Chapter 61 Sorry, I Can’t Understand These Roundabout Words.

The silent attitude of Ivan and the others was not of much use. On the contrary, more students tried to squeeze in.

This crowded and noisy situation made several professors on the teacher's bench unable to bear it. Snape took out his wand and put it to his throat, blessing himself with a loud voice charm, and then spoke.

"Quiet! Everyone, please return to their seats!"

Snape's deep voice, blessed by the Loud Voice Curse, was like thunder, echoing continuously in the large exhibition hall.

For a moment, the noisy large exhibition hall seemed to have pressed the pause button, and the sound was immediately silenced. The young wizards who had originally surrounded Ivan ran to their original positions as fast as they could in their lives.

Ivan even saw a Slytherin student who was squeezed and fell to the ground halfway, and was stepped on several times, but he still stood up quickly and shed tears. Even this college All the students behaved like this, which shows that Snape's reputation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Snape was quite satisfied with this, he turned to look at Harry and said.

"Potter, if you plan to make up some lies to gain some attention, get out of here right away!"

Harry was shaking with anger. He felt that if he knew the killing curse that Hermione said, he might throw it in Snape's face. He obviously didn't say a word since he came in!

Hermione and Ron were also aggrieved for a while. Since they had suffered many losses before, they did not choose to stand up and refute loudly this time.

Ivan had long been accustomed to Snape's venomous tongue, and was even a little surprised why there was no routine deduction of points.

After calming down and savoring it carefully, Ivan faintly heard the warning hidden in Snape's words. He just didn't know why this arrogant person had such a bad attitude to remind them not to reveal any information.

Obviously he should know that Harry, a reckless man, can't understand it at all and it won't make any difference.

No matter what, under Snape's pressure, he was finally able to calm down for a while, and only a few very low-pitched whispers could be heard around him.

At the same time, Ivan also noticed that the faces of several professors showed obvious worries. Only Snape sat back silently and looked at the corner of the teacher's chair, with a look on his face. No emotion.

Ivan looked in the direction of Snape's gaze.

The seat representing Quirrell on the teacher's bench was indeed empty. Ivan estimated that Quirrell would never come back after this serious injury.

Because the absent Quirrell will definitely be the first suspect in attacking Hagrid. Unless Voldemort's brain is broken, there is no way that Quirrell will fall into a trap. After all, Quirrell cannot afford to be investigated.

What surprised Ivan was that on the giant eagle statue on the stage, there was standing a translucent phoenix with a blue light all over it!

"Is there a blue phoenix?" Harry also noticed this at this time, and couldn't help but asked quietly in a lowered voice.

He thought it was extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than the phoenix he saw in the principal's office. Just looking at it made Harry calm down.

"That's Professor Dumbledore's patronus!" Ivan said.

Ivan, who has read the original work, knows very well that Dumbledore's Patronus is different from others in that it can be used as a medium to transmit information. The presence of the Patronus means that Dumbledore's eyes are always watching here.

This also made Ivan understand why the other professors had already made preparations and gathered all the students in the large exhibition hall before Professor McGonagall came back.

Obviously, this is the work of the patron saint

"Patronus, what is that?" Harry felt like he had returned to the time when he first entered school, and he didn't know much about anything.

"That's a patron saint summoned by the advanced guardian spell Calling God Guard. It embodies the happy memories of the caster. Generally speaking, it is used to deal with dementors," Ivan said.

Harry opened his mouth and wanted to ask what a dementor was. Ivan, who had already expected it, explained softly before he could say anything, which just happened to distract the attention of others.

"Dementors are a very dangerous creature. They look a bit like what Muggles call the Grim Reaper. Their bodies are rotten and cold, and they live by sucking happiness."

Ififanti said this, it really attracted the attention of the little wizards around. After all, the God-calling Guard is an advanced magic spell, and even senior little wizards may not be able to master it.

Not to mention dementors, many people had never even heard of them, so they stopped thinking about dragons for a while and listened curiously to Ivan's story.

A few minutes after Ivan said that, Professor McGonagall walked out of the door on the side of the hall. His expression was more relaxed than before, but his brows were still furrowed. Several professors also gathered around to ask about the situation.

Because of the distance, Ivan couldn't hear what they were saying at all. Just as he was guessing, he saw the blue phoenix figure on the giant eagle statue gradually becoming illusive and transparent, and finally turned into a point of light and disappeared.

At the same time, the closed door of the exhibition hall was opened again, and Dumbledore's figure appeared in front of everyone. Different from his usual amiable and humorous appearance, his face had a slightly heavier look. This also made him pass by the deans of various universities. When sitting at the table, the whispers among the little wizards became much quieter.

Walking to the stage, Dumbledore's eyes paused on the empty seat representing Quirrell for a short while, then he cleared his throat and said.

"The reason why I called you here at this time is because there are important things that need to be announced."

Dumbledore's eyes glanced around, and when he saw that all the young wizards in the audience were looking at him, and no one was deserting, he spoke again.

"The school's gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid, was attacked by an unknown person while patrolling the Forbidden Forest today. Although his life is not in danger, we have not found any trace of the attacker yet."

"From today onwards, the school will be under full martial law. No one is allowed to leave the castle without authorization. I will let the free professors patrol the castle regularly until the holidays are over or the murderer is caught!" Dumbledore's tone was very serious. Everyone could see that he wasn't joking.

Ivan looked disappointed. He didn't expect that Dumbledore could not find any trace of Quirrell himself this time. It would be difficult to find traces of Quirrell after this time.

The little wizards in the audience started talking quietly, and Dumbledore had to use a louder voice.

"Beyond all the bummers, I need to give a few extra points here"