Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Facing Dumbledore's searching gaze, Harry quickly said:

"Ron was taken away by Filch before the dinner began."

"Li lock his position."

Dumbledore looked at William and seemed to be using his intelligent voice to ask Gaode's map.

William pulled out a map of Hogwarts from the ring.

Lockhart poked his head over, and William covered it slightly, refusing to let him watch.

The dense numbers above are all the names of the students, and there are various secret roads, which are not at the same level as the ones he sold at the school. How can he show Lockhart?

"He's still in Filch's office." William glanced at the map."alone."

"Professor McGonagall, please help me bring Mr. Weasley. I need to ask him something."

Professor McGonagall nodded and left the school hospital.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, can you get some medicine for me? I think Mr. Filch will wake up soon, and I think he needs some stamina." Dumbledore continued.

Madam Pomfrey turned and walked towards a room.

"Harry, you haven't had dinner yet?" Dumbledore asked concerned."How about some fruit tart?"

Harry wanted to say that he had no appetite, but his stomach groaned.

Dumbledore waved his magic wand, a fruit tart and a cup of hot milk had appeared on the table not far away.

Okay... I'm a bit hungry, Harry reluctantly eats something.

Harry was now waiting for Filch to wake up, return him to his innocence, and then slap Lockhart and Snape who were suspicious of him.

No attack, just no attack, you can't wrong the honest people!

Harry had never wanted to hear Filch so eagerly.

Snape walked over to Filch.

William stepped forward, "Principal, if you don't mind..."

"Of course." Dumbledore turned his body slightly.

Snape snorted in his nose and made room for William.

William didn't check Filch's wound, he had already checked it when he found Filch.

He collected the blood clot on Filch's body in a test tube, ready to go back and study it.

Filch's chest had been fatally wounded, but the blood stopped unexpectedly... there was a special substance to help stop the bleeding.

Most importantly, those blood clots are all petrified... this characteristic is too rare.

As a potion master, William needed to go back and research and analyze what caused it.

Snape obviously thought the same way, he moved faster than William.

People, as long as there is a house character, regardless of whether it is a fat house or a technical house, it is terrible.

In the distance, footsteps sounded.

Ron was brought in by Professor McGonagall, his whole body dirty, with a strong smell of mud.

"What's the matter, principal?" Ron was a little afraid, showing a confused expression.

"Ron, what's the matter with you?" Dumbledore stared at him, then asked gently.

"I fell in the black lake."

"Why did you fall into the Black Lake?"

"Last year William and the others caught a mermaid, and I also want to catch one and give Harry as a Halloween gift." Ron explained quickly.

The words fell in Harry's ears, and only a warm current poured into his body, from the outside in, making him excited and about to scream...

Sure enough, Ron is his best buddy!

Harry suddenly felt that the pure milk in his mouth was not so pure anymore.

He took a bite of the fruit pie and sighed slightly.

I don't know what happened, the two hadn't whispered in the same bed for a long time, and Harry thought tonight was a good opportunity.

Ron didn't know Harry's plan to sleep with Arrived tonight, he continued: "I stepped on the mud and slipped into the black lake.

Then I returned to the castle and was caught by Filch.

He said that I soiled the floor and asked me to go to his office, so I followed."

"Next, why did Mr. Filch leave the office?" Dumbledore asked.

"There was an unpleasant smell outside. He said it was a prank by Pepy Ghost, so he rushed out with a broomstick and let me stay in the office... By the way, what happened to Mr. Filch?"

"He was attacked."

"Who attacked?" Ron's face turned pale.

No one answered him.

Professor Snape glanced at Ron maliciously and asked, "You have been in Filch's office for so long. If he doesn't come back, won't you leave?

I don't think Weasley is so honest."

"I was asleep!" Ron said angrily.Little Tao Chinese www.xiaotaozw.com

Professor McGonagall said solemnly, "Mr. Weasley did fall asleep on the table when I went."

"You don't doubt me, do you?" Ron growled, "Why should I attack Filch, because I was in his office when he had an accident?!"

At this time, a cough came from the hospital bed.

Filch finally woke up.

Madam Pomfrey quickly poured him the potion.

Filch drank the potion like a puppet.

"Filch, who on earth attacked you?" Lockhart leaned forward enthusiastically and asked.

Filch looked blank, as if thinking about how to...speak.

"Who is it, Argus?" Dumbledore asked again.

Filch straightened his upper body dumbly, his head turning mechanically like a zombie.

His gaze glided over Ron, but he paused for a while before turning to... Harry!

Filch's lips moved slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Harry Potter!"

Filch's voice was low and echoed in the room where the candlelight was swaying.

Everyone was silent.

Harry squirted the milk even more in astonishment.

He got the money and was also identified by the victim... At that moment, Harry almost believed it.

"Do I have schizophrenia and did it by second personality?!"

If William knew what Harry was thinking, he would probably laugh.

"Child, don't just say that you are mentally ill when something happens. This excuse is not easy to use in the magic world."

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Principal's office,

Dumbledore sat down on the chair, his flowing silver hair and beard gleaming in the candlelight.

His two slender fingers touched together, his chin was placed on the fingertips, his eyes looked at the ceiling above through the half-moon lens, as if lost in thought.

William sat across from him, followed in thought, but he was thinking and almost fell asleep.

William shook his head and asked:

"Professor, didn't you guess that the monster in the secret room is a basilisk?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"Last semester, I killed the basilisk, are there other monsters in the secret room?" William said suspiciously.

Dumbledore's face was particularly solemn.

"William, the basilisk has never been important. Slytherin has left that room for nearly a thousand years, and the basilisk has not actively attacked the students.

I don't want to say that it is harmless, but I must point out, is it really important to have basilisks or secret rooms?

Danger never comes from basilisks, but from people!"

William nodded convincingly, pondered for a moment, and said: "What do you think about tonight, who is lying?"

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically.

"Ron's explanation is reasonable, but Filch and Harry are weird."

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded. "Harry appeared where he shouldn't be, and Filch pointed out the person who shouldn't be."

"Filch's behavior is weird. Could he be under the Imperius Curse?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "It's not the Imperius...I can't say yet, but I have seen something similar before and need to investigate it."

William nodded slightly.

Dumbledore is so sophisticated, he has seen everything.

"Professor, I still have one point that is very difficult to understand. I need you to clarify."

"The other party left the message that the secret room was opened, obviously to spread fear and tell us... the attack has begun and the game has begun.

Then,

Why didn't he kill Filch?

dead,

Not better than living,

Is it easier to breed fear?"

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