the top of the desk, and a brand-new set of magic instruments was placed on the table.

"Come and take a look at this," she took Peter's hand and dragged him closer to the magic instrument. "I invented it after thinking hard over the Christmas holiday, and you will definitely like it."

Peter took a closer look and found that it was a circle formed by several intertwined silver chains. "Is this... Ouroboros?" He asked in surprise.

Speaking of magic, she started talking non-stop again: "Yes, Ouroboros, also known as the Knot of Fate, it has no beginning and no end, while devouring itself, while gestating itself, this symbol symbolizes Infinity symbolizes the cycle of life and death, and by unifying life and death, one can obtain true eternal life."

"Uh..." Peter said a little uncertainly, he was afraid of hurting Andonova's heart, "This sounds a lot like Voldemort's hobby, are you sure I would like this... I hope your new experiment is safe Yes, without harming yourself."

She smiled guiltily, "The probability of making a mistake is less than one in ten..."

"Sure enough, you're trying a dangerous experiment again." Peter withdrew his hand a little angrily, "And what's going on with this big bat? It won't be related to your experiment, right?"

"I'm researching the lifespan of bats. After all, it's very difficult to find a vampire in the UK—" Andonova said halfway, Peter pretended to go out, she quickly grabbed Peter, her face was so far away from Peter's. Recently, Peter felt a strange urge.

"I was wrong, Peter, I'm not going to study resurrection and immortality anymore, I'll let the bats go in a minute... Forget about that experiment, and look at this—"

Peter was obediently dragged to a corner of the office by her. Obviously, this experiment was not as important as the one just now.

If the immortality experiment just now was a beautifully carved stone sculpture, this experiment is the scrap that was cut off.

There were two lead bases stacked on the floor, with dense silver needles stuck on them. Three chains connected the bases. Andonova tapped the middle of the chains with her magic wand, took out the magic disc, and two thin lines came from The center of the disk floated in one direction, shaking slightly.

"This device can improve the accuracy of the magic disk's positioning of black magic." Andonova said, "But... this experiment has completely failed. The lines have been twisting, making it difficult to observe."

Peter's eyes lit up.

"Tracking spell!" he said excitedly, "every corner of the castle has been cast with a very strong tracking spell. If we connect this device with the tracking spell, it can directly display the name and location of the person. By then Voldemort and his servants have nowhere to hide."

After hearing Peter's explanation, Andonova still didn't understand, but he didn't expect Andonova to understand. He waved his wand and conjured up a pre-printed Marauder's Map.

"I solemnly swear that I will not do good deeds."

Peter tapped the map with his wand, and the ink lines slowly unfolded, and the Hogwarts map appeared in front of them. Peter moved the heavy lead base onto the map, tapped it lightly with his wand, and the green light from the chains flowed into the map .

"Put the disk on."

"Oh well."

Andonova hung the disc in the center of the map, and two strands of filaments traveled on the map of the castle...

Peter swallowed, his heart pounding against his ribs, and he whispered into Andonova's ear, "Maybe we'll find out the truth soon, and the Ministry of Magic should give you an Order of Merlin..."

Andonova smiled, clenched Peter's hand, and said in a pleasant voice: "Then we can fight the enemy together this time, and don't send me away like Christmas."

"Okay." Peter agreed to Andonova with a smile.

The two filaments swim through the Forbidden Forest, across the Black Lake, and into the castle. They are always inseparable and do not meet. When they are entangled with each other, it means the existence of powerful black magic.

The filaments swam up the third floor, meeting for the first time in Peter's own office, a sharp green dot at the point of intersection.

"The first most powerful dark wizard has been found, do you want me to do it?" Andonova joked.

"No, this intersection obviously points to Voldemort's relic." Peter said with a smile.

The filament continued to walk, it turned around a series of stairs, and a second green dot appeared next to an empty wall on the eighth floor of the castle. Peter's expression became serious. Could this be the setting point for the second black magic trap? ?
Andonova glanced at Peter, but Peter shook his head, expressing that he did not understand this phenomenon, and the two continued to concentrate on watching Filament gradually descending another set of stairs, in a girls' bathroom on the second floor Mark the third green dot.

"The bathroom..." Peter mused, so far no one's name had been tagged.

The filaments went down all the way, and got into the deep dungeon of Hogwarts Castle. They meandered in the basement corridor, and they almost converged. It can be seen that the concentration of black magic here is still higher than other places. The traces of the last black magic attack What remained was, eventually, two filaments crossed in a slow-moving black dot.

The first black dot to be marked!
Peter bent down to observe excitedly, but he was soon disappointed, because there was a name marked under the black dot marked with green light: "Severus Snape."

"Professor Snape?" Andonova said in shock, "Could it be..."

"No..." Peter said, "He has been attacked by the black snake trap in the corridor, and he has a very strong black magic curse on him. It is not surprising that the magic disc misjudged it."

There's another reason Peter hasn't said yet: Snape was a werewolf and a Dark wizard, so it's not uncommon for Snape to be associated with the Dark Arts.

After marking Snape, the filaments began to swim like crazy, and it was difficult to see the order in which the intersections appeared.

They writhed as pale green dots in the Slytherin common room, and Peter saw the names of Draco Malfoy and Kristen Evan, while they were drawing pictures in the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest. Dozens of marks were displayed, including the position of the Durmstrang ship where Peter was at the moment, and it was not clear if he looked down, because every inch of Hogwarts had more or less black magic left.

After finishing the black magic tracking, Peter and Andonova straightened up together and gave each other helpless winks.

"It seems that the two of us are still a long way from the Merlin Medal." Peter said with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)