Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

On the second floor of the castle, several professors gathered at the door of the men's bathroom.

This was the site of the attack, and there were three victims.

To be precise, it's two people and one ghost.

Professor McGonagall stumbled as she walked, and reluctantly brought Snape and Gilderoy Lockhart to Dumbledore.

Two of Malfoy's henchmen, mindless and unhappy, lay on the cold ground, stiff, no different from the victims of the previous attacks.

Eye-catching is Barrow the Bloody.

The Slytherin Resident Ghost floated in mid-air, like a balloon, a gust of wind that could blow him away, and a thin but still existent silver smoke evaporated from his body.

"Barrow... Is he dead?" asked Lockhart, surprised.

"Ghosts are not meant to be alive. "

Snape gave him a disgusted look, but he was no longer as hostile as he had been a few days ago, and had apparently cleared his suspicions about Lockhart.

Before the attack, he had been following Lockhart's movements.

After class, I went to the auditorium to eat, and when I returned to the office after eating, I came out with a change of clothes after only ten minutes.

At that time, the three victims were not attacked.

"Oh, I mean, a little more completely dead. Lockhart's face flushed, and he circled around the three victims, taking out his wand and waving it a few times from time to time, muttering something in his mouth.

"I think I've made some discoveries. Lockhart said suddenly.

The headmasters didn't react, only Dumbledore whispered, "Tell me, Gildero, we need your ingenuity. "

Look at their faces. Lockhart pointed to the three.

Several professors and Dumbledore all looked at it, and this look really made a difference.

Flitwick exclaimed, "Crabbe and Goyle are so calm, completely different from Smith!"

"That's right. Lockhart smugly, "That's the difference. "

"Neither of them probably saw the attacker, and that was the only way to explain it, but only Barrow did. "

Professor McGonagall looked at Lockhart in amazement.

For the first time, it was discovered that this person had brains in addition to showing off and bragging.

Maybe it's to prove his innocence, that's why he works so hard.

To her surprise, and to the surprise of all the others, was yet to come.

After analyzing a lot of what he had and not, Lockhart suddenly said: "I suspect that the attacker is not a human at all, it is likely to be a beast of prey!"

"Why do you say that?" Dumbledore asked.

"Let's bring the perspective of 163 victims. Lockhart suddenly became possessed.

"If the attacker was a student or a professor, would you look horrified, shocked?"

Snape pinched his chin thoughtfully, "What do you mean... They saw something that wasn't supposed to be inside the castle, and that's why it was this expression. "

"Yes, Severus. Lockhart patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "You've learned to answer." "

Snape's face stinked like the mud of the Black Lake, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"So Slytherin's legacy, a monster?" Flitwick muttered, "This is a secret chamber built thousands of years ago, what animal can survive until now?"

"Maybe it has nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets. McGonagall offered a guess, "It's just that someone is using this name to make trouble and interfere with our judgment." "

A few professors put forward their own ideas and judgments.

Instead, Dumbledore and Lockhart fell silent.

Dumbledore was pondering, but Lockhart was smug in his heart.

His actions just now were undoubtedly blowing himself up, providing several extremely important clues.

Why?

It's all advice from the diary.

Only by breaking inside and gaining enough trust is a safe choice.

The more you cover up, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

As a writer, Lockhart didn't understand magic, he didn't understand magical beasts, but he did understand the drama of writing.

If all the things that happen now are considered as a detective novel, then his actions can also be summed up in one sentence.

"Turn the book to the beginning, and now, let's look at the murderer's first perspective. "

He knows all too well what evidence seems useful but doesn't actually make sense.

After a moment of discussion, as he expected, each professor felt that he had grasped something, but he could not say anything, and became a little irritated.

"Alright. Dumbledore stepped forward and stopped the group for a moment.

"Filius, you sent people to the school infirmary, Minerva, the school is being more strictly managed, Crabbe and Goyle just didn't follow the order and sneaked out. "

"I see. "

"Pomona. Dumbledore looked at Professor Sprout, "How's the Mandrake?"

"The growth is very good. Sprout smiled: "Another month, one last change of pots, and another month (CAAD) for it to ripen." "

"That's good. Dumbledore nodded, "Be sure to protect the mandrake." "

Sprout nodded calmly: "Don't worry, if anyone wants to break into the greenhouse where mandrakes are cultivated, then there is no need to send it to St. Mungo." "

Lockhart shuddered when he heard this.

No one could have known how terrifying the trap carefully laid by the professor of herbology could be.

If he rashly broke in, he probably wouldn't even see the face of the mandrake, so he would have to kneel directly.

It is necessary to end one's own plan before the mandrake matures.

Lockhart made up his mind.

The next day, the professors began a thorough investigation of the school, looking for the existence of secret rooms, as well as those secret passages that would put students in danger.

It was bound to be a huge undertaking, so in order to make the students feel more at ease, Professor McGonagall enacted the strictest discipline before going to class after breakfast

"Everyone, except for class time and meals, must stay in the break room and not be allowed to come out. "

"If someone breaks the rules and gets caught by me, his academy will have all the points deducted!"

"It's not fair. A Ravenclaw muttered quietly, "What's the difference between a Gryffindor and a few points?"

Professor McGonagall clutched her chest, and Flitwick glared at the little wizard who had just complained, and quickly handed McGonagall a pill.

"Eat it, Minerva, this is what Poppy just asked me to bring. "

"Thank you, Filius. "

McGonagall finished taking the medicine and did feel better.

"Since that's all said. McGonagall forced a smile.

"So... If any house violates discipline, not only will all the points be deducted, but the house will also lose this year's Quidditch match!"

Wow!

Vane could already see that the eyes of several Quidditch captains were already capable of eating people.

Wood, in particular, stared at the Twins viciously, and only then did he withdraw his fierce gaze until they both nodded their heads in quick succession.

For this wood (Wood's name is the same as wood's hair), he doesn't care about house points, but the Quidditch cup, that's his lifeline!

Gryffindor's first win over Slytherin in their first game of the year has already nibbled on a strong opposition.

A win over Hufflepuff in the second race in March would leave the title in doubt.

Arguably, this year is yet another promising year for Gryffindor.

Seeing the performance of the group of Quidditch captains, McGonagall was satisfied and asked the young wizards to leave the auditorium and go to class.

At noon, Crabbe and Goyle's father arrived at the school and took their children away to be treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Affairs.

When they leave, they are furious, just like Smith's father, and are about to sue the Ministry of Magic for Dumbledore's inaction.

In fact, the Ministry of Magic had received the news early in the morning.

But there is no solution.

Fudge still preferred that Dumbledore would get the problem out of the way, and then he would come out and say a few nice things, and that would be the end of the matter.

But when the Slytherin Purebloods were also attacked, events were out of his control.

According to the grapevine, the Ministry of Magic wanted to send an Auror investigation team, but Dumbledore forcefully refused.

Because of his prestige, the Ministry of Magic could only wait and see.

But the murderer was not found for a day, and the pressure was always there.

If there is another attack... The situation is truly out of control, and Dumbledore will definitely pay for it.

Professor McGonagall was calm on the surface, but she was restless.

In the Transfiguration class, she kept a straight face and her tone was extremely stern throughout the whole process, and in the face of such a Professor McGonagall, even Vane didn't dare to blow up the stab, and honestly finished a big class.

It was another group meal in the auditorium, and the topic had changed to Lockhart's wonderful performance last night.

His analysis led many Ravenclaw wizards to finally admit that he had graduated from Ravenclaw.

"Very observant, no wonder he can do so many incredible things, he's like Sherlock Holmes. A little Muggle-born wizard said excitedly.

"Who is Sherlock Holmes?"

"A very powerful detective, a character created by Conan Doyle. "

"Who is Conan Doyle?"

“.... Forget it, it doesn't matter, you just need to know that Lockhart's reasoning is very good. "

In short, this wave, Lockhart can be regarded as regaining a lot of popularity for himself.

In the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, everyone's enthusiasm also increased, and they asked him to analyze more and try to find the murderer as soon as possible.

And because of Professor McGonagall's severe punishment, in order not to become the target of public criticism, several little girls did not dare to quietly come out to find Vane at night.

Only Astoria was in a special situation, and after explaining to Dumbledore, Vane took her away for treatment.

On Saturday, the original Hogsmeade visit was cancelled.

With nothing to do, everyone can only play cards and chat in the lounge.

Vane asks Shanado to bring Autumn to the Room of Requirement.

"We need to hurry. Cho said, "Marietta covered for me, but she had to be in the dormitory before dinner." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Rest assured, there's plenty of time. "

Vane said as he walked around the room of requirement, and the door appeared and opened, revealing not a room, but a deep tunnel.

In fact, they could have allowed Shanaiduo or Fengwang to go out directly with the phantom, and the tunnel was just to satisfy Qiu's curiosity.

This secret passage leads directly to the Hog's Head Bar, and it has a special feature.

The secret passage can only be opened from one end of the room of requirement, not the other side.

The appearance of the two also startled Aberforth.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm hungry for your craft, and I'll take care of something by the way. Vane reached out and pulled Cho out, then urged.

"Three crispy elbows, three cod steaks, two butterbeer and a glass of rum, hurry." "

"I've already eaten it. Aberforth said dumbly, it was past dinner now, and Vane and Autumn had deliberately not eaten at noon, leaving it until now.

"Whoever said to order it for you, there will be guests in a while. Vane looked at him speechlessly.

"You kid. "

Aberforth choked on his anger, but walked to the kitchen behind the bar and began to prepare food.

"Hogwarts is in this situation, the visit days have been canceled, you guys sneaked here,"

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell Albus?"

"If anyone says that, I'll be scared for a few tenths of a second, but you really don't have a deterrent effect. "

Aberforth sneered twice, but did not refute.

Vane pulled Cho to sit at the bar, just in time to see the kitchen, but before he sat down, he used several different cleaning spells in a row.

Without his students, Hogsmeade was deserted.

In the past, with the soundproofing effect of the pig's head bar, you could still hear the hustle and bustle of the main road, but today it is silent.

Halfway through the meal, Aberforth suddenly asked, "You said you were waiting for a friend, who was going to come?"

"If it's someone I hate, I won't accept it. "

"Don't worry, you're old acquaintances. Vane replied.

Aberforth sighed, probably guessing a few candidates.

It didn't take long for the meal to be served, and smelling the aroma in the air, Vane and Autumn moved their index fingers.

It also happened that at this time, the door of the bar was pushed open.

An old man with a suitcase walked in, and Aberforth looked at him and shouted with some uncertainty.

"Scamander?"

A smile appeared on the old man's face: "Aberforth, I didn't expect you to recognize me, it's been a long time." "

"Senior, come on, the meal has just been served. Vane beckoned to Newt.

Cho had already nerves up, "Hello Mr. Scamander, I'm Cho Chang, a Ravenclaw third-year student. "

This is not only because of meeting legendary characters, but also because Cho knows about the relationship between Vane and Newt.

So she always had the feeling of meeting her parents.

"Hello. Newt smiled softly, "Wayne often mentions you to me, and praises you for being a good girl, you can call me Newt." "

It's not easy to say such a long paragraph at once, and it's really not easy for Newt to be a social fear.

Wayne was also impressed by him, and remembered that when the two met for the first time, he hid directly for a long time before daring to show up.

Autumn sat back in his seat a little crampedly, and Newt came to the other side of Vane, saw the familiar paste, couldn't wait to taste it, and then nodded.

"It's still the same taste, Aberforth, and your craft has not regressed. "

"Of course. Aberforth was also very happy to meet his old friends, and took out a bottle of wine and sat down at the bar.

"Are Tina and Jacob alright?"

"Tina has been doing preschool for Rove lately, and Jacob and Bonnie have been traveling around the world, and they're all doing well. "

"That's okay, you can come together when you have time, and I won't charge you money. "

"That's great. "

A few people ate and chatted, but most of them were Newt and Aberforth catching up.

It wasn't until he finished eating that Newt put the box on the table and jokingly said:

"You can be considered to think of Tuan Tuan, take it away, or I'll be poor." "

He came over today to return the Iron Eater to Vane.