Hogwarts is about to start, and Harry and the others are about to become third-year students. Fafnier took time out to go to a post-disintegrated Russia, and when he returned, he mysteriously put a car-sized object in the basement of the castle.

"Speaking of which, the black dog must have arrived in London by now. Fafnir thought so, but the situation was not what he expected—the escaped prisoners were not all petty thieves, and a few were bastards who had been arrested by the Ministry of Magic and sent to Azkaban for serious crimes in the Muggle world, and although they were not Death Eaters, they were actually no worse than Death Eaters. Once they successfully escaped from prison, they would naturally return to their old jobs, and the Oros were too busy chasing down this group of guys, not to mention Sirius, who hadn't had time to commit the crime.

In fact, if Sirius did break into Hogwarts to find Harry now, it is estimated that things would be unexpected - there is a high probability that he will be fed to the octopuses in the Black Lake as dog meat..........

In fact, Black Dog has indeed been lurking in the jungle all along, just waiting for school to open and Harry Potter and them return. Faffnier stepped into Hogwarts, but this time he went first to his office room, where he looked out the window from his small office on the second floor, where the Hogwarts students were in.

A new group of young wizards, like their seniors, rode small rowboats across the dark lake to the stairs below Hogwarts Hall. The second-year students and above had already arrived in the hall from another road. By this time the sky was already dark, and Faveniel strode out of his office, turning into the side hallway and heading down the hall.

This time the Sorting House was a little more exciting - it was the only chance for the community to add new blood. And quite a few of the teachers above looked disheartened—the thought that centuries of glorious tradition might well be wiped out in recent years made several professors known for their orthodoxy sad. "Hogwarts is not the Hogwarts we used to be—it's even worse than when the Dark Lord was alive......" Faveniel's ears heard Professor McGonagall's barely uttered whisper. "Trust me, Professor, things will get better over time.......... was Faviniel's heartfelt answer to Professor McGonagall.

As he introduced the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Favennier saw the obvious malice and hatred on Professor Snape's face - at the professor who had just walked over.

It was a man who had the same meaning as the word "down" at first glance, except that Harry Potter didn't say "I know this guy" this time - although the Dementors were indeed released to hunt down the prisoners, they didn't appear on the Hogwarts Express this time, so the werewolf professor's rendezvous with Potter didn't happen at all.

When all was over, the students returned to their dormitories after a long absence, and Faveniel returned to his castle in Hogsmeade. As early as the moment he walked out of the gates of Hogwarts, "Huh, how dare you enter my castle?"

The black nightmare horse with a ghost fire stopped in front of the castle gate, and Favenir looked at the huddled gatekeeper and the open gate of the castle, and sneered and rode into the outer avenue.

In front of him were more than a dozen filthy robed people floating like dark clouds a little above the ground, no skin in sight, no face in sight, only slender and sharp claws could be faintly seen between the waves of their arms.

"Dementors, how dare you enter my castle and arrest people? They seemed to smell the scent of Shotek Haughan's visit. Favenir glanced at the Dementors a few times, then snapped his fingers.

Cracks opened in the ground, and bone claws stretched out. The claws of the bones squeezed hard, and a skeleton crawled out of the crack in the ground, and when they crawled out, the crack in the ground disappeared of its own accord.

The moving skeletons had dark red flames flashing in their eye sockets, one skeleton carrying a small round shield in its arm, and the other holding a one-handed sword or spear, and with the click of friction between the joints, dozens of skeleton soldiers surrounded the more than a dozen Dementors.

Faveniel got off the Nightmare Pony and patted it on the neck to let it run back to the stable, and he found a place to sit down on the steps of the castle gate and watch the skeletons fight the Dementors.

The Dementors' aura of fear had no effect on the skeletons, and the skeletons couldn't really strike the Dementors with their swords and spears - they were more like smoke-robed monsters, with bodies between the real and the void. Although there is a physical body, it is like cutting it in water, and the broken clothes will merge with the body in the blink of an eye.

"Unexpectedly, it's more like a ghost......... "Fafnir scratched his chin and turned his gaze to the other side—the walkway that led to the atrium garden. The sound of horses' hooves came from the aisle, and it wasn't long before the owner of the horse's hooves emerged from the darkness by the light of the dim lampstand on the side.

It was a cavalryman with only the front half of the body - the cavalry like a dry corpse rode on a horse with only the front half of the body, and the horse was dragging half of the intestines and internal organs that flowed out, and those internal organs were also a little dry, and there was no disgusting pus, and the bones below were exposed in many places on the horse's body, but the body of this half of the horse was still wearing quite good vest. The cavalrymen, spears and swords in their hands, unleashed their charges as soon as they appeared.

Along the way, they completely ignored the skeleton soldiers and directly ran into them. Not long after the skeletons were knocked apart, they regrouped and stood up. The weapons in the hands of the cavalry shimmered with an evil blue-green light, and with the sound of horses' hooves in a torrential rain, the cavalrymen waved their weapons......... The filthy black robes were completely split like worn-out mops, and this time they hissed so violently that they could never heal.

Fafnir watched as a great sword slashed through the hood, and this time he saw the face beneath the hood—a face that could only be seen by executed soul-sucking prisoners, this time completely exposed to the light and moonlight. "It's ugly, it's not that different from a mummy. Fafnir looked at the tumbling head, and the severed head vanished into the air in a cloud of black mist.

"Did you get a side dish?" Faveniel looked up at the castle as if he had heard the castle's voice......

"Tomorrow, tomorrow is the new semester. Let's see what's going to happen......"

The next day, there was something that Faveniel knew was a big deal, but something happened that the people involved at Hogwarts were completely unaware of.........

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