Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

Hogwarts.

After the 'Lockhart' incident was completely resolved, everything returned to normal for Harry, Ron and Hermione, except for going to Professor McGonagall's office every night to copy school rules.

There was no need to follow professors or monitor classmates, but they only had to think about going to class, doing homework, and playing Quidditch. At this moment, they realized in a daze that they were just second-year wizards.

However, it is unrealistic to say that Lockhart's incident has no impact on them at all. At least a very real problem is before them - if Lockhart is gone, what will happen to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class? manage?

"Oh, bless Merlin, we finally don't have to worry about that damn paper anymore." On the way to the Defense Against Dark Arts classroom, Ron waved his arms vigorously in the air and said with a rather proud expression.

"Ron, I think you are happy too early. We don't know how we will arrange our next Defense Against the Dark Arts class yet." Hermione retorted, and then said with some worry.

"Professor Dumbledore should appoint a new professor to replace 'Lockhart', right?" Harry guessed on the sidelines.

Hermione looked at him and retorted:

"But the academic year is almost halfway over. Where can Professor Dumbledore go to apply for a new professor?"

Harry said thoughtfully:

"Can we ask other professors from the school to teach instead?"

Hermione's eyes lit up and she said:

"Indeed, Professor McGonagall must have extremely rich experience in fighting black magic. Professor Dumbledore can completely let Professor McGonagall take over the class."

As she spoke, her expression became more and more adoring and expectant.

However, then she seemed to realize something again, and said thoughtfully:

"Of course, this will be very troublesome for Professor McGonagall, but there is only half of the school year left, and there are other professors who can help. I think Professor Flitwick is also qualified for the position of Professor of Defense Against Darkness."

At the end, as if she had convinced herself, Hermione's tone became conclusive, as if she had already seen that scene.

Thinking of this, Hermione's pace subconsciously accelerated a lot.

Harry next to him also felt that what Hermione said made sense and nodded repeatedly.

As for Ron, he didn't care much about how Dumbledore would solve the problem of the vacancy of the Professor of Defense against Darkness. He even secretly hoped that Professor Dumbledore would not have time to hire a new professor, and Professor McGonagall or other professors would not have the energy to do so at the same time. Serves as professor of two courses.

Of course, Ron also knew that this might be a bit fanciful, but after finally solving that crazy paper, he was happy to start such a fantasy.

Maybe it will come true?

Therefore, regarding the discussion between the two friends, he just said nonchalantly:

"Whatever, as long as it's not Snape who's teaching."

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Half an hour later, Ron looked blank.

It's not that he was right about Snape's substitute teaching, because the professor standing on the podium at the moment was not Snape.

But it was not Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, but a person that neither Hermione nor Harry had thought of, nor dared to think of - Dumbledore.

With a gentle smile, Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand twice to attract the attention of all the little wizards, and then said:

"I have to regret to tell you here that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mr. Gerald Lockhart, will not be able to continue teaching due to some accidents. Therefore, I will instruct you in the following courses. "

The young wizards who were originally surprised that Dumbledore appeared here suddenly started talking.

The next moment, Dumbledore's powerful voice became louder, suppressing all the noisy sounds, and only heard him say:

"I will explain the specific reasons to you during the Academy Cup. Now please turn your attention to the classroom."

"Please fully believe that although I had to leave my position as a professor for a long time due to my busy schedule as a principal, I have never given up learning new things, so you don't need to worry about what I tell you. Even though I am sleepy, I am also looking forward to the long-awaited professorial life where I will make progress together with you."

"Lastly, I heard that Professor Lockhart assigned a course paper..."

When Ron heard this, he straightened up his chest and raised his ears.

"...That will still be valid, and I look forward to your submissions at the end of the school year!"

Ron's eyes widened for a moment, and the next second, his whole person wilted as if he had lost his soul. He didn't listen to a word of Dumbledore's words.

And just when Ron was doubting his life, a small tower in Hogwarts Castle that had never been visited by students welcomed an uninvited guest.

This uninvited guest seems to be walking in the gap between reality and illusion, leaving no trace of reality.

But when the person came to the locked wooden door, the lock on the wooden door automatically opened to admit the visitor, and then automatically relocked after the person entered the tower.

At the same time, Dumbledore, who was lecturing, paused for a moment as if he was aware of it, frowned slightly in confusion, then shook his head invisibly and continued to lecture.

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In the ancient but not obsolete tower, there are no unnecessary decorations and furnishings, only a black table placed in the center of the room.

There is a large book made of parchment with a black dragon skin cover on the table. Next to the big book is a silver ink bottle, but the ink bottle is strangely empty, with only the ink bottle inserted sideways. A dark green quill pen.

The mysterious man came to the table, and the big book opened on its own, and the continuous yellowing pages seemed to turn over endlessly until there was an unfinished page.

After casually scanning it twice from beginning to end, the mysterious man's eyes suddenly fixed on one position.

Suddenly, there was a faint and unheard laughter in the empty tower. This laughter seemed to have some kind of magical power, infecting the surroundings with a strange atmosphere.

The shadows in the room seemed to ripple on a curtain of water, twisting and swaying gently.

And when the laughter died down, silence returned to the tower, just as it had been since the place was built.

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Knockturn Alley, Borgin and Burkes.

Amon came here after getting the information he wanted from the "Book of Access" in Hogwarts.

He stood in the dark and narrow alley, pinched the monocle of his right eye, looked at the dusty window of the wizard shop in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

Then Amon leisurely walked into this spacious and dark store - to be precise, it is a black store, because this antique store not only sells items with black magic or other dangerous items, but also accepts commissions for gray business. , its boss is even more greedy and lacks kindness.

When Amon walked into the store, he saw a dazzling array of items, but just by looking at them, you could feel that they contained unknown and dangerous power.

Examples include a withered human hand, a stack of blood-stained cards, and a glass eyeball that is motionless.

Amon adjusted his monocle, raised his head slightly, and looked directly into the hollow eyes of the ferocious mask on the wall that stared up and down.

All around, various human bones were placed on the counter of the store, and rusty, tooth-like instruments hung from the ceiling.

——These all illustrate the badness of this store and the extraordinary nature of Caractacus Bock as the store owner.

Of course, a store opened in Knockturn Alley cannot be kind, and the person who can gain a foothold in Knockturn Alley is even less likely to be a curly-haired baboon.

At this time, while Amon was still admiring the black magic shop with great interest, a man appeared in front of the counter bent over.

The man glanced at Amon, and then in a voice that was as greasy as his hair, he spoke with a sinister smile:

"Oh! Isn't this Master Nott? He's a rare visitor."

"What? Master Nott, a rich man like you is also interested in my dirty little shop?"

"Or is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Nott?"

"But I don't seem to have heard any news from the Ministry of Magic recently."

——For a long time, some pure-blood families, represented by an unnamed Malfoy, would sell some "bad" items to Borgin in order to avoid the inconvenience caused to them by the Ministry of Magic's inspections. -Bock Shop.

However, Amon certainly did not come here to sell stolen goods.

Amon slowly turned around, but because of the light and distance, the man could only see the lower half of his face, while Amon's upper half was hidden in the shadows.

Amon chuckled and said:

"Mr. Borgin, of course I have something very important to talk to you about."

"Oh?" Bo Jin heard Amon's words and moved his right hand invisibly, but on the surface he appropriately expressed doubts and curiosity:

"What's the matter?"

"This matter is..." As he spoke, Amon took two steps forward.

Bo Jin subconsciously looked at Amon's right eye. At that position, the monocle Amon wore in his right eye was glowing slightly.

For a moment, Bo Jin's heart skipped a beat and he secretly screamed.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to resist now.

Borgin's eyes glazed over and his smile faltered.

"Blindness and stupidity" effect!

This is the application of the fooling spell created by the "fooling" authority in the spiritual realm!

Then, after two seconds of silence, Bo Jin lost his last bit of struggle and became like a wax statue of human flesh.

Seeing this scene, Amon adjusted the position of his monocle, the smile at the corner of his mouth became more obvious, and then he added what he had just unfinished:

"Lend your body to use it."

It's a pity that Caractacus Bok will never be heard of...

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