Hogwarts: The Unscientific Wizard (TL)

"Harry..."

When he first saw Harry, Professor Lupin's face still bore a look of deep anger. But when he saw Harry's dishevelled appearance, all Professor Lupin could feel was a concern.

He walked quickly up to Harry, took him by the arm, and asked with concern, "Harry, are you okay? What happened to you? Are you hurt?"

He saw the wound on Harry's abdomen.

"Professor Lupin..."

Clutching Professor Lupin's robes, Harry felt a strong sense of security. But his body was also at its limit, and he felt like he might faint at any moment.

"He's resurrected!"

Harry said weakly, "Voldemort has resurrected..."

After saying this, Harry's vision went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

"Harry! Harry!"

Professor Lupin called out twice anxiously. Seeing that Harry was still unconscious, Professor Lupin picked him up swiftly and walked quickly towards the school's Hospital Wing.

As they passed a young wizard, Professor Lupin instructed him quickly, "Please, go and inform Professor Dumbledore that Harry has returned and that he has been seriously injured. The password for the Headmaster's Office is Cockroach Clusters."

Soon, a group of Hogwarts Professors gathered in the Hospital Wing.

And then... they were pushed out by Madam Pomfrey.

Professor McGonagall's office.

The professors gathered here, ready to discuss a major event.

"Remus..."

Dumbledore turned to Professor Lupin, "You were the last to see Harry. Did he say anything?"

Professor Lupin's face was grave. After a moment, he spoke, each word as if it weighed a tonne: "He said... he said the Dark Lord has been resurrected."

"Professor Dumbledore..."

Professor Lupin turned to Dumbledore, seeking some reassurance and confirmation.

"Albus..." Professor McGonagall was shocked.

She wanted to dismiss it as the childish pranks of a young boy, but Harry had been missing for nearly three hours, and when he returned, he was badly injured.

In any case, this was no prank.

Snape stood in the corner of the room, with a blank expression on his face, as if this had nothing to do with him.

"I'm afraid he has!"

Dumbledore nodded. "Voldemort has indeed returned."

The atmosphere in the office became extremely tense.

They had all experienced the last war against the Dark Lord, and they knew exactly how terrifying he was.

Voldemort was terrifying not only because of his powerful dark magic but also because of the large number of Death Eaters and other dark creatures at his command.

How many wizards are there in the British wizarding world?

Upwards of 10,000!

Of these wizards, how many are brave enough to confront Voldemort head-on?

Perhaps only one in ten!

This is what is truly terrifying about Voldemort—his strength and influence are both immense, while his foes are all too easily outmatched.

Even Dumbledore is no different.

Dumbledore is, after all, only a Headmaster; his strength may be great, but his influence pales in comparison.

He didn't have much real influence, so he had to rely on his considerable personal reputation to rally the support of those wizards who dared to defy Voldemort.

"He really did come back to life?" Professor McGonagall tried to confirm.

Dumbledore nodded slightly. "We'll have to wait until Harry wakes up to find out exactly what happened. I'll go inform Minister Bones; we need to make some preparations."

With that, Dumbledore hurriedly left.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Lupin stared at each other for a while, but in the end, Professor Lupin couldn't keep his composure any longer and said, "I'll go check on Harry in the hospital wing."

After saying this, Professor Lupin hurriedly left as well.

Snape nodded slightly towards Professor McGonagall and followed him out.

"Such a big matter..." Professor McGonagall let out a helpless sigh.

Voldemort has resurrected!

Don't you guys feel that we need to discuss how to deal with him?

Am I the only one who cares?

***

"Severus..." In the hallway, Professor Lupin was waiting for Snape.

"Remus Lupin." Snape looked disgusted.

Professor Lupin looked at Snape with some complexity and asked, "Did you have anything to do with this?"

Snape gave a mocking look, "Before you speak, perhaps you should use your brain. Or has the werewolf's curse devoured the little intelligence you had?"

Professor Lupin gave Snape a deep look and said, "It's best if you have nothing to do with this."

After saying that, Professor Lupin turned around and left.

Snape looked disgusted; he avoided Professor Lupin's footsteps and changed his position to continue walking towards the underground floor.

Stupid Gryffindor!

***

The Great Hall.

"That's the end of it."

Andy's story had come to an end. "Harry used the Disarming Charm to hold off Voldemort's Killing Curse... To be honest, I was dumbfounded at the time."

"But I already know the logic behind it."

"The protective magic within Harry's body can protect him from Voldemort's harm... This magic only targets Voldemort alone."

"And now, Voldemort has obtained this power."

Hermione: "..."

Having hung out with Andy for so long, Hermione's magical theory and strength have both far surpassed the original Hermione of the same age.

Naturally, she instantly understood what was going on.

"In other words, the Dark Lord can't harm Harry now?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid there's more to it than that," Andy mused.

If the only reason was to protect Harry from the Dark Lord's attacks, Dumbledore would never have let the Dark Lord resurrect himself using Harry's blood—because the Dark Lord could never harm Harry.

Before he could get Harry's blood, Voldemort couldn't even touch Harry.

In other words, although Voldemort had been affected to a certain extent, Lily's protective magic had been weakened.

Perhaps...

That power had a deeper-reaching effect.

"Anyway..."

Andy suddenly said with a serious expression, "Hermione, you heard what Professor Snape said. Although Voldemort will lie low for a while, that time will definitely not be too long."

"A year? Or six months?"

"The wizarding world is about to be plunged into chaos, and we must improve our abilities as soon as possible. Only by becoming stronger ourselves can we deal with the crisis ahead."

"I know that!" Hermione nodded seriously.

But when it came to improving their abilities... Hermione's face took on a slightly complicated expression.

She really puts in a lot of effort!

Whether it's reading and studying or practising magic, Hermione's level of effort is no less than that of Andy.

But the reality is often very cruel.

Hermione tried her best, and she and Andy practised the same spells. At the beginning of their studies, they both made similar progress.

However, after a lot of practice, Hermione's progress slowed down, while Andy's improved rapidly—not only did his spells become more efficient, but he could even use them in novel ways.

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