Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

Dumbledore paused.

Lecos sighed secretly, remembering what Mr. Weasley had said at home, that Dumbledore was not happy about the Dementors guarding the school.

"They are stationed at all entrances to the school grounds," Dumbledore continued. "During their stay here, I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission."

"Dementors should not be deceived by tricks or disguises—not even by the Invisibility Cloak," Dumbledore added deadpanly. "Dementors are innately incapable of understanding requests or excuses. Therefore, I warn each of you: do not give them any excuse to harm you."

"I expect the prefects, and our new Head Boy and Head Girl, to ensure that no student comes into conflict with a Dementor."

Percy sat at the head of the Gryffindor table, and he puffed out his chest again, trying to show everyone the badge of "Head Boy of the Head Boy Union."

But Lycos didn't even look at it.

He stared at Dumbledore, who was sitting in the center of the professorial seats, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"There's another happy thing today," Dumbledore said as he continued to organize the party in an orderly manner, "This year, I am delighted to welcome two new teachers to our team.

"The first is Professor Lupin, who has graciously agreed to fill the Defence Against the Dark Arts gap."

There was some scattered, less enthusiastic applause from all around.

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Chapter 205 New Semester

Because of what happened in previous years, the students of Hogwarts were quite wary of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Especially this year's professor was wearing old clothes full of patches, his face was full of tired wrinkles, and he even had a lot of mottled white hair... This image was much worse than Professor Lockhart last year.

Although Professor Lockhart is unreliable, at least he looks pleasing to the eye!

Therefore, the applause welcoming Professor Lupin in the auditorium was sparse and not warm at all.

Only the first-year students who were unaware of the truth were a little curious about the new professor, but they had just been on a boat and been caught in the rain for a long time. Moreover, they had just arrived in an unfamiliar environment and had not yet adapted to it, so they had no mood to applaud loudly.

Not only were the students unwelcome, Lecos also specifically observed that in the professors' seats, their dean, Professor Snape, had been staring at Professor Lupin from the long table.

Snape's thin, sallow face had an expression of extreme boredom and distortion.

That expression went beyond anger; it was hatred and rage...

Of course Lecos knew that this was because of the grudge between the four robbers and Snape during their school days. There was nothing to say about such things. The worst that could happen was that he could instigate them to fight each other sometime.

"As for our second professor—"

After the less enthusiastic applause died down, Dumbledore continued as if he hadn't noticed:

"Well, I regret to inform you that our original Care of Magical Creatures professor, Professor Kettleburn, retired at the end of last year in order to spend more time with his remaining urchins."

Many of the senior students from the fourth year onwards had taken Professor Kettleburn's Care of Magical Creatures class, and they made noises of sadness and surprise when they heard this.

The old professor is enthusiastic, humorous, and bold when teaching, which makes him quite popular in Hogwarts.

"I know you all miss Professor Kettleburn," Dumbledore smiled and joked with interest, "but Sylvanus's sixty-second detention has finally ended. If he continues to teach, he might even have to serve his sixty-third detention..."

"Everyone should let him go back and enjoy his retirement. After all, if he retires under disciplinary action, Professor Kettleburn's pension will be much less, and he won't have the money to take care of his little rascals."

There was a good-natured laugh in the auditorium.

Professor Kettleburn has always had a great passion for the Care of Magical Creatures course and loves all kinds of magical creatures, especially dangerous ones, which is very similar to Newt Scamander.

However, Newt seemed to be more talented in this regard. He did not suffer various serious injuries like Professor Kettleburn, and ended up with only one arm and half a leg. Some accidents may also affect other people, such as the "Fountain of Good Luck" accident that year.

The previous president, Armando Dippet, had always had a tense relationship with Professor Kettleburn, believing him to be reckless and careless... Most of the 62 suspensions occurred during President Dippet's tenure.

Despite this, he still received a long-term appointment from the school and was not expelled.

Because this enthusiastic old professor was indeed loved by many faculty members and students during his teaching career.

"But don't worry about the Care of Magical Creatures course..."

Dumbledore clasped his hands together to calm the students, then continued:

"I'm pleased to tell you that it will be none other than the well-known Rubeus Hagrid who will fill Professor Kettleburn's vacancy. Hagrid has agreed to take on the role of Professor of Care of Magical Creatures in addition to his duties as gamekeeper."

The applause at the Gryffindor table was particularly enthusiastic.

Hagrid stood up from his professorial chair, his face flushed, and stared at his huge hands, his smile hidden in his tangled black beard.

"Damn it, I should have known!" Draco slammed his hand on the table. "Who else would ask us to get a book that bites people? It must be this big idiot who's behind this!"

"After all, Hagrid just likes things with fangs..." Lycos's mouth twitched. "Although I also think Mr. Scamander's Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them is more suitable as a textbook, I still have to remind you——"

He turned his gaze to Draco and reminded him seriously, "After all, this is Hagrid's first time as a professor, and it's a dangerous course like Care of Magical Creatures... So, don't cause trouble in Hagrid's class!"

"What can I possibly be looking for trouble for?" Draco muttered. "As long as he doesn't look for trouble with me... Don't think I don't know that this big guy is in cahoots with Potter and the others. I might be targeted."

Lycos shook his head helplessly.

Although for some reason, there is no time turner in this world, but the fact that Hagrid is the professor of Care of Magical Creatures has not changed...Draco may still be injured by the hippogriff named Buckbeak in class.

If he insists on complaining to his father, Hermione and the others will not be able to use the time turner to go back and rescue Buckbeak.

Lycos felt that he still had to keep an eye on Draco...

The applause gradually died down, and Lycos and the others also stopped discussing.

When Dumbledore began to speak again, Hagrid had sat down and was secretly wiping his eyes on the tablecloth.

"Well, I think we've covered the important matters," said Dumbledore, smiling. "Let's begin our meal."

The long table, neatly arranged with golden plates and goblets, was suddenly filled with food and drink.

After their encounter with the Dementors on the train, the young wizards were extremely hungry and very tired - so they took almost all the food within their reach and began to feast on it.

Crabbe and Goyle ate the most happily. Although their plates were automatically refilled whenever they were empty, there were almost no plates filled with food around them. The Slytherin students stayed away from them, fearing that they would not be able to grab any food.

Draco felt that these two idiots were eating too fast, which made him lose face. He was nudging them with his elbows while eating, but he couldn't stop the two fat guys' desire for delicious food.

Lycos watched them eating and drinking, but surprisingly he had no appetite.

There should have been a little blonde witch sitting next to Lycos, gracefully cutting a piece of steak and placing it on his plate, then looking at him with a raised lip...

Now, the seat next to me is empty.

Lycos felt that it was not only the seat next to him that was empty, but also his own heart...

Before anyone knew it, the last piece of pumpkin pie had disappeared from the golden plate.

"It's getting late, everyone, time to go to bed." Dumbledore stood up and waved to everyone, "Good night, and welcome to the new semester!"

Led by the prefects, the students began to line up in neat rows and head to their respective common rooms.

The first-year students are led by the newly appointed fifth-year class leader. On the one hand, they are familiar with the route to the lounge, and on the other hand, they are told the password or other entry methods to the lounge.

Lycos caught a glimpse of Cedric standing at the front of the Hufflepuff table, introducing the Hufflepuff house to a large group of freshmen in a serious manner.

"Shall we go?" For the sake of his image, Draco resisted the urge to burp, stood up from his chair, and asked simply.

"Let's go." Lycos also stood up from his seat.

Just then, Professor McGonagall, wearing emerald green robes and a pointed wizard hat, walked over quickly.

"Mr. Hayden, wait a moment." She called out, raising her voice.

Lycos stopped and looked over with an inquiring look.

"I received a message from Weasley on the train. I heard that Miss Worley did not report, correct?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Yes." Lycos nodded slightly. "Something might have happened at her home... Could you please ask the professors to take a look?"

"I have already written a letter to the Wallys," Professor McGonagall said seriously. "If I don't receive a reply within two days, a professor will go to the Wallys to check on the situation."

"Yes, I understand." Lycos nodded. "Thank you for your help, Professor."

"This is what we should do." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, her eyes becoming much gentler as she soothed him, "Don't worry too much. The Volley family has always been very mysterious. Perhaps they are just experimenting with some magic this time."

"I hope so." Lycos let out a long breath and forced a smile.

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, Lecos, together with Draco, Crabbe and Goyle, walked out of the Great Hall door, turned around the marble steps in front of the foyer, and walked down a long spiral staircase.

They were tired now, and there were still more corridors and more stairs to go before they reached the hidden entrance to Gryffindor Tower.

Ten minutes later, Lycos and his companions walked into an arched underground corridor and stopped facing a wall.

At this time, Slytherin's fifth-year prefect had just brought the freshmen here and was explaining the Slytherin spirit to them and introducing the history of the college.

"Remember, the password is 'Magic First'." The prefect said the new password for the common room.

After the command was given, a lifelike stone snake suddenly crawled out from the base of the wall, scaring the new little wizards.

As the giant snake arched its huge body, a stone door suddenly appeared, and the snake's body bent into the door frame of the stone door, fixed on the wall.

Lycos and his companions did not catch up with the previous large group, but they happened to get the commands taught to freshmen, which was considered lucky.

Draco didn't have the patience to wait for the freshmen to enter one by one, so he quickened his pace, squeezed through the line of freshmen, and walked into the common room... Crabbe and Goyle were beside him, like door gods, clearing a wide path between the young wizards.

Lecos had no choice but to say hello to the new fifth-grade class leader and followed him into the lounge.

He walked to the familiar dormitory with four beds.

The bed had already been made by the house-elves, and the dormitory was spotlessly clean... Lycos lay on his bed, took out his wand out of habit, and chanted a spell:

"Muffliato."

At the same time, Crabbe and Goyle began to snore.

With the help of the ear-closing spell, Lycos was surrounded by silence and fell asleep quickly.

……

"The new third grade schedule is out."

Early the next morning, a Slytherin student shouted a reminder in the common room.

When Lycos got up, he found that the third grade schedule had been posted on the bulletin board in the common room.

As usual, Lecos asked the prefect for a copy of the class schedule using the copy spell and posted it on the door of the dormitory - this was a habit formed in their dormitory since the first year.

After all, at the beginning of the school year, Lycos accidentally cast a killing curse on the wall. The black burn mark has not been removed to this day, and can only be covered up with the class schedule...

In the new semester, due to the addition of several elective courses, the course pressure on the third-grade little wizard suddenly increased several times.

As a warrior who chose all the elective courses, Lycos was under much more pressure than all his classmates and had no rest time at all... Of course, no rest time refers to Hermione.

As a seasoned man who knows how to balance work and rest, it is obviously impossible for Lycos to spend all his time studying like the academic little witch, and even give up the time for sleeping and entertainment.