The man behind Hogwarts

In the dark forest, countless thick and tall trees are like giants, holding up big umbrellas made of branches and leaves.

Paul waved his hand and dismissed the transformed mount, and walked forward leisurely.

As I walked, I hummed a tune from my hometown. It was different from the popular music today, and seemed desolate and simple.

Today's night was so quiet, it reminded him of that night in his memory.

Night, bonfire, ditty...

Everything was so peaceful and quiet until fireworks burst out in the sky and many more men in black appeared in the tribe.

Night, raging flames, one after another wailing...

Paul patted his head and shook off the unbearable memories. No matter what, he would definitely return to that land again, but instead of being tied to the execution frame, he would hold the staff of power.

He looked ahead and saw a faint light reflected from behind the big tree.

"Harry Potter, what a lucky man, he did what I dreamed of..."

Paul murmured and stepped forward, "To express my gratitude, I invite you to my home. I will definitely entertain you warmly."

Harry didn't reply, Paul smiled, Silence of the Lambs.

He waved his wand and cast a ray of light on himself. He turned around the tree and saw the source of the light.

A lantern covered by a black robe.

nobody?

Ran?

Paul didn't take it seriously, spread his hands, and the sensor bug pointed directly to the left.

"interesting."

……

Harry ran quickly through the forest, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, but mostly to the left.

Ever since he entered the forest, he had been silently estimating his position.

The direction of his escape was not to go back the way he came, because he knew he would not be able to escape the other party, but he found a glimmer of hope out of despair - Hagrid.

Hagrid's hut was on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Because he walked slowly, it wasn't very far away.

Because he lost his portable lamp, he could only follow the moonlight and fall to the ground from time to time...

Get up and keep running.

When he got up from the pit again and was about to run, he looked up and stopped.

There is a person in front!

"It's a little clever, but it doesn't work," Paul said softly.

He stood ten meters in front of Harry, standing on a tree root, looking at Harry from a high position.

Harry sat down decadently, "I still can't escape after all..."

"Professor Quirrell, you have come to this point, why not show your true colors."

"You said I was Quirrell?"

Paul asked rhetorically, and suddenly the image of the little turtle predicting good or bad came to mind, and he subconsciously denied it: "To tell you the truth, I am not that idiot Quirrell."

"How is it possible? Only Professor Quirrell knows that I will come here."

"Well... keep it secret." Paul closed his mouth and pointed his wand at Harry. He wanted to turn him into a little mouse, a little mouse that could be put in his pocket.

Although the transformation technique is difficult to exert its great power in combat, once combat is removed, it is indeed very useful.

Like now...

Seeing this situation, Harry's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Wait a minute - whether you are Professor Quirrell or not, I have only one question before I die, and I hope you can answer it for me."

"Who said you would die? I won't kill you, I just want to invite you as a guest."

won't die?

Harry was suddenly happy. The other person didn't look like he was lying.

"In that case, I'll just go with you. There's no need to use magic on me. I'm not your opponent anyway."

"That won't work..." Paul saw through his little trick, chuckled again, and blurted out the transformation spell.

"Don't~!"

It was not Harry Potter who shouted "No", but the sudden guest in the woods.

While in the air, a magic spell flew towards Paul, but was blocked by the defensive spell on his body. It did not cause any harm to him, but it was not without success. At least it distracted Paul and prevented him from casting the transformation spell.

The three Freds appeared, each holding their wands nervously.

"Harry come here quickly!"

Hermione called anxiously, and Harry hurriedly ran to the three of them.

Fred stood in front of the three of them and whispered: "Who is he?"

"I don't know either. He keeps saying that he wants to invite me as a guest or something."

Fred nodded, turned around and tried to talk to Paul: "Sir, is there something wrong...?" Before he could finish his words, Paul fired a magic spell and attacked him.

"Be careful!" Hermione pushed Fred away and saved his life: "Run!!"

Several people hurriedly hid behind a tree, and everyone was a little panicked.

Fred glanced at Hermione gratefully, and then at the panicked Ron...

He said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will hold him back."

"But……"

"It's too late, let's go! Find the teacher, quickly!!" As he said that, he pushed the three of them a few steps away and waved decisively.

"Fred—" Ron hissed.

"Let's go!" Fred smiled decisively, turned around and hid behind the big tree, preparing to resist Paul alone.

Ron didn't want to leave, but Hermione and Harry pulled him and ran. As he ran, Harry took the opportunity to release blue sparks.

A blue spark like a shooting star rushed into the sky with a loud bang, then exploded and turned into stars all over the sky.

"Where should we go?" Harry looked at Hermione.

"Leave the Forbidden Forest first."

"Fred..." Ron's eyes were filled with tears. Hermione suddenly pressed his shoulders and said sternly: "Hurry up and find the teacher. Fred can still be saved. The longer you delay, the more dangerous it will be for him!"

After saying that, Hermione randomly found a direction and took the lead in running ahead.

But none of the three people noticed that they had quietly deviated from their route.

If you want to leave the Forbidden Forest, you should run to the left, but the three of them have changed directions in the process of escaping. The "left" now is not the "left" of leaving the Forbidden Forest, but to the right.

They are heading deep into the Forbidden Forest...

On the other side, when blue sparks exploded in the sky, several eyes looked over.

……

Inside the Forbidden Forest, Ronan was bathing in the moonlight and observing the stars.

He had previously taught William the divination skills of his family, and William gave him a star map in return.

Although Ronan said that their divination did not require that only centaurs could learn it, William always accepted this sentiment.

He would never let those who helped him suffer, so he specially extracted part of Jarvis's star map data and gave it to him.

I believe that just this part of the data is enough for him to study for a lifetime.

Using the star map, Ronan discovered that the mysterious starry sky in the past suddenly became much clearer.

What makes him even more happy is that divination is making rapid progress...

Today is as usual.

I found a place with strong moonlight to observe the stars.

At the same time, compare the data in the star map with the starry sky you observe.

Suddenly, a blue spark exploded in the distance.

Ronan first calculated the distance between himself and the blue sparks, and found that he should be the closest among the centaurs, so he took off the bow and arrow slung across his shoulders, took it in his hand, and moved his hooves towards the blue sparks...

……

In addition to Ronan, several pairs of eyes saw blue sparks.

Among them are the three-eyed ravens.

They were already hovering over the Forbidden Forest. When they noticed the blue sparks, they immediately flew over. During the flight, Hermione and the three fell into the eyes of the raven.

"The three little ones are here, what about Paul?"

William asked Raven to check, but found no one following behind the three of them.

At this moment, other ravens sent signals and found Paul, not only him, but also Fred.

"How did Fred get involved?"

William focused his gaze on a raven, and using his observation eyes, he saw the scene below.

A very strange wizard is chasing Fred. Under his attack, Fred has no power to fight back and can only run away in confusion.

"Is this Paul?" Looking closely at the strange wizard, although his appearance was completely different, William felt that it was him.

"Very strong and rich in combat experience."

William was a little surprised that Fred could survive several rounds under Paul without dying. That's okay.

After looking at it for a while, I discovered the secret.

Fred only used magic twice from beginning to end. One of them was used to attack Paul, but he easily resisted it. Perhaps he knew the difference in strength, and he only used it to escape from the beginning.

Every time Paul was about to find him and attack, Fred would always take a small toy out of his pocket and hit him.

What smoke bombs, screaming dolls, dung eggs, shooting fireworks...

It is precisely with the endless supply of novel props that he can escape repeatedly.

Obviously Paul was a little aggrieved. He encountered the same situation as William.

It is actually very simple to deal with Fred, but he must be careful not to make any big noise, so as not to alarm the people in the castle. After all, this is Hogwarts, and he must be given enough "respect".

Even if he had caught Harry Potter at this time, he did not want to alert others. After all, Apparition was prohibited in Hogwarts, and it would take time to leave the school.

Sometimes Fred would throw a flaming thing and he even had to help put out the fire.

"I will kill you!" Paul whispered to himself through gritted teeth.

At this time, Fred rolled in the mud and hid behind a big tree, and took out another round prop from his pocket.

Although he escaped another disaster, he was not happy at all.

On the contrary, my heart was filled with despair.

Paul was too strong. Even though Fred did well in Defense Against the Dark Arts, he had no chance in front of Paul.

Moreover, the props are running out.

Without props, his death would be instantaneous.

"I wonder if Ron and the others escaped?"

While Fred was daydreaming, a person suddenly appeared on his left. He was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the prop, and then ran to the right without looking back.

But he didn't realize that the person hit by the prop was just a dummy created by the deformation technique.

The real Paul stood on a high branch looking down at the ground. In his eyes, Fred was like a desperate deer.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dark magic flew out, and if nothing unexpected happened, he would hit Fred and take away his life.

However, accidents always happen when people are unaware.

A crow suddenly stood in front of Fred, and the killing curse hit the crow.

Just hearing a "bang", the crow turned into fluorescent light and disappeared without a trace.

Fred looked back in shock and saw the crow's appearance before it died...it actually had three red eyes...

"This is?"

Not only him, but Paul, who was high up there, also lost his mind for a moment.

The attack that I thought was foolproof was actually blocked by a crow. What happened? Shouldn't one die?

Or is it a coincidence? It’s not unusual to see crows in the forest...

Before Paul could figure it out, he was stunned...

I saw many crows appearing on several big trees around me. They were all completely black. If it weren't for their blood-red eyes, it would be difficult to spot them.

The most surprising thing is that these crows have three eyes.

They surrounded Paul in the center at 360 degrees, and their blood-red eyes stared at him.

Ominous, strange, and cold...

Countless chilling feelings surged into his heart, as if the death angel was declaring to him...

In an instant, Paul's expression became serious, and he immediately applied layers of defensive spells to himself. Not only that, but the Disguise Charm was also arranged.

He concentrated on using defensive magic and paid no attention to Fred, even though he was about to run away.

"who are you?"

Paul asked tentatively, but the three-eyed raven didn't say a word and just stared at him.

At this moment, Paul even felt like he was a piece of rotten flesh.

"Dumbledore, please stand up. Hiding away is not in line with your reputation."

"Snape, I see you!"

After some intrigue, no one came forward.

Paul frowned heavily and cast a supersensory spell to sense, and found that there were no strangers around. Even Fred didn't sense it. He must have run away.

According to his perception, there were seven three-eyed ravens surrounding him.

They neither howled nor attacked, they just watched.

But he knew it must be the wizard's magic, because he had never heard of a raven with three eyes.

Moreover, with so many appearing at one time, they must have been the ones who resisted the killing curse just now. Only wizards must do this.

"It shouldn't be Dumbledore...he doesn't need to hide."

"I heard that Snape is good at fighting. If it were him, he would probably fight me head-on."

"Who is it?"

The enemy was not found, so Paul did not dare to take any other action.

From these ravens, he sensed the opponent's strength. The transformation technique is so wonderful that even the super-sensory spell cannot find any disharmony, as if they are real creatures.

Transfiguration has always been known to be difficult.

If the other party has such attainments in the art of transformation, he will definitely be good in other aspects.

"There is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Hogwarts. I am far inferior to this skill of transformation."

Paul tentatively moved his position, but the three-eyed raven seemed to be able to see through his illusion spell and kept staring at him.

"Damn, who are you?"

"I'm warning you one last time. Appear in front of me immediately, or I will break your transformation."

Paul growled and pointed his wand at the three-eyed raven.

The three-eyed ravens slowly spread their wings...

"Wow-wow-"

A rough and hoarse cry sounded, they flapped their wings and flew away, and actually left directly.

Before leaving, Paul's blood-red eyes glanced at him one last time, and Paul actually felt a sense of expectation.

What is the owner of the Three-Eyed Raven looking forward to?

What is he expecting?