Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

When they arrived at the Quidditch field, quite a few students were already there.

The rumbling thunder, the strong wind hitting the castle, and the sound of branches breaking in the forbidden forest in the distance could not dampen the students' enthusiasm.

Douglas, wearing a rain cloak, walked to the edge of the stands with Sirius in his Animagus state.

Soon after he sat down, he noticed Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall sitting on the podium glancing in his direction.

Douglas smiled and nodded at them.

Soon, the Gryffindor team in bright red uniforms and the Hufflepuff team in light yellow uniforms walked to the middle of the field, swaying left and right in the strong wind.

Soon the game started with Ms. Hodge's whistle.

Douglas thoughtfully added a visual closer spell on Sirius' eyes.

Unless someone in the audience used some magic or props, most people could not see the situation on the field clearly. They only saw red or yellow shadows moving quickly through the thunderstorm like lightning.

Sirius was always startled when Harry was almost hit by the Bludger twice.

But Harry's extremely beautiful flying posture still made Sirius unable to help but whisper human words in his dog mouth:

"He's such a good son to his father!"

After hearing this, Douglas complained mercilessly:

"How stupid! A waterproof and moisture-proof spell could solve the problem of his glasses being wet and unable to see clearly, but he didn't prepare in advance... He knew the game would be in this kind of weather, but he didn't even think of making some warm-up preparations in advance..." Kan Shula

After hearing Douglas's complaints, Sirius tore off Douglas' cloak and then Douglas forcibly held down his head.

Only then did Little Sirius remember how strong this guy was.

Time passed slowly, the sky became darker and darker, and it was just noon, but it seemed like night was about to fall.

Douglas focused half of his attention on the Dementors around the school.

As a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, Ms. Hodge's whistle was heard to pause the game.

At this point, Hufflepuff was only 20 points ahead of Gryffindor.

Perhaps due to the weather and the team members' lack of coordination, even though Hufflepuff had Nimbus 2001, their advantage was very slight.

After a brief adjustment, the game started again.

However, as the wind and rain grew stronger and lightning and thunder could strike at any time, the situation on the field became more and more dangerous.

Douglas noticed that the Dementors were slowly approaching the competition field, and there were quite a few of them.

He quietly took out the wooden sign he had prepared.

Then, while everyone's attention was on the field, a dozen wooden signs, under the control of magic, quickly passed through the rain and flew towards the sky above the competition venue.

Harry was flying through the air and had just passed by Cedric.

Suddenly he saw a shadow flash before his eyes, and then he subconsciously touched his chest and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The amulet given by his cousin was still there.

Harry muttered to himself:

"Am I dazzled?"

At this moment, he heard the painful scream of Gryffindor Captain Wood:

"Harry, what are you doing? Behind you!"

Harry suddenly woke up from his distraction and looked behind him.

Cedric, the Hufflepuff Seeker, was moving quickly across the field. In the heavy rain between them, there was a small golden dot.

Harry knew that he was not as fast as the other party, so he pretended to fly aimlessly and slowly flew towards the location of the Golden Snitch.

But his behavior was soon noticed by Cedric, and he also saw the Golden Snitch in the direction Harry was heading.

Without hesitation, Cedric turned his broom around and flew directly towards the Golden Snitch.

Harry, who was always keeping an eye on the other party, suddenly yelled "Oh no!" and quickly accelerated towards the Golden Snitch...

Just as the two were about to touch the Golden Snitch, Harry suddenly felt a chill.

Then, a silver-white translucent crane flew out from his chest, spread its wings and began to fly around him, and the coldness immediately dissipated.

The moment the white crane appeared, Cedric immediately recognized it as Professor Holmes's patronus.

At the same time, he also noticed the scene around him. The Dementors had surrounded him without him knowing when.

He didn't bother to catch the golden snitch that was within reach, and quickly took out his wand and shouted:

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Because the Dementors approached the playing field hidden in the rain, no one noticed their arrival at first.

When they noticed, hundreds of Dementors had already gathered on the Quidditch field...

With the appearance of the white crane in the air, it was like a beacon fire was lit.

The game was paused, and those students who had learned the Patronus Charm raised their wands and released their Patronus towards the Dementors in mid-air.

Hundreds of Dementors, surrounded by a dozen Patronuses, began to fly out of the school.

But there were still a few panicked Dementors that flew towards the audience seats, and there was no time to retract the Patronus Charm that had already been cast.

The children in the audience were completely exposed to the Dementors' sight.

At this time, one of the students shouted:

"The Mist of Intelligence Reduction. The professor said this was derived from the Patronus Charm!"

Those fifth-year students who had not learned the Patronus Charm reacted one after another, drew their wands to adjust their moods, and then one by one...soon the Intelligence-Reducing Mist Charm was like a protective cloud, enveloping the audience.

The Dementor looked at the auditorium with disgust, then quickly left and flew towards another auditorium...

Following suit, the fifth graders mixed in the crowd began to set up a fog to reduce intelligence.

But unfortunately, a silver-white cat flew out from nowhere and drove these Dementors out of the campus.

This greatly disappointed the audience, who had already released the fog of lowering their intelligence. After all, this was a rare opportunity to practice.

On the podium, Dumbledore, for some unknown reason, did not take action, but instead watched the students' actions with a smile on his face...

At this moment, the Patronus Charm that remained beside Harry in the air had disappeared, and suddenly for a moment he felt so useless.

If it weren't for his cousin's amulet, his soul might have been sucked away by the Dementors by now.

Look at Cedric again, he can use such a complicated spell as soon as he says it.

Cedric took back his Patronus and looked at Harry. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Because just now, the Golden Snitch flew away again.

At this moment, suddenly several gray shadows flashed before my eyes.

Cedric was startled and was about to go after him when Harry shouted:

"Don't chase it, that's Professor Holmes's!"

Cedric was stunned, then looked in the direction the black shadow had flown past, but the rain was so heavy that he couldn't see clearly.

At this time, Ms. Hodge's whistle sounded again, and the two flew towards the field.

Chapter 221 Dolores Umbridge

Soon the game resumed.

Douglas no longer paid attention to the subsequent developments of the game and dragged Sirius, who was reluctant to leave, towards the principal's office.

The first thing Douglas did when he returned to the office was to arrange for Dobby to send the wooden sign he had made to Bill.

This batch of wooden signs is different from the ones given to Harry.

Harry's was mainly prepared for Dementors, so he could release the Patronus Charm.

Douglas did not store the Patronus Charm in these wooden signs, but when encountering black magic with large fluctuations of magic power, he could release the Iron Armor Charm three times on his own.

An hour later, Douglas saw through the window that Minister of Magic Fudge led his men into the castle.

Then soon he received a message from Dumbledore's Patronus, asking him to come over.

After Douglas arranged for Sirius, he walked straight to the principal's office.

After passing the spiral staircase behind the stone monster and preparing to push open the door of the principal's office, he heard Fudge's very dissatisfied voice from inside:

"Albus, this time it's more than a dozen, not just one!"

Dumbledore's voice was very cold:

"Cornelly, why did the Dementors rush into the school? You promised me!"

Fudge's tone suddenly weakened, and he tried to speak calmly:

"Well... probably... you know they've been searching for so long..."

At this moment, a sharp and thin voice first uttered a silver bell-like laugh that made the hair on your body explode, and then said:

"I think I must have misunderstood you, Professor Dumbledore, you seem to be questioning our respected Minister of Magic?

The problem shouldn't be with those cute kids who cast the Patronus Charm at will. I can't understand why this kind of advanced magic is so prevalent in Hogwarts?

You should know that this kind of magic flood will seriously affect the work of the Dementors in the future, especially this time. I think they must have found Black's trace in Hogwarts, right, Minister? "

Fudge nodded quickly and said:

"Of course, that's what the Dementor leader reported, but unfortunately he was interrupted at the most critical moment."

At this moment, Douglas opened the door of the principal's office and said coldly:

"Looks like you two should go back to Hogwarts and take Defense Against the Dark Arts when you have time. I think they ignored their agreement and entered Hogwarts because the joy emanating from the stadium was an irresistible feast for them. And the Patronus Charm can only repel Dementors, not harm them...

Professor, as a professional Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I can make such a judgment."

Douglas was halfway through his words when he turned his head towards Dumbledore, fearing that he would be unable to resist drawing his wand.

Next to Fudge stood a short, fat man with a broad, flabby face, a neck so short that it was almost invisible, large, round eyes that protruded slightly outward, and a large, drooping mouth.

After Douglas came in, the other party first looked at Douglas with a questioning look, and then as if recognizing him, his face was full of an indescribable expression, just like a big toad ready to stretch out its long tongue to catch a fly at any time.

Douglas immediately recognized the person as Dolores Umbridge, who had recently been promoted to Senior Undersecretary for Magic.

Before this, the other party was the director of the Ministry of Magic's Improper Use of Magic Office. Before Douglas came of age, he did a lot of research on the legal loopholes and staff of the Improper Use of Magic Office in order to be able to secretly use magic outside of school.

Of course, the most important thing is that according to the information obtained by his editor Slane, she was the one who signed the order prohibiting the publication of his new book.

(The Office for the Prevention of the Improper Use of Magic is responsible for punishing wizards who violate the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy and for enforcing the Statute for the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards.)

As Douglas finished speaking, Fudge saw that it was Douglas who came in and said with a smile:

"So it's Professor Holmes. Of course, what you said makes sense. After all, as the first person in decades to be reappointed as Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he certainly represents authority.

I just wanted to ask, what do you think about the disappearance of the Dementors?"

Fudge's smile was full of sincerity.

Although Douglas cursed the hypocritical politicians in his heart, he still said:

"As far as I know, Dementors are not loyal creatures..."

Before he could finish his words, Umbridge's sharp and thin voice interrupted him:

"Mr. Holmes, this is groundless speculation. The Ministry of Magic has very good control over Dementors. They have been loyal to the Ministry of Magic for nearly three centuries. Of course, only wizards with a long tradition like us would know this."

Douglas's face was calm, and he didn't even look at her. However, he stopped talking and found a chair to sit down. Then he took out a banana from his arms and started eating it. Then he looked at Fudge and others with anticipation.

Seeing this look of watching a show, even the excellent politician Fudge's face suddenly froze.

Because since they came in, Dumbledore never asked them to sit down and talk. Even the Minister of Magic was standing, but a young professor came in and actually found a seat to sit down.

Umbridge, anxious to understand her leader's needs, said directly to Dumbledore:

"Haha, Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect the atmosphere in the school to be so relaxed. Although I don't want to dictate how you manage the school staff, Hogwarts is also part of the British wizarding community and is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore, who had been watching the show without saying a word since Douglas came in, blinked when he heard Umbridge's question:

"Of course, so the only people in this room who are standing are those from the Ministry of Magic, looking down on the headmaster and professors of Hogwarts. This is the greatest respect I have for the Ministry of Magic."

Douglas was also stunned when Dumbledore said this. He thought Dumbledore would take advantage of the situation to ask the people from the Ministry of Magic to sit down and have a slow chat.

Not only him, but the people in the Ministry of Magic also didn't expect to hear such an answer. This made Fudge, who was originally planning to follow suit and find a chair to sit down, look constipated.

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at Douglas again and continued: