Ancient Warlocks at Hogwarts

"Damn it! What bastard is making fun of me!" A wizard who looked a little old and had a ruddy face that showed some intelligence appeared in the frame.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley were both frightened by Andre's magic. They had never seen a spell that could summon the people in the portrait from other places.

"I learned it in the Hogwarts library. This is indeed a very rare spell. If I hadn't been more interested in those ancient-looking books, I would never have found this spell." Andre He explained, and then said to Phineas in the portrait: "I have something to ask you for help."

"Kid, are you a student at Hogwarts?" Phineas, who was forced to come here, didn't have a good attitude. He said with an arrogant look on his face: "Is this how you ask for help?"

"Sorry, maybe I disturbed your rest, but I think you should not be able to refuse this. I remember that the portraits of the past principals of Hogwarts are obliged to do things for the current principal."

"I don't remember Hogwarts choosing you as the headmaster," Phineas mocked disdainfully: "Oh, look, who else is here? I was the one who tarnished the family name and was imprisoned in Azkaban. Grandson, you still dare to bring such a group of people into Blake's house, aren't you ashamed of your behavior?"

Sirius snorted coldly and ignored his great-grandfather's sarcasm. He turned his head directly. It was obvious that he had already known how Phineas treated him, or that the entire Black family treated him. , almost all have the same views as Phineas.

Ron on the side couldn't help but whispered to Harry: "I think I finally know why Sirius said that his great-grandfather was the most unpopular headmaster at Hogwarts."

Harry nodded in agreement.

As for Andre, he was also not angry at Phineas's words, but said calmly: "Of course I am not the principal, but I need you to return to Hogwarts and tell the current principal Dumbledore what is going on here. profitable."

"Don't expect me to do anything for you. Also, you'd better get out of my house right away. You are not welcome in the Black family." Phineas sneered and rejected Andre's request without hesitation. .

It seemed impossible to convince the former Hogwarts principal with words, so Andre had to raise his wand and said: "So do you want this portrait to be burned? Forget it. Let me tell you that in addition to summoning you here from Hogwarts, the magic I have can also prevent you from going to other frames. I don't know if the frame where a portrait is burned is burned. Can a portrait continue to exist in another portrait?”

This statement should have really threatened Phineas. There was a nervous look on his shrewd face, but the old principal still refused to be outdone and said: "Okay! You can give it a try, I want to see it too." Let’s see how a Hogwarts student dealt with a Hogwarts Headmaster.”

Andre smiled, he would not be intimidated by Phineas's harsh words, and a ball of orange flame burst out from the tip of the wand.

"Andre!" But Hermione called out uneasily.

Phineas's eyes immediately moved from the flame to the little witch. He obviously wanted this girl to persuade Andre, who seemed to be very reckless.

However, things were certainly not that easy. The little witch's cry did not stop Andre's action. His wand was very close to the portrait, and he could even see that the canvas made of magic materials on it had curled up slightly.

After waiting for about ten seconds, no one stood up to reprimand Andre. This allowed Phineas to finally understand the current situation. He shouted angrily: "That's enough! That's enough! I I can help, now get your damn wand away from me!”

After hearing this, Andre took back his wand. He turned his head and smiled at the little witch. In fact, he didn't really intend to burn the portrait of a Hogwarts principal just now.

Moreover, what he said could prevent the portrait from moving in each frame was also a lie. The spell could only summon the portrait from other places and did not restrict other functions. The reason why he said that was just to scare Just to scare the old principal.

In the end, Phineas really believed what he said, and he never tried to leave here and return to Hogwarts from beginning to end.

"Okay, tell me what you want to say. I don't have that much free time to waste with you scum." Even though he agreed to help, Phineas's attitude was still very bad.

This was not just because Andre had just threatened him. This principal was from Slytherin House and had always been a fanatical believer in blood theory. It was strange that he had such a good attitude towards the Gryffindor members in front of him. , even though Andre didn't say which house he was from, the iconic red hair of the Weasley family on the side had already said everything.

After repeating what Kreacher told them to Phoenix, the old headmaster couldn't help but frown: "Are you saying that my grandson Regulus died for the locket left by Voldemort?"

Although he believed in the supremacy of blood, he did not have a good impression of the Dark Lord Voldemort. To put it bluntly, the guy himself was just a mixed race. In the eyes of the older generation, he was not a pure-blood wizard.

"Yes, and the locket is still here. We can't destroy it with external force, so we want to ask your help to notify Professor Dumbledore." Andre nodded.

"Okay, I will go, but I hope you can bring Regulus' body back from the cave. I don't want the last heir of the Black family to not even have a tombstone." Phineas said.

In his eyes, Sirius, who was kicked out of his home, was obviously not the heir to the Black family.

"Don't worry, old man, Regulus is my brother. Of course I will bring his body back." However, Sirius didn't mind this sentence. Instead, he made a rare promise.

"I hope so." Phoenix glanced at his grandson for the last time, and then disappeared from the frame.

Afterwards, they waited in this bedroom for a long time before they saw Phineas's portrait reappearing here.

"Why are you looking at me? You are not looking for Dumbledore. He is at the door. If you don't open the door for him, do you think he can apparate into this house?" The old man's words were still as annoying as before. Dislike.

But this time, no one refuted him, because the news he brought made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.