Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 178
In the morning, the students were taking exams in their classrooms. The college dining tables in the auditorium were replaced with small desks with wide spacing. The fifth grade students were burying their heads in answering the theoretical test papers.

At the same time, in the principal's office, Peter and Dumbledore were talking face to face.

In the past month, Dumbledore has often traveled outside and rarely showed up at school. At this moment, his eyes are darkened, and old and tired climbed up his cheeks, making people realize that he is already an old man over 100 years old. .

Peter told Dumbledore in detail about his work on building the green spell circuit, and Dumbledore nodded repeatedly, "Very well, Peter," he praised, "Even I can't think of a better way than this, frankly Say, some of my recent work has proven to be a waste of time."

"What are you up to?" Peter asked.

There was a complicated expression on Dumbledore's face, he hesitated for a moment, and he replied evasively: "It's nothing, I went to some places, visited some people, and did some work. I intend to seek the solution to the curse." method, but the result is not satisfactory.”

"You mean the curse in Severus?"

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "As for Voldemort, we can wait. Sooner or later, he will show his feet, but Severus has no time to wait..."

"Not all magic has a cure," Peter said gravely, "especially malevolent black magic."

Dumbledore put his fingertips together in his signature gesture of thinking, "From what I know of Voldemort, he is unlikely to be kind enough to leave a cure. Even the most brilliant dark wizard can't lift this curse." kind of a curse - oh, I mean, Severus himself is a Dark wizard - and now it seems the only way to do it is to..."

"Kill Voldemort and let the magic fail naturally," Peter said.

Dumbledore nodded, "...I have communicated with Ms. Burns. Once Voldemort's whereabouts are exposed, the Ministry of Magic is on standby. Compared with Mr. Crouch, Ms. Burns is better at listening to different opinions. She has adopted On my own advice, evacuate the dementors from Azkaban."

"This is a change that hasn't happened in hundreds of years," Peter said with a little surprise. "Since 1718, criminals in the wizarding society have been guarded by dementors. In 1745, the then Minister of Magic Edric Digger who once advocated the removal of dementors, but ended up dying of dragon pox himself."

"The use of dementors as jailers is the last thing I disapprove of," said Dumbledore with disgust. "It is a disgrace to wizards to allow the most wicked dementors to torment our fellow man. At the same time it is stupidity. Dementors and Dark wizards are natural allies, and if Voldemort returns from the dead, the dementors will inevitably fall to him."

"Now Azkaban is guarded by Aurors, but there are too many dementors near the North Sea, this job is really hard work. My old friend, a retired Auror, Alastor Moody, volunteered to There to help, but..." Dumbledore showed a mischievous smile, "Alastor caused a lot of trouble there, and several prisoners complained about him, saying that he was scarier than a dementor."

After exchanging information with Dumbledore, Peter got up and left the principal's office. Before leaving, he asked, "Dumbledore, how long do you think Severus has?"

Dumbledore didn't speak for a long time, and finally he said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe a month, maybe..."

"Understood, I will as soon as possible." Peter said briefly.

After this conversation, Peter locked himself in his office again to construct the spell circuit.

The spell area he needs is huge, which requires that the magic power consumed by each node must be reduced to a minimum, otherwise the spell network will soon run out of energy.

He added new nodes next to each green line like walking on thin ice. In order to prevent confusion and forgetting, he used magic to add notes next to each node. The fine text was thinner than spider silk.

All classes were suspended during the exam week, which gave Peter plenty of time.Kreacher often brought him food and drink from the kitchen, and helped take care of the snakes that needed a lot of meat; Sirius and Andonova simply stayed here all day to help, Sirius was responsible for adding annotations, and Andonova Some simple connection work can be done.

Time flies, Peter hardly has the time and energy to notice the gleaming castle window rails in the sun, and he is also blind to the satin blue sky. He only has hundreds of thousands of spell nodes in his eyes. If this job is completed, It will be thousands of times larger than Hai Erbo's defense device.

One afternoon, Harry, Ron and Hermione happily pushed open the office door.

Harry said excitedly: "Professor Peddie, I know what the content of the last match of the Triwizard Tournament is! It's too simple—" He stopped suddenly, startled by the dense green spells in the room With a jump, "...Sirius? Professor Andonova? Why do you..."

"Stop! Don't move!" cried Sirius. "Don't touch those green things!"

Sirius's face was covered with stubble, which added a bit of wild temperament to him; Andonova was sleeping soundly across from Peter's desk, and Peter was concentrating on adding a new line not far from her shoulder. mantra.

Hermione said in surprise, "This is..."

"A device to search for Voldemort across the UK." Sirius raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, which had a deep depression under his brow bone.

"Sirius, have you been staying up all night?" Harry said in a low voice, so as not to wake the sleeping man.

"I'm fine. I slept for three or four hours last night," Sirius muttered. "Wormtail is scary. He hasn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights."

"Merlin!" Ron sighed, "Two days and two nights..."

Sirius suddenly remembered something, "By the way, what are you doing here, shouldn't you be taking an exam?"

"I'm a Triwizard Cup warrior, so I don't have to take the final exam. Ron and Hermione also finished the exam last week," Harry explained.

"What? Has it been that long?" Sirius looked surprised, "Is the exam week over?"

"That's right," Harry said inexplicably, "what's the matter with you, even if you're looking for Voldemort, you won't be so tired that your time perception becomes confused!"

Sirius leaned down and patted Harry on the shoulder, "No way, time is precious, if we can't kill Voldemort in time, Severus Snape will die. To be honest, I'm really not good at such tedious tasks work, but I can fight, and when we find Voldemort's hiding place, I'll be the first to go and fight him one-on-one—"

"What?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione exclaimed almost simultaneously, and Andonova shifted her face into her arms.Hermione said: "No wonder I always feel that Professor Snape is seriously ill!"

At this moment, Peter raised his head and looked at Sirius helplessly. Sirius casually brushed his hair on his forehead, and said angrily, "Ahem, I may have stayed with Hagrid for a long time..."

(End of this chapter)