Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Today, only Lupin and Sirius Black are still alive as Marauder's Map creators;

Perhaps the inability to display Sirius Black's name on the Marauder's Map is related to this.

“In that case… let’s see whose privilege is higher…” He waved his wand again, channeling ancient magical power to cast a tracking spell, “Traceable! Remus Lupin!”

The other names on the Marauder's Map disappeared, and Lupin's name emerged from the outline of Hogwarts Castle;

Lupin was on a corridor on the third floor, presumably also searching for Sirius Black.

The fact that Lupin's name was able to appear shows that even the creators of the Marauder's Map, with the Tracking Charm mediated by ancient magical power, were still able to achieve their intended effect.

……

"Traces revealed! Sirius Black!"

Vizette chanted the incantation once more, using ancient magical power as a medium to cast a tracking spell on the Marauder's Map.

Lupin's name was omitted, and Sirius Black did not appear.

Just to be on the safe side, after much deliberation, Vizette used "ancient magical power nurtured by time" to cast the tracking charm on the Marauder's Map once again.

The result remained the same; Sirius Black's name still did not appear.

After this verification, Vizet finally confirmed that Sirius Black had indeed left Hogwarts.

He wrote on the bookmark: "Headmaster Dumbledore, Sirius Black is not at the school."

The writing slowly faded from the bookmark, and just as he was about to write the second line, a soft, warm silver light appeared before his eyes.

It was a goat guardian spirit, emanating the voice of Aberforth Dumbledore: "Kid, I think you've passed the test, but don't come to the Hog's Head."

“Those Dementors are in Hogsmeade right now. They’re like flies that have caught a stench, wandering around and searching house to house. I just swatted one away.”

"They dare to be so arrogant, they've probably discovered Sirius Black's whereabouts... I reckon things aren't peaceful at Hogwarts either, so you'd better be careful!"

After saying this, the goat guardian spirit lowered its head, spat out a piece of paper, and the light began to slowly dissipate.

Using the Guardian Charm as its foundation, Vizette can also perform similar operations after learning the Blood Oath Knight Charm.

The light quickly disappeared completely. He picked up the note, which contained a map leading to the secret passage and a short message.

"Kid, you can use this secret passage to get back to Hogwarts, but I don't think you'll need it."

"Aberforth, thank you!" Wizette folded the note neatly and put it in his pocket. "I'll write you a letter tomorrow...and visit you again this weekend!"

“Sirius Black…” he sighed softly, “and that wizard with the Dark Mark…”

It then transformed into the phoenix Animagus and disappeared into a burst of fire.

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The Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts.

boom!

Snape burst through the door, startling Fawkes the Phoenix, who raised his head and let out a long, disgruntled growl.

He stood before Dumbledore, his voice icy as he questioned, "Is this how you end the search? Not even a night patrol?"

"Sirius Black has left," Dumbledore said, putting the quill back into the inkwell and closing the file in his hand.

He opened the drawer next to him, took out a bookmark, and said, "I spoke with Vizette..."

"He said that?" Snape's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Vizet possessed a magical artifact that resembled a map.

Last school year, Vezet used that map to quickly locate Colin Crevy, saving him from the Basilisk's attack.

“Yes! Vizet didn’t tell me the answer right away.” Dumbledore nodded slightly. “Instead, it was quite a while before he told me that Sirius Black was not at Hogwarts.”

“I think he must have verified that Sirius Black had indeed left before he replied to me with such certainty.” He looked up slightly at Snape. “What do you think?”

“Then this is even stranger…” Snape raised his eyebrows, clearly accepting the fact that Sirius Black had left.

"A castle with numerous protections... a castle that can prevent apparition... how did he get in?"

"As far as I know... there is a wizard with a special background in this school... a werewolf who becomes extremely dangerous during a full moon..."

"He seems to have been in cahoots with Sirius Black, and has done a lot of outrageous things. I think you know who I'm talking about..."

He stood with his arms crossed in front of Dumbledore, exuding an arrogant air. "I told you before the start of the semester that he's not a reliable person."

"Having wandered for so long, why are they now willing to return to Hogwarts, especially after Sirius Black's prison break? Isn't that suspicious?"

Dumbledore slowly raised his head, seemingly oblivious to Snape's sharp aura, "But I believe in him..."

He added gently, "Severus, just as I believe in you... I believe in Remus."

"Is that so?" Snape lowered his hands and gave Dumbledore a deep look. "I hope you won't regret it!"

“Of course I won’t regret it,” Dumbledore said with a smile, without the slightest hesitation…

Chapter 192 Connelly, I can't let myself regret the decision I made!

This night seemed particularly unsettling.

As Snape left the headmaster's office, the flames in the fireplace danced wildly, gradually turning a vibrant green.

Cornelius Fudge's face appeared in the flames, and even the emerald green light could not hide the sweat on his forehead and his slightly haggard face.

"Ha..." He had just opened his mouth when he yawned and began to cough violently.

His face disappeared into the flames, only to reappear a while later, his forehead beaded with even finer sweat. "Headmaster Dumbledore, how is the situation at Hogwarts Castle?"

“I sent men to search Hogsmeade Village… but they didn’t find any suspicious people there. What did Sirius Black get from the mysterious man? How come there’s absolutely no trace of him?”

Dumbledore replied, "There's no trace of him here either. Sirius Black has already left."

“It’s so late…” Cornelius Fudge glanced to the side, “Maybe those professors… or something else, don’t have that much energy. Perhaps we could…”

“Minister Fudge, that kind of thing cannot be brought into the school.” Dumbledore’s expression was much more serious than before. “We seem to have discussed this matter many times.”

“But the situation is different…” Cornelius Fudge wiped the sweat from his brow. “Think about it… if those students had come back earlier…”

"If they were to run into Sirius Black head-on... Sirius Black... a madman fugitive! I don't even want to think about what he might do..."

Dumbledore asked, "Can you imagine what Dementors would do if they entered Hogwarts and saw so many students?"

“I…” Cornelius Fudge blinked, “At least they’ll obey the Ministry of Magic, unlike Sirius Black, who’s a staunch supporter of the Mystic.”

"Can they really obey orders?" Dumbledore asked again. "Minister Fudge, could you answer a question that puzzles me..."

"Why did they suddenly attack on the Hogwarts Express that day? You haven't seemed to give anyone an answer about this."

……

Cornelius Fudge opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.

Perhaps because of what happened at the end of last school year, his relationship with Dumbledore is now very strained, and Dumbledore's attitude towards him seems to be getting tougher and tougher.

Especially regarding the Dementors and Sirius Black, Dumbledore's attitude was completely unyielding.

Cornelius Fudge believed that since Sirius Black had infiltrated the castle and caused some damage, the Dementors should be allowed into Hogwarts to protect Harry Potter.

The Dementors' previous loss of control was nothing more than an accident; accidents always happen, and mistakes are inevitable...

Why is Dumbledore so fixated on this? Why does he like to get stuck on things? Why can't he be more open-minded?

“Minister Fudge, perhaps we can start with ourselves…” Dumbledore interrupted Cornelius Fudge’s thoughts, “for example, by keeping a Dementor nearby.”

"The period doesn't need to be too long... just until the end of the Christmas holidays, without using any protective measures, let the Dementors accompany us while we work and study."

Cornelius Fudge's eyes widened, seemingly not having heard Dumbledore's words clearly. "What?"

“Send two Dementors, one to follow you…and one to follow me…” Dumbledore explained calmly, “until the Christmas holidays are over. What do you think of this suggestion?”

"Your current idea is to let Dementors into Hogwarts Castle and turn it into a second Azkaban. Since that's the case, then lead by example and experience it for yourself!"

"The timeframe isn't actually very long, just about half a year. Also, Minister Fouché... please consider this other matter carefully: will those parents support you in doing this?"

Having said all that, Cornelius Fudge knew very well that he and Dumbledore had once again disagreed.

Just as he was about to leave the fireplace, Dumbledore spoke again, his tone much gentler than before, "Cornelly..."

"I would feel uneasy about something like this too. That's why Dementors can't enter schools... This unease shouldn't spread and affect the students as well."

“Connelly… Every decision we make has the potential to have irreversible consequences, so we need to think further ahead and not let ourselves regret the decisions we make.”

“Of course…” Cornelius Fudge forced a stiff smile. “I’ve always done it this way! Starting today, we will patrol the area around Hogwarts more frequently.”

"Since there were no casualties, let's keep this a secret for now. Otherwise, if they want me to provide a solution, I might still have to resort to Dementors."

"You should know, right? The Ministry of Magic needs to prepare the venue for next year's Quidditch World Cup final, which requires a large number of Ministry of Magic staff. Security there is also very important, so it can't be delayed."

Dumbledore did not respond, but gave Cornelius Fudge a deep look.

……

Cornelius Fudge's lips twitched. He took two steps back and returned to his office, where the fireplace flames turned red again.

"What do you mean by 'not letting yourself regret it'?" His expression was extremely strange. "And long-term considerations..."

"How many complaint letters do I receive every day? If this continues, I'm not even sure if I can keep my position, let alone go far!"

He recalled the look in Dumbledore's eyes, which seemed to contain deep disappointment, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"If we just put the Dementors in the castle, many things would be solved... and then we could just plan the travel route. It's such a simple method, isn't it? Couldn't he have thought of that?"