Chapter 178: 'McGonagall vs Rosier”

Chapter 178: “McGonagall vs Rosier”

Centaurs! Fearful cries erupted among the girls.

After the Centaur Rebellion experience during the Christmas holidays, a sense of disgust had developed among them towards the horse-like beings, along with a growing fear.

The three prefects reluctantly positioned themselves at the front of the crowd.

They were, after all, only students in the fifth and sixth grades, not yet adults by wizarding standards.

The rest of the students were mostly second and third-year juniors, lacking any combat skills.

Facing a group of adult Centaurs would be foolish.

On the other side, Professor Kettleburn struggled against the two flying pig statues, his wand knocked from his grasp by the violent statues.

Expelliarmus! A red-haired witch emerged from among the Centaurs, aiming her wand at Professor Kettleburn.

Caught off guard, Professor Kettleburns wand flew out of his hand, falling embarrassingly to the ground.

The two flying pig statues moved in, pinning him down and rendering him immobile.

The appearance of the red-haired witch stirred murmurs among the students:

Who is she?

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Dark Witch Lily Evans!

Lily Evans had gained a somewhat notorious reputation among Hogwarts students.

Though infamous, her image was well-known thanks to her wanted posters spread throughout Britain, offered a reward of five thousand Galleons.

Her ability to evade capture had turned her into a legend.

The students, however, were taken aback by her sudden appearance, especially alongside the Centaurs and a large, intimidating figure in an oversized moleskin coat.

Dont be afraid, children, Lilys voice was soothing. Were not here to harm you; were here to save you.

Cedric Diggory, standing near the front, gathered the courage to ask, But these Centaurs

A young Centaur stepped forward, his silver mane gleaming in contrast to his platinum hair, appearing rather handsome.

The Centaur replied, Centaurs never harm cubs, whether Human or Centaurs. We have always been peaceful creatures.

He approached Cedric and extended his hand. After a moments hesitation, Cedric shook it.

Could it be that what they said about Professor Grindelwald is true?

But Hogwarts seems to be on their side!

The students pondered this unexpected turn of events.

Meanwhile, a group of older Hogwarts students, led by several teachers, had reached the second floor of the castle through a garden.

However, they found themselves unable to leave the castle as the gate was blocked by rampaging House-elves.

The once-docile House-elves now acted erratically, attacking their masters.

Teachers hesitated to use magic on them, fearing that they might retaliate with their own magic, a system of magic the wizards barely understood.

Fred Weasley exclaimed, Whats going on? Why are these House-elves behaving like this? Theyre not supposed to defy their masters, let alone attack!

The situation had far exceeded their knowledge of House-elves.

Lee Jordan suggested, Maybe we should find the Marauders Map and ask Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs for help. Sneak out of the castle quietly?

I think we should stay and see what happens next, Fred Weasley proposed.

Yes, I agree, George Weasley added.

Meanwhile, Professor Rosier, was not with the students.

She knew precisely where the problem lay.

After reaching the second floor through the garden, she ignored the House-elves and mice below and proceeded directly to the principals office.

Ten minutes later, she stood before the imposing stone gargoyle that guarded the entrance to the office.

With a wave of her wand, the gargoyle stepped aside, revealing the concealed entrance.

Vinda Rosier had entered the Headmasters Office.

Inside, she found the intruderan austere woman with square glasses and an emerald green cloak.

Its you! Professor Rosier declared coldly. I knew you were behind this. Dont think you can escape this time. Ill have you sent to Azkaban!

Professor Rosier aimed her wand at the intruder.

McGonagall sneered, raising her own wand in response. Youre the one who should run, Rosier! Our feud of over fifty years ends here.

A battle between the two was imminent.