Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 195 Harry's Worries

After the professor left, the noise in the auditorium grew louder.

“They can’t do this!” Hermione exclaimed angrily. “The books say that Dementors are forbidden from appearing in any inhabited place, let alone Hogwarts Castle!”

“So what? The Minister of Magic agreed to it,” Ron said. “You can go to Connery Fudge that day and tell him it’s wrong.”

“Don’t bother, I will,” Hermione said irritably. She turned to Harry, “What’s wrong? You look terrible.”

"No, it's nothing." Harry shook his head, trying to appear indifferent.

"I meant to say that class is about to start, let's hurry to the classroom."

“You’re right.” Hermione glanced at the time. “Oh no, another Divination class. If you’ve already finished eating, we’d better leave now.”

Ron immediately stuffed the last bite of boiled potato into his mouth.

Xilun also put down his cutlery and walked towards the North Tower with everyone.

He was equally surprised.

It's just a Dementor going missing, so why is the Ministry of Magic reacting so strongly? Even the Minister of Magic and the Chief of the Auror Office have come.

Even when Sirius Black appeared at Hogwarts Castle, it was only Scrimgeour who came to the castle.

Is a Dementor more important than Sirius Black, the only escaped prisoner?

When they arrived at the divination classroom via the rope ladder, Xiren still hadn't figured out the problem.

“Sirlen…” Harry suddenly nudged his arm.

"What's wrong?" Xilun asked, looking up.

"Could you do a divination for me?" Harry stammered. "I mean, on the day the Dementors enter the castle, will I faint... or encounter them?"

"Don't you not believe in divination?" Siron asked with interest.

Because of the tea dregs incident in the first class, Harry didn't really believe in so-called divination or the concept of a third eye, and treated it more as a relaxing class and a fun game.

Even if Xilun sometimes said something right, he would subconsciously think it was just a coincidence and not take it seriously.

Just like last time, when Harry asked Cyril to help him divine whether he would run into Sirius Black in Hogsmeade, Harry didn't really care about the answer.

Since he can't go to Hogsmeade regardless of whether he encounters it or not, the answer is meaningless.

But this time was different; Xilun felt that he seemed quite serious.

“I… I don’t know either,” Harry said softly. “Maybe it’s because I don’t want to faint in front of everyone again, even if you’re just trying to comfort me.”

“Alright, I’ll take a look for you.” Xiren stared at the crystal ball on the table and began to think seriously in his mind:

Will the Dementors encounter Harry Potter after entering the castle...?

After thinking about it three times, the crystal ball finally changed. The silvery-white mist inside surged and quickly condensed into a picture.

That's the entrance hall of Hogwarts Castle.

First, a round figure walked in from outside, wearing a striped suit and a bowler hat... It was Cornelius Fudge, dressed exactly the same way he had when he met him in Diagon Alley.

A few seconds later, another person entered the frame. He was a tall but slightly thin man with coarse, grayish-yellow hair, which made him look like a lion.

This person must be Rufus Scrimgeour.

They entered the castle, and then dozens, even hundreds, of black Dementors poured in from outside.

The scene disappeared there, turning back into a swirling white mist.

"So?" Harry asked in a low voice, "What did you see?"

“There’s nothing there,” Siron said truthfully.

"what?"

"The image just suddenly disappeared." "Is the crystal ball broken?" Harry immediately switched the two crystal balls on the table. "Use mine, it looks newer than yours."

Xilun looked at it again and continued to silently repeat the question in his mind.

As he expected, the image disappeared again after the Dementors appeared.

He told Harry the result.

"Is this crystal ball broken too?" Harry asked.

“It shouldn’t be.” Xilun shook his head.

If the crystal ball can display an image, it means there's nothing wrong with it.

Xilun believes the reason the image disappeared is most likely because the result of this divination became connected with him.

After attending so many divination classes, he gradually gained experience.

He does have some talent for divination, but he can't see anything related to himself.

For example, if he wanted to see Harry's final grades for this year, a report card with five A's, one E', one O', and one T would appear in the crystal ball.

O stands for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and T stands for Potions, which makes perfect sense and should be true.

But if Xiren wants to see his results, there will be nothing in the crystal ball.

When divining for others, even if you appear in the image, the image will instantly disappear, just like the situation just now.

Could it be that the Ministry of Magic found out about me...? No, that shouldn't be the case.

Xilun couldn't help but frown, but quickly shook his head, rejecting a certain idea.

After acquiring the Dementors, Siron anticipated this would happen and made preparations in advance, but he did not expect the Ministry of Magic to mobilize such a large force.

Fortunately, after returning from Hogsmeade a few days ago, he had already hidden the Dementor in a very safe place... the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

Siron originally intended to wait until things calmed down before bringing it out, but he didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to take it so seriously.

But it doesn't matter, the room where the Dementors are hidden is one that he specifically mentioned a lot of requirements for, and it's very difficult to find.

Moreover, even if the Ministry of Magic had some special method to automatically search for and locate every Dementor, it would be impossible for them to connect it to him.

At most, Siren will only lose one Dementor.

The reason the divination scene disappeared was probably because I was right next to Harry at the time... As a student of Hogwarts, that's perfectly normal.

Hearing Siren's explanation, Harry became even more frustrated. Compared to these seemingly more reasonable conclusions, he would have preferred Siren to make up a few prophecies... saying that he wouldn't encounter Dementors or faint.

“Alright.” Siron seemed to have guessed Harry’s thoughts and smiled, saying, “I dare say you definitely won’t faint again.”

"really?"

“Of course, the answer to this question doesn’t actually require divination,” Celen said. “Don’t forget, this is Hogwarts Castle, not the Hogwarts Express.”

"Dumbledore and the professors must have been there that day. If a Dementor could suck your blood right under their noses, Dumbledore could just quit all his jobs on the spot and go home to open a pub."

Yes, Dumbledore!
Harry then realized that the headmaster was also present, and his earlier anxiety immediately subsided, giving him the leisure to ponder what Siron had just said.

Why did Dumbledore open a pub after resigning as headmaster?

“A family business…if someone is willing to partner with him,” Celen said nonchalantly.

"Alternatively, he could find a secluded place, such as a tall tower far from the crowds."

"What is that place?"

"Who knows, maybe it's the Astronomical Tower."

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(End of this chapter)