Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts

When Skeeter heard this unspeakable name, her whole body felt like she was electrocuted, and her trembling hands made her unable to hold her wand steady.

"Ah!...how dare you...how dare you..." she screamed.

This is also the first reaction of most wizards when they hear his name.

She dared to slander Chris in an exaggerated way and say he would become the Dark Lord, but given ten courages, she wouldn't dare say a word about the Dark Lord.

Seeing her dull eyes, Chris stood up and looked at her condescendingly and said:

"If you don't want to die suddenly in the wilderness and no one will find your body for several months, then honestly write something good for me."

Skeeter's trembling lips struggled for a long time to form a few words: "I... know..."

"Don't even think about escaping. We already knew you were an illegal Animagus, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get here." Chris stared at her expressionlessly.

Skeeter panicked for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and a trace of madness burst out in his eyes.

"Chris! I know you are also an Animagus! I investigated you before writing the manuscript. In the places where you directly killed the dark wizard, I saw... look..."

She murmured a few times, but suddenly she didn't dare to speak out.

Chris looked at her hesitant look and sneered: "What did you see? Scratches? Scratches from wild beasts? So what? Skeeter, I thought you were quite smart."

"I changed my mind. Now you can either plant a mark and swear allegiance, or die immediately... You are too stupid. I'm afraid you will do something bad."

Chris pulled out his wand and held it to her throat.

"I'll count to three. If you don't speak, you won't have to enjoy the sunshine tomorrow morning."

"three"

"I am loyal, I will always be loyal to you, Master." Skeeter was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and crawled forward to put his head on Chris's shoes.

He gave up before he even counted [-]. Dumbledore was really too kind.

"Don't call me Master, call me Sir." Chris looked at the old woman speechlessly.

Chris's soul was trembling as he said the words "Master" almost made him sick.

"Yes, yes, sir." Skeeter lay on the ground and stretched out his left hand.

Huh, it’s quite clear that the mark is planted on the left hand.

Chris has studied the Dark Mark. He really only studied it out of curiosity about this kind of summoning magic. He has never used it on anyone so far.

This is the only kind of dark magic that can be summoned and summoned, or even... magic.

Putting the wand against Skeeter's hand, a white magic with silver light slowly injected into Skeeter's arm.

Skeeter screamed in pain. Fortunately, this place was completely blocked, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

A puff of light smoke like water vapor rose up, and a swastika-shaped symbol seemed to be branded on her arm.

This damn time traveler’s bad taste.

"I'm glad you made the right choice, Ms. Skeeter. You can enjoy the sunshine tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and possibly many more days."

Skeeter's pale lips meant she was in great pain, but she still twitched her lips.

"Relax, this is not asking you to die. I won't interfere too much in your affairs, I just need you to write some truly wonderful reports."

Chris took Delux out of the villa, leaving Skeeter lying on the ground staring at the ceiling blankly.

What happened today was beyond her expectation. She thought Chris would take revenge, so she secretly investigated him. Skeeter was excited for a long time after knowing that he was probably an illegal Animagus.

Who knew that he didn't take the Ministry of Magic seriously at all, and there was definitely something wrong with being able to gather so many Aurors after leaving office, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

Chris looked at the four Aurors who had gathered and said, "Are you interested in having a drink?"

"Of course it's no problem, brother." Delis had to be said to be an outstanding horse boy. He could tell that Chris had something to ask them.

In an all-night bar in Newcastle, six people in black trench coats sat in a remote corner and looked extremely weird.

This was a Muggle bar. After casting the silent spell, Chris looked at the four Aurors sitting upright and asked Delis.

"What's going on with the Sleeping Dragon Society?" Chris suddenly realized that this organization seemed a little different.

"Everything is going well, many people have joined us recently!" Delis said excitedly.

"How many members are there now?"

"A total of 137 people!"

"Pfft...cough." Chris almost recognized the beer in his mouth.

When he left, Mianlong Society had only about 40 members. After more than three months of leaving, the number soared to more than 100?

You know, there are only over 200 Aurors.

"Where did so many people join in? Delis, what have you done?"

"Brother, it's not that I'm promoting Sleeping Dragon Society everywhere, but that more and more people are dissatisfied with the old guys in the Ministry of Magic. That guy Fudge has no guts to go against them. This Minister of Magic only knows how to maintain stability through vanity. "Delix spread his hands innocently and said.

The burly body coupled with the innocent expression can actually give people a sense of helplessness.

"That's fucking outrageous..." Chris couldn't help but tremble.

"How many of these people can you trust?" Chris felt that this organization was no longer a simple Auror mutual aid association.

"Well, I can't believe that much..." Delis lowered his head in shame.

The development time of Sleeping Dragon Society is too short, but the core dogma is the Auror Mutual Aid Association, which is not conducive to its development at all. Delis thought of Chris's excitement and trembling just now, and he felt that he must manage this for his elder brother. organize.

The core dogma must be changed, otherwise it will be too limiting.

"Don't absorb so many useless people. This is not good for the development of Mianlong Society. You don't want to see it, right." Chris pondered for a while before saying this.

His head is a bit big now. He is the founder of this organization, so don't cause a lot of trouble.

Delis nodded. There were many people with ulterior motives. He could see that something would happen if he had such a brain. There was no reason why his brother couldn't see it.

The core dogma must be changed, and those who cannot believe it must also become those who can believe it.

Delis felt that he had a heavy burden on him.

"Mike, don't be so nervous, I'm a teacher now..." Chris said, looking at the four people like Mudun.

"How is your family doing?"

"Thanks to you, they are much better." The man named Mike replied and then continued to say nothing.

Chris shook his head helplessly. These people were naturally trustworthy.

The first 40 or so Aurors were all considered trustworthy, but they were recruited by Chris himself.

Their living conditions were more or less not very good. Chris took them to bypass the Ministry of Magic's files and hacked a lot of galleons. He also blackmailed many former Death Eaters in those years, which improved their situation a lot.

In Chris's words, this is a corrupt world full of collusion between the powerful and the top officials of the Ministry of Magic, and they need to unite!