Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

Except for Hermione, almost all the students were trembling. They couldn't help muttering as they peeked at Professor Nyx who seemed like nothing had happened just now.Of course, you must be very careful, because when you are called up to demonstrate the spell, if you don't perform to the level you should have, the consequences will definitely not be much better than the consequences of blowing up the cauldron in Potions class.

"It's March now."

"What are you trying to say, Pansy?"

"I mean, it's another year."

How could they have forgotten the curse in Defense Against the Dark Arts class?

"Well, I'm sorry if this professor is gone."

Draco raised his chin, and dropped a sentence in an aria-like tone: "Don't tell me, none of you know, his last name is 'Nyx'."

— But the professor also said that he didn't like the surname.

The train of thought is set as: Professor Nyx is a descendant of Slytherin, related to Voldemort, but he himself doesn't agree with Voldemort, he doesn't even want to admit his bloodline (…), all the little snakes are silent, and then decide to obey Slater The virtue of prudence in Forestry College does not mean anything, just wait and see the outcome of the matter.Although they are children, their premature family education has told them many things, such as why Dumbledore let these people from the Ministry of Magic break in, thinking that he didn't see the headmaster in the hall this morning, the eyes of everyone It was a little darker.

People from the Ministry of Magic would never be knocked out by a door, but they kept silent and didn't come in again?

The trolls couldn't believe it!

All the little snakes looked at the door with inscrutable expressions.

And Ron looked at Harry with a strange expression:

"You said, does the Ministry of Magic know the identity of the professor?"

"I don't think so."

"...I think the Ministry of Magic is miserable." Ron whispered, covering his mouth.

"Before the Ministry! If you don't get your wand within three seconds of the Disarming Charm hitting, Mr Weasley, you're in more trouble than them."

Ron's mournful face was maintained until the end of get out of class, and the ringtone was what many people were both conflictedly waiting for and afraid of.

Usually, although they were a little afraid of the powerful aura of this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, they really felt it today. The Ministry of Magic rushed in with an arrest warrant, and was thrown out by the door?And looking at this posture, it is not the illusion that they have finished the "last lesson". When everyone is silently memorizing the homework to be handed in for the next class, for a moment, they hope that if the Ministry of Magic comes for real, will they just Don't need to hand in homework?It's a good idea.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, the main points of using the armor spell."

Salazar apparently did not forget what he said about keeping the two cubs in jail.

So the door opened, and other small animals filed out, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they rubbed their eyes desperately.

There was a row of people lying flat in the corridor, it was the woman who claimed to be the Deputy Minister of Magic and the Aurors.They were in a mess maintaining the posture of being shot out by the door.

While Dumbledore was standing outside, Minister Fudge was angrily waving his arms on the opposite side.

"Dumbledore! The Ministry of Magic has definite evidence that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor you hired has something to do with the Mysterious Man, and is probably a remnant of the Death Eaters! Crouch's death, and Beauxbaton's Girl's accident, don't obstruct the work of the Ministry of Magic!"

"Connelly, I implore you to be reasonable, Voldemort has returned..."

"Shut up! He hasn't come back, he's dead!"

Because the get out of class was over, all the students walked out of the classroom. They looked at the confronting Minister of Magic and the principal in panic, and this made Fudge even more annoyed: "Your alarmist talk, I have heard enough, Dumbledore!"

Angrily, he took out his wand to break the curse on the people on the ground, but it obviously had no effect.

"Dumbledore, you are defying the Ministry of Magic. Even without those accusations, the Hogwarts professor attacked the Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors, which is enough to enter Azkaban!"

"I think you'd be more willing to explain why while talking to me, you sent someone into the castle in the name of the Ministry of Magic, bringing arrest warrants and review orders to directly interrupt the children's classes." The white wizard stared closely at Fudge.

"I don't need to say it again, no one can come back from the dead! What you said is a joke."

"Well, if you insist." Dumbledore spread his hands, and then said, "I don't want to warn you about the German Ministry of Magic..."

Fudge's entire face twitched violently, and he didn't know whether it was flushed with anger or fear: "Dumbledore, you are threatening me."

Grindelwald is afraid of Dumbledore, and Voldemort is also afraid of Dumbledore, so the Ministry of Magic is the poor guy who has to follow this old lunatic. Fudge's teeth are being bitten by himself. It is true that You-Know-Who is dead, but obviously Grindelwald really came out. This old lunatic's good life is not long. He comforted himself that the Ministry of Magic could not go crazy with Dumbledore.

Harry and Ron walked out of the classroom after reciting all the main points in a cold sweat, and saw such a chaotic scene.

"Kids, I think it's time for you to go to the next class."

Dumbledore signaled to the cowering students around them, they hurriedly left this corridor, even the dullest Hufflepuff could sense something was wrong.

The people lying on the ground suddenly started moaning loudly, one after another they jumped up angrily touching their heads.

After undoing the silent spell, Salazar looked at Fudge indifferently.

——Wizards who can't even control magic power are the same as all the mediocre and ignorant people in this era.

"You attacked a high-ranking Ministry of Magic official!"

Umbridge screamed loudly.

"This is a crime that should be sent directly to Azkaban without a court trial!" After hearing the news, several professors who came over covered their foreheads with a headache, and couldn't bear to see those Aurors in strange postures again. Flying out and crashing into portraits on ancient walls - all wizards and wizards in England were their pupils, and of course these Aurors had been too.

"Professor Dumbledore! Professor, no, Dementor!"

A student stumbled up from below, and then there were more screams.

All wizards have changed faces

He rushed to the window, and the rotten breath wrapped in countless black cloths was gathering from the sky towards the castle.

"Fudge?"

The white wizard was angry. When he looked back at the Minister of Magic, he found that the latter's face was also pale.

"So many dementors... no, Azkaban!" screamed an Auror.

Almost all the dementors in Azkaban appeared here, so what happened to this famous wizard prison now, do we need to think carefully?

Umbridge groaned, fell straight down and passed out.

Countless dementors were ejected by an invisible force as they approached the castle, and finally realized the fact that they gradually dispersed, and the cold and terrifying aura left, but all the frightened students still huddled together and trembled.

senseless provocation...

Sarah looked at the sky and frowned subconsciously.

But obviously the decision of that soul movie is very smart, to bring out those Death Eaters who are really loyal to "Voldemort", and what will happen to Voldemort's main soul after learning the news is very interesting.

"Thank you, Professor Nix, I feel much better."

Salazar stopped on the stairs, he was a little surprised looking at the panicked students in the hall who couldn't help crying.

The dementors hadn't actually entered the castle's magical defenses, so the children weren't affected by them, but purely out of fear—a horrible emotion, and that alone would be enough to kill them if faced with danger.

The professors at Hogwarts were almost all in the hall. They were originally on guard against dementors entering the school, but now they were taking care of the students who were overly panicked. A Hufflepuff was tremblingly grabbing Lingcha's robe and whispering thanks.

Then the little animals froze.

"Dementors cannot dismiss the Ministry of Magic charges! I warn you Dumbledore..."

Fudge and the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic who came down after that were all stunned. They looked at Salazar who was still standing on the stairs, and then at Lingcha who was standing in the hall. They had exactly the same appearance and expression, okay, well dressed. The clothes are different, the accessories are different, but what the hell is the difference?

If the Dementors were approaching the school and Lingcha hadn't come out, then Slytherin wasn't Slytherin.

"Aerys, which one is yours... I mean yours..."

The little animals suddenly got stuck, by the way, they really don't know what is the relationship between Aerys and Professor Nyx?Father and daughter, except that they are both named Nyx?How can there be such a big difference, just looking at the table manners, no father would see his daughter like this, especially Professor Nix who behaves so aristocratically.brother and sister?That's even more impossible. No girl from any family sees her brother like a mouse sees a cat.relative?Well, the two of them are not alike at all, from appearance to behavior, apart from black hair, there is no other common ground.

"I think you need to make sure that you have enough arrest warrants." The white wizard stroked his beard with a rare sense of humor.

"Merlin, why do we have two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors!"

Finally regaining consciousness, the little animals screamed one after another.

"The more critical question is, I think both seem to be true."

Indeed, children.

Hermione turned pale, and grabbed the savior:

"So, he... no, I mean they didn't really use the Time-Turner?"

"I don't know. You said that you can't run into yourself after using the Time-Turner..."

"It's common sense!"

"But," Harry stammered, "you know he's a... (Slytherin) so I thought he'd have a way, and it wouldn't matter if we met each other..."

"You are stupid!"

"...I think so too." Harry muttered, looking at the sluggish classmates, and then at the speechless professors.

Fudge still couldn't believe it. For half a year, for half a year, no one knew that Dumbledore had found a pair of twins?

"You can only hire one Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"You are right, so I only gave one salary."

Dumbledore felt that his talent for humor was on the rise.

The professors at Hogwarts turned their heads and raised their foreheads. The potions professor had already walked towards the cellar expressionlessly.

In the chaos, Salazar approached Ling Cha, who looked at him, frowned and said in a low voice, "Salazar, you are wearing my clothes today."

"Does it make a difference?" They always share a wardrobe.

"I like this one the most." Ling Cha squinted.

"Then there is no difference." Salazar smiled. Aren't their preferences always the same?

This smile immediately caused the little animals to scream again.

"Damn, I thought you were just out for revenge last night..."

"kindness?"

"Well, I was wrong last night, I tore our second favorite dress."