[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

As the sternly smiling white bones shattered and dissipated inch by inch in the black mist, a trace of black flame suddenly and silently burned, and soon it burned into a puff.

The black mist retreated cautiously, and Tom could even sense the vague fear they conveyed.

A black, furry bigfoot stepped out of the black flames quietly first, and then a black dog with a dignified and serious expression, as big as a bear, slowly walked away from the chilling flames. Coming out, Lin Kong stepped on the flames and stood in front of Tom.

"The living shall be alive, and the dead shall be dead." The black dog said solemnly, its eyes were pure black with no white at all, "You have crossed the line, wizard."

Tom moved his limbs, and the tentacles that had hung him up obediently put him down, stretching behind him with teeth and claws.

"Sirius Black?" he asked.

"This is just my possession." Black Dog replied, "This man has given everything he has to me."

"Sounds like some kind of witchcraft," Tom commented.

He did it on purpose. His instinctive reaction to mutated magic made him feel that he might not be able to defeat this guy who came to answer the curse of Bloody Baron, but he had seen it before in Hogsmeade Village. It was dangerous, but it also showed kindness to him. ——It threw the cloaks left by the dementors to him. Without those cloaks of the dementors, it was difficult for him to say whether he could survive the initial mutation safely. So he deliberately and recklessly stabbed it with this sentence to see if it was on the lawful side or the evil side.

Even if it really annoys it... It originally came in response to Barrow's curse, so does annoyance to the enemy count as annoyance? No matter what, Principal Dumbledore is still in school.

Dumbledore: ? ? ?

The black dog looked at him calmly, his eyes were majestic and kind.

"This is a fair deal." The unknown person inhabiting the black dog declared, "He has died of exhaustion in the cold water, but his wish has not been fulfilled... As the patron saint of the dead, I generously allow him to be my The incarnation continues to move in the world."

A thick layer of cold sweat broke out on Tom's back.

What is the difference between this guy's words and self-destruction of his identity...

Hearing about the patron saint of the dead, trading, and seeing a big black dog (although it is just said to be a shelter)... well, the elements are basically put together. Who can not think of Anubis?

Tom asked it tentatively: "You don't seem to be a god here?"

The corners of Black Dog's mouth turned up in a subtle and cold arc: "The aggression is mutual."

Tom was not going to ask any more questions. Knowledge has permissions. It is not a good thing to obtain knowledge beyond one's ability. It is often the beginning of disaster. People cannot control knowledge beyond their own authority. .seven

He turned the topic back to Sirius Black: "You have graciously allowed Sirius Black to continue to be active in the world because he has an unfulfilled wish - but his wish is not a good one, is it?"

"No." Black Dog said.

"No?" Tom repeated in surprise, "You mean, he escaped from Azkaban and finally sank in the sea exhausted, not to hunt down Harry, but because..."

His mind was working rapidly, but the missing information prevented him from inferring anything. He could only conclude that there was a high probability that Sirius Black had no ill intentions towards Harry. So what could make him desperate to escape from prison, and even if he died on the way, he still struggled in peace, and even alerted the patron saint of the dead?

"Because..." Tom asked, "What danger did he find Harry in? And this danger was hidden and not noticed by others, so even if Harry is theoretically the safest at Hogwarts, in Dumbledore He cannot feel at ease even under the protection of Principal Lido..."

"What..." Tom muttered.

Probably because his words triggered some keyword, Black Dog's face twisted. For a moment, the blackness in the whites of its eyes receded quickly, and the flames under its feet also disappeared - it fell to the ground with a "snap", and hatefully squeezed out a name from between its teeth: "Peter!"

In the next moment, its eyes turned completely black again, and its expression returned to solemnity. But this time it no longer stood in the air with the flames on its back, it simply stepped on the ground.

"That was Sirius Black just now?" Tom asked in surprise.

"Yes." The black dog nodded solemnly, and his furry, erect ears swayed.

"Did he just say Peter?" Tom asked, "I know there was a Peter, the one who reportedly went after Sirius after learning about his betrayal, but was blown to pieces by Sirius."

"Too many irrelevant topics have been talked about." Black Dog said, "That is the fate of others. You should think about yours."

From these words, Tom smelled the smoke of a fight about to begin.

Since the appearance of Black Dog, his peaceful attitude and willingness to talk to him about "unimportant topics" made him once think that this person had a certain degree of goodwill towards him. But now it seems that the other party is planning to get serious.

Finished. he thinks.

Of course, he is also a handsome young man who is familiar with fantasy novels and once dreamed of lighting a divine fire and holding a sacred throne. But now he is seriously facing a suspected god, and there is always a kind of novice who mistakenly enters the final level map...

Poor, weak, helpless. But it can be eaten - specifically referring to the mutant magic power in his body that is still eager to try.

I wonder if Principal Dumbledore can resist... Anyway, the school motto of Hogwarts is "Do not disturb the sleeping dragon". The difficulty of slaying a dragon and killing a god should be about the same... right?

"Harry is also my friend," Tom tried to delay for a while. He had already used a trace of magic to sneak under the soles of the feet, trying to snake out from under the floor in order to alert dear Dumbledore. headmaster. "There is a connection between caring about his fate and caring about my fate."

"The road of destiny is lonely." Black Dog said meaningfully, stretching his forelimbs lazily, "I came here today as an invitation and need to fulfill my duties. So -"

It stood up straight and stared at Tom with pure black eyes: "Meet your fate, Tom Locke."

An air of coldness and death emanated from it.