Chapter 478 Harry Who Was Spared a Kick

"Calm down, Fat Madam, where is the source of the fire?"

While William asked questions quickly, he began to use the clear water like a spring to summon a pool of water so that he could rush in for rescue later.

"I don't know, Professor, a fire suddenly started and the remaining prefect couldn't put it out!"

The fat lady managed to find some sense, but her words were still incoherent.

She had no hope, so William had no choice but to wave his wand and roll the water in. Along the way, he pulled out the two students who were running out in a panic, and then he walked towards the entrance.

Although in theory non-professors from that college should not enter the lounges of other colleges without permission, at this moment they had no choice but to obey the authority.

He followed the water flow and rolled himself into the lounge, and found that the fire was not as exaggerated as the fat lady had described. The lobby of the lounge was still intact at the moment, and he could only smell a faint smoke leaking from upstairs. Several senior students who stayed on campus were busy calling people everywhere, and everyone had a bubble spell on their head. From time to time, someone's room would be knocked open, and then they would rush downstairs with their clothes on.

"Where is the source of the fire!"

William's magically amplified voice drowned out the yelling of such panicked children, and reminded them that there was a better way than shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Over here in the boys' dormitory, Professor!"

Several similarly amplified voices responded with some relief ten seconds after William asked the question, and they were mixed together.

"OK!"

William responded loudly, and then maximized the power of the Loud Voice Spell, "Everyone is getting up, what time is it, please go downstairs on the left, please go downstairs on the left, and students who are late will have extra homework!"

The sharp sound penetrated William's own head soaking spell, making it tremble, and then spread, directly shattering several vases nearby.

With a painful look on his face, William took out a bottle of potion, untied the bubble spell, and swallowed it with the smell of smoke. Only then did the effect of the spell weaken, "You continue to maintain discipline, I will deal with the source of the fire!"

"Yes, Professor!"

Another loud and neat shout came, which shocked William and felt his eardrums buzzing, and his throat, which had just been soothed by the medicine, felt a little sweet again...

He didn't even have time to complain and ran quickly down the stairs towards the boys' dormitory.

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"call…"

Professor McGonagall, who was wearing pajamas, had a look of panic on her face, completely losing her usual composure. She hurried to the door of her college's lounge and found that more than a dozen students had gathered around her.

"What happened-"

Before she even had time to ask, William's voice, which was amplified by magic and could pierce the eardrums, had already come over. After identifying the source of the sound, she finally let go of her mind.

"Fat Madam, something happened——"

"Yes, Professor!"

A uniform shout came, interrupting Professor McGonagall's speech again, which finally made her relieved - the students could be organized, and the professor had rushed to the scene, indicating that everything was still under control. Inside.

"Who can tell me what happened?"

Although she wanted to rush in and solve the problem immediately, she knew very well that she had to figure out what happened in order to be of the greatest help, especially when someone had already tried to prevent the worst case scenario from happening.

"That's right, there was - there was a flame burning. We initially thought that someone had an accident while experimenting with magic, and we created water to put it out, but... the flames couldn't be stopped at all... We used the spells we knew, but the flames became more and more... Come more and more prosperously…”

"Then we ran to find Prefect Hood, but he tried and found that he couldn't put it out, so he immediately woke up the seniors, and then we tried to inform the girls that there was some chaos over there, and the smoke was heavier. But fortunately we found someone wandering outside..."

The child who answered spoke in a garbled way and his thoughts were not clear at all, but Professor McGonagall still learned the main reason for the confusion - the appearance of a flame that could not be extinguished.

But...why does the flame that cannot be extinguished burn so slowly?

She couldn't understand, but there was no time to think about it. Professor McGonagall hurriedly ran towards the lounge.

At this moment, Lupine also hurriedly arrived - his office was too remote, and he did not have the convenient means of receiving information like Professor McGonagall. Even if he came as soon as he received the report on the oil painting, he was still tired. Breathless.

"That's right, you're protecting the students, Remus!"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly ordered and then dove in.

Lupine didn't even have time to nod before Professor McGonagall disappeared. When he had just taken a breath, the sound of wooden legs clacked all the way over. Moody had a bit of panic on his face, and behind him was a long, balled-up bandage floating in the air, his face It was all filled with fear and anger.

"What happened, Professor Lupin?"

"Professor McGonagall has already gone in to deal with the fire," Lupine responded quickly, wondering whether to leave Moody alone and go over to help.

Before he could think clearly, the bandage had fallen into his hands, "Don't let him escape, Professor Lupin, I believe you, this guy may be the culprit!"

He patted Lupine on the shoulder, and then quickly entered the lounge, leaving Lupine standing there holding the bandage.

‘The culprit? ’

He was curious for a moment, laughing at himself as he turned the bandage, trying to figure out who Mad-Eye had captured.

But the moment the bandage was turned around, he froze on the spot, and several students around him were also stunned - a face they were barely familiar with appeared in the air, and it was the one who came to visit Hogwarts. And Karkaroff participated in the competition…

Karkaroff's eyes had a murderous impulse at this moment. He stared at Lupine and signaled the Hogwarts professor to put his guest down, but Lupine hesitated and gently removed the bandage. He turned around and pretended that he didn't find anything.

"Professor Lupin?"

Several Gryffindors asked curiously, and instantly read the terrible message in Lupine's eyes - if you dare to ask one more question, or say one more thing, then there will be more homework after the holidays, and by the way, let Professor William prepare a few more games take an exam.

Maybe their understanding is biased, but no one dares to take this risk.

Then, everything returned to calm.

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"This flame..."

As William ran up the stairs, he felt more and more that something was wrong - the flames were burning too slowly.

Even the most normal flames would not burn so mildly, let alone a flame like this that could burn in a Hogwarts dormitory.

If it were just an ordinary flame, it would be easily extinguished with just a spell from the senior class. Although the lower class students were weak, they were not without the ability to solve crises. He did not believe that the students he taught could reach this level. He only learned the bubble head charm to protect and evacuate students, but didn't even try to put out the fire.

He quickly used several common methods and found that just as he expected, the flames could not be extinguished at all, and even had a more intense nature that swallowed up the burning spell...

'It can't be Li Huo...but how can Li Huo be so gentle? ’

While he was thinking, he tried to extinguish the flames with the spell to extinguish the fierce fire - something surprising happened. As his spell took effect, the flames actually disappeared.

'Is it really... Li Huo... such a gentle Li Huo? What bastard of a senior class dared to use such dangerous magic in the dormitory? ’

He even wanted to curse - this bastard should be expelled from breaking his wand and banned from casting spells for life!

He waved his wand quickly, and a breeze spurted out from his wand, and the flames wherever it passed were easily extinguished - he wouldn't be able to deal with it so easily if it were a genuine Lihuo, but now...

‘Rescue people first, then extinguish the fire and arrest them… After all, the flames are relatively mild. ’

He waved his wand rapidly and his voice amplified.

"The students trapped in the flames raised their voices and kept shouting that I am here, and then I will rush over quickly!"

"The prefect quickly counted the students who have not yet shown up, compared the lists, and provided me with the names of the students who have not left this area!"

"Everyone stopped putting out the fire, left the scene quickly, notified the professors who are still at school, and told them that there was a leak of black magic here, and asked them to maintain order or come to help depending on the situation!"

William's voice penetrated most of the soundproofing materials and reached the ears of the students who were still busy. The girls began to quickly nod people, and on the boys' side, the only prefect who stayed in the school came. responded, "The number of people cannot be confirmed for the time being, but if the flames only remain at this level, then there should be three fourth graders staying in school!"

"Three?"

Professor McGonagall's amplified voice came, "I just saw two fourth-year students outside! Professor William, what kind of flame is this?"

That's right - including the shouting student in front of me, there are exactly three.

William laughed - nothing serious happened after all. He even used magic to extinguish the fire while responding to Professor McGonagall, in order to reduce the possibility of the child inside being injured when he came out.

As for the burned dormitory - they can only rely on a few professors to put out the fire slowly and then deal with it.

"Li Huo, a weakened version of Li Huo, Professor!"

William responded loudly to Professor McGonagall while waving his wand to extinguish the flames, "So, where is the fire?"

There was a fire here in the fourth grade—could it not have been caused by the seniors? That doesn't work either, the wand needs to be broken anyway.

"It should be Harry's room! But when I arrived, three rooms were already burning!"

"Oh my God! Harry - I forgot, he is a warrior, I subconsciously thought he was not a fourth year!"

The prefect's voice came, and William was stunned for a moment, and then urgency appeared on his face. The wand in his hand was pointed at himself, and the iron armor spell on his body was replaced by a thick stream of water. He kicked it away and still made a sound. 'I'm here' room, and then spread out a stream of energy to wrap around the boy, and threw him towards the stairs, covered in weak fire. Being in the air is a magic that slows down the impact.

"Please, Professor, handle the flames!"

After saying this, he immediately put on the thick iron armor, cut off the water armor that had started to burn, and re-wrapped himself in a layer of water protection. Then he waved his wand and tried to clear a place without flames for himself. By the way, the flames on the bubble head charm were extinguished in time.

‘It should be this way——’

William examined the environment and found a room with a steady stream of fierce fire. He directly hit it with a magic spell, and the burned soft door instantly broke into pieces on the ground.

He couldn't bear to look inside the door, and then froze.

During the short period of time when he was in a daze, Professor McGonagall had already removed the burning water from the previous child and ran along the path opened by William, also stunned.

After that, Moody also ran up quickly and was also stunned here.

In the room, countless small fire snakes crawled out from the middle position, and then merged into the flames, but there was no sign of burning flames in the middle position.

There, Harry, whose pajamas were burned into disfigurement, was holding a huge Bubble Curse on his head and tightly hugging a deformed and weird thing that made people think it was the filthiest thing in the world.

It was growing and melting. It was already as black as carbon, and from time to time it dropped disgusting droplets. After falling on the ground, it turned into a fire snake, crawled around the house, and then lit a fire. Wisps of half-dead flames.

William looked at Moody, who shook his head slightly, and then looked at Professor McGonagall, who in turn cast his gaze on William.

There is no doubt that Harry is still alive - but in the current situation, no one dares to step forward and cast a spell.

A magic sounds easy to say, but if this weird situation is broken, it will really kill people.

"Let me do it…"

William sighed and decided to break the balance. He was going to kick Harry away, then quickly use the potion to hang him to death, and then imprison the strange life form.

"I'll do it..."

A reassuring voice suddenly came out, which made William, who had made up his mind, breathe a sigh of relief - it was Dumbledore's voice.

It's definitely not an enemy - if there was a surprise attack from just a short distance away, William thought he would have a high chance of running away, but there was a small chance that he would explain it here, so it shouldn't be a fake.

"This is…"

Although he knew he shouldn't ask, William still asked, and he didn't expect Dumbledore to answer the question.

"This is…"

A trembling sound came out, and William was very familiar with it. The owner of the sound, which he had just heard not long ago, said that he wanted to run.

He turned his head - and found that not only Karkaroff was there, but Snape also appeared with a frown on his face, and Lupine was also mixed in. Obviously, this fire incident had a huge impact.

"This is—" Looking at Karkaroff's trembling appearance, Snape snorted, "The Dark Lord."

"The Dark Lord?"

Almost everyone made a sound of exclamation. Karkaroff's tightly held arm was pulled away by Snape, and the mark on it was now black and shiny - this already explained the problem.

"His fierce fire..." Karkaroff trembled as he watched Dumbledore bend down to check Harry's condition, his speech completely lost his usual clarity, "Actually, he was actually killed by that little boy, Harry Potter. Special, it has been weakened like this..."