Azkaban students at Hogwarts

Southwest England.

It's just been a rainy night in Dorset.

Under the quiet night, the Heller family's farm was ringing with melodious tunes. The cold and humid air was forced to stop by the blazing fire in the fireplace, and had no choice but to swirl in the gaps between the doors and windows.

The two makeshift chamber musicians in front of the fire were obviously absent-minded.This is probably because their audience has looked out the window, and only the spotted blue bird is still jumping happily on the table.

"Abner, Melody. Unfortunately, it seems that this is the end of the night."

The wizard in lavender robes stood up and interrupted the two's performance with a slight apology.

His voice seemed to have a calming magic, and the room suddenly became quiet, and even the beeping of the fire stopped for a moment.

Then, the sound of wheels pressing through stagnant water was heard inside the house.

Outside the blurred window, a carriage carrying dark containers slowly stopped beside the bonfire in the open space.

In the iron cages placed side by side by the bonfire, the three giant beasts fell asleep soundly in the cold wind, spewing out a few sparks from their mouths from time to time.

At the same time, a thunderous sound came from outside the house——

"They're here!"

Accompanied by this "loud roar", a wizard emerged from the dark "cargo box". He turned sideways and deliberately avoided the "empty" car shaft.

This is not surprising.

In fact, everyone present could see that there were eight skinny black Pegasus horses with dragon heads and huge bat wings standing in the place that should have been empty.

They moved their hooves restlessly, clearly feeling uncomfortable in this place.

"Fabian, you came earlier than I thought. I wanted to feed these two little guys something later."

A giant more than three meters tall stood next to the cage, carrying a bucket of chicken soaked in whiskey and forcefully "splitting" the fire in half.

"As for that big guy..."

He looked at the only adult dragon present and said, "Let it sleep well."

The sleeping dragon subconsciously rolled itself into a round ball, but this did not affect its fearfulness at all - just moving its long claws in its deep sleep frightened the young Swedish dwarf to wake up. Rhinosaurus.

The little guy turned over and almost instinctively sprayed out dazzling blue flames outside the cage.

The gray scales shone in the flames, allowing everyone present to see clearly the round body of the giant beast, which was the posture of the Ukrainian iron belly.

The sudden change in temperature did not cause further chain reactions.

Because all the wizards present are well-trained.

Several brilliant red spells were launched from different directions, but they rose into the sky at the same time, turning into meteor showers and showering the three cages, and were soon covered with the magnetic skin of the three giant beasts.

Xiaolong lowered his head drowsily and fell into sleep again.

The wizard who had just jumped off the carriage still kept casting spells. It took a long time to confirm that there was no danger.

He waved his wand a few more times, and two heavy chains slid out of the carriage like snakes.

"what happened?"

Another wizard emerged from the carriage, but he moved slowly and looked extremely tired.

He was half-wrapped in a cloak, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, as if he had been awakened by the noise from a drowsy sleep.

It is worth mentioning that the two wizards look quite similar, but they can still be distinguished by acquaintances.

"Hagrid, you should go inside and dry off."

"And you, Gideon, your eyes are already redder than a fire dragon! It's time for you to get some sleep."

Before the young couple could put away their wands, they hurriedly wrapped themselves in robes and ran out of the house.

"We're running as fast as we can because we don't have enough manpower." Gideon, who had just gotten out of the car, blinked his dry eyes. "It would be great if I could use the shrinking potion to apparate with them."

"Don't be stupid, the consequences of using the shrinking potion on the fire dragon are very serious. You don't want to be found with the split body, with the thigh of the fire dragon pressed on your body."

The male host walked a few steps and signaled his friends who had come from afar to come in and rest, but the two of them obviously had no leisure time.

Fabian and Gideon waved their wands in unison, and the dark iron chains quickly climbed up the cage and began to wrap around each other.

"Fabian is driving on the way back, so I have plenty of time to sleep." Gideon responded with a yawn.

"Where is Dumbledore? Frank needs to see him for something." Fabian said while tightening the chain. "It's really terrible. I obviously just borrowed your farm for transportation, but it ended up like this."

"He's still in the house. I'll go find him." The gamekeeper, who was obsessed with fire dragons, had been watching outside the house all night. When he came back to his senses, he realized that his moleskin coat was soaked with moisture from the night.

He picked up the pink umbrella on the side, walked quickly to the hut, and then got in with difficulty.

This is not surprising, after all, this house was not designed with the possibility of a hybrid giant living in it.But its new owner was thoughtful enough to put a spell on the door.

"Well, dragons don't disappear suddenly. Especially you, Gideon, if you don't want to go blind and have a pair of magic eyes, you'd better close them now."

Melody began to take control of the situation, and it was hard to believe that a beauty as gentle as her could have such a decisive tone.

The men present exchanged glances with each other and subconsciously decided to follow her "order."

"And you, Hagrid, go back inside and warm the fire for a while and have a cup of hot tea."

She seemed to have eyes behind her back - Hagrid, who had just rushed into the house and wanted to go out, was stopped by her words.

"Listen, if we hadn't been together for more than ten years, I would have thought I had remembered your college wrong."

The Hogwarts gamekeeper muttered harshly.Because of the pause, he had to struggle to get out of the door.

But it is worth mentioning that his clothes are clean.

The enchanted door frame was stretched wide, and the grain of the fir wood changed its shape.

"Have we been together for more than ten years? I thought we just met yesterday."

Melody's expression changed, her tone became sharp, and her originally fair face turned a little too red under the light of the bonfire.

This made Hagrid, who was stuck in the door, at a loss for a moment.

"I don't know... no, I mean, I probably know... something, but..."

The poor honest man didn't know what to say.

"Never place unknown possibilities on people you cannot trust." Melody continued with a serious face.

Hagrid's face flushed red, "No, everyone of us trusts you. It's shameful not to trust friends..."

He responded hesitantly, rubbing his hand nervously on the doorframe.The cedar door frame made an overwhelmed sound, probably begging him to stop.

"Everyone should do his part."

Abner's voice came from the other side of the flame, "If our knowledge will not help the matter, we should not add unknown factors to unknown things."

Honest Hagrid was able to take a breather under Melody's attack and squeezed out from the door frame with great force.

"Abner, you are always a wise man."

Following Hagrid, the old man in a purple cloak gently lifted the door handle. Half of his face was buried in the shadow cast by the door, with only the half-moon lenses reflecting the light of the flames.

"And—it's obvious, Melody, that you're doing far more work in the Ministry than we are..." He snapped his fingers, as if the Order's main job was to perform community service on the weekends, and Voldemort was Littering scum, "Somethings matter."

As Dumbledore spoke, he nodded to the others as a greeting.

"While my friends are being assassinated one by one, I continue to study ethereal magic in the ministry and hope that love and justice will fall from the sky. Is this what matters to me?" Melody looked at her principal.

"If I were still in the Legal Enforcement Department, or became an Auror, would I be able to help?"

Dumbledore gave a small smile, the expression that older people tend to show when they see stubborn but kind young people.

"You can't help. Voldemort won't choose a fine morning to break into the house."

He completely ignored the ugly expressions on everyone's faces after hearing the name, and strode towards the fire, but his tone was very calm.

"His followers will handle everything according to his plan; and for him, how to control these followers and how to maximize their value is far more interesting than killing."

"By the way, I still insist that one should not be afraid of a name. Why not call him by his first name?"

Melody had long been accustomed to the principal treating her as a child, so she could only say angrily behind her husband:

"But Frank and Alice clearly have a 'part-time job.'"

Dumbledore was speechless for a moment and turned his eyes to Abner.

The two pairs of sky-blue eyes looked at each other, and Abner put his arm around his wife's waist. "I'm not a blood believer, but I think we can always trust Longbottom."

"Who are you talking to?"

Melody was very dissatisfied with her husband's pickpocketing, and she gritted her teeth and pinched his waist, which meant that Mr. Abner Heller must be sleeping on the sofa tonight.

"Mr. Ollivander complained to me a while ago, saying that the production of the wand may be delayed until the problem of the new cargo transportation route is solved."

Fabian could see clearly from behind and quickly came up to change the topic.

"Yeah, I told him that Amos was also in a dilemma. The new transportation route hadn't been chosen yet." Abner looked at him with a grin on his face, stretched out his finger covertly, and made a good job gesture. Rubbing the area where his wife had just twisted.

"Amos? I don't even know. When did you get on such a good terms with Digory? I thought you would stop paying attention to him since he became a baby-poster." Melody looked at him in surprise. husband.

"Ah, little Cedric, who can resist little Cedric's smile?" Abner imitated Mr. Diggory and put on a serious expression, "I'm sorry, Abner, you can only breed xxx level magical animals, but if you can listen to me nagging for a little longer, I can give you special permission to raise more heartbreak bugs."

"How can I, as a breeder, escape the Department for the Control of Magical Creatures?" Abner ended the topic in an aria-like tone.

Several people burst into laughter, and even Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a smile.

Gideon had just laughed the loudest and shed tears. Now he was closing his red eyes from staying up late to try to reduce the slight stinging feeling. "But I believe Ollivander's inventory is not the same." It would be too much.”

Abner shook his head: "I'm sorry, but there are not many children in this era, and his inventory is enough. Unless the wand he makes can be used by dementors."

"I think that in the first semester of school ten years from now, there will be very few new students."

"There are more and more dementors, but the birth rate has been greatly reduced."

"Students who are pure Muggles are not affected, but entering the magical world at this time is more dangerous for them."

Several people fell silent, listening to the popping sound of wood in the fire.

There is nothing to say about this. After all, since the rise of the Dark Lord, the fertility rate in the wizarding world has been frighteningly low.

Fabian, who had been sitting on the ground fidgeting with a pair of thick shackles, suddenly hammered his thigh hard and said, "Harold placed ten more dementors around Azkaban today."

Abner took out an exquisite monocle from his jacket pocket and stuck it on his right eye, and spoke slowly: "Harold is the hard-liner we finally elected. No matter whether he is right or wrong, someone has to stand up and do something." What?"

But this did not convince Fabian.

This man with red eyes yelled and waved his arms. His arrogant look was completely inconsistent with his appearance, but more like the fire dragons he domesticated every day:

"Dementors shouldn't exist. Sooner or later they will take refuge in the mysterious man!"

Several people present frowned.

Abner hesitated and said, "No one can know the outcome before it happens."

Fabian waved his magic wand angrily, and the pair of shackles connected with thick iron chains slipped into the gap of the cage and handcuffed himself to the Ukrainian iron-belly feet, "According to your statement, is it true that the prophet Are they all a bunch of liars? But there’s nothing wrong with saying that, Hogwarts doesn’t even have a decent Divination professor.”

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, as if he had just remembered that he was still a principal:

"In fact, Hogwarts has a new Divination professor this term."

"I didn't mean that. Fabian also realized what was wrong with him, muttered, waved his wand, and locked the chain.

"Anyway, I wish you good luck, principal. Anyone who dares to be a professor these days must be a brave man."

Several people took out their wands in unison and threw the other two iron cages into the truck.Yeqi shivered slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

"I think she will be."

Dumbledore replied calmly.

Fabian, who was quite embarrassed, raised his hand and looked at his watch, trying to confirm the time; then he took off the watch and poked it with his wand, as if there was a slight problem with the watch just because he slapped his thigh hard.

It was obvious that he was not careful when using things. Not only the movement, but also the back of the watch was a little uneven.

Gideon felt his brother's embarrassment and quickly changed the subject.

"Why didn't you see little Roman? That boy should have been so happy that he couldn't sleep all night after seeing the dragon."

"I asked Loyal to watch him in the room. He was still too young and the dragon was too dangerous for him." Melody's face softened instantly when she mentioned her son. "But the kid seemed angry and ran to Went upstairs."

"I don't think he is angry. This boy is as clever as the Molly twins." Gideon put on a meaningful smile.

"Forget it, a three-year-old child is more energetic than smart. Compared with Fred and George, Roman is already cute and well-behaved, a bit like Patsy." Fabian also accepted. The topic passed, but Gideon didn't seem to intend to follow his words.

"really?"

He waved his arms upstairs.

Everyone looked up and saw two figures looming in front of the small dark window on the second floor.

"Looks like Roman found a great viewing spot."

As Dumbledore spoke, he took out a small silver lighter from his arms. After a "click", the small window lit up.

On the windowsill, the embarrassed house elf was pulling Roman, who was climbing on the windowsill and clinging to the glass.

"Roman, look at us!"

A few "big kids" waved their arms, but Roman ignored them.

"It seems that dragons are much more attractive than us."

Several people lowered their heads to look at Long, and then felt something strange.

"Wait, he doesn't seem to be looking at us or the dragon!"

"What is he looking at?"

Following the child's gaze, in the distant woods, among the bare branches, a group of silver-white mist was rushing across.

"Whose patron saint is this?"

The way members of the Order of the Phoenix communicate with each other is indeed a patron saint, but can this thing in front of them really be called a patron saint?

Dumbledore didn't answer. He looked at the silver-white creature silently. It was large, but fuzzy, hazy, and didn't even have a relatively complete outline.

It almost pounced on Dumbledore, but exploded before hitting the old man.

Thousands of silver mist surrounded Dumbledore.His expression gradually changed from a smile to a serious one. He waved the Elder Wand a few times, and a silver phoenix rose into the sky.

"I think I have to leave for a while. In addition, we need to strengthen the transportation protection. I informed Frank and Alice that they will be here soon."

Dumbledore's tone was very soft, but everyone could hear the determination in it.

"Hagrid, go help Minerva keep an eye on the students and make sure they stay in their dormitories tonight."

After a small crack, Roman had returned to the dark room.