"So Professor, did you have Fawkes wake me out of bed in the middle of the night just so that I could join you in mourning these unlucky former professors?"

Harley couldn't help but complain as she watched Professor Dumbledore put away the roster of professors.

"Of course not." Professor Dumbledore shrugged, "Do I look like someone that out of tune?" ”

Facing the rather eerie gazes of Hallie, Fawkes, and the other old Headmaster portraits around him, Professor Dumbledore knew that the topic was not good for him.

So he coughed twice and got to the point,

"Ahem, ahem...... Harley, after reading the previous roster, do you feel that the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts has changed too quickly? ”

"It's really going to be replaced too quickly." Hallie nodded, "From the middle of your tenure, you'll basically need to change professors every year. ”

"And the further it goes, the greater the probability of the professor's sacrifice, and it will become a one-time consumable, which is really tragic."

"No, no." Professor Dumbledore shook his head repeatedly, "Look, aren't there quite a few people who survived?" ”

"Uncle Remus is a werewolf with high magic resistance," Harley replied mercilessly,

"And Professor Moody is a veteran Auror, especially experienced, at least much higher than the magic level of the previous professors."

"Ten years ago, I haven't seen a single professor leave this castle alive."

Professor Dumbledore took a few disguised sips of honey water, only to choke on the viscous liquid inside.

"I just want to tell you through this abnormal death data that the rumor among students that the Defence Against the Dark Arts course is cursed" is true."

After relieving himself, Professor Dumbledore explained with a serious face,

"This curse came from my unsuccessful student Tom, and tonight, we're going to lift it."

"Sure enough, you hate the professors in front of you, right? Otherwise, why are you looking for me now? ”

Once again, Harry gave Professor Dumbledore a merciless blow.

"Can I be blamed for this?" Professor Dumbledore's old face flushed,

"I myself don't have the power to lift this curse, and I need your help, but you were young in the past, and I'm not worried about you, right?"

Seeing that Harry seemed to want to say something, Professor Dumbledore quickly stood up,

"Let's go, it's late, don't waste any more time. Let's go now. ”

…………

Moments later, in front of the Responsive Room on the eighth floor, Professor Dumbledore was poring over the tapestry of the troll stick beating the stupid Barnabas.

"What a wonderful work of art." Professor Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh.

"You should go and talk to Silly Barnabas about that, and I don't know if he's going to agree with you or if he's trying to put a curse on you."

Hallie was half-leaning against the wall next to her,

"And the professor, I came out with you at night to lift the curse, not to accompany you to study the murals."

"Well, Hallie, you should be a little more lenient with an old man like me." Professor Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"You said earlier that it was getting late, and you were going to leave immediately."

Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to hear Harry's last words, and he stood in front of the wall opposite the tapestry, closed his eyes, and began to walk back and forth.

As Professor Dumbledore walked through the third time, a door slowly emerged from the wall.

However, this door is different from the one that Hallie used to use when she used the Bing House.

When Harley used to use the Room of Requirement, all she had appeared was an ordinary wooden door.

The one that appeared now was sky blue, with the Hogwarts logo painted on the door, and the doorknob was an eagle with a ring in its beak.

"Ravenclaw remnants." Professor Dumbledore casually explained,

"Combined with the design style of the room and the traces of magic left inside, it is not difficult to tell that the Room of Requirement is the work of Ravenclaw himself."

"Harley, you know, the headmasters of Hogwarts have been granted headmaster privileges after being recognized by the school's castle, and have the right to monitor most of the school's spaces."

"And that permission comes from this room in the Room of Requirement."

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore tapped lightly on the knocker.

The eagle's beak opened and closed quickly, and a pleasant voice came from it:

"In line with the principal's authority, please come in."

"Tsk." Professor Dumbledore opened the door, regret in his voice,

"It's not good to be a headmaster, Ravenclaw didn't ask me any questions of the two knockers he stayed here and in the common room, he just let me pass."

"To tell you the truth, I kind of like the questions these two knockers raise, it's interesting enough."

When you open the door, you can see two worlds inside and outside the room.

This time, the room is a forest, and there is a path hidden in the forest.

"At the time when Ravenclaw was active, the poet Bedou had not yet been born. However, the fairy tales recorded in the "Poet Bean Tales Collection" already had a prototype at that time. ”

"Bidou's later work was only to collect these fairy tales, process and polish them, and finally publish them into a book."

"Ravenclaw himself was very fond of these fairy tales, and designed the Hogwarts core room based on parts of the fairy tales."

As they spoke, the two stepped onto a wooden bridge, and under the bridge was a gray river, as if coming from the underworld.

It is clear that this part of the journey is modeled after the legend of the three brothers.

However, Harley didn't feel any death in the river, only the presence of color-changing magic and water-making magic.

Finally, Professor Dumbledore was the first to stop.

The two were in a clearing in the middle of the forest, with a spring in front of them.

"Magical spring water based on the Fountain of Good Luck." Professor Dumbledore tapped the edge of the fountain with his wand,

"Of course, the legendary fountain of good luck doesn't actually have good luck, and neither does this fountain."

"It's just a model of Hogwarts hidden in it."

Before the words fell, countless streams of water slowly rose.

Hallways, stairs, classrooms......

All the configurations of Hogwarts Castle are slowly being restored, except for the professor's office, student dormitories, bathrooms, and Slytherin chambers, including the Room of Requirement.

Eventually, the spring stopped flowing, and the model was completely formed.

"This is just the most basic model, and I can further monitor the location of all the creatures in the castle, including wizards, pets, and house-elves."

Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, and the empty space on the model, which had been the student's dormitory and the professor's office, was instantly covered with red dots.

"Of course, I can't know exactly what's going on in these more private places."

Looking at Hallie's perverted eyes, he added another sentence to his image.

"And the curse is here." Professor Dumbledore's wand pointed lightly at the location of the basement level of the model.

It had been Professor Snape's office, but it was now shrouded in a black mist.

"The location of this black mist is constantly changing, and where the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office is, it's there."

"Even if this course is canceled and a new course is introduced, such as the principles of magic practice, the curse will automatically transfer to the new course."

Professor Dumbledore's voice was rather helpless,

"And Tom used a subtle and cruel black magic to bind the curse to his life."

"Unless he dies or cracks this dark magic, we can't lift the curse."

"And you know, he has Horcruxes, so ......"

"I see, now you think I've digested Voldemort's soul fragments and have a talent for dark magic that came from his influence."

Harley drew her wand, "So you can only count on me to lift the curse, right?" ”

"If only you could understand." Professor Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief,

"After all, this matter is somewhat dangerous, and it should be solved by an old man like me."

"It's a pity that I'm too old to be useful, so I can only ask you."

"I'm a little embarrassed to say that. I'm older than you. ”

Harry muttered in a voice that Professor Dumbledore couldn't even hear, and tapped the surface of the fountain lightly.

The water exploded in an instant, and a cold air quickly climbed down the spring, eroding every corner of the Hogwarts model.

The cold air in the entire castle instantly became much thicker, as if it was about to freeze.

However, there was no such extreme, as the walls of the castle were faintly glowing, and every portrait and every worn piece of armor exuded magical fluctuations.

The cold was suppressed by the magic emitted by the entire castle, and it did not cause much harm.

"Grip of Doom."

At some point, Hallie's hair grew quietly, tucked into her pajamas, and rested on the mirror around her waist.

The ice was instantly covered in black curses, spreading towards the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

But the target of these curses is not the curses that are entrenched in the office, but the connection between these curses and the outside world-

In Harry's eyes, the curses stretched out in transparent lines in multiple directions, two side by side connecting the Malfoy family's manor and one to Gringotts.

There was also one attached to his waist, in the pocket where the Traceless Stretching Charm had been cast.

In addition to these solid lines, there was a semi-illusory line that spread to the Gryffindor girls' dormitory, the room where Harley was.

"Infected by madness and curses, but still retains the properties of a Horcrux?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Hallie's eyes,

"It looks like that piece of soul is ...... I can reuse it a little more. ”

The black curse instantly wrapped around the four half-wires, and easily cut off the threads, replacing the curse against the Defence Against the Dark Arts and the connection of those souls.

"Darkness master, rest in the dark."

Hallie's voice suddenly echoed through the room, its voice ethereal, but mixed with an incomprehensible silence.

Professor Dumbledore on the side stared intently at Harry's every move, nodding from time to time.

When Harry's voice rang out, Professor Dumbledore visibly felt the unusual fluctuations in his surroundings.

His attention grewed, and his wand raised slightly.

The room suddenly went completely dark, and before Dumbledore could light up the magical light, a dazzling starlight exploded in the sky.

"Armor protection!" "Guard!" "Rock solid!"

Despite not knowing what was happening, Professor Dumbledore stepped forward and grabbed Harley by the hand.

Layers of heavy magical defenses lay across the two of them, and they were full of brilliance and extremely powerful magical fluctuations.

Apparently, Professor Dumbledore was very afraid of Harry's accident, so he was always ready to rescue him.

"Professor, I'm fine." Harry's voice made Professor Dumbledore's hanging heart relax slightly,

"It was just a normal phenomenon when the curse was lifted, and it didn't do me any harm. And now that curse is completely gone. ”

Hearing this, Professor Dumbledore hesitated for a moment and waved his wand.

After finding out that everything around him was safe, Professor Dumbledore removed the thick magical defenses.

At this time, the Hogwarts castle model in front of the two of them returned to its original appearance. The black mist that filled the castle had vanished, and the cold had been subdued, leaving only the clear spring water flowing slowly.

"Professor, these curses were forcibly attached to his soul by Voldemort."

Responding to Professor Dumbledore's inquiring gaze, Harley whispered,

"That's why I used some of my innate black magic to steer this connection in a redirection and point it at me, and then lift the curse."

"And rest assured, Professor, the lifting of the curse has no effect on me." Looking at the worry in Professor Dumbledore's eyes, Harry added,

"Do you think for yourself, would Voldemort allow the curse he has laid down to endanger him?"

"If he himself dies, the curse will indeed disappear. But if the curse is destroyed first, it will have no effect on him personally. ”

"That's good." Professor Dumbledore nodded, "Harry, I thank you first for Severus. ”

After checking the room again to make sure that the curse had been completely removed, Professor Dumbledore walked out with confidence.

Harley was a few steps behind him, looking the model up and down.

In this model, Harley also noticed another familiar trace of magic - magic from the Living Point Map.

It seems that his father and Sirius came here in the first place, using special magic to link the map to this model, so that the Living Point Map can monitor the entire school at all times.

Harley shook her head, didn't think about it anymore, and walked out of the woods.

On the way, her back jerked unreal, becoming almost transparent, but quickly regaining solidity.

……

…… (End of chapter)