Collect dragons from Hogwarts

Chapter 40 Death Eaters in School

Zhang Zhe returned to the dormitory and went directly into the box of the Traceless Stretch Spell to get his pajamas.

Then after thinking about it, he took the mousse out of the box again.

He is not going to keep Mousse in a box, even if it has changed a lot now.

Now Zhang Zhe has some strength, so there are some things that can be put on the bright side.

For example, the current Mousse, this magical creature with dragon horns will not make other people think it is a fire dragon.

When he came to the desk, Zhang Zhe wrote a letter to Grindelwald to report that he was safe, and then asked Mousse to deliver it before changing into pajamas and getting ready to go to bed.

.........

The next morning, the fourth-year Ravenclaws had herbal medicine classes.

Herbal medicine class is Zhang Zhe's favorite subject besides magic class.

Because in the herbal medicine class, Zhang Zhe was able to learn about many herbal plants that contain energy from Professor Sprout.

This allows him to better find these snacks for tooth-beating festivals in the wild.

Herbs that don't have much energy, but can slightly increase growth rate, are of course just snacks to Zhang Zhe.

After all, the powerful dragon body is far from being improved or changed by the efficacy of these herbs.

While eating in the restaurant at noon, the old classmates also expressed a warm welcome to Zhang Zhe's return.

With great difficulty, he was freed from the crowd and on his way to the classroom for his afternoon class.

Zhang Zhe discovered that because of his outstanding appearance, he had become the focus of Hogwarts, and people would peek at him wherever he went.

Even some students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang who came to participate in the Goblet of Fire competition followed him.

But when he turned around and looked over, everyone pretended to be nonchalant.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhe had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, "Have you never seen them like this before?"

Moir, who saw Zhang Zhe's situation in his eyes, said with a smile: "You don't even think about it, you were only a little older before."

Just like Moore said.

In the past, Zhang Zhe was still too young. Even if he was very good-looking, others would only regard him as a cute kid.

But Zhang Zhe, who is now drawing money, is already a teenager.

After taking a photo of Renault who was snickering next to him, Zhang Zhe, along with Moore and Renault, went to the classroom where they had the Transfiguration class in the afternoon.

Transfiguration can be said to be the most magical and profound magic in magic.

When Zhang Zhe was in the first grade, he had always wanted to condense the art of transformation into a blood talent of his.

However, because the transformation technique was too profound, and there was no fixed magic spell, he failed to successfully condense it until he fell asleep.

He hadn't even touched the threshold of condensing the talent of transfiguration bloodline.

Now in fourth grade, the knowledge of transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagall has become much more profound.

Zhang Zhe, who had not completed the third grade knowledge, could not understand some of it.

So after class, he went to Professor McGonagall to privately ask some questions he didn't understand in class, and also to catch up on his third-grade knowledge of transfiguration.

After coming out of Professor McGonagall's office, Zhang Zhe did not go back to his dormitory, but went to Dumbledore's principal's office.

For the next period of time, he will come here every day to tutor in third grade magic knowledge.

If he didn't understand anything, he could just ask Dumbledore directly.

As soon as Zhang Zhe entered the principal's office from the spiral staircase, Dumbledore, who was busy behind the desk, pointed to a table next to him.

"The third-grade textbooks are all here. Take a look first and ask me if you don't understand anything. I'll finish the second game of the Goblet of Fire first."

Zhang Zhe nodded, sat down at what looked like a newly added desk, picked up the third-grade Potions textbook, and started reading.

Why watch Potions first?

Of course it's because Zhang Zhe doesn't want to hear Snape's harsh words!

Time passed slowly.

When Dumbledore finished his work, Zhang Zhecai took the textbook and asked some questions he had just accumulated.

"This treatment potion is needed to prepare..."

.........

Dumbledore looked at the sky outside, then at Zhang Zhe who was studying hard, and said.

"That's it for today. It's already very late. You should go back and rest. You have classes tomorrow."

Zhang Zhe, who was focusing all his attention on learning knowledge, raised his head blankly.

"Ah! What?"

He suddenly realized it when he saw Dumbledore pointing at the darkened sky outside the window.

"Oh, is it already so late?"

After getting up and stretching, Zhang Zhecai organized the textbooks on his desk and put them aside.

He said to Dumbledore while sorting out the textbooks.

"Have you found out what happened when the Horntail Dragon broke free from its chains during Harry's game yesterday?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "No, there is no clue at all."

At this point, Dumbledore paused for a moment before continuing: "And the person who put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire has not been found out yet."

"Could these two things be done by the same person?" Zhang Zhe said with a frown.

"I don't know yet."

Zhang Zhe was confused by Dumbledore's questions.

"This is Hogwarts, your place, but you don't know anything!!!"

Dumbledore was also a little ashamed, he said dryly.

"But I have a guess that these things may have been done by Death Eaters for Harry."

"I can also guess that this may have been done by Death Eaters. You need to tell me."

After Zhang Zhe despised Dumbledore, he continued to ask: "Then can you guess who in the school might be a Death Eater?"

"Igor, the headmaster of Durmstrang Magic School, was once a Death Eater."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he analyzed it himself without waiting for Zhang Zhe to ask.

"But it's impossible for him to do these things. Igor cherishes his life. In order not to be imprisoned in Azkaban Prison, he even told the truth that Barty Sr.'s son and Barty Jr. were Death Eaters. Out."

"It is impossible for him to do these things for Voldemort before Voldemort is truly resurrected."

After listening to Dumbledore's explanation, Zhang Zhe shook his head.

"As long as he is a Death Eater, it is impossible to rule out suspicion."

After saying that, Zhang Zhe also thought of Quirrell back then.

"How is the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year?"

Dumbledore heard Zhang Zhe's suspicion, he shook his head and said.

"It can't be Moody. He has captured many Death Eaters in the past and has a deep grudge against Voldemort."

"hope so."

After Zhang Zhe finished speaking, he also sorted out the textbooks.

"I'm going to go back and rest first. You should also rest early. When you're older, don't stay up late. Otherwise, you don't even need to light a lamp to go to the toilet at night."

"I won't be bald. I have thick hair. I will never be bald, ah..."

Amid Dumbledore's angry shouts, Zhang Zhe left the principal's office with a smile.

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