Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

"Can anyone explain what's going on here."

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips tightly and grabbed the wand in his hand vigorously. This place was directly filled with violent magic power, and no life would be born in this area in a short time.

Looking at Hagrid and Charlotte on the stretcher, the anger in their eyes grew stronger.

Fang Fang, who ran back with Professor McGonagall, was lying beside Hagrid's stretcher, worry was written all over his face.

After checking the injuries of the four people, Harry and Ron were able to act independently after the curse was lifted. Hagrid had flesh and blood wounds all over his body, but Charlotte was more serious.

His face was pale, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even move, and he was lying on the stretcher like a useless fish.

"How dare you do this, you almost drained your magic power, do you know that you are likely to die the moment your magic power is exhausted."

Professor McGonagall tried her best to control her tone. With Charlotte like this, people couldn't bear to yell at her, trembling with anger, why is it so uneasy!

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Professor McGonagall, but I can't help it, that person is too strong, I dare not relax, I can only do this."

Charlotte admits her mistakes very sincerely, and admits her mistakes when it is time to admit her mistakes, so that someone can protect her next time she dies.

"Well, I'm afraid you have to stay with Madam Pomfrey for a while." Professor McGonagall slowed down and patted Charlotte on the shoulder comfortingly.

It is really not good to question the weak perpetrator, Professor McGonagall turned his attention to Harry and Ron, the bystanders who were alive and well at the moment.

"Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley! Explain what's going on!"

The two sang together and finished talking about the cause and effect. When they were patrolling with Hagrid, they accidentally ran into an injured unicorn, and then bumped into the strange man who was chasing and killing the unicorn.

"The man lifted his hand just like that, and Ron and I fell down, unable to move at all, and Hagrid was struggling to hold on by himself, but he was so strong that a green light hit the unicorn, and then he... At once……"

Harry stopped, thinking of that picture, his face was a bit ugly, and Ron was also pale, and he didn't say the next sentence for a long time.

"He drank unicorn blood, Professor McGonagall."

Charlotte, who was lying on the stretcher, suddenly made a sound. With Hermione's help, she half sat up and finished the second half of the speech.

"I was there when he killed the unicorn, and he wanted to kill Hagrid. I stopped him, and then knocked him back with the lightning summoned by weather magic. Professor McGonagall, he must be alive!"

Charlotte uttered the last sentence, and Harry was the first to refute.

"How is it possible? I saw it. With the power of lightning, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to survive that kind of attack."

"Really? Oh, Harry, there's a big gap between ordinary wizards and genius wizards. I'm barely at the level of a graduated wizard. Judging by that person's spellcasting level, I don't think I can kill him. Far from enough."

Charlotte finished explaining lightly, lay back down again, and beckoned to the dodo bird. While Professor McGonagall was deep in thought, he had no time to care about this creature that should not have appeared at Hogwarts, and put it back wallet.

Blinking at Hermione, Hermione opened her mouth and understood what Charlotte meant. Although it was a bit out of order..., it was better to keep silent.

"Even if he's still alive, he doesn't have the extra power to do evil. It's still safe now. I have to send you back first, and wait for Principal Dumbledore to make a decision."

Ron asked very blindly.

"Aren't we going to pursue it?"

"No, it's too dangerous, Mr. Weasley, your safety is the most important thing."

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall waved his wand and took Hagrid and Charlotte all the way back. It was not until they were sent to the infirmary that Professor McGonagall remembered that he sent five students to the Forbidden Forest tonight , and counted the number of people, who is missing?

"It's Malfoy, he's still in the Forbidden Forest."

Thanks to Hermione's reminder, Professor McGonagall, who came and went in a hurry, went to the Forbidden Forest again, took some time, and found Malfoy.

When Malfoy saw Professor McGonagall, he felt as if he saw an angel, oh, mom!I will never come to the Forbidden Forest again!

"My poor children."

Pomfrey held a bottle of pitch-black potion in his hand, and gave a bottle to all five of them (Malfoy who came after him).

"This is a sedative, drink it quickly, you must be terrified, this thing can make you sleep well."

No matter how much pity Madam Pomfrey showed on her face, none of the five people wanted to drink it voluntarily. In the end, Madam Pomfrey drank it when she rolled up her sleeves and was about to force-feed it.

bitter!Still very astringent!The whole tongue is bad, this is their common thought, the facial features are distorted, and Malfoy's dissatisfaction is vented.

"This is poison! It is definitely poison!"

Then there was no more, the effect of the tranquilizing agent was great, and the strong drowsiness hit like waves one after another, Charlotte struggled with her eyelids, and fell asleep obediently.

In a daze, he seemed to see the flamboyant Dumbledore in a purple robe coming.

……

Charlotte, who woke up earlier than the other four the next day, saw dazzling purple robes when she opened her eyes.

She didn't want to see the owner of the robe at all.

"Good morning, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore pulled out the chair beside the bed, sat on it, and said good morning.

"You look in good spirits."

"You can always trust Madam Pomfrey's medical skills. After all, she was hired by you, the principal, with a high salary."

Dumbledore smiled, took out the candy in his pocket, and glanced nervously at the door.

"Madame Pomfrey doesn't allow me to bring in candy. She always thinks that candy is not suitable for sick people. Isn't it good to have a candy when you are sick?"

Charlotte didn't reply, she just felt that Dumbledore's nonsense said that she was one head and two big, took the candy and stuffed it into her mouth, the taste of the candy diluted the bitterness of the tranquilizer.

God knows how Pomfrey made the potion so outrageous!

Even if it is to let the sick little wizard remember to cherish his body, there is no need to be so crazy!

"Principal Dumbledore, what do you want to know?"

Under the blessing of candy's power, Charlotte went straight to the point, subconsciously wanted to open the Occlumency, a tingling in her brain, damn it, her magic power has not recovered yet!

"This is just a visit from a headmaster who cares about his students, Charlotte." Dumbledore paused.

"Of course, if you are willing to talk about this matter, I am still very interested in listening."

Charlotte really wanted to give Dumbledore a look, but she didn't have the courage. She took a deep breath and maintained her facial expression.

"You still hired Professor Quirrell as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts even though you knew he was very problematic, didn't you, principal?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and stroked his beard.

"I didn't expect you to be so direct... Well, that's the truth."

"Why, Headmaster Dumbledore, looking at what happened in the Forbidden Forest last night, I think you should be able to control this unstable factor."

Charlotte's tone was flat, her eyes were empty, and her eyes were full of the ceiling of the infirmary. Without Occlumency, let's artificially empty her brain.

Dumbledore saw Charlotte's vigilance, but he didn't point it out. The fingers placed beside Charlotte's bed tapped the wooden board lightly, as if thinking about where to start.

"I'm old, and the magic world needs a new guardian. He came too fast, so I had to speed up the training of him, step by step, so that he understands his responsibilities."

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore said such a sentence at the beginning, and Charlotte had a strange look on his face.

"No, Professor Dumbledore, anyone who looks at it will think that you can grow very long. You are the greatest white wizard in the magic world, not to mention that Nicolas May and you are good friends, right? That magic can make The Philosopher's Stone of the Elixir of Life."

Charlotte intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the existence of the Philosopher's Stone.

"Death is also a great adventure, Miss Charlotte, I have come a long way, the rest, you young people should continue to walk."

Dumbledore blinked, and with a longing for the afterlife on his face, he said something jokingly.

"I wish there was candy in that place, that's one of the few hobbies I have as an old man."

"What if he can't."

Charlotte ignored the nonsense, and the words were stinging. The most powerful wizard in the magic world is going to hand over the future of the magic world to an 11-year-old kid. If she didn't know the plot, Charlotte really thought she would stand up and explode Dumbledore's head.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't even imagine it, it must be that I was shot out of gg.

"He will, just like that prophecy."

Bullshit prophecy!

Charlotte didn't say this sentence, stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, took a deep breath, she was not angry, she was not angry.

"Then what to do next, if Quirrell comes back, will you let him continue teaching?"

"Of course." Dumbledore said softly with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

"But he will never hurt anyone at Hogwarts again!"

Domineering leak, Dumbledore!

The magical power that Dumbledore inadvertently revealed, that power, shocked Charlotte, and her complacent mood of fighting the No-Nosed Monster and knocking people away also cooled down. The distance between her and Dumbledore is roughly estimated to be ten She is not enough to beat old Deng.

"The principal is mighty."

Charlotte made a very spineless flattery, Dumbledore withdrew his aura, and said with a smile.

"There are really more and more outstanding students at Hogwarts. Maybe the Sorting Hat really sorted you into the wrong house. Miss Charlotte, your heroic behavior is worthy of praise. Then, Slytherin plus fifty How's the score?"

In the auditorium, the hourglass that recorded Slytherin's scores dropped a large number of green gems, overwhelming the other three houses in an instant.

Charlotte looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Principal, did you take the wrong medicine?This year's Academy Cup should be Gryffindor, right?

"I think you will stand up when Harry and the others need help. After all, you are different from him."

Dumbledore left the infirmary with a face that you understand, and Charlotte's face was flushed in a daze.

So she can be regarded as Dumbledore's hand-picked passer. This way of being forcibly pulled onto the stage is not what she wants. It is obviously more handsome to be a Zhuge strategist behind the scenes...