Because Apparate is not possible in Hogwarts, Sirius, Lupin, Mrs. Weasley and the others can only choose to go to Hogsmeade first and then go to the castle.

In order to avoid being ambushed by the Death Eaters who were lying in ambush here in advance, they deliberately chose a relatively remote place... a depression to the left of the Screaming Cold Drink House.

This place used to be the Shrieking Shack, and it was changed to this name after Sirius took over a year ago. Although the name of the store is a bit strange, after reading it many times, it has become smoother.

After all, you can't expect a man who loses 8,000 Galleons a year to come up with a good store name.

Several people hid their figures and walked quickly towards Hogwarts.

During this period, Sirius also took the time to tell Harry and Lupin about Regulus replacing the Slytherin pendant and playing a trick on Voldemort. He looked very proud.

I'm proud that the corrupt Black family has such a brave and fearless young wizard.

"That's amazing," Harry whispered. "I find it hard to imagine that a Death Eater would betray Voldemort because of a house-elf. He must have been determined to die before he drank those potions."

"Kreacher is just one of the reasons." Sirius said, "Regulus fundamentally disagrees with the You-Know-Who's actions. In his mind, that is not what a pure-blood wizard should do."

"He is a true Slytherin." Harry said sincerely, "So the thing in the cliff cave is a Horcrux, and you have taken it away?"

"Yes." Sirius nodded, "It was a few years ago, when we were cleaning number 12 Grimmauld Place, Kyle found Slytherin's locket on the display stand in the entrance hall.

"That one is the real one. The one in the cliff cave is a fake one that Regulus replaced."

"No wonder Voldemort was so angry." Harry thought of the extremely distorted face in his memory just now, and suddenly felt like laughing.

This was probably the first time that Voldemort was fooled like this. Not only had he been deceived by Regulus for more than ten years, but he also seemed to be ridiculed.

More importantly, Regulus sacrificed himself voluntarily, and Voldemort didn't even have the chance to take revenge and could only endure it.

The few of them talked as they walked, and soon they entered the confines of Hogsmeade village.

Unlike the bustling scene in Harry's memory, there was no one in the entire village at this time, and even the shops were closed early.

Except for one place.

The Pig's Head Bar, a place where all kinds of people gather, has a faint light.

Harry subconsciously glanced over there, then paused and rubbed his eyes hard.

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.

"No, nothing..." said Harry.

He must have had a nightmare and didn't get enough rest. He seemed to have seen Dumbledore's figure in the window just now.

But this was impossible. He had attended his funeral in person not long ago... Dumbledore was dead. No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, it was a fact.

Maybe he is the owner of this shop. He looks quite like Dumbledore.

Harry thought of the owner he saw the last time he came to the Hog's Head Pub.

With silver hair, a long beard hanging naturally, and those iconic blue eyes, if it weren't for the difference in his appearance, he would be the second Dumbledore.

Could he be related to Dumbledore? Harry couldn't help but think, and at the same time he looked away.

The three continued walking forward and soon disappeared at the end of the path.

At this time, the door of the Pig's Head Bar was suddenly opened, but no customers went in and no one came out, as if the door was blown open by the wind.

If Harry was still there at this time, he would be able to see through the crack in the open door that the owner who looked like Dumbledore was standing in the middle of the bar.

In front of him, three people were lying motionless on the table, as if they were asleep.

"Damn Dumbledore, why do I have to do this kind of garbage cleaning job." Aberforth waved his wand with some disgust, and the three people all disappeared.

Unfortunately, Harry had already walked into Hogwarts by then and didn't see any of this.

At this time, Hogwarts had completely changed its appearance, as if it had become a huge greenhouse.

Harry didn't know how to describe the shining curtain of light above the castle. The first thing that came to his mind was the windshield on the roof of the greenhouse.

Some magical plants cannot be blown away by the wind, such as the umbrella-shaped jumping mushroom. The slightest wind, or even just a slightly heavier breath, can blow them away.

Therefore, Professor Sprout not only required students to be fully armed during class, but also added a layer of windproof spell on the top of the fifth greenhouse.

It was exactly the same as what they saw now, as if the entire Hogwarts had turned into a huge greenhouse.

Several professors stood on the field, holding their wands high, chanting: "Super strong armor to protect you... impregnable..."

"Super strong armor protection... impregnable..."

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As they spoke, rays of light flew out from the tips of the sticks and merged into the topmost layer of light curtain.

"It's a super-large protective spell..." Sirius whispered beside him, "This is the first time I've seen an impenetrable spell of this scale. It looks like the professors are ready to fight."

"Filius, old friend, let me help you." He shouted and walked over.

As the former professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it seemed nothing wrong for him to call Professor Flitwick "old friend".

Sirius quickly found his position and joined the team that set up the protective spell.

The same goes for Lupin. As a werewolf, he has a sense of smell far superior to that of ordinary wizards and the ability to adapt to darkness, making him most suitable for detecting movements around him.

There is just one bad thing.

Lupin looked up at the bright moon in the sky... Today was a full moon, which was not a good day for werewolves.

His legs began to lengthen uncontrollably and stiff black-brown hair began to grow on his body.

However, Lupin seemed to be prepared. The moment his body began to change, he took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth.

Under the moonlight, the orange color of the werewolf's pupils seemed to fade a little.

"Remus, oh, God? How are you?" Mrs. Weasley ran over and asked. The werewolf's transformation was so sudden that she didn't even react.

Harry followed, but was blocked by her.

The werewolf did not answer. At this time, he had basically lost the ability to communicate, but because of the wolfsbane potion, he was still able to retain some sanity.

In order not to hurt his own people by mistake, Lupin subconsciously took a few steps back and his long wolf kiss moved.

After transforming into a werewolf, his sense of smell became more acute, and he could even smell the smell of cheap alcohol coming from the Hog's Head Bar.

Wow, those bottles must be really cheap.

Werewolf Lupin quickly turned his attention to the unfamiliar wizard smell.

"Professor Lupin, are you alright?" Harry asked again as he stepped forward cautiously, Mrs. Weasley keeping her arm in front of him.

To reassure them, Lupin took two steps back and shook his ferocious wolf head as a reply.

Perhaps today alone, the full moon was not a bad day for him.

Then Lupin in werewolf form did not stay in the school any longer. He turned around quickly and disappeared into the darkness in a few jumps.

Harry continued walking towards the castle with Mrs. Weasley, both of them having the same goal.

Ron.

Although Sirius told him when he came that all the students of Hogwarts had been evacuated to other places, he also said that adult wizards were excluded.

Harry believed that Hermione and Ron would definitely stay, just as if he had the choice, he would definitely stay in school.

"Horace, you'd better remind the Slytherins who are left behind..."

In the castle, Professor McGonagall was looking at Slughorn with a serious face, "If any of them want to take up arms and fight us inside the castle, then I'm sorry, we will fight to the death."

"Minerva, you..." Slughorn trembled a little.

"Slytherin needs to decide which side to stand on." Professor McGonagall interrupted him. "After this choice, I will no longer treat them as students."

Slughorn sighed dejectedly.

Harry was a little confused as to why Professor McGonagall was saying this to Slughorn, as if Snape was the head of Slytherin.

Speaking of this, what about others?

Such a big thing happened in Hogwarts, why hasn't the headmaster shown up yet?

Harry looked around and found that there seemed to be obvious signs of fighting around. A huge floor-to-ceiling window was broken, vaguely resembling a human-shaped gap.

"Molly, it's great to see you...Oh, Potter, why are you here!"

At this time, Professor McGonagall also noticed him and walked over quickly, "Do you know that they have been looking for you? This is so stupid."

Professor McGonagall moved her lips, showing some helplessness and relief... She acquiesced to Harry's decision.

Just like when she tried to persuade Kyle to leave, it was in vain.

Even during the evacuation, some lower grade students wanted to stay in school through various means... these students all had their own ideas.

Harry went to look for Hermione and Ron.

Professor McGonagall walked forward a few steps, stood in the middle of the corridor, raised her wand, and shouted in a slightly trembling voice:

"Shidun moves out!"

Throughout the corridor, stone statues and armor including those on the higher floors jumped down from their supports, and rumbling sounds could be heard from both upstairs and downstairs.

"Hogwarts is threatened." Professor McGonagall shouted: "Guard the border, protect teachers and students, and fulfill your obligations to the school!"

Countless stone statues in armor walked out of the castle in neat and steady steps.

Feeling the vibrations from both sides, Professor McGonagall rubbed her hands excitedly and whispered to Mrs. Weasley beside her:

"I've been wanting to use this spell for a long time."

Mrs. Weasley looked blankly at the huge stone statue in front of her holding a huge axe, a chain and a mace. Merlin, when she was in school, she always thought those were decorations, but she didn't expect that they could move!

"Wait a minute, Professor!"

At this time, Kyle ran over from upstairs. "Professor McGonagall, can you make those statues stop for a moment?"

He ran down as soon as he heard the noise, but still missed the most exciting part, but he was still in time.

"Stop?" Professor McGonagall looked at Kyle in confusion. Although she didn't understand what he meant, she still stretched out her wand and waved it.

The stone statues in armor on both sides stopped at the same time and stood in two neat rows, like soldiers waiting for inspection.

"Can I try it?" Kyle asked, rubbing his hands.

"Stone Pillar is out?" Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"Uh-huh."

"No." Professor McGonagall seemed less nervous than before, and was in the mood to joke: "This spell can only be used by the headmaster or the vice-headmaster. Even if the professor knows the spell, it will be useless."

Kyle immediately looked disappointed.

What a useless spell.

Professor McGonagall smiled and raised her wand again, ready for them to continue.

"Wait a minute." Kyle quickly stopped her.

"No matter if it doesn't work, I'll give them some more power, so I can feel more involved."

Kyle waved his wand, and a dozen wine-bottle-sized glass bottles floated out of the deformed lizard skin bag at the same time.

These bottles were filled with a beautiful blue liquid. Under Kyle's control, the liquid dispersed into numerous blue spheres, covering the axe blade, two-handed sword, and wolf tooth ball of the giant axe.

Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched suddenly, and her voice was dry, "What is that?"

"Oh, the venom of the Acromantula." Kyle said, "Good stuff, it can at least double the lethality of those weapons."

“Snap!”

As luck would have it, Slughorn, who had hurried back, just heard Kyle's words. He froze in place, and the wand in his hand fell uncontrollably to the ground.

What the hell had he just heard? That liquid, enough to fill at least twenty cauldrons, was Acromantula venom? A hundred galleons a pint of venom?

What a waste!

Slughorn's face was distorted. He finally collected a small bottle and Kyle sprinkled it as if it were water.

To increase the power of those stone statues... Do they deserve it? What a waste! Professor McGonagall also rubbed her forehead. She could understand Slughorn's feelings very well. There were about thirty pints of venom... Three thousand Galleons, just to increase the lethality of the stone statues' weapons?

It must be said that Kyle was indeed a bit wasted.

but……

"Where did you get so much eight-eyed giant spider venom?" she couldn't help but ask.

"It was given to me as a gift by some kind-hearted neighbors in the Forbidden Forest," Kyle said. "They said they would do their best to protect Hogwarts, even at the cost of draining themselves and their companions. I couldn't refuse."

"Is that so?" Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes. How could she not know that there was such a neighbor in the Forbidden Forest? Moreover, it was a giant eight-eyed spider, which was notoriously cruel and cold-blooded among the magical beasts.

enthusiasm?

"Just listen to what I say." Kyle waved his hand indifferently. "They are unlikely to come and complain anyway. Besides, they have lived in the Forbidden Forest for so long, shouldn't they pay some rent?"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and stopped talking.

And it suddenly occurred to her that what Kyle did was actually a good thing.

Those stone statue armors are extremely resistant to magic, and when soaked in the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider, it is equivalent to a person holding a weapon with a killing curse attached to it. Anyone who touches it will die.

The only drawback may be its slow speed.

However, this shortcoming is basically non-existent in large-scale wars and there is no need to worry about it at all.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the statues continued to move towards the edge of the castle. The weapons in their hands glowed with a faint blue light under the moonlight... In addition to the venom, there was also a bit of Slughorn's resentment.

He still couldn't accept Kyle's wasteful behavior and squatted there beating his chest and stamping his feet.

On the other side, Harry also found Ron and Hermione.

As expected, they did not leave the school and were planning something with more students.

Kyle saw many familiar faces here... Oliver Wood, Angelina Johnson, as well as Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Qiu Zhang, and Cedric.

It seems that not only adult students stay, but many graduates also return.

"Oh, Harry!" Ginny ran over and hugged him, which made the Weasleys present frown.

But that's all.

Hermione also came over, "I actually wanted to say that you shouldn't come back, but you definitely don't want to hear it, right?"

"Of course." Harry smiled, "But how did you know this?"

"It was Cedric." Fred stepped forward and said, "He told us about it, and we told others. No one wanted to miss this fun, so everyone came."

"But then again, will that person really come to Hogwarts?" George muttered softly.

He was afraid that this was a misunderstanding. If that were the case, when Voldemort really attacked Hogwarts, he might not be able to gather such a large team.

Harry also guessed his worries and couldn't help but want to see what Voldemort was doing.

As this thought came to his mind, the scar on his forehead seemed to respond with a sharp pain.

Harry covered his head and pulled Ginny's arm hard to avoid falling.

"Oh, Harry, what's wrong with you?" A concerned voice came from my ear.

"I'm fine." Harry shook his head first, then looked at George and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, he will definitely come."

Just now he saw that Voldemort was rushing towards Hogwarts at full speed with boundless rage.

"Oh, that's a great ability." Fred looked at the scar on Harry's forehead with some envy, and then quickly said, "Sorry Harry, that's not what I meant."

"I see."

"That's good." Fred smiled. "By the way, have you seen Kyle? I just saw him sneaking out of the Forbidden Forest, but he disappeared as soon as he turned around. I've been looking for him."

"I saw him on the third floor." Harry thought for a moment. "He should be in the hallway by now."

"Thank you very much."

Fred and George looked at each other and walked quickly towards the door.

They all agreed that it would be more fun to be with Kyle at times like this.

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(End of this chapter)