Chapter 1194 School Closure, Trap!

In the Hogwarts Great Hall, the commotion at the Slytherin House table quickly attracted the attention of surrounding people.

A certain panic that naturally develops without verbal communication spreads in the eye contact.

Many Slytherin House parents stood up one after another and looked at each other in silence at those "former colleagues" with whom they had almost no contact.

There was no need to ask. The dark mark on their arms that looked like flames said everything - the Dark Lord had really made a comeback, and he was issuing summons orders just like he had done more than ten years ago. If they don't want to become the enemy of the terrible devil, then they must immediately phantom transfer to the place where the Dark Lord is after receiving the "instruction".

"What's wrong, Dad, Mom? You don't want to..."

Draco Malfoy frowned tightly and looked at his parents who stood up in a panic beside him, feeling subconsciously tense in his heart.

As a low-level operator of the Tianming Group, he was originally not qualified to know too much about the macro-level layout, but Voldemort's matter was different.

In the fields of deconstructing, reorganizing, and utilizing "horcruxes", Draco Malfoy has been involved too deeply. He is not only a "horcrux catcher", but also a first-round contactee.

Therefore, when he read the information about Voldemort's comeback in the Daily Prophet, and learned that Professor Dumbledore and others left school to join the hunt, Draco Malfoy was still a little confused and hesitant, but when he When his parents stood up in panic, holding their arms, Draco immediately understood what was happening outside:

This is a trap!

A trap that uses the Dark Lord to encircle a point for reinforcements and clear out the hidden "loyal" Death Eaters at once!

However, Draco didn't know how to tell his parents not to answer this call.

Draco Malfoy noticed that at some point, Miss Caslana had sat above Professor Dumbledore's usual seat.

From that place, the "influence" can be easily radiated to every corner of the auditorium. The eldest lady does not even need to cast a spell. The tableware in front of her is the best weapon.

Bang!

boom! boom!

At this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly came from outside the castle.

What followed was a shrill siren and a series of horse hooves that seemed to trample on everyone's heart.

More than a dozen headless ghost knights filed in through the thick wooden door and rushed to a stop right in front of the head teacher's desk.

"Hogsmeade is being attacked by unknown wizards!"

"The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are fighting with them, trying to repel or even capture those dark wizards!"

"Professor McGonagall, Miss Kaslana, and Mr. Kingsley Shacklebolt hope that the school will immediately organize students to a safe area."

"The Hogwarts Ghost Patrol is at your disposal. We will also protect the school together with the professors. This is one of Professor Dumbledore's arrangements."

Different from their usual playful and smiling faces, the ghost riders looked extremely serious and sat upright on their horses, like cavalry about to charge before a battle.

The Hogwarts Ghost Patrol is perhaps the only team in the wizarding world today that is staffed by "living" wizards.

In fact, these ghost knights have long been eager to participate in more important and exciting actions than patrolling the Forbidden Forest and looking for lost students.

After all, they are the only elites in the magical world who can enjoy the "ghost dishes" allowance. In the social circle of the ghosts, they receive a lot of jealousy and doubts.

This sudden attack by dark wizards is undoubtedly their best opportunity to make an appearance. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't touch the entity, they would have even wanted to ride their war horses and charge towards the dark wizards who suddenly appeared, just as they had imagined countless times in their minds, defeating all the invading enemies from the front - however, I heard that it seemed very easy. There will be a solution soon.

The boundary between life and death is not completely clear-cut and does not interfere with each other. In addition to "ghost dishes", ghosts actually also have a certain ability to interfere with reality.

"Dark wizard? Ministry of Magic?"

Beside the Hogwarts staff table, Professor Flitwick frowned tightly.

The pale golden "text" from Dumbledore hadn't dissipated yet, and the wand in his hand had already been drawn out.

Obviously, the situation is more serious than they imagined. No wonder Professor McGonagall summoned all the deans to conduct a trial outside last night.

"Well, the Ministry of Magic has sent people to protect us. Professor Dumbledore mentioned this before leaving Hogwarts Castle."

Professor McGonagall nodded, turned to look at the solemn-looking professors beside her, and explained simply.

"Professor Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic are worried that the Dark Lord may jump over the wall and attack the school, thus forcing the Ministry of Magic's pursuit to stop."

"Dozens of Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic have already been stationed in ambush around the school in advance. Hogwarts Castle is relatively safe. We just need to guard the castle according to the original plan and wait for reinforcements to arrive - I didn't expect the dormant ambush. Over more than ten years, the Dark Lord has unknowingly developed so many secret forces, but luckily Professor Dumbledore predicted it in advance."

As she spoke, she quickly stood up, and the magic wand in her hand exploded into a golden-red firework brilliance above the auditorium, attracting everyone's attention.

"The outside of the school is being attacked by unknown dark wizards. Therefore, in accordance with Professor Dumbledore's arrangements before leaving, we have decided to temporarily seal off the area around Hogwarts——"

"Prefects and Discipline Committee members, please assist the professor in leading students from each house to the common room. The Hogwarts kitchen will then provide meals for each house."

Professor McGonagall paused for half a second, glanced across the Slytherin House table, and continued in a serious tone.

"The situation is urgent. Parents, please stay with the students to prevent... a dark wizard from sneaking into the school to coerce the students."

Before the Ghost Patrol broke into the school auditorium, she originally thought that Dumbledore was unfounded. After all, even when the Dark Devil's power was at its most arrogant more than ten years ago, Voldemort and his henchmen had taken action against the school. But now she I finally understood that those dark wizards were only afraid of Dumbledore from the beginning to the end, not the sacred status of Hogwarts.

Needless to say, without Dumbledore's advance instructions and the arrangements made by the Ministry of Magic and professors next to the school in advance.

Maybe Hogwarts Castle has fallen into war, which is definitely something that no professor wants to see.

"Wait, lock down the school?!"

"Professor McGonagall, are you saying that we must stay in school too?"

"For the time being...for how long is it for the time being? Also, what the hell is going on!"

Following Professor McGonagall's words, the auditorium instantly became noisy, and the discussion directly overwhelmed her voice.

However, most of the panicked students were students, and almost all parents tried their best to stay calm in front of their children.

As for the handful of Slytherin House parents, after a brief questioning, they quickly became quiet, their expressions constantly changing as if they were thinking about something.

Obviously, this is a campaign by Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic against the dark forces. As people with dual identities, they can just wait and see what happens.

In their careers of more than ten years, they know very well how to assess the situation. This is also the long-lasting principle of most pure-blood wizard families - as for the summons from the Dark Lord, so many people present can testify, Hogwart When the school was temporarily closed, they failed to arrive at the scene at the first time, but there was no room for explanation later.

"Professor Snape, the house elves should make a statistics on the loss of tableware later..."

At the same time, Elena turned slightly sideways, looked at the Slytherin Dean sitting on her right and said softly.

"I will make a list of those wizards who 'accidentally' broke the tableware as soon as possible and hand it over to you. Regarding compensation and communication, I may trouble you a little."

Severus Snape was merely a double agent, not the "Director of Human Resources" of the Death Eaters.

From what Elena knew, Voldemort rarely summoned all his followers to meet on a large scale.

This is also to prevent someone from betraying everyone's list to the Ministry of Magic in one fell swoop.

but……

Elena glanced across the auditorium and showed a meaningful smile.

Voldemort himself must know the list, he just needs to induce him to "betray" himself.

The only thing she was looking forward to now was how many poor guys Dumbledore's hunting grounds could catch who had fallen into a trap.

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Great!