Dumbledore has lived for more than a hundred years, and his understanding of the wizarding world is even better than his understanding of himself.

Who are the masters and where do they live?

Even if Dumbledore didn't know the specific address, he knew which country they were in.

Many masters were added that Kingsley had not thought of.

until noon.

A list of more than a hundred people was compiled.

The Sorting Hat came back in the middle, scratched Harry's palm, and informed him that Sirius had been safely taken to Hogwarts.

"We will negotiate with the Ministry of Magic of other countries as much as possible." Kingsley wrote down these names one by one.

Tonks sighed: "How come there are so many masters?"

She had always thought that masters were rare.

But one after another, unexpected names came out of Dumbledore's mouth, which made her feel like plucking carrots in the field, one by one.

"This is for the whole of Europe." Kingsley shook his head.

I can't understand Tonks' thoughts.

More than one hundred is already a very large number, involving wizards from forty-four countries in Europe and even some other further areas.

This is too difficult for the Ministry of Magic of Great Britain.

"Voldemort may not know as much as Albus does." Harry whispered, "Also, although the Wild Hunters don't mind where these masters come from, the channel for them to get the news is from the Death Eaters. our."

"So it is more likely that he will attack the wizards in Great Britain, especially the wizards who are likely to be our help."

Kingsley suddenly understood and nodded heavily.

They parted.

Harry and the others returned to Hogsmeade. This time Geralt did not resist the Apparition. He finally understood why Harry had no complaints about this bad way of appearing - wizards' other ways of traveling were not very good. Reliable.

Just stepped into Hogwarts.

Harry took out the Marauder's Map and saw Sirius's name in Lupin's office, pacing uneasily.

They walked right over.

Just pushed the door open.

Sirius in the room was startled, and immediately raised his wand. After seeing the person clearly, he let go of the wand with a sigh of relief: "Harry, and Geralt, what's going on, you called me to Hogg in such a panic?" Watts?”

"Keep you safe." Harry said directly.

Sirius frowned slightly: "Hasn't Crouch been caught? Even if there is still a Death Eater outside, I'm not afraid."

"Of course it has nothing to do with Death Eaters," Harry interrupted, "It's the Wild Hunt."

"Last night, Bagshot and Ms. Gorshak, a master of history and a master of charms, were captured by the Wild Hunt."

Sirius was puzzled: "What does this have to do with me."

"The Wild Hunt is now targeting those masters." Harry answered for him.

Sirius was still puzzled: "So what does it have to do with me?"

"You are a master of the Transfiguration Spell." Harry was silent for a while, stared at Sirius, and said these words calmly.

Sirius was surprised and pointed to himself: "Me?"

It was hard for him to imagine that such a serious word as "master" could be associated with him, especially when the master of the transformation spell he knew was "Professor McGonagall". He felt that he was too far removed from Professor McGonagall.

"You are an Animagus." Harry said angrily, "Besides Professor McGonagall, the only Animagus."

Sirius scratched his head: "Is that so?"

"So I'm actually no worse than Snotlout?"

"He is the master of potions and I am the master of transformation spells?"

Harry sighed and said nothing.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "Of course, Sirius, you have always been excellent."

Harry did not continue talking, but carefully told Sirius everything that happened last night.

After hearing this, Sirius nodded blankly: "So, why do you suspect that Crouch has another helper, rather than that the mysterious man has been resurrected?"

"Of course it's possible." Harry nodded, "If so, it would be the best development."

"But I'm afraid the chances of that happening are slim."

"If dear Tom is resurrected, it is impossible for Crouch to try to believe Snape. Only he has not been resurrected yet and is still missing something. Crouch is not ready yet and has no choice but to choose to believe." Snape for a moment."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully.

For a while, he couldn't sort out this mess of thoughts.

"So, I have to stay in Hogwarts before catching Voldemort?" Sirius shook his head, simply changed the subject, and asked naturally.

"I'm afraid so." Harry nodded.

Sirius sighed: "There will be a concert at Christmas"

Harry said nothing and looked at him quietly.

Sirius was helpless: "I know, Harry, I know, I won't be so willful."

Geralt looked aside.

This mode of getting along, no matter how many times I see it, it always feels particularly refreshing.

Of course, Sirius would not be so peaceful when he stayed at Hogwarts. With permission, he would help Lupine with a few classes. This completely different kind of fanaticism was discovered by the students almost immediately. , which made the Gryffindors cheer, as they could briefly have two of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in one school year.

Dumbledore also wrote a letter to Newt Scamander, hoping that he and his wife could come to Hogwarts for a short stay.

But Scamander didn't agree. He preferred to live with his family. Especially now that Christmas was approaching, he preferred to spend this holiday at home.

If there really is a wild hunt.

Norbert is now a big girl too.

It is not very smooth for the Ministry of Magic to contact the Ministry of Magic in other countries. Just like in Great Britain, characters such as Dumbledore, Harry, and Snape do not pay much attention to the Ministry of Magic. The same is true for other masters in other countries. They are free-spirited and do not obey the orders of the Ministry of Magic.

Only for the sake of Dumbledore and the famous Mr. Potter, he reluctantly met with the Ministry of Magic officials.

I don’t know if I listened to those words.

The only good news is that there seems to be no movement from the Wild Hunt since their actions that night. They seem to have disappeared.

Until Christmas came, and on Christmas Eve, a heavy snow fell.

Dorset, Great Britain.

The Scamander family was lively and gathered in front of the long table. Not every elderly wizard was as lonely as Dumbledore. He had a perfect family and three cats with pure blood. Cat nives. They were hunched over, their hair standing on end, breathing towards the door.

It seems like he is really masculine QAQ

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