demon hunter at hogwarts

Chapter 112

In Voldemort's glorious history, although he showed an extreme tendency to despise other humanoid races, Voldemort was unambiguous when it was necessary to use their power to achieve his goals.

For example, werewolves, giants, and dementors all once helped Voldemort.

The ferocious, bloodthirsty and extremely hateful five-legged monster is undoubtedly a suitable choice as a new weapon for him to return to the wizarding world.

Delia Island is isolated offshore, with the North Sea to the east and the Atlantic Ocean to the west. Those five-legged monsters have nowhere to go and they can't build ships, so they can only be trapped on the island.

Occasionally, one or two are caught by adventurers from the island and sold at high prices to buyers who have the quirk of raising strange pets.

But soon after more adventurers landed on Delia Island, they became the food of the five-legged monster.

Regulus believed that if Voldemort really went to Delia Island, he would definitely have a way to make the five-legged monsters cooperate obediently.

He imagined that a large number of rough-skinned, cruel and bloodthirsty 5X-level dangerous creatures would suddenly appear near the city and launch an attack.

He certainly couldn't stop this kind of thing by himself. Even if Dumbledore and the school teachers were added, it would make no difference.

More people must realize that the crisis is approaching.

The Ministry of Magic certainly couldn't count on it.

Cornelius Fudge has seen that the newly appointed Minister of Magic and the "spokesman" of Malfoy and other pure-blood families may still be able to sit in his position smoothly during peacetime, but if something unexpected happens, Incidents and his so-called political methods cannot solve the problem.

As for the so-called Deputy Secretary Dolores Umbridge...

Just taking a look at her photo published in the Daily Prophet, Regulus had no illusions about this person.

Perhaps, the only ones who can help are Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office, and Amelia Bones, Director of the Legal Enforcement Department.

After all, the main job of their department is to battle wits and courage with dark wizards, not to scheming with their colleagues.

"Perhaps it's time to let the stupid brother play some role. Accompanying the 'savior' at home every day is what a nanny should do..." Regulus thought.

"Reculus!"

"Merlin's beard!" The sudden cry startled him, but when he caught a glimpse of what was inside the fireplace, he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of fate.

What appeared in the fireplace was Sirius' head.

Different from his usual calm look, this time Sirius's expression was a strange one that was mixed with confusion, heaviness and anxiety.His usually elegant long hair is messy, but he looks like another James Potter.

"Why are you so angry? Are you being treated as a stray dog ​​by the Muggles in the community?" Seeing his appearance, Regulus couldn't help but joke.

"I just came back from Amelia's place...there's something you need to know right away." Sirius was panting, and his words were a little awkward.

"Huh? Is there any good news?" Regulus said with a smirk.

Sirius looked like he wanted to say a long sentence, but in the end, he only managed to say one simple sentence.

"...Bellatrix is ​​dead."

"What!?" Regulus suddenly jumped up from the chair. Due to the excessive movement, the heavy armchair was knocked to the ground.

He didn't bother to hold up the chair and squatted directly in front of the fireplace, meeting Sirius's eyes, his hair almost floating into the flames.

"I saw it on the tapestry this morning." Sirius' voice became calmer, "The date of death appeared under her name... I thought I was dazzled... so I made a special trip to the Legal Enforcement Department. Amelia said it did happen.”

"Impossible." Regulus said firmly, "She was still very energetic when I saw her last time."

A few months ago, when he went to visit Azkaban in prison, Bella was in a somewhat crazy state, but she didn't look like a sick and dying woman.

"I don't think it's possible either. She's worse than the dementors, and those ghosts can't affect her at all." Sirius said gloomily, "I asked Amelia if I could see her body. I’m still worried if I can’t see this.”

"Did you see that?" Regulus said dryly, as if there was something stuck in his throat.

"Of course not. She said that Bella had been dead for more than ten days and had been buried with the other prisoners." Sirius said, "According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, it is not convenient to reveal that place to us."

"Then did you pay attention to the date on the tapestry?" Regulus asked hurriedly.

"I've confirmed it, it was thirteen days ago." Sirius replied immediately.

"So, you haven't entered that room for about half a month... It's not surprising." Regulus pondered, "Didn't even Kreacher realize that something happened to his 'Miss Bella'?"

He stood up, opened his briefcase, and took out the two shining silver daggers. After looking at them for a moment, he lightly scratched his hand.

The dagger was so sharp that it cut through the skin as easily as a table knife cuts through cheese.

The wound soon opened, and the blood oozing out was black.

The severe pain that came from his hand was far beyond what the small wound could match. Regulus suspected that the dagger had a modified Cruciatus Curse that was permanently effective.

Regulus took out his wand, pointed at the wound and recited a long counter-curse. The wound healed quickly, but there was still a sharp pain in the muscles.

Sirius watched Regulus's movements silently.

"The magic on the dagger has not disappeared." Regulus concluded, "She must still be alive somewhere."

"It has been several years since Mother went to see Merlin, and her portrait is still stuck on the wall and cannot be taken off." Sirius expressed disapproval of Regulus's judgment method, "Isn't there a more rigorous way? Besides, , that tapestry doesn’t lie.”

"That's not the point. No matter what happened to her, we have to assume that she is still alive." Regulus played with the dagger and let it spin on his fingertips, creating streaks of silver light. "The current situation is, The cell she was held in was empty. And she knew the tapestry, so if things were to go as I expected, it wouldn't be surprising at all that she would find a way to deceive the tapestry."

"You mean, she has escaped from Azkaban?" Sirius asked in surprise.

"Even you can escape from prison, why can't she?" Regulus asked.

Valley "You know, I am an Animagus. Dementors are all blind and are not very sensitive to the emotions of animals. So after I transformed, I can get through between the iron bars." Sirius Narrating the process of his escape from prison, "There are all dementors outside. In the middle of the sea, if she can't tell the direction, she has no place to run."

"You are alone, and I think that if she escapes from prison, there must be someone to help her." Regulus said disdainfully, "You don't think the security there is very strict, right? I just went there once, and that's it. I have thought of at least ten ways. As you said, dementors are all blind. There are many articles that can be written from here. What surprises me is that in so many years, you have only one successful jailbreak record... I am I wonder what the wizards in the past were doing..."

"You mean, Voldemort rescued her from Azkaban?" Sirius put a weird smile on his face again, as if this was a very funny thing, "For her, this is... What a dream reward... My master, have you come to pick me up in person? Oh! My master... Bah!"

He imitated Bella's tone of voice perfectly, and finally succeeded in making himself sick, and spat viciously.

Regulus subconsciously jumped to the side to avoid the non-existent droplets, put the dagger on the ground, and analyzed: "I'm afraid, the Dark Lord already knows that we are looking for Horcruxes, but now he He could only move with the help of Barty Crouch's body, which was very inconvenient, and his strength was not enough to resist Dumbledore. He knew very well that if Dumbledore caught him, it would be difficult for him to run away. And the result of being caught is to be trapped in one place, watching helplessly as we find all the Horcruxes and destroy them one by one, and eventually he himself will be killed."

"Then why did he only save Bella? Dolohov's strength is no worse than her, Travers is just okay, Lukewood and Mulciber are very good at conspiracy, Rodolphus and Rabastan ...It's of no use, just don't mention it." Sirius speculated maliciously, "Is it because Bella is the only woman?"

"Perhaps because she is the most...loyal..." Regulus said, "It is easy to understand that she was the only one who was rescued. If these felons you mentioned above 'died' together, or simply escaped from prison by force, the Ministry of Magic would No matter how useless he is, he still knows that something must have happened. This is something the Dark Lord doesn't want to see. This state is actually beneficial to him. We can't find where he is at all, so we can only speculate on his motives, so... It’s always a step later.”

"If it weren't for Harry, I would go to York County and look for him right now." Sirius said gloomily, "This damn Voldemort is floating around like a ghost. If he doesn't die for a day, we won't be able to sleep peacefully." . I really envy those ignorant people who live carefree every day and have no idea what is living around them..."

"Does Dumbledore know about this?" Regulus interrupted Sirius's complaint.

"I haven't told him yet, but you are the first to know," Sirius said.

"Flattered." Regulus forced a smile, "Dumbledore must know about this."

"I'll go talk to him," Sirius said immediately.

"No, I'll go." Regulus said seriously, "You'd better call your friend Lupine back to London to help."

"...I understand. Just be careful."

Sirius cut off the communication and the fireplace returned to its original appearance.

"It seems that the situation has changed. You will have to be a 'nanny' for a few more days." Regulus said softly to the empty flames before standing up straight.

Due to squatting for too long, my legs were a little numb and my eyes were briefly dark for two seconds.

But he didn't pay attention to these details, pushed open the door and hurried to the principal's office.

On the stairs leading from the sixth floor to the seventh floor, I unexpectedly met Snape.

The two exchanged cold glances with each other and passed each other.

"If you want to see the Headmaster, I have to remind you that he left the school five minutes ago." When Snape reached the corner of the stairs, he suddenly spoke. His voice was not high, but in this empty street The stairs were high enough for Regulus to hear clearly.

Regulus stopped, turned and stared at Snape, and said, "Thank you for your generous reminder."

Snape whirled around to face Regulus, his black robes fluttering.Then he quickly walked up the stairs, standing one step higher than Regulus, curling his thin lips and hissing: "I noticed that your term of office is coming soon, and I have to give you some advice. , several previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors had the illusion during this period that they thought they could survive the entire semester safely..."

"What do you want to say?"

"...Nothing." Snape's mouth trembled and he quickly walked down the stairs.

Regulus stood on the stairs and watched as Snape dragged his robes across the stairs like a large black rag until he disappeared from sight.

This week is the test week for OWLs and NEWTs. As the most direct criterion for judging the academic performance of Hogwarts students, its importance is self-evident.

At this juncture, it stands to reason that as the principal, Dumbledore should stay at the school.

Regulus came to the eighth floor without giving up and said tentatively to the gargoyle guarding the door: "Raspberry jam?"

The gargoyle showed no reaction.

"Lemon Snow Treasure?"

"Pile of cockroaches?"

After trying all the sweets imaginable, the gargoyle remained motionless.

In the end, Regulus gave up trying and took another route back to the office to make plans again.

When passing by the Troll Tapestry, someone from behind called him: "Professor Black!"

He recognized the voice. It was Tonks.

Turning back, he found pink-haired Tonks standing by the wall, and the smooth door with the brass handle of the Room of Requirement was slowly disappearing.

"I'm doing some final exercises, no one will disturb me here." Tonks said cheerfully, "I think I will definitely get an 'Excellent' in Transfiguration, Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

Regulus looked at her shining black eyes and heart-shaped face, and suddenly remembered something. He was about to speak, but he only opened his mouth.

"As for Bella, it's best to wait until she finishes the exam, otherwise it may have an impact."

Regulus thought like this, and could only twist an unnatural smile on his face, and said stiffly: "Take the exam well."

"If I get five 'Excellent's, you have to convince my mother to let me sign up at the Auror office." Tonks said, "We made an agreement before!"

"Of course..." Regulus reluctantly curled up his lips, vaguely feeling that his current expression should be very similar to Snape's.

Tonks didn't notice anything unusual about him. After receiving the "promise", she happily said goodbye to Regulus and then skipped away.

Regulus stared at the cheerfully beating pink flame and said softly in a voice that could only be heard by himself:

"Sorry, things have changed. I may have to break my promise."