Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 170 Constantine's Invitation

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Snake was sleeping in the bathtub, and Peter was staring at a large group of green spells intently.

Kreacher cautiously appeared in the corner of the office, "Mr. Peddy, I have your letter."

"Thank you, let it go." Without raising his head, Peter tapped one of the green spells with his wand, as cautiously as placing a speck of dust on the spire.

Kreacher put the letters on a tall stack of envelopes. Most of these letters were sent by readers who had read "Sin and Lies Under the Legend", and they were of little value to Peter.

When it was noon, Peter made himself a cup of strong tea to refresh himself. The time was getting tighter and tighter, but he still failed to construct a spell system that was effective and precise enough to search for Voldemort's body or his leftovers across the country. under the Horcrux.

He took out Regulus' locket from his collar, and read Regulus' last letter again.

"I'm willing to die, because you are only a mortal of flesh and blood when you meet your opponent."

Peter swore that he would never disappoint Regulus' sacrifice, and he sorted out the destroyed Horcruxes in his mind.

Riddle's diary, the soul in which was consumed by the sacrifice ritual of summoning Helbo.

Slytherin's locket, destroyed by the basilisk's fangs.

Ravenclaw's diadem, destroyed by Fiendfire in the Room of Requirement.

Peter learned from the memory given by Slughorn that Voldemort divided his soul into seven parts, so except for the one in his body, there are three Horcruxes that have not been destroyed. According to Dumbledore's speculation, Two of these three pieces are supposed to be the Hufflepuff Cup and the Resurrection Stone.

No clue, no leads.

Searching aimlessly for Hufflepuff chalices and resurrection stones is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Peter pinned all his hopes on the green spell. He stood up, pulled the pile of letters casually, changed his mind, and cleared his mind a little.

He tossed a few apparently unfriendly letters into the stove, and picked up the letter Kreacher had delivered for him in the morning, a wax seal with a pompous figure of a hexagonal devil, which he almost swallowed. Throwing it into the stove, luckily he saw the sender's signature.

"Your good buddy: Stanley Constantine"

Peter smiled, and opened the envelope. Two tickets fell out, along with a piece of cardboard from a Ska cigarette pack. On the cardboard was written:

"I heard about your troubles from Sirius, come to Egypt to see the Weird Sisters tour, I sponsor you two front row tickets, I believe you will gain. Ps you know who to go with Is it? Ps2 hint: it’s not Sirius, but the pretty one.”

Peter didn't know when Sirius and Constantine got acquainted, but it wasn't surprising that they were both security officers with a similar cynicism.

……

Sunday.

The capital of Egypt, Cairo.

Peter and Andonova walked on the tidy streets, where exotic and modern styles complemented each other.The lawns on the side of the road are neatly constructed, and the antique buildings on both sides of the street tell a long history.

The two turned into a narrow alley. An Arab man in a white robe was pulling a camel. The wooden cart behind the camel was filled with red and red dates. The sweet smell is evaporated into the air.

Both Peter and Andonova were dressed in authentic Muggle clothes today. In order to cope with the scorching sun and raging wind and sand at the edge of the desert, Andonova put on a sun hat and a light scarf. It stands out especially against the backdrop of yellow.

"...Of course the Weird Sisters don't give a concert at the Cairo Opera House," Peter gossiped. "Egyptian wizards have their Ministry of Magic, too, and their secret haunts."

"You know so much. I hardly ever leave Durmstrang."

"You guys think too highly of themselves, and you won't even reveal the location of the school."

Andonova said with a smile: "When you become a professor in Durmstrang, I will tell you all the secrets, but not now, what if you go elsewhere?"

After twisting and turning, the two came to the bottom of a tower. For thousands of years, devout believers have used the bell of the tower as a sign every day to work and rest on this land.

Peter walked around the stone pillar under the tower, drew out his wand and tapped a sphinx relief, the ground suddenly rumbled, the stone slab under Peter and Andonova's feet slowly fell to the ground, and a new stone slab was filled in. In order to prevent the entrance from being discovered by Muggles.

The two walked down from the stone slab, and there were seven identical mechanism pillars beside them. A dark-skinned wizard was standing on one of the slate slabs and slowly rose to the ground.

Peter and Andonova walked out of this dimly lit stone room together, and the scene in front of them suddenly opened up. The prosperity here is not inferior to that of Diagon Alley. On the narrow street, wizards riding camels walked around, hawking Cactus flowers, quicksand bottles and other magical gadgets.

"This is the trading center for Egyptian wizards," Peter introduced. "Usually they live scattered among Muggles, and they come here when they need to buy things or participate in wizarding activities. The Gringotts Egyptian branch is deep in the street. I know A Bill Weasley worked there."

At this time, three enthusiastic Egyptian wizards walked up to them, each wearing a turban, pulling five camels loaded with sundries.Peter rented two camels from them, and bought two pairs of desert-style sandals and a windbreaker.

Peter and Andonova rode camels and put on desert sandals, looking completely integrated into the ranks of the locals.The camel's soft feet stepped on the stone road without making a sound. Andonova stroked the camel's neck hair, and the camel's eyes with long eyelashes looked forward tenderly.

Andonova looked at the dome that mimicked the sky, and said in admiration: "The underground area is much larger than it looks from the outside. They obviously used the traceless stretching spell on a large area."

Except for businessmen, most Egyptian wizards have serious faces. This is a country built in the desert, and the harsh natural environment has created people's harsh personalities. In the place, the surrounding atmosphere has obviously become active, and foreign wizards from afar are everywhere.

Twenty minutes later, Peter and Andonova took their seats in the prime position in the first row. The stands were full of voices, and enthusiastic fans from all over the world unfurled various banners, eagerly looking forward to the opening of the concert.

There was a bang, the fireworks sprayed out, the lights turned off, and the weird sisters rose from the stage. The cheers of the audience almost overturned the stands. Taking advantage of the dim lights, Peter held Andonova's soft hand.

Like the Christmas ball held at Hogwarts, the eccentric sisters wore tattered black robes, and only the lead singer with the microphone in the middle wore a torn windbreaker and a white shirt with an open neckline.

Peter recognized the frontman's blond hair and blue eyes immediately - it was undoubtedly Stanley Constantine.

(End of this chapter)