Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 76 Second Meeting

Peter went on: "I don't know what spell Voldemort used, but he must have not really been resurrected, but in a ghostly state. He said he was inferior to the humblest remnant, and until recently there was no one who could. The entity with the wand."

"Yes, many of my sources indicate that Voldemort's remnant wandered in Albania before he stole the Sorcerer's Stone," said Dumbledore.

"And now he's at Hogwarts, and he's changed back to his student days," Peter said. "How the hell did he do it?"

"Maybe Quirrell brought him to Hogwarts, and the Philosopher's Stone made him young again," said Sirius.

"The Philosopher's Stone can only maintain people's lives, it cannot rejuvenate people." Dumbledore corrected.

"No matter how he did it, he obviously doesn't cherish his body. I didn't recognize him at first, but he took the initiative to show up and talk to me..."

Peter paused, then continued: "Therefore, there is a very bad possibility - Voldemort's cost of obtaining a body is very low, so low that it is worthwhile to exchange a body for my life, you must know that in his eyes How cheap a life is."

"That means a new attack could happen at any time?" Professor McGonagall asked sternly.

"Not necessarily, Professor McGonagall. In fact, there was more than a month between the first attack and the second attack, which shows that Voldemort's actions need to be fully prepared. So there is a more optimistic possibility-Voldemort's The body itself cannot last too long, and he is not afraid of exposing himself, because his remnant soul is difficult to destroy, I tried Fiendfire, but it didn't work."

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, "So let's focus on Voldemort's spy. Voldemort in the remnant state cannot get his body without the help of this spy."

"About this spy, I have some new investigation results in the past month..." Peter said.

Next, Peter introduced his investigation of Malfoy, the Magic Education Committee and Professor Andonova, and explained the characteristics of the Black Snake spell requiring human sacrifice (of course he concealed Andonova's dangerous experiment).

"...so the spy is either dead, or there are more than one, because releasing the black magic that summons the black snake requires the life of the caster as a sacrifice."

"There's also a gold locket that belonged to Voldemort," Sirius added hoarsely. "He kept it a secret, and my brother said... best to destroy it as soon as possible, but it's covered in layers of magic. protection, we couldn't even open it."

Dumbledore's eyes lit up: "Do you know where Voldemort hid it?"

"I saw that scene from the memory left by my younger brother before he died. I could only see a dark cave with a glowing stone basin in the middle, surrounded by a black lake full of corpses. To get the locket, one must drink the poison from the stone basin and be dragged into the water by the Inferi... My brother Regulus sacrificed himself in this way..."

"We will not let Regulus' sacrifice be in vain..." Dumbledore said, "Let me investigate the locket. I think it involves some of Voldemort's past life experiences. I was the one who put him in the first place." Brought into the wizarding world, I knew him better than any of you in his youth."

Dumbledore stood up: "Peter, Sirius, thank you, please have a good rest."

"Wait a minute, there is one more thing," Peter said, "Why did Voldemort attack Hagrid's cabin?"

"Maybe he thought Harry would be there, and Harry did hang out with Hagrid a lot," said Sirius.

"But there is a Yule Ball in the auditorium, and Harry, as a warrior, has to dance. Even Hagrid himself is in the auditorium, so why is there someone in Hagrid's cabin?" Peter said.

Dumbledore bent down, looked Harry straight in the eyes, and asked kindly, "Harry, where were you during the rest of the dance?"

"... Ron and I were walking in the gardens, and Hermione has been with...Victor Krum." Harry glanced at Ron, whose face had drawn longer than usual.

"So have you met anyone?"

"Ron and I ran into Professor Snape near the fountain, and he was taking points off the couples in the flowers, and he snapped at us 'what are you doing here?' He probably thought we were also... dating some type of."

Dumbledore showed a very unnatural expression, similar to the way he always made fun of people like an old urchin, "Well...it seems that Professor Snape didn't forget to work at Christmas, but Voldemort attacked The motives of Hagrid's hut are still unclear, in short, we have too little information."

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore, I'm still investigating the Black Snake magic last time, and I believe there will be results soon," Peter said.

"No, Peter, you and Sirius should take a good rest." Professor McGonagall said, "Those things can be left to us, and we will protect Potter."

"You don't have to protect me..." Harry said through gritted teeth, "I can protect myself, I don't want anyone to be hurt because of something about me, no matter Professor Peddie or Professor Snape..."

"Shut up, Potter," interrupted Professor McGonagall sternly. "You must be protected from excuses."

Everyone stood up, Dumbledore lost his chair, walked over to chat with Peter, the content ranged from his injury to a great paper in "Transfiguration Today", several people stayed for another ten minutes before leave.

The ward became quiet again, only Sirius and Peter were left. Sirius was lying on his bed reading a small book. Peter felt a little tired, so he lay down and closed his eyes. Just when he was about to fall asleep, the ward The door was roughly pushed open.

Sirius threw away the little book and bounced off the bed, "Stanley Constantine? What are the Ministry of Magic doing here?"

Hearing this name, Peter suddenly became excited: "Sirius, it's okay, it doesn't matter—Mr. Constantine, has the research on that magic book made any progress?"

Konstantin let out a big puff of smoke in the ward, "Fortunately, I heard that you lost an arm, so I think you may need my help—"

As he spoke, he took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Peter, with an address written on it.

"What's this?" Peter asked.

"This is a shop owned by a Muggle friend of mine, and I owe him a little favor..."

"so?"

"So I need you to spend some money in this store. They specialize in selling all kinds of prosthetics, and there are discounts for buying them from me."

"Didn't I give you 500 Galleons?"

"No way, the investigation work is much more difficult than imagined." Constantine grinned with a cigarette in his mouth.

"..."

What a mistake, Peter was already starting to regret asking Stanley Constantine for this favor, since it was about the Dark Arts, maybe Severus Snape would be a better choice, at least Snape was reliable.

(End of this chapter)