Chapter 308 The Cursed Halloween Eve

Before nightfall, third-year wizards and above returned to the castle from Hogsmeade.

Ron and Hermione brought Harry a lot of candies, while George, Fred, and Percy brought him some fun props to comfort Harry's fragile heart as much as possible.

All the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium decorated with pumpkins, enjoying a sumptuous Halloween dinner and enjoying the ghost show while talking and laughing.

From time to time, Harry looked up at Professor Lupin at the staff table, his eyes full of worry.

After struggling for a moment, he patted Aaron on the back and said, "Um...has Professor Snape been acting weird recently?"

"Why do you ask this?" Aaron frowned slightly.

"Snape brought a cup of magic potion to Professor Lupine today." Ron lowered his voice and said carefully: "And Professor Lupin even drank it."

"so?"

"So they want to ask you if Snape might have poisoned Professor Lupin?" Hermione added with a somewhat unnatural expression, "As you know, Professor Snape has always coveted the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "

puff!

Aaron almost spit out the half-drunk juice.

Good guy, luckily I have been trained, otherwise I would have laughed out loud.

"You can really think about it." Aaron looked at the three of them speechlessly, "Professor Snape is a little harsh on you, but he is not that crazy!

Also, do you think Professor Lupine is brainless? Drinking a potion handed to you for no reason? "

Hearing this, Harry was embarrassed for a moment, but he felt relieved and relieved, and Hermione and Ron's faces became less solemn.

After the dinner, students from the four colleges left the auditorium one after another and prepared to go to bed.

But before they could return to the common room, the prefects brought Dumbledore's order: assemble in the Great Hall.

"What happened?" Aaron looked at Naylor with a puzzled look and asked.

"I don't know, let's gather first!

We prefects have to make sure you get back to the auditorium safely. "

Aaron followed Naylor with Abe in his arms, thinking that Halloween at Hogwarts must be cursed.

The year before last, Quirrell released the troll, last year the basilisk attacked, and this year something happened again, and it was probably not a trivial matter.

After all the students gathered, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium, even the windows.

"The teachers and I need to conduct a comprehensive search of the castle." Dumbledore said, "For your own safety, you can only spend the night here tonight.

The prefects guard the entrance, and the male and female student union presidents are in charge of management. If anything happens, they will report to me immediately. "

After speaking, Dumbledore waved his wand, and hundreds of sleeping bags were spread neatly on the ground.

After he left, the students started talking.

Aaron walked up to the three Harrys, "Who can tell me what happened?"

"Sirius Black has sneaked into Hogwarts." Harry said uneasily. "He also attacked the fat lady who was guarding the door of the Gryffindor common room. He must have come to find me."

"But how did he get in?

There are hundreds of dementors guarding it outside! "

"Maybe it's Phantom Teleportation." Ron guessed. "It's a magic that can teleport. You can go from one place to another in the blink of an eye."

"It's impossible. Hogwarts is protected by magic and cannot apparate." Hermione said.

"That's weird. Is there any secret passage in Hogwarts?"

"That's impossible, Aaron." Hermione shook her head, "Filch knows all the secret passages, and the entrances to those passages are also guarded by dementors."

"Stop talking, turn out the lights right now." Head Boy Percy Weasley shouted, "Now get into your sleeping bags and go to sleep."

The entire auditorium immediately fell silent, all the candles were extinguished, and only the enchanted ceiling exuded bright starlight.

Many students were whispering, and Percy and Filch kept patrolling the auditorium, scolding those talking students to sleep.

The professors searched the castle separately, but everywhere they looked they found nothing.

"He is really capable, what do you think?" Professor Snape asked as he followed Dumbledore. "He entered Hogwarts Castle single-handedly without anyone noticing."

"He is indeed capable enough."

"Have you ever thought about how he got in?"

"I've thought about it a lot, but none of it is possible."

Snape paused for a moment and continued: "You may remember that I expressed concerns when you appointed Professor Lupin before the start of the new term..."

"There is not a teacher in the castle who will help Sirius Black infiltrate." Dumbledore interrupted, his tone extremely sure.

Seemingly hearing the warning, Snape did not continue the topic, "I believe the castle is safe, but I still hope to send the students back to their respective colleges.

Where's Potter, do you want to warn him? "

"Maybe, but let him sleep for now!"

...

After listening to the conversation between the two, Aaron slowly opened his eyes.

Abe also stretched his head out of the sleeping bag, but before he could take a breath, he was pushed back by a big hand.

"There is a mole, and Professor Lupine is highly suspicious." Aaron thought to himself.

He felt that Snape's suspicion was not impossible. A murderer could not sneak into Hogwarts, which was guarded by Dementors, without being noticed. But if there were people in the castle cooperating, it would be another matter.

Moreover, the previous two professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts had already proved what it meant to "know a person's face but not his heart". Professor Lupin's current performance was remarkable, but no one knew what he was thinking.

However, these had nothing to do with him. With his current strength as a top magician, even if Sirius and Lupin were really in collusion, they would not pose any threat to him.

It would be fine if he was not offended, but if he was offended, he would not mind going to the Ministry of Magic to collect a reward.

Because they carefully checked the castle and confirmed that Sirius Black had left, Hogwarts restored order the next day.

However, Sirius still caused a considerable impact. In the next few days, he almost became the only topic of conversation in the school.

His main target, Harry Potter, was also closely protected. Professors, prefects, and the student union president would often accompany him on the road, fearing that Sirius Black would suddenly kill him if he was careless.

......

On Friday, the sky was overcast and thunder rumbled from time to time.

This cast a thick haze on the hearts of the Quidditch team, because the first game would start tomorrow, and if nothing unexpected happened, it might be played in a storm.

Draco was particularly excited and even felt that the Slytherin team was favored by Merlin.

Marcus had just finalized the change of opponents with Cedric, and the weather became so bad. Tomorrow's game must be watched live. He wanted to know how Harry Potter would catch the Golden Snitch in a thunderstorm.

When the Defense Against the Dark Arts class started, it rained heavily outside. Snape strode in, and every time he waved his wand, a window would be closed.

When he walked to the podium, all the windows were closed, and the impact of the wind and rain outside on the classroom was minimized.

"Turn to page 394." Professor Snape said expressionlessly.

"Excuse me, teacher, where is Professor Lupin?" Harry Potter asked bravely.

"This is not your concern, right, Potter?" Professor Snape explained slowly, "Your professor is not in good health and cannot come to teach."

Harry felt that Snape was perfunctory, and lowered his head helplessly to turn the book.

"Werewolf?"

Aaron looked at the title of the last chapter, and his cheeks twitched.

Damn it! Professor Snape is too good at playing!

You, a professor of potions, actually taught students how to deal with the professor of defense against the dark arts in defense against the dark arts class.

If Lupin knew, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood, but he could not blame him, and there was no reason to blame him, because Snape was completely concerned about the safety of the students.

"That's right." Snape looked at Aaron deeply, "In this class we will learn how to deal with werewolves."

"But professor, we have just learned about red hats, cabba and grindylow." Hermione raised her hand. She seemed to appear in the classroom suddenly without even taking out her books.

"If you ask me, you should have learned to deal with them in the first grade.

In addition, Miss Granger, I need to remind you that this class is mine, and it is very necessary to teach you to identify werewolves.

Now who can tell me the difference between Animagus and werewolf?"

Hermione raised her hand high, but Snape ignored it and looked to the other side.

"Gaius, you answer it."

Aaron:......

I don't think I raised my hand!

"Well... the former have the right to choose, they can turn into animals according to their own ideas and keep their sanity and magic.

But werewolves have no choice. They are no different from ordinary people at ordinary times, but on the night of the full moon, they will uncontrollably turn into irrational and bloodthirsty beasts.

At that time, except for their own kind, they will not recognize their relatives."

"Very good, five points for Slytherin.

Then is there any way to keep werewolves sane on the night of the full moon?"

Hermione raised her right hand again. Professor Snape glanced at him with disdain, and then continued: "Gaius, you answer."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "Wolfsbane potion.

Take it a week before the night of the full moon, even if you turn into a wolf You can also stay rational."

"Five more points for Slytherin."

"Who can tell me what to do when you encounter a werewolf in the wild?" Professor Snape looked at Hermione's raised right hand and turned his face away impatiently, "Longbottom, you answer."

"Me?" Neville stood up with a sad face, aggrieved, "You should... run."

"You can only do this." Snape mocked, "But this may be the only way for you, if you can escape."

"Ms. Granger, I think you are tired of raising your hand." Snape asked meaningfully, "If your friend or relative becomes a werewolf, what should you do?"