The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 354: The calm before the Second War

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"Gellert Grindylow? Who is that?" Ron was still a little confused and asked blankly, "Is he famous?"

"It's Gellert Grindelwald, Ron!" Hermione corrected. "Have you forgotten the introduction we saw on the picture of Dumbledore's Chocolate Frog?"

"If I remember correctly, it says: 'Dumbledore's most notable contributions include - defeating the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, discovering the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his achievements in alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel.'"

"Hermione, how come you remember everything?" Ron scratched his head.

Hermione ignored him, her expression turning serious.

"If Grindelwald escapes from Nurmengard, the situation in the wizarding world will become even more complicated." She said, "One mysterious man is enough for us to deal with. If we add the dark lord of the previous generation..."

"So, Grindelwald is a villain as powerful as Voldemort?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I have checked the information," Hermione nodded, "Grindelwald's name is listed in the list of the most dangerous dark wizards in ancient and modern times. If he is not at the top of the list, it is only because the mysterious man took the first place later..."

"But as Grindelwald never extended his campaign of terror to Britain, the details of his rise to power are not as well known here."

"But... why didn't Grindelwald escape from prison in the previous decades, but escaped just now after Voldemort's resurrection?" Harry frowned and asked in confusion.

"I passed by the Slytherin table this morning and heard a few people discussing it." Colin Creevey said hesitantly, "They said that the previous Dark Lord was released by the mysterious man, and that the two Dark Lords would unite and overthrow Dumbledore..."

"I don't need to guess. I know that among those discussing this are Draco Malfoy and his two followers," Ron said with disgust. "A bunch of scum who will definitely become Death Eaters after graduation!"

"Actually... it seems that Draco Malfoy is not participating in the discussion this time." Colin shook his head. "He seems to have been excluded from the circle of pure-blood students. Crabbe and Goyle are not with him either."

"How could this happen?" Ron was stunned for a moment. "Hasn't he always claimed to be the leader of the pure-blood family in Hogwarts?"

"Because Lucius Malfoy betrayed Voldemort!" Rolfe, who was sitting beside Luna's bed, suddenly said, "Ron was knocked unconscious at the time, and he probably didn't know that his betrayal at the last minute in the Department of Mysteries played a crucial role in the entire battle."

"Lucius Malfoy? Betray Voldemort?!" Ron jumped up from the bed and shouted, "What a joke!"

"Rolf is right. In the end, it was Lucius Malfoy's betrayal that turned the advantage in our favor." Harry nodded and said, "To be precise, he defected to Professor Dracula."

"I can't believe it..." Ron's eyes widened, still a little bit unbelieving.

But within a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed, "So Draco Malfoy must be in a miserable state now, right? Wasn't he beaten to death by the younger generations of the other Death Eaters?"

"It seems not. After all, Malfoy is the prefect of Slytherin and can complain directly to the professors." Colin said, "As for Crabbe and Goyle, they have abandoned Malfoy and gathered around Theodore Nott."

"Sure enough, even if they change their masters, they can't change their nature of being followers." Ron laughed loudly, "I really want to be discharged from the hospital earlier so that I can laugh at them earlier, hahahaha..."

However, Ron's joy soon turned into sorrow.

Madam Pomfrey heard the commotion here and walked over aggressively.

"Don't make loud noises in the infirmary. Will you be responsible if you disturb others' rest?!" she yelled at Ron.

Then, Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry and the others who were not in the hospital, "And the rest of you, you can leave now. The patient needs rest!"

Faced with the murderous Madam Pomfrey, Harry, Rolf and Colin had no time to continue discussing the issue of Grindelwald. They nodded timidly and slipped out of the school infirmary together.

Ron lay on the bed depressed, and Madam Pomfrey forced him to drink a large cup of extremely unpalatable potion without any sweetener, which made him no longer in the mood to laugh at Malfoy.

Standing at the door of the school infirmary, Harry said goodbye to Rolf and Colin and prepared to go to the shed next to the Forbidden Forest to visit Hagrid.

Harry walked up the stairs leading from the infirmary to the first floor hall and encountered very few people along the way.

Even for a Sunday, the castle seemed too quiet.

It seemed that everyone had gone out and came to the sunny field to enjoy the relaxation after the exams and the leisurely last few days of the semester without class schedules and homework.

Harry walked slowly down the empty corridor, staring out the window; he could see some Quidditch players floating in groups above the Quidditch pitch, a few young wizards playing on the lawn, and two students swimming in the lake with a giant squid.

He found himself as if he had formed a kind of separation atmosphere with the students of this castle:

The burden of Voldemort's return fell on Harry, making it difficult for him to breathe. He was unable to play as carefree as those little wizards.

Even though the Daily Prophet had issued a notice, most students had not yet realized that danger was approaching. They always felt that if the sky fell, there would be tall people to hold it up.

In short, Dumbledore and Professor Dracula will definitely handle all the dangers!

But Harry is different...

As a young wizard who has faced Voldemort several times and as Voldemort's nemesis as predicted, Harry is naturally on the opposite side of the dark wizard, and he also believes that Voldemort wants to kill him all the time.

In addition, there is now one more Grindelwald, and it is unknown what kind of changes the reappearance of the previous generation of Dark Lord will bring to the wizarding world.

Just as Harry was thinking, he had just walked down the last marble step and entered the porch when he unexpectedly ran into an old enemy from the past.

Draco Malfoy was walking out of the doorway on the right leading to the Slytherin common room. His face was gloomy, and his already pale complexion showed no trace of blood at all.

Slytherin's green striped tie was draped loosely around Draco's collar, and the collar of his white shirt was also messy, with a few gray handprints on it, as if he had just been in a fight.

Harry stopped short, and so did Draco.

At this moment, the air between the two of them seemed to freeze. The only sound they could hear was the shouting, laughter, and splashing of water from the field coming through the open front door, which was totally out of place here.

Draco glanced around - Harry knew he was looking for any sign of the professor - then returned his gaze to Harry and murmured, "You should be very proud of yourself, Potter."

Harry raised his eyebrows.

"How ridiculous," Draco said coldly, "From a nonsense liar to a hero admired by everyone, it only takes a newspaper..."

Harry had never seen Draco so angry.

He looked angrier than ever, yet at the same time, there was a kind of confusion hidden deep inside his pale face, which was twisted with anger.

"You must be very proud of yourself," Draco said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You have established yourself as the savior, while I am left as a pure-blood traitor, looked down upon by my classmates and friends!"

"But betraying Voldemort was your father's own choice. I didn't force him to do it." Harry spread his hands. "You will be happy sooner or later, because Voldemort will be destroyed by Dumbledore soon... What's wrong with you?"

He saw that Draco's eyes turned into fear when he heard the name, so he added: "You should learn to adapt, Malfoy. Your family is no longer in the same group with Voldemort. There is no need to be in awe of him."

"Do you think you are such an important person? How dare you lecture me like this, Potter?" Draco said as he approached Harry with an unhappy look on his face. "Just wait. After the war is over, we can still rely on our family connections and property to recover to a place you can't even imagine!"

"Do you think that after what happened with Voldemort, pure-blood families will still be as popular as before?" Harry asked back.

"You don't understand. The advantages of pure blood are beyond the imagination of people like you." Draco said softly, "My father will make the family business prosperous again in no time..."

"But you are just a family taking shelter under the guise of Professor Dracula now," Harry said sarcastically, "But at least he is alive now—"

Draco's eye twitched suddenly.

The next moment, his hand quickly reached for his wand, but Harry was faster and had his wand out before Draco could get his fingers into the pocket of his robes.

"Potter!"

Just then, a greasy voice came from the other end of the porch, interrupting the duel between Harry and Draco.

Snape appeared on the stairs leading to his office. Seeing him, Harry's emotions became extremely complicated again, and that feeling far exceeded his feelings towards Draco...

No matter how much Dumbledore trusts him now, it was Snape who told Voldemort half of the prophecy... Harry's parents lost their lives because of this.

Even though Snape tried to save Harry from danger several times later, the disgust he showed towards Harry was real! Harry didn't have any good feelings towards Snape at all!

"What are you doing, Potter?" Snape had no idea what Harry was thinking, but he strode towards the two of them as he spoke, his tone as cold as before.

"I was just thinking about what spell to use on Malfoy, sir." Harry couldn't control his emotions and said angrily.

Snape glared at Harry.

"Put your wands away at once," he snapped. "Ten points from Gryffindor—"

Snape looked at the four huge hourglasses on the wall and smiled contemptuously.

"Ah, I see there are no more points left to deduct from Gryffindor's hourglass. In that case, Potter, we have only—"

"And some more points?"

Professor McGonagall interrupted Snape as she walked up the stone steps leading into the castle, looking quite well.

"Professor McGonagall!" Snape said as he came forward. "Potter is about to use magic to attack his classmates, and you are going to give him extra points... Am I understanding you correctly?"

"Yes, Professor Snape," said Professor McGonagall, adjusting her pointed hat. "I think Potter and his companions should each get 50 points. Because they reminded everyone that You-Know-Who is back!"

"What do you think, Professor Snape?" Professor McGonagall looked at Snape with a smile.

"What?" Snape asked, surprised. "Oh... maybe - I thought..."

"Then, Potter, the Weisley siblings, Longbottom and Miss Granger each get 50 points." Professor McGonagall waved her wand without asking Snape's opinion.

A large number of rubies fell into the ball under the Gryffindor scoring hourglass. "Oh - and fifty points from Miss Lovegood and Mr Scamander, I suppose."

She added, as some sapphires and topaz fell into the hourglasses of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff respectively. "Now you will take ten points off Potter's score, I suppose, Professor Snape - well, that's it..."

A few of the rubies flew back into the upper sphere, but even so there were still a considerable number left.

"Well, Potter, Malfoy, I think you should go outside for a walk in such nice weather." Professor McGonagall continued excitedly, "It's a rare opportunity to drive Umbridge out. The air in the castle seems to have become fresher."

She had been dissatisfied for a long time with Umbridge, who was forcibly placed in Hogwarts by the Ministry of Magic. Now that Dumbledore had won the game with the Ministry of Magic and driven Umbridge out of the castle, Professor McGonagall felt very happy.

"Professor, you don't seem to be very worried about Grindelwald's problem?" Harry was a little surprised by Professor McGonagall's relaxed and cheerful tone.

He originally thought that a professor as strict and serious as Professor McGonagall would frown and ponder for a long time after hearing the news that another Dark Lord had been born!

"So you also know Grindelwald?" Professor McGonagall looked at Harry in surprise and said to him, "Indeed, Grindelwald is indeed a very dangerous person, there is no doubt about that."

"But for us, especially for Dumbledore, this is not entirely a bad thing."

"Just wait and see, Grindelwald can't possibly be on the same side as the You-Know-Who!"