“If I do say so, that's exactly what Hagrid told me!” Nojiko hissed to her friends at breakfast the next day. The others shouldn't hear them and so they sat a little apart from the others. "Voldemort ... I can't believe he's in Hogsmeade! This is way too close to Dumbledore." James looked skeptical and Peter had slipped a few inches back in his chair. "I know it sounds crazy. But they all seem to ..." She got no further because McGonagall came excitedly into the hall and whispered something to Dumbledore. He jumped up as if moved by thunder and clapped his hands. "Dear Gryffindor and Slytherin students, I have just learned that Defense Against the Dark Arts class is canceled for Grade 6 today. Please go to the common room immediately and wait for the teacher to pick you up for your next lesson! "Everyone looked at each other, confused, and obeyed the request.

Professor Slughorn led them into Gryffindor Tower, then he took the Slytherins into their common room and Dumbledore left, followed by a visibly distraught McGonagall. “What do you mean, what is that supposed to mean?” Remus looked at his friends one by one, but no one had a clue. “Did something happen to Monlo?” Peter looked around anxiously and suspiciously. "At Hogwarts? I don't think so!" James had grabbed a snitch and was now playing with it, letting it fly away again and again, only to catch it casually with one hand a short time later. The girls watched him giggling, except for Lily Evans, who was staring the other way deliberately.

“I think I'll lie down for another hour.” Nojiko said loudly and winked playfully at her friends. They all understood and grinned - except for Sirius. He looked at her seriously and sent her a warning. “Take care, honey!” She nodded and planted a gentle kiss on his mouth.Then she ran upstairs smiling, closed the door behind her and ran to the window. Where had Monlo's room been? She opened the window and transformed again.

A short time later a phoenix landed on Mr. Monlos' fortunately tilted window and looked inside. There were McGonagall, Filch, and Dumbledore. "He can't just go away!" said the caretaker in a grim tone. "He wanted to go to Hogsmeade ..." The professor looked around worriedly and looked at the empty desk and the open, also empty cupboard. "Minerva, you still believe Voldemort's absurd theory, do you?" The Headmaster smiled reproachfully and put a reassuring hand on his colleague's shoulder. "But two people are definitely dead, if I may remind them of it. Foster was scratched so badly, it was difficult to identify him and then there are all the mysterious missing people. This is not my thing!" Nojiko swallowed hard and felt the adrenaline rush through her veins.

“The fact is, he's gone and he's not coming back - as you can see!” Filch didn't seem particularly sad about this fact. “But why did he take all his things with him?” Minerva looked around helplessly and her gaze fell almost on Nojiko, who slid to the side at the last moment. That was close ... "He was working on something, wasn't he, Albus?" McGonagall looked intently at the headmaster, who seemed to be wondering what to tell her. "Well, that's right. He's been researching something ... for me. But that's of no use to anyone except me! We shouldn't alarm the students. Mr. Monlos left because of a family death and the replacement a capable force will take over! "The three left the room and so Nojiko had no choice but to fly back too.

"So what did you find out?"Sirius looked curiously at his girlfriend when she came down the stairs again. Fortunately nobody could hear her because the common room was full and that could be dangerous." Nothing good, Monlos has disappeared and nobody knows where to go. "On the way across the room to the fireplace where the Marauders were sitting, she described everything she had seen and heard. Finally she stopped in front of the four boys and sighed." You're doing it again, aren't you? Leave it, I hate that! "James always got really upset about Sunny and Sirius talking in their minds." Sorry, you really want to know? "When they nodded, the story was told to them too.

But they didn't get to talk anymore, because Slughorn and the Slytherins came back and together they went to the dungeon. They spent the hour as if on hot coals, they thought they saw the representation for Monlos at lunch and could hardly wait. Nojiko, who was sitting next to Lily, was very nervous and could hardly concentrate, which is why she almost made some serious mistakes. “What's the matter with you?” Her friend finally asked, puzzled, but she just shrugged her shoulders. What should she say I'm waiting for the replacement for our missing teacher, but officially I don't know anything about it?

To her disappointment, no new person was present at lunch, nor at dinner or for the next few days. Finally it was that time again, Defense Against the Dark Arts was coming up and they still hadn't seen an unknown teacher! Sullen, they went to their classroom, accompanied by McGonagall, and then waited inside. Nojiko sat next to Sirius and James, as there were only three tables here and Lily had teamed up with Malia and Dilia. “Who do you think it is?” James was really really nervous by now and was rocking back and forth in his chair. He almost fell from this very thing when he saw Teacher!"Surprised, Mr. Potter? Well, when you straighten up we can begin." Dumbledore was most amused by the reaction of his students, most of whom were staring at him or whispering softly. “I've decided to take your lessons into my own hands, if you don't mind.” The headmaster turned and wrote a few lines on the blackboard. “Who can tell me who these traits belong to?” He looked attentively around the class, but no one knew or dared. Not even Lily, who usually had an answer to every question, answered. "Maybe you need more clues ..." Dumbledore let a few more bullet points appear on the board.

"Since no one feels addressed, I will not tell you the solution to this riddle. You will copy everything off and then look in the library. I expect everyone to write an essay on this being in the next lesson." He smiled to himself as the students did hastily scribbled some notes on their papers. Only when the last one - Peter - was finished did he continue. "And now I have something special for you. Come to the front." Unsure they got up one after the other and walked towards their director. Dumbledore smiled and took a small box out of his cloak. "What ... what is that professor?" Nojiko looked curiously at the old wizard and pointed to the box. "Ms. Strife, curious as always ..."

He opened the small can and everyone tried to catch a glimpse of the contents. It was a powder of an unhealthy green color. “Does anyone know what that is?” The students looked at each other uncertainly, some shrugged their shoulders or shook their heads. "Well, this is one of the most effective weapons against unwanted listeners ... of course there are more effective ones ..." He gave Nojiko a meaningful look, who understood and nodded a little."A little pinch of here from and ..." He dusted a handful of the powder over the Gryffindors and Slytherins, making some coughs. Almost everyone looked around nervously, Snape rubbing his ear and Remus knocking on his.

Only Nojiko did nothing, she stood and looked at her classmates in confusion. “When exactly does this stuff work?” Dumbledore smiled a little and pointed at her comrades. "It already does, Ms. Strife. But as I figured it won't work for you. Otherwise you would hear an incredibly large number of voices and couldn't understand a clear word." She frowned and crossed her brow the poor. “But why am I immune to it?” She looked her new teacher up and down critically, but he took his time with his answer. "That's a good question. Maybe it's because you're a commemorative whisperer. Oh yeah, don't look at me so surprised, I know about your conversations with Mr. Black, even if I can't overhear you. We want yours Relieve classmates again? "She nodded, he waved his wand and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was horrible. I felt like I was in Victoria Station!" James was still shaking his head in amazement while Sirius was busy again trying to look completely cool. "As you can see, there are many ways of rendering an opponent harmless. You should therefore be prepared for every - I emphasize every - attack." Nojiko was not listening to him properly, she was a little worried about the latest events. Why didn't this powder work for her? And how did Dumbledore know about her skills and the conversations with Sirius? "Please turn to page 45 and, Mr. Longbottom, read us what is in the first paragraph!"

The rest of the hour passed uneventfully, and by the time Nell packed her things, she was looking forward to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.Dumbledore wanted to bring some bogus to practice on! She grinned to herself as she packed her things. Sirius had followed James outside, who was trying to speak to Lily. Sunny tossed the backpack casually over his shoulder and marched towards the exit. The students pushed their way out, Dumbledore stood behind the desk and watched them benevolently. Suddenly Nojiko felt a cold hand on her arm, the hair on the back of her neck stood up and she turned around with a swing so that her black and red hair fell gently into her eyes. “Wait a minute.” It wasn't a request, it was an order. Her opposite, a pale little boy with a nose that was much too big, held her tight.

“What do you want?” She tore herself away and rammed the elbow into the stomach of another Slytherin. He complained, but when he saw who was to blame for his pain, he shut up and quickly disappeared. “I don't have all day, Severus!” He grabbed her arm again and whispered: “I have to tell you something, but not here!” Nojiko didn't