The Wizarding Journey of Hogwarts

Chapter 117 Are all little wizards so wild now! ?

"What's going on here? What are you all doing here?"

Filch made his way through the crowd with difficulty.He was drawn by Malfoy's shouts.Years of experience told him that there must be some mischievous little wizards here again, and he can punish these damned little devils to his heart's content again!
"Don't think that on Halloween you can do whatever you want...?"

Filch froze.He could swear that he had worked at Hogwarts for decades, but he had never seen anything like it.

A little wizard was holding a magic wand, squatting on the ground, and in front of that little wizard, lay another little wizard lying motionless with blood on his face.

What's happening here?Did he run into a murder scene?

Are all the little wizards this wild now! ?In the castle of Hogwarts, and in the public hall, how dare you just pull out your wand and kill someone?

In other words, will he be silenced?After all, he is the only normal person here!

Filch felt the tips of his hair tremble.He looked around in panic, expecting to catch a straw.

Then he saw his cat, his poor, lovely kitten called Mrs. Norris, whose dead body was hanging on a torch stand, swaying gently in the breeze. .

"No—!" Filch screamed. "You murderer! How can you! How dare you, kill my cat!"

At this moment, Filch forgot all about wizards and silencers.He couldn't imagine how anyone in this world could be so cruel! ?
If you say you kill people, kill them, Filch doesn't care at all.Anyway, Filch hated the little wizards in this castle from the bottom of his heart.Whether it was one death, two deaths, or a hundred or two hundred deaths, he, Filch, would not even frown, maybe pop a bottle of whiskey to celebrate.

But!Why kill his cat! ?
"I am going to kill you--!"

Filch roared and rushed towards Bell.

At this time, Bell was looking around curiously.

According to Filch's words, during the short period of time he took care of Malfoy, someone took advantage of him to attract everyone's attention and secretly killed someone! ?
Are all the little wizards this wild now! ?He even dared to kill someone in Hogwarts Castle, right under Dumbledore's nose! ?Bell would love to see what a handsome, skeletal wonder this warrior is?
Then, Bell was surprised to find that Filch rushed towards him with a ghostly expression! ?

'What the hell! ? '

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"Argus!"

Before Bell could control Filch, Dumbledore rushed to the scene with the professors, and then he was also stunned.

what's the situation?That's not how the script works!

Looking at Bell who had stood up and Malfoy who was still lying on the ground unable to move, Dumbledore was also full of question marks.

Are all the little wizards this wild now! ?Or is he really old?Is his title of the strongest white wizard in modern times no longer enough to scare people?Some students dared to film in front of him, the headmaster of Hogwarts?

Unlike Filch, as a powerful wizard, Dumbledore could clearly tell whether the thing lying on the ground was dead or alive.

"Dumbledore! My cat! My Lady Norris!"

Filch cried like a bullied child who finally saw his parents.

"Don't worry, Argus, your cat is not dead."

Dumbledore glanced at Mrs. Norris, who was hanging on the torch, and determined that the cat was not dead, but had fallen into a strange petrified state.

If it was normal, he would definitely be very interested in this peculiar petrified state, and would start researching it immediately.

But now, to Bell standing on the field and lying on his stomach... By the way, who is that?

Because of Bell's occlusion, Dumbledore couldn't see Malfoy's face, and he could only tell that it was a Slytherin student from the school uniform.

"So, can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

Dumbledore asked curiously.

Before Bell could make a sound, Hermione ran to Bell's side impatiently and explained.

"That's right, Professor. When we returned to the lounge just now, we found the writing on the wall here, Mrs. Norris's... and Mrs. Norris hanging there."

Hermione wanted to talk about the corpse, but suddenly remembered what Professor Dumbledore said, Mrs. Norris is not dead?

After all, is it still not dead?Could it be that cats in the wizarding world really have nine lives?
"Then Malfoy jumped out of nowhere, pointed at me and yelled 'Mudblood', then Bell asked Malfoy to apologize to me, and then Malfoy said a bunch of pure blood, glory, and whatnot, I didn't listen I get it. And then Bell goes out and gives Malfoy a little lesson, and then Malfoy yells 'Go to hell' or something, and...then...and then it's like this."

Hermione gave full play to the eloquence she had cultivated in teaching her classmates over the years.This is Bell's dizzy and super eloquent talent that is often said.

As for some parts of the discourse, may there be a certain discrepancy with the reality?

illusion!It must be an illusion!

At least in Hermione's cognition, the truth is [-]% the same as what she said, without any deviation!

The professors were a little dizzy from Hermione's series of 'then', but at least they understood the general situation.

To put it simply, Malfoy and Bell fought, and then they didn't do it.

"Since the matter involves students from the two houses of Ravenclaw and Slytherin, then the decision on this matter shall be entrusted to..."

Dumbledore turned to look at the deans of the four colleges.

Professor Flitwick was pulling his hair nervously.As a kind man, he didn't want to see the young wizards of his academy be severely punished.

Professor Snape couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. He thought that Dumbledore would definitely leave the decision to himself and Flitwick.

And unlike the face-saving Flitwick, he can be completely shameless when he cleans up these little devils!This time, we must seize the opportunity and severely deduct the house points of Ravenclaw College.In this way, Slytherin House will have no opponents in this year's House Cup!

The naive Snape had completely forgotten everything that happened at the year-end banquet of the previous school year in just a few months.

Want the Academy Cup?
Go dream!

"Leave it to Minerva."

After scanning the heads of the four colleges, Dumbledore made a final decision.

"what!?"

Unlike the relieved Professor Flitwick, Snape screamed in shock.

(End of this chapter)