Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 159
Two days later, the moonlight was dim, and the misty light penetrated directly from the magic ceiling.

In the main dining room of Hogwarts, magical candles floated in the air, casting soft light, making up for the lack of moonlight, and illuminating the hall.

Allen was considering how to deal with the Ravenclaw tomb this time. Although he also coveted the knowledge in it, he was worried that this was another trap set by Isis for himself.

He didn't want to experience that strange tomb of God again, and he didn't have the confidence to escape from Isis again.

So now, the most important thing to do is to wait and see how Dumbledore responds.

Just as he was about to enjoy his favorite last dessert, Judy walked over with complicated emotions in her sea blue eyes.

"What's matter?"

Alan looked up and asked, he was keenly aware of Judy's unusualness today.

He had secretly reminded this smart girl to stay away from Isis through the question and answer with Dumbledore before, but in fact, after his own observations over the past few days, Judy did stay away from Isis.

"Can I speak to you alone?"

"of course."

Allen's expression moved slightly, and he followed Judy to the deserted corridor under the teasing eyes of a group of lion cubs.

"Is there anything you need?"

Allen stared at the girl in front of him, guessing when the other party wanted to say something.

Judy suddenly came up and kissed Allen on the cheek lightly, "I like you."

Allen looked blank for a second, he thought Judy wanted to tell him about Isis.

Judy saw Alan who was stunned, with a bright smile on his face, like a hyacinth swaying in the spring, "Sure enough, you are so easily deceived by girls. How could a bad girl like me fall in love with a good boy like you?"

Allen suppressed his wild thoughts and realized that something was wrong in Judy's words.

At this time, the door of the restaurant in the distance was pushed open by a burly figure amidst a bang.

Hagrid's voice like a subwoofer echoed throughout Hogwarts, "Professor Harrison and a group of senior students have fallen into the Ravenclaw grave at the bottom of the black lake, and they are waiting for rescue!"

The uproar was like a sea tide, passing from the dining table at the door to the professor's dining table above.

Even the candle flames floating in mid-air swayed, as if a storm was brewing in this wide and ancient palace.

And actually there is a storm brewing.

The professors stood up in shock, unable to control the powerful magic power surrounding them, forming swirling airflows above the hall.

They looked at the senior student in Hagrid's arms and realized the seriousness of the problem.

Professor Flitwick picked up the wand in his hand and said to Professor McGonagall, "I will go to support first, and you will inform Dumbledore."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch the reverberating airflow in mid-air. These airflows turned into a handsome eagle with green wings and shining strange runes, carrying Professor Flitwick whizzing across the entire hall, flying out of the huge circular arch, and disappearing into the night outside.

Isis is stuck in Ravenclaw's tomb, what the hell is she doing? !
Regardless of Judy next to him, Allen took out the Marauder's Map from his arms, "I solemnly declare that I have no good intentions."

He looked around the Black Lake, and sure enough, the names of Isis and a group of senior students were trapped in the center of the Black Lake.

In the hall, after the initial shock, some of the little wizards couldn't help screaming. Although they were all born extraordinary, most of them were just real children. Faced with such an emergency, they panicked for a while.

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall pointed his wand at the dining table in front of him and turned into a majestic lion. It opened its huge mouth and roared, which not only suppressed the screams of the little wizards, but also carried a strange and exciting magic power.

"The prefects of each grade bring their students back to the lounge. If the prefects are not there, the seniors will lead them."

Judy's blue eyes looked coldly at the hall, the corners of her mouth curled up, with a sarcasm smile, "Allen, you are right, the current wizards really cannot bear the glory of their blood, look at them, they don't have the wisdom and will that wizards should have at all."

"Hogwarts needs a hero and a changemaker, as well as an enemy and a destroyer."

"What do you know? Is it because of the contract that you can't tell? Maybe Professor Snape can help you?" Allen looked solemnly at Judy in front of him, took a step back, and opened the distance. Ghost Stone hidden in the shadow used [Black Gaze] on Judy.

Judy turned her head to look at Allen, unaffected by Ghost Stone's black eyes, she said with a smile, "Please remember me as a bad girl, so that you won't be easily fooled by girls in the future."

After speaking, she turned into a pool of shadows and disappeared.

Obviously, from the beginning to the end, the Judy that appeared was just a special kind of magic, so it was not controlled by Ghoststone's black eyes.

Before Alan checked Judy's traces on the map, some young wizards who had already started to retreat suddenly turned pale, and large drops of sweat oozed from their foreheads, in great pain.

This sudden shock caused the originally quiet hall to become chaotic again.

Allen hurried to the nearest Gryffindor and began to check his condition.

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

"It's a pain potion! Someone put a potion in some food!"

After stepping down from the high platform, Snape, who was looking at the situation of the little wizard, walked to the table next to him. He easily found out the source of the pain potion from some desserts served at the end.

His complexion became ugly in an instant, thinking of Dumbledore who left the school, the two professors who fell into the black lake, and many senior students.

All kinds of clues come and go, but there is only one truth!
This is not an accident, it is an enemy attack!
An enemy attack on Hogwarts!

The opponent is also very particular about the use of pain potions. The reason why they don't use those highly poisonous drugs is probably because they want to use the poisoned little wizards to hold back their remaining combat power.

The pain potion won't be fatal immediately, but the pain will continue to deepen. If the antidote is not taken, these little wizards in front of them may die.

But now in the entire castle, if he wanted to refine such a large amount of pain potion, he had to do it together with several professors.

But in this way, this magical castle, which is known as the safest in the entire British wizarding world, no longer has any resistance.

His black eyes were burning with anger, but he didn't know how to vent it. He, who had always thought highly of himself, was as weak as a baby in front of this enemy who hadn't shown up. He couldn't help but think of that painful time back then.

The successive changes made the face of Professor McGonagall, a powerful and tough witch, change. Many distracting thoughts flooded into her mind like a tide, and she suppressed the distracting thoughts with her strong will.

He began to think about the situation in front of him. If Hogwarts really encountered an enemy attack now, the opponent's use of pain potion was probably not just to contain himself and the professors.

The other party also wanted to blackmail Dumbledore and the British wizarding world by controlling the entire Hogwarts.

Because a destroyed Hogwarts will only arouse Dumbledore's insanity, but a controlled Hogwarts will make Dumbledore fight the mouse.

"Quiet!"

Allen roared with amplified sound, then walked towards Snape, and took out more than a dozen bottles of Curse Retardant from his sniffing pocket.

Although this cannot cure the disease, the negative state of pain can be effectively suppressed by contacting the agaric fruit in an abnormal state.

"These medicines can temporarily suppress the pain, and can be used as a temporary emergency when mixed with water."

Snape took the potion, dripped out a drop of inspection, and shouted at the surrounding seniors, "Do as he says."

The senior students came to their senses, and dozens of bottles of curse-suspending potions were quickly distributed, and the expressions of the young wizards who took it first began to ease.

Professor McGonagall's heart sank, and she hurried over.

Allen looked at Professor McGonagall, "Professor, I can't explain more about the situation now, but I need the temporary command of the entire school. Now the entire school has entered a state of war. We can't let the students go back to the lounge as we used to deal with ordinary crises. We will only be broken one by one."

Professor McGonagall took a serious look at Allen, made a decision immediately, and said loudly, "In the name of Minerva McGonagall, I grant you temporary command of the castle."

A series of strange magic rules were given to Allen through Professor McGonagall's words.

The entire Hogwarts Castle itself was born for war, and a huge magical barrier enveloped Hogwarts. Now, the command of the castle was passed on to Allen through Professor McGonagall.

A large amount of information poured in, and it took Allen seven or eight seconds to receive all the information.

"All the house-elves clean up the hall and move the potion equipment into this hall."

Then he looked at the Head of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout, a middle-aged witch known for her herbalism. "Professor Sprout, please bring the required herbs from the greenhouse to the hall."

"This is what I should do."

Professor Sprout withdrew his usual benevolent smile and showed a chilling expression. With the help of the house elves, he used Apparition to leave the hall and went to her secret greenhouse, where a large number of herbs were planted, which were Hogwarts' strategic materials.

The house-elves also moved quickly. Their slender fingers pointed to the long dining tables in front of them. These dining tables turned into vortices and disappeared inwardly. A moment later, crucibles appeared in the hall.

While the elves were moving, Allen's mental power was connected to this ancient castle through the command authority temporarily given by Professor McGonagall.

Powerful fluctuations of magic power were transmitted from the ground under his feet to the entire castle, bringing this thousand-year-old wizard castle alive.

He walked step by step from the open door to the ancient steps outside.

Stretch your arms forward, chant the mantra,
"The stone statue is dispatched!"

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