Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Listening to Sirius' words, Harry nodded, the corners of his mouth undisguisedly curled up, and a smile overflowed directly on his face.

At the same time Harry watched out of the corner of his eye, Sirius straightened up.

Please forgive the witch for a little scheming, godfather. Harry thought happily.

Influencing other people's thoughts by controlling other people's emotions and interpreting their own details is more effective than direct language in many cases.

After making a decision, Sirius received positive feedback from Harry, so he was naturally very happy.

He also wanted to drink another glass of Firewhiskey for his right decision.

But when he wanted to reach for the wine bottle, he suddenly found that the two bottles on the table were empty.

Sirius was stunned for two seconds, then looked up at Harry, and then at the bottle in his hand.

When his gaze returned to Harry, he witnessed Harry draining the Flame Whiskey in the glass in one go.

Sirius gasped. He suddenly realized that Harry was really beyond his expectations.

Ms. Rosmerta, two more bottles of fire whiskey! Sirius, who hadn't had enough yet, shouted loudly.

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That afternoon, Sirius went to Diagon Alley with the help of the Portkey made by Professor Dumbledore.

He had to go to Ollivander to buy a suitable wand first, or Sirius suspected that he might not even be able to open the door of Black's house.

After all, Sirius has been expelled by the Black family for so long. Although he inherited the inheritance on the magical level, there are still many mechanisms that will take effect on Sirius.

Sirius' great-great-grandfather had been emphasizing to him that Sirius' old mother had put a special spell on Black's old house, trying to keep Sirius out forever.

Although Sirius is very confident in his level of wandless spellcasting, it is safer to have a wand if he wants to fight against the magic in Black's old house.

Harley originally wanted to go with Sirius, and by the way, see if he had a chance to accidentally stumble into Knockturn Alley, and then just happen to meet a werewolf or vampire who attacked him.

However, considering that school was about to start, he would definitely not be able to have fun in Knockturn Alley, so Harry could only choose to give up.

The next morning, the students who left school for Christmas took the Hogwarts special train back to school.

As soon as almost everyone went back to school, they started to ask where Harley was.

After all, in this short two-week holiday, the heinous Death Eater Sirius Black was acquitted, and the hero Pettigrew who should have died was resurrected.

Two heavyweight melons put Hogwarts' gossip-loving young wizards into a frenzy.

No one on the train was discussing their Christmas holiday adventures, but gossiping wildly about the love-hate relationship between Sirius Black and Pettigrew.

And the ancient and great pure-blood surname Black has an heir again, which also gives the group of proud snakes in Slytherin something to talk about.

After all, the first two melons involved Voldemort, a big figure who was closely related to him, and it was not so convenient to discuss from their standpoint.

Black is different. Discussing the topic of pure blood is only natural for them.

And the center of these things, Harley, has received the attention of all the little wizards, especially the little lions of Gryffindor, who want to get some first-hand information.

But they all found nothing, and Harry seems to have disappeared from Hogwarts Castle.

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In the Room of Requirement, only Harry and Hermione can enter the room.

At some point, a huge operating table appeared in the room, and there were many mystical supplies beside it.

Harry, who had disappeared into Hogwarts, was standing here, slowly wiping his dagger.

And lying on the operating table was a black figure—a dementor.

But the current situation of this dementor is not particularly good.

Its black body has become much more illusory, especially the black mist at the bottom of the gray-black cloak, which has completely tended to disappear.

And on the body of this dementor, there are silver ropes wrapped around it.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it is not the rope, but the snake hair of Harley's patron saint Medusa.

Through long-term research on the patron saint and infusing the power of mythical creatures, Harley's use of it has been greatly improved.

She is now able to separate Medusa's snake hair from her body, and make the patron saint's body disappear, only maintaining the snake hair alone.

After Pettigrew Peter was arrested, Fudge hurriedly withdrew the dementors back to Azkaban, prohibiting them from continuing to be stationed near Hogwarts.

Professor Dumbledore doesn't like dementors, and Fudge has a strong dislike for them.

After all, this is a monster that is difficult to kill, and it also sucks happiness, and has been spying on the soul of human beings.

In the wizarding world where bloodlines are divided into superior and inferior, who would like these inhuman evil creatures?

If it weren't for the dementors being the strongest force that Fudge was qualified to command directly, he would never have given these dementors the status of employees of the Ministry of Magic.

And the dementor on the operating table was quietly captured by Harry during the first Quidditch match at Hogwarts.

At that time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and visibility was extremely low.

Although the stands were full of students, they couldn't see clearly whether the dementors were wiped out, escaped into the clouds, or were captured.

So Harry took advantage of this golden opportunity to tie several dementors with Patronus and stuff them into his pocket.

Harry has always been very curious about dementors. After all, their existence is so strange that Harry wants to dissect them.

However, pure physical dissection does not seem to have any effect on the dementor. The dagger cut through the fog on the dementor's body, but left no trace where the blade passed.

Interesting, really interesting. Ignoring physical damage?

Harry said softly, not sure if he was speaking to himself or the poor dementor,

It seems that the first research topic has come. What can really kill you monsters effectively?

The black flame rose from Harry's body, flowing slowly bit by bit, gradually covering the entire dagger.

When this kind of black flame that can burn spiritual substances covered the blade, Harry noticed that the dementor's body shrank obviously, as if trying to stay away from the black flame.

Do you feel the danger? Could it be that you have a feeling of fear?

Harry caressed the blade with his fingers, and his nails rubbed against the blade of the dagger without any sound.

The world is really wonderful, the creature that creates fear itself produces fear...

Before he finished speaking, the dagger hanging in mid-air pierced into the dementor's body and slid slowly.

The dementor seemed to feel severe pain and tried to struggle, but was tightly restrained in place.

Don't move, don't move. The corners of Harry's mouth curled up, It would be bad if I accidentally killed you.

Bursts of black smoke rose from where the dagger passed, making the entire body of the dementor even more blurred.

Hmm... black flames can harm you, but what about other powers? Can ice, disease, and curses harm you?

If it is the power attached to a mythical creature, or pure spirituality, what will happen?

Harry spoke softly while waving the dagger.

The black flame above dissipated into the air, and it was accompanied by a layer of frost exuding an evil aura.

Let me try it. The witch manipulated the dagger with a gentle smile on her face.

The little song echoed in the room, melodious and pleasant, just like the sound of nature.

...

Before I knew it, the whole afternoon and night passed like this.

The restraints on the dementor were gone, but this little cutie sat obediently on the operating table, curled up and trembling constantly.

Even though Harry had his back turned to it, concocting potions at another table, the dementor had no intention of attacking from behind.

The potion is ready, we can continue the experiment again. Harry finally finished his preparations for a new round of experiments, and turned around with the potion in hand.

When greeting the dementors, her voice was full of tenderness and affection.

But the dementor was so frightened that he didn't even dare to tremble. He just sat there obediently, with fear showing on his face without facial features.

After another burst of cruel and silent wailing, Harry looked at the mechanical watch:

It seems that it's getting late, let's stop here for today's experiment.

Well, tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go to class again.

Then I will come to accompany you again next week. During this time, I will wrong you to stay in this box for a while.

Saying so, Harry took out a box from his pocket.

This box is very similar to the box that seals Voldemort's soul fragments, and it is an imitation that Harry spent a lot of materials to make.

After seeing the small box appear, the dementor on the operating table couldn't wait to jump up and plunge into the small open opening of the small box.

Although it has always disliked the narrow and dark box, without any emotions around it, so that it can only be hungry.

Although it swears that once it escapes, it must give the person who imprisoned itself a dementor's kiss.

But it doesn't have any bad thoughts now, and it likes it here - at least there are no smiling, soft-voiced crazy witches in this small space!

Only it knows what it has experienced. Harley has tried all the means of the witch path on it, several dangerous corrosive potions and all the offensive spells that Harley knows.

Offensive spells and potions are not much more effective against dementors than a tickle.

But those black flames, ice and emerald green light brought endless pain to the dementor.

If it wasn't for the fact that the dementor had no mouth and couldn't speak, it would have begged Harry to kill him directly.

...

After Christmas, the courses are still normal. Apart from the increased difficulty of the courses and more homework, there are no shortcomings.

Although Hermione has been using the Time Turner and the Room of Requirement flexibly, her mental state has also declined significantly.

Harry persuaded her to let Hermione drop two courses on her own initiative.

But Hermione was unwilling to accept this suggestion: I have to complete at least one full academic year of courses before dropping out.

Harley could only stop persuading and let the little witch stick to her inner beliefs.

In private lessons, Professor Snape no longer taught Harry how to improve Wolfsbane Potion to make it more disgusting to the user.

He began to teach Harry some potions that took a long time to brew, such as Buffy's Brain Rejuvenation Potion, Polyjuice Potion, and Felix Elixir.

These potions all have extremely extraordinary effects, such as Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion, which can even permanently enhance the wizard's intelligence after reaching a certain purity and quality.

And behind this powerful effect is the extremely high difficulty of brewing these potions and the scarce amount of raw materials.

Take compound decoction as an example, as the favorite potion of dark wizards, it is a must-have product when killing people, stealing goods, and committing crimes. The supply on the black market has always been in short supply.

However, the important main ingredients of the compound decoction—the horns of bicorns and the snake skin fragments of African tree snakes—are all prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

For the former, the number of bicorns is extremely rare, and only in the deep mountains and old forests can there be a chance to find them.

The latter is also nearly extinct in Africa. It is extremely rare to see living African tree snakes in the wild. Only some villages where wizards gather will carry out artificial breeding.

Even if all the materials can be obtained, it still needs to be boiled for a whole month to succeed.

Professor Snape took the initiative to teach Harry these theoretical knowledge, and said that he would provide Halle with materials for her to practice in the later stage.

This surprised Harley, but she could understand it all considering the reappearance of Sirius and the boring plot that was barely bloody back then.

Men, have always been a kind of strange creature, will have a strange desire to win or lose in an inexplicable place.

Harley said that she has lived for so long, and she has seen it very clearly.

Fast forward to early February, and Gryffindor's second Quidditch match came as scheduled.

Gryffindor's opponent in this game is Ravenclaw, but the Kitty Eagles are desperate.

After all, Gryffindor spread the news early that Harry's rich godfather, Sirius Black, gave Harry a Firebolt as a Christmas present.

At first, the eaglets tried to numb themselves, thinking that it was fake news from Gryffindor, in order to blow their self-confidence.

But the Gryffindor Quidditch team soon had a public practice session, and Wood made no secret of it, allowing other teams to come and watch.

In this training, Harley rode the Firebolt and put on matching sportswear;

Gryffindor's Seeker Katie also temporarily eliminated her Comet 260 and replaced it with Harry's Nimbus 2000.

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(Thanks to Nine-tailed Flame Fox and Broken Bee Yiye for their rewards!)

It is also an HP fan, and the author feels pretty good after reading it.