Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 237 The Imprisoned Creature
It took Vernon a long time to realize that his wife knew a wizard.

He looked at Penny questioningly, as if meeting her for the first time.

"Oh, Vernon, don't look at me like that...he was my childhood neighbor..." Petunia explained awkwardly.

"Okay, let's forget about the past," Snape said, "Before I give you the magic power test, I need to explain a few things," he turned to Professor Flitwick, "Professor Flitwick, do you mind if I come Do you want to explain?"

"It's all right," Flitwick waved his hand gently, "You explain it, Severus, I'm still happy to be free."

Snape nodded to Professor Flitwick, and continued: "I think all of you should listen carefully... You may be wondering why the Ministry of Magic insists on keeping you and forcing you to complete the test, just like . . . ah—to the displeasure of Mr. Dursley."

"I dare not say that we know all about the situation, but one thing is certain—magic has awakened. You have become magic awakeners who can use magic, but I can't call you wizards, because you don't understand the principles of magic, and you don't know how magic works. I don’t know how to use and channel my power.”

"If the magic power in your body is not properly guided, or even suppressed by yourself or the social environment, then you will be parasitized by a black magic force, which we call silent, so you need to accept magic Education, and that's why Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic are offering this magic test."

"Usually only young wizards who have been tortured and abused will be parasitized. However, no matter you are children, adults, or humans, you are no different from wizard children during the period when you just awakened your magic power."

"If you have a powerful force in your body and you don't receive counseling, you will not only kill yourself, but also kill the people around you. It is undoubtedly stupid to allow you to withdraw from the test without permission."

Snape paused, there was a menace in his voice that was out of proportion to his age, and even the most obstinate Dursley had to listen to him.

"Of course," Snape continued, "Hogwarts' teaching resources are limited, and we don't have the power to let all the awakened Muggles receive magical education."

"Usually speaking, Hogwarts only admits forty new students each year, so we can only select people with the most powerful magic power to join the school. The stronger the magic power in the magic awakened person, the easier it is to produce silence."

"So I also want you to understand that for those who are less powerful we cannot admit you to school, but for those who are powerful admission will be mandatory and will ultimately save your lives .”

"Perhaps there are some of you who are hostile to wizards," he glanced at Dursley, "I hope you know that this event is not promoted by the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts alone, and the Muggle ZF executives also agree with us So, Mr. Dursley, you can put down your driver's license."

Scattered laughter erupted from the crowd, and Vernon Dursley, flushing, stuffed his driver's license in his pocket.

"He...how did he know it's called a driver's license?" Vernon asked his wife in disbelief.

Penny poked her husband and whispered, "Vernon, stop talking...he's my neighbor, how could he not know what a driver's license is?"

"But--"

"Close your ears and listen," Snape pointed at the Dursleys with his wand, "Very good, it's much quieter... Next, I'm going to talk about the rules of this magic power test. We will divide the magic power levels of the awakened There are six levels of S, A, B, C, D, and E, and those above level C can enter Hogwarts."

Snape raised a cylindrical silver magic device on the table, tapped it with his wand, sparks flew everywhere, and at the same time, there was a bang from the end of the device, reminding Christine of Professor Hagrid's explosion. tail snail.

"As you can see, this device does not test my magic power level, because it can only be used to measure relatively weak magic power, for powerful Awakened. We will use this to test," Snape pretended Smiling, he turned to the Ministry of Magic examiner beside him, "Please..."

The examiner nodded, and whispered to several staff next to him. The fake bush behind the river was opened, and it turned out to be a huge secret door.

Four people struggled to get out of the door, pulling on the iron chain. A thick shackle was attached to the end of the iron chain. A small dragon was dragged out with the shackle around its neck.

The image of this little dragon is very strange: its body is translucent, exuding silver-blue light, its glowing heart can be seen directly through its chest, its eyes are also shining brightly, and its translucent head is invisible. Shaking patiently from side to side.

Professor Flitwick stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and raised his hand to touch the dragon's head, but he was too short to reach its head, so it bent down tenderly and put its nose on Flitwick's head. Professor Li Wei's palm.

"It's called a mana dragon," Flitwick said with a smile. "It's a very rare and beautiful dragon. It feeds on mana. When it eats mana that satisfies it, it will Be quiet and listen to the wizard's orders, so we can use this habit to test the quality of the awakened man's magic."

"Thank you Professor Flitwick for your explanation," said Snape. "Mr. Dursley, you can let this lovely little dragon feel your magic. Oh, yes, I want to remind you that when it draws When it comes to very bad magic, it will fly into a rage."

Dursley's face darkened a little, and Snape admired his performance with satisfaction.

"Hurry up, there are still many people waiting in line behind."

The mana wyrm roared impatiently, revealing two rows of translucent teeth, and the chains rattled, causing the Dursley to step back.

No way, the two Ministry of Magic staff had no choice but to push Dursley in front of the mana dragon. He bit the bullet and stretched out his big hand like Flitwick. When his hand touched the mana dragon's head, The dragon stuck out its tongue, and its body color turned blue, as if it was about to vomit.

Snape gleefully picked up Dursley's information, and scribbled a few words with a quill.

"Very good, it's a standard E-level. Of course, there may be a slight problem with the Muggle ZF's statistics. Maybe you are not an awakened person at all." He lowered his eyes and looked at Dursley's information, "Oh , Your son Dudley Dursley is also on the list of magic awakeners, but I didn't find any children here."

"I will never let my baby touch a dangerous dragon!" Petunia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly broke out.

Vernon also yelled: "My son was left at home by me. He went to a party with his decent friends last night and is now asleep! Our neighborhood is very safe, you don't want to plunder my son from home!"

Before the words were finished, the door opened, and two Ministry of Magic staff and a tall, fat boy walked in together, and the Dursleys' eyeballs almost flew out.

"Oh my god, my little Dada!" Petunia screamed, "Why did you come here?"

Dali rubbed his sleepy eyes, staring at his mother in a daze.

"A sheriff knocked on the door of the house suddenly. He said he had something to ask me, and then he sent me here. By the way, what are we doing?" Dali said, he didn't understand the situation at all.

"Sheriff?" Penny seemed to faint, "Is our zf really cooperating with them?"

The mana wyrm roared furiously, the Dursley's magic still making it sick.

Snape gestured to Christine, "Come here!" He said curtly, "Keep the dragon quiet."

Christine understood in an instant that Snape still wanted him to jump in line and finish the test after all.

This may be because Snape hates the bright summer sun and the fireplaces that fill the entire Ministry of Magic. He just wants to go back to his dark room and hide in an environment that is more suitable for the "survival" of Inferi.

Christine didn't say much. He stretched out his right hand and gathered the magic power in his palm. When he put his hand on the forehead of the mana dragon, a dazzling white light radiated from the position where his palm touched the little dragon. White magic flowed into the mana dragon like blood flowing into a dry vein.

The little dragon became docile in an instant. It rubbed its mouth affectionately against Christine's face, and bent down to show his submission.

"Ding! You have come into contact with the specific black magic creature 'Mana Dragon'. Congratulations, you have unlocked the new ability 'Discernment'. At the same time, you will be rewarded with 10000 awakening points." The voice of the system sounded in Christine's mind.

discernment?Christine felt that the name of this ability was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have seen it in the exchange store... But in the exchange store, this ability was locked, and he did not expect it to be activated because of a magic test.

Another question arose in his mind. The mana dragon is not a black magic creature, so why would it trigger the reward judgment of the "Rise of Dark Magic" system?
"Level S," Snape pulled out Christine's information and wrote a few words on it. Then he stood up from the examiner's seat and dragged Christine to leave.

The Dursleys were still arguing with the Ministry of Magic, and Christine saw Dudley being brought before the dragon.

After the dragon was comforted by Christine, he became very docile and friendly, so Dali may also have a strong interest in this dragon.

"I want to ride a dragon!" he shouted.

So the Dursleys, who were still raised eyebrows just now, immediately changed their faces, and changed their minds to agree to Dali's participation in the test. He stretched out his fat hand, and the mana dragon stuck it expectantly.

But a strange thing happened, the dragon did not grow violent, but became stiff and dull, it retracted its head into its wings, and silver tears flowed from its two glowing blue eyes, and the tears flew quickly in the air. Volatile.

The little dragon was actually crying.

The Ministry of Magic tightened the chains nervously.

"What's going on?" Dali took a few steps forward unconsciously, the dragon's back was very close to the ground, he wondered if he could step up and ride the dragon.

The Ministry of Magic examiner stuffed the cylindrical magic device that Snape had demonstrated into Dali's hand, and with a bang, a puff of black smoke rose from its tail, forming a letter "C" in the air.

"Level C, this child is normal," the examiner said. "The problem with the mana dragon should be just a coincidence. It has nothing to do with this child. It may be too nervous to see so many people at once."

The blue light emanating from the mana dragon began to turn gray-black.

"It's sick!" shouted a staff member who was pulling the dragon, "Would you like to ask Professor Hagrid to come over and take a look?"

Originally, Snape and Christine were about to walk out the door, but now they all turned around to observe what was happening.

Christine could feel an invisible energy gathering. Snape raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be observing the air, but he obviously found nothing.

Christine thought about her new ability, discernment.

He focused, trying to call upon this discernment within himself.

In his eyes, the world is simplified, and the people and things in front of him are all transformed into magical powers of different shapes and sizes.

He can see the impact of the magic power of all people or things on the space, and a mass of black energy is gathering in the chest of the mana dragon.

Christine forced himself to concentrate, watching the flow of each magic circuit, a thin translucent interface appeared in his field of vision——

name: silence
Category: Black Magic
Levels of danger:?class

Brief Description: A powerful dark magical energy that inhabits the tormented and restrained soul.Behind the powerful force is a fleeting life.

*suffering begets more suffering, pain begets more pain*
"It's silent!" Christine said loudly, "Everyone run away!"

Professor Snape also woke up as if from a dream, and he pulled his wand out of his robes, and Professor Flitwick did the same almost at the same time.

Dali, who was closest to the mana dragon, was petrified. He fell to the ground, completely at a loss.

Through her own identification ability, Christine saw that Mo Ran was about to break away from the mana dragon.

"Professor Flitwick!" he reminded, "it's coming!"

With a whoosh, the body of the mana dragon shattered, and a mass of indescribable matter flew into the sky. Wherever it went, even the air was distorted.

The room was in chaos, and there were screams of terror one after another, silently attacking Dali who was the closest.

"Armor protection!" Professor Flitwick jumped in front of Dali, raised his wand high, and propped up a magic barrier.

Silently screaming and wrapping around Professor Flitwick's body, hitting the barrier over and over again, Flitwick kept Dali behind him, and with a deafening bang, the barrier was broken through.Professor Flitwick took a heavy blow for Dali and fell to the ground motionless.

"No!" Christine yelled.

He waved his magic wand and summoned his terrifying guards. A blue-purple half-crow man with a sickle in his hand flew out, fighting with Mo Ran in the air. The staff of the Ministry of Magic also joined the battle. Call silently.

The half-crow man spread his wings and launched a dive, rounded the sickle and lifted it upwards, and was silently split by the sickle. It let out a piercing cry and exploded in mid-air. The air wave swept the entire room, grass blades and bushes Fly with the wind.

In the silent final neighing, Christine heard the weeping wailing of the mana dragon. In the end, everything disappeared, and the beautiful mana dragon disappeared, leaving only heavy shackles and iron chains on the ground .

Snape rushed to Professor Flitwick's side, his face as heavy as a piece of lead, and he pointed his wand at Flitwick's chest, muttering something.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic also surrounded them, but Snape bared his teeth and roughly waved them away like a beast protecting its food. From his face, Christine rarely saw the shadow of the Inferi.

After a long minute, Professor Flitwick regained his breath, and a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Send Professor Flitwick to St. Mungo's!" Snape's face also recovered a trace of blood, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, why are imprisoned magical creatures silently parasitized?"

(End of this chapter)