Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"Because in the beginning, Hogwarts was not just a school, it also served as a wizarding asylum."

Lycos stepped over the vanishing staircase, thinking that since he had nothing to do on the way, he casually talked about the history of Hogwarts:

"About a thousand years ago, wizards faced persecution and pursuit from many forces. The four founders established Hogwarts to protect the young wizards who had awakened their magical powers and to teach them how to use magic..."

"It's incredible that noble wizards would be persecuted by other forces." Draco curled his lips, looking unconvinced. "Lex, where did you know all this?"

Of course I know it from Harry Potter, Lycos thought.

But of course he couldn't say that, so he changed the subject and said, "You can read a book called 'Hogwarts: A History'. It contains a lot of knowledge about Hogwarts."

……

When the two of them groped their way to the fourth floor, the first class had already started for nearly ten minutes.

Lycos was now very grateful that he had asked a ghost to lead the way when he went to Quirrell's office last night, otherwise he would not know where he would end up.

"4th floor, classroom number is... 02E."

Draco muttered, holding up a class schedule and gesturing.

"I really envy Crabbe and Goyle. These two guys should still be sleeping in the dormitory now!" he muttered.

"Isn't it because you think they're in the way that you don't want me to wake them up?" Lycos shrugged and took Draco in another direction. "This is classroom 01A. Classrooms starting with 02 should be in the corridor across the street."

"It's not like we haven't tried before. The two of us aren't even as loud as their snoring. How can we possibly wake them up?" Draco rubbed his hair irritably.

His originally smooth and shiny light golden hair looked frizzy and rough because he had not had time to take care of it after getting up, like a golden retriever that had rolled on the ground.

"I should have dragged them down earlier and let them walk ahead to explore the way. That way I wouldn't have fallen into those traps..."

Since I'm already late, there's no need to worry anymore.

Lycos and Draco chatted as they wandered along the corridor lined with large Gothic windows.

The sun shone through the east-facing window, casting beams of cloudy, shining light onto the boy's shoulders...

Lycos narrowed his eyes, which were the same color as the beam of light. He felt so comfortable that he almost forgot that he was still trapped in the vortex.

Until he saw a locked door—

"This corridor is blocked," Draco said.

"I know." Lycos's breathing gradually became rapid.

The fourth floor, the east side, the locked corridor... all these elements combined, it was clear what this door represented.

The restricted area where the Philosopher's Stone is hidden!

Lycos knew very well that this door was used purely for fishing. Its lock had no protective magic and could be easily opened by an unlocking spell cast by a first-year witch.

The trapdoor leading to the Philosopher's Stone is in this corridor, and that is also the ultimate goal given to him by Voldemort!

"I think I heard some panting in there, heavier than Crabbe and Goyle's panting after a fight." Draco put his ear to the door. "Ugh - there's a foul smell in there."

"I guess there's one, no, maybe two or three fat guys living here who are even less hygienic than Crabbe and Goyle!"

Lycos grabbed the hood of Draco's school robes and pulled him away from the door.

"Why haven't you considered that there might be a monster in here?" He reminded, "The restricted area the principal mentioned is probably here. Be careful and don't fall in accidentally."

"Monster?" Draco curled his lips. "Just scare yourself, Lex. Why would anyone let a monster into a school?"

"Hmm..." Lycos was silent.

He didn't know how to explain to Draco for a moment. Not only did Hogwarts release a monster in this restricted corridor, but there was also an even more dangerous basilisk in the secret room underground, and a group of man-eating acromantula in the Forbidden Forest...

"Never mind, you're right... go to class."

After thinking for a long time, Lecos decided not to tell Draco about these monsters and let him keep some beautiful fantasies about Hogwarts.

……

Fortunately, the young Slytherin wizard had his first class with Hufflepuff.

When Lecos and Draco walked into the Charms classroom, they found that quite a few wizards were late, especially those from Hufflepuff. Perhaps less than half of them came to the classroom.

"Ah, here come two more young gentlemen... Let me see, Lecus Hayden and Draco Malfoy..."

A tiny wizard picked up a roster and ticked the two names.

"Alright, before we officially start class, come on in and find a seat!"

Professor Flitwick, who teaches Charms, is a very short wizard with brown hair, two funny little mustaches, and wears a small suit.

Because of his stature, he could only teach his students while standing on a pile of books so that he could reach the blackboard and the podium.

Regarding Lycos and Draco's lateness, Professor Flitwick said that this was all to be expected.

"Ah, it's always easy to be late for the first class, no matter which class it is... Yes, yes, I also think the staircases in Hogwarts are too complicated, but this is also a different kind of fun, isn't it?"

Professor Flitwick stood on the book and chatted happily with the little wizards.

Before they knew it, the class had passed in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. Professor Flitwick did not rush to start the lecture, but instead integrated the knowledge of spells into the conversation, trying his best to arouse the interest of the young wizards in learning spells.

Just when the young wizards thought that the Charms professor was a good-tempered professor who could skip classes at will, Professor Flitwick suddenly picked up the roster from the desk again.

"Oh! I see there are still two little wizards who haven't arrived yet - Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe."

"Because of these two people's absence, Slytherin will be deducted five points!"

……

Chapter 12: The Ghost Professor of the History of Magic

"It's so embarrassing. In the end, even those Hufflepuff idiots are here. How long are Crabbe and Goyle going to sleep in?"

After class, Draco walked dejectedly in the corridor, kicking the wall from time to time, leaving a dusty footprint.

"This dwarf professor is really something! There are obviously many more Hufflepuffs who are late, but he only picks on those who are absent to deduct points. I think he's just jealous that Slytherin has won the house cup for six consecutive years!"

"Lex, what do you say?"

Draco waited for a long time, but no one responded.

He turned around and found Lycos reading a copy of "Standard Book of Spells: Level 1" seriously, seemingly not knowing what he was saying at all.

"Lex, did you hear what I said?" Draco became even more depressed and shouted louder.

"Huh?" Lycos raised his head and gave him a puzzled look. "Oh, I heard it. Yes, yes, yes."

After casually responding, Lycos turned his gaze back to the book in his hand.

He roughly flipped through the "Standard Book of Spells: Level 1" in the Charms class and found many basic spells.

It turned out that the spells were no different from what he remembered.

The reason why it cannot be cast is probably because casting a spell not only requires reciting the spell, but also requires a specific way of waving the wand and a corresponding magic response method.

After all, the science of magic is still quite complex. Not all spells can be cast by muscle memory like the Killing Curse...

Just then, a little brown-haired wizard came over.

"Draco, why don't you see those two fat guys, Crabbe and Goyle, around you today?"

He had a backpack slung over his shoulder, one hand shoved in his trouser pocket, and pointed his chin coolly at Lycos: "Also, didn't you tell us last night that you were going to teach Hayden a lesson? Why are you getting so close to him again today?"

"Don't talk nonsense. When did I say I would teach Lecos a lesson?" Draco was startled and glanced at Lecos cautiously.

Seeing that Lycos still had no reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to the brown-haired wizard: "Theodore, Lycos and I met through fighting, and now we are friends."

"Who do you know by fighting, Draco?" Lycos's teasing voice suddenly came from the side.

Draco turned around and saw his half-smile.

"No, brother, I didn't say anything!" Draco's back straightened instantly, and his face turned several shades paler with fear. "Brother, you should continue reading. Don't let me disturb your studies..."

As he spoke, he leaned over to Lycos's ear and whispered, "Brother, please give me some respect out there..."

Lycos chuckled, shook his head casually, and returned his gaze to the spell book in his hand.

Draco turned his head to look at Theodore Nott, who was full of surprise, and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, Theodore, weren't you just asking Crabbe and Goyle?"

He skillfully pushed out his two followers to take the blame.

"I'm afraid they haven't woken up yet. These two guys who brought shame to Slytherin, we have to give them a good lesson when we get back!"

……

Lycos and his companions wandered to the Great Hall to have lunch, and then slowly returned to the Slytherin common room.

As expected, Crabbe and Goyle were still lying in bed, fast asleep, their sleeping postures awkward, a large area of ​​their pillows wet with saliva, their blankets kicked off to the floor, and their snoring was deafening.

Draco was so angry that he pounced on one of the fat guys and slapped him hard on his belly which was bulging like a balloon.

"I told you to sleep! I told you to sleep!"

"Did you know that Slytherin has been deducted five points because of you two? Will you be responsible if we don't win the house cup this school year?!"

"Do you know how many times I got stuck in the stairs because you weren't here..."

After being patted on the stomach for a long time, Crabbe and Goyle finally woke up from the bed. They looked at Draco with a flushed face blankly, not knowing whether he was angry or tired.

"Draco, is it time for Charms class?" Goyle asked drowsily.

"Shouldn't we go get some breakfast first?" Crabbe added.

Draco: "..."

He pounced on the two fat guys again.

"I told you to go to Charms! I told you to eat breakfast!"

……

After a short rest, the young Slytherin wizards rushed to classroom 04F on the second floor of the castle to take the History of Magic class with the freshmen of Ravenclaw.

This time, Draco learned from his lesson in the morning and woke up Crabbe and Goyle, who had fallen asleep again during lunch break, half an hour in advance, and took the two fat boys to class.

As they walked along, he got what he wanted by pushing Crabbe and Goyle ahead to test the traps on the steps for him.

What Draco found a bit regretful was that the History of Magic classroom was on the second floor, much closer to the Slytherin common room than the Charms classroom, and most of the routes were already taken.

Lycos held the parchment that recorded the stair traps and pointed out which step would disappear at any time. Crabbe and Goyle almost didn't step on any traps along the way.