Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

Fudge is gone.

When he left the principal's office, his face was very pale, and his fat body was shaky, as if he might fall to the ground at any moment.

What came out of Dumbledore's mouth today was hard for him to believe.

One of the biggest of these is Peter Pettigrew, the hero who was awarded the Order of Merlin of the First Class, who did not die.

And he was lurking inside Hogwarts, and even attacked Professor Snape a few days ago.

And personally admitted that what happened a few years ago was caused by him.

The Potters were also killed by his Pettigrew, Peter!

Thinking of this, Fudge looked at the bright sunshine and couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly.

He felt his body tremble uncontrollably.

It was a feeling of fear, and he was afraid that if these things were reported by the reporters of the daily newspapers, then his position as minister would definitely be seriously threatened.

You know, there are many people in the Ministry of Magic who are staring at his position.

I wish something had happened to Fudge.

Sirius Black...

Thinking of the scapegoat who escaped from Azkaban, Fudge took a deep breath.

I can only pray for now, Sirius is not a good person.

And at this time in the principal's room.

As the door closed, Lorne stopped playing with Fawkes' fingers, which provoked Fawkes to bite him.

Today's harvest was good, he had at least seven or eight phoenix feathers—all of which were used to refine his wand.

Very valuable.

"Geralt, the Evoke Guardian you used last time was good. "

Dumbledore said to Lorne in a complimenting tone.

Thinking of the giant dragon that enveloped the entire sky, he was also a little surprised in his heart.

However, after seeing his own phoenix, his eyes gradually became weird.

"It's all taught by Professor Flitvier. "

Lorne quietly lowered his hand from Fawkes, as he had noticed something strange in Dumbledore's eyes.

Fawkes, on the other hand, wailed in a low voice, because more than half of its beautiful tail feathers had disappeared, and its whole ass looked bare.

Its eyes were wide open, staring fiercely at the little blonde wizard in front of it.

In all these years, no wizard has ever dared to do anything to it!

It's so hateful!

The next moment, a burst of flame erupted from Fawkes's body, and then it turned into a puddle of black ash.

"Don't be afraid, this is just the rebirth of the phoenix, and Fawkes will be able to come back to life in a while. "

Dumbledore said softly.

"So, Mr. Geralt, do you know what I'm looking for you today?"

His eyes looked kindly at the blonde wizard who was not panicking.

"It's because of the Dementors of Quidditch matches. "

Lorne nodded in reply.

With Fudge's dead face just now, he knew that something must be wrong with the Dementors.

"Yes, the Dementors are the caretakers of Azkaban, but they're also intelligent - after you've killed a few Dementors, they're completely out of control. "

Dumbledore remembered what Fudge had told him, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"But I was trying to save Harry and Malfoy, so I used it subconsciously. "

Lorne is still the same rhetoric.

"No, I didn't mean to blame you. "

Dumbledore chuckled.

"I'd say it's not a big deal to kill a Dementor in Hogwarts, but only if they threaten your safety. "

Hearing this, Lorne nodded thoughtfully.

That is, you can't take the initiative ...

"Okay, you might be in time for the next lesson – remember to make good use of the time converter. "

"Also, remember to watch out for Peter Pettigrew when looking for the toilet at night. "

Before leaving, Dumbledore was so serious that he said to him.

Looking for a toilet at night?

Lorne, who had just walked out of the principal's office, touched the tip of his nose, and this sentence didn't mean a night tour.

When he descended the spiral staircase, he realized that it was almost evening outside.

The dim yellow sunlight and the patterned glass that shine through the stone floor reflect mottled shadows, which looks a little silent.

Lorne wandered the empty hallway alone, not many young wizards near the headmaster's office, let alone the fact that it was still class time.

As soon as he stepped out of the main building of Hogworth, he looked at the burning clouds in the sky and thought about it, and then walked towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

I don't know if Sirius is still in the screaming shack.

After all, it's been a long time since the last thing happened.

During this time, he did not even see Sirius once.

It's as if the other party has been captured by the Dementors.

Looking at the beating willow in the distance, who was constantly banging on the ground, Lorne shook his head and directly turned on the void and walked over.

There are still a few things on my mind.

Not only Dumbledore, but even the Minister of Magic now knew that Peter Pettigrew wasn't dead, though he didn't know if Fudge would admit to what sounded ridiculous.

But what Lorne knows is that the time is ripe.

It's time to get that damn mouse out and put it on trial in court.

After passing through the long, dark tunnel, he saw the wooden platen above his head.

This is the entrance to the Screaming Shack, where the boys accompanied Lupin after becoming a werewolf.

At that time, Peter Pettigrew had not yet become a lackey who had taken refuge in Voldemort as he is now.

After opening the pressure plate with his wand, a puff of dust gradually shook off, which made Lorne subconsciously cover his mouth and nose.

Sirius isn't screaming in the shack?

Walking into the dilapidated wobbly room, Lorne looked around and didn't see the figure he was looking for.

I don't know what Sirius is doing now,

I wanted to catch mice with him, but now the man is gone.