Hogwarts from another world

The boy, with his eyes tightly closed, lay quietly on the hospital bed covered with white linen sheets.

Barely any breath.

Several wizards around were standing there with solemn expressions. One of them, a witch wearing a dark green healer's robe, looked particularly worried.

"Mrs. Rosier, how is this boy doing now?" Ms. Poppy Pomfrey, the school nurse at Hogwarts Hospital, finally couldn't help but ask.

The witch who was closest to the hospital bed and had been half-crouching just now finally stood up and adjusted her black windbreaker.

"He is almost one step away from death." She said slowly, her voice was very calm: "But thankfully, he is still alive. This is thanks to the protection of dragon skin. For any magic, dragon skin can always It has a strong protective effect”

As she spoke, she pointed to Draco Malfoy's hands on the hospital bed. The boy, whose eyes were closed tightly, still wore his dragon skin gloves.

"Without this layer of gloves, let alone an eleven-year-old boy, even an adult wizard would have died on the spot." Professor Rozier added.

"Oh my God, what kind of terrible thing did this boy come into contact with?" Madam Pomfrey's face was full of fear, and she covered her mouth.

"Dangerous extreme magic items, maybe even mysterious magic items." Professor Rozier simply guessed: "In short, it is definitely not a good thing. What about the other three boys in the dormitory? How are they now?"

When asking the latter question, Ms. Rozier looked at an old bald man next to her who was as fat as a walrus.

The head of Slytherin, Professor Horace Slughorn, coughed slightly, and then quickly explained: "Whether it is Crabbe, Goyle or Nott, they are all delirious now, no matter what you ask them They all answered incoherently, and even shouted hysterically. I gave them some tranquilizing potion, and they are now asleep."

"What about that dormitory? Has it been searched?" Professor Rozier continued to ask coldly.

"After a complete search, there are no items related to extreme magic," Slughorn said with certainty.

"As expected, it is impossible for ordinary extreme magic items to enter Hogwarts." Professor Rozier turned around again.

"Professor Rozier" Professor Kettleburn, who was wearing three prosthetic limbs, took a few steps forward: "I mentioned to you a few days ago that my chickens that were attacked were probably not Is there any connection between these two attacks that were purely accidental?”

"I don't see any connection," Professor Rozier replied coldly.

"But maybe you can allow me to go deep into the Forbidden Forest, and we can at least eliminate one possibility," Kettleburn insisted.

"There is no need, Silvanos." Professor Rozier replied again without thinking: "I already answered this question for you two days ago."

"Okay." The poor Care of Magical Creatures teacher could only nodded obediently, looking very aggrieved.

There was a sudden noise outside the door, and Madam Pomfrey quickly walked over to see what was going on.

A minute later, she came back

"It's Professor Trocca." She faced Professor Rozier and said, "He heard that a student was attacked and wanted to come and see what happened. But you have told me before that no one can break in without your permission. This ward.”

"Let him go back. This matter has nothing to do with him." Professor Rozier's voice was still extremely cold: "It's not completely dark yet."

"Okay." Although she didn't understand what the vice-principal's last words meant, Madam Pomfrey still nodded.

Professor Rozier took one last look at Slughorn: "Normally there are five students in a boys' dormitory, so where is the last one?"

Slughorn was well prepared: "His name is Matthew Wakefield, and he was not at the scene when the incident occurred."

"Call him over. I have something to ask him." Mrs. Rozier said bluntly, and then she added: "In addition, tell me everything about the scene when the incident occurred, all the details."

"Yes ma'am"

"What happened?" Matthew had to ask as he was forcefully pulled out of the library by Slytherin's prefect Gemma Farley.

"Draco Malfoy, your roommate, he is dying now." Farley explained: "And Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Theodore Nott, they have all become delirious. Qing, unable to communicate with others. In short, it seems that you are the only normal person left in your dormitory, so Professor Slughorn wants to find out from you what happened."

"How do I know what happened?" Matthew felt a little dizzy: "What is going on?"

But Miss Farley didn't know what was going on.

The two of them could only go back and forth like this and play riddles for a while.

After a few minutes, Matthew finally guessed some clues:

That is, his dormitory seemed to have been attacked by extreme magic, and all four roommates suffered.

Could it be that

Matthew's mind suddenly thought of that book. Could it be related to it?

However, the book was obviously locked in his suitcase, and the key to the suitcase was still in his pocket.

Matthew subconsciously touched his pocket, but found nothing.

I must have forgotten the key to my suitcase in the dormitory when I got up this morning.

It seems that there is really a possibility

I just don’t know if that book has been found by Professor Slughorn.

But regardless of whether we find it or not, we just have to refuse to admit it.

Anyway, that book appeared beside me inexplicably.

It was not Matthew Wakefield's first time here in the Potions Master's office.

But the last time he came here, it was Professor Horace Slughorn who took the initiative to "exchange" feelings with him.

But this time, Slughorn was not the only teacher in this office.

and Vice-Chancellor Professor Vita Rozier.

"Professor Slughorn, Professor Rozier," Matthew greeted proactively, while making a confused expression on his face: "What's going on?"

Slughorn opened his mouth, but glanced at Professor Rozier beside him with some scruples, and quickly closed his mouth.

"Matthew Wakefield" Professor Rozier asked coldly: "Where were you around 3:40 this afternoon?"

"I'm in the library" Matthew quickly replied.

"Can anyone testify?"

"Mrs. Pince, the librarian, and Hermione Granger from Ravenclaw, they should all be able to testify."

"What are you doing in the library?"

"I'm looking up information about vampires to complete my Defense Against the Dark Arts paper."

"Okay, I'll know the truth of what you said next Monday."

Professor Rosier lowered his head, picked up the quill, and began to quickly write something down on a piece of paper.

The entire Potions Office fell into a brief silence.

Slughorn glanced at Matthew and then at Professor Rosier, with an extremely embarrassed expression on his face.

"I think you already know that unexpected things suddenly happened to your four roommates." Half a minute later, Professor Rosier raised her head again, but her tone was still extremely cold: "It's just that at that time The situation is like this”

"Draco Malfoy was found beside your open, empty suitcase, holding a purse containing two hundred galleons. You had entrusted Mr. Malfoy to your Have you taken anything from the suitcase?”

"No ma'am" Matthew shook his head.

"Then the actual situation is probably like this. Mr. Malfoy opened your suitcase without permission, planned to secretly put the two hundred galleons in it, and then reported to the professor that he had lost a large amount of money and successfully framed you. Let you become a thief," Professor Rozier continued, his voice still without any emotion.

Matthew's pupils suddenly tightened. He didn't expect Malfoy to come up with this move. If he really succeeded, he would definitely face a big trouble.

"Has Mr. Malfoy ever had any conflicts with you before?" Professor Rosier continued to ask.

"Yes, madam." Matthew nodded: "Because I am a Muggle-born wizard, he once used forbidden words to try to humiliate me, but he was sanctioned by Professor Grindelwald."

"Then everything can be explained." Professor Rozier nodded:

"But when he got to this point, your dormitory was attacked by extreme magic. Mr. Malfoy's life or death is now uncertain, and the other three people in the dormitory are also in a state of unconsciousness."

Matthew made a rather frightened expression.

"But please don't worry, Professor Slughorn will strengthen the protection of the Slytherin common room, and we will not let such an attack happen again." Professor Rozier put down the quill in his hand: "You can Off, Mr. Wakefield"

"Okay, thank you, ma'am." Matthew stood up, bowed to Professor Rozier and Professor Slughorn, and then walked out of the Potions Office.

In this office, only Rozier and Slughorn were left again.

"It should have nothing to do with Wakefield." Slughorn said first: "He is a Muggle-born student after all. It is impossible for him to be exposed to extreme magic or mysterious magic items in just a few days."

"No." Professor Rosier shook his head.

"Ah" Slughorn opened his mouth in surprise.

"His reaction was wrong." Professor Rozier replied calmly:

"He was surprised and scared about this incident."

"Is there anything wrong with that?" Slughorn asked curiously.

"But he's not happy"

"Happy" Slughorn was stunned: "I don't understand, ma'am"

"Malfoy insulted him and even tried to frame him as a thief. Such a villain suffered retribution due to an accident. Now his life or death is uncertain." Professor Rozier slowly said: "Hearing such an ending, shouldn't he be happy? Shouldn't he?" Are you gloating?"

"what"

"In fact, when he heard Malfoy's ending, apart from surprise and fear, there was no joy in his eyes." Professor Rozier continued to judge:

"It's as if this almost successful frame-up and Draco Malfoy were not taken to his heart at all."

"In other words, this attack may have been his doing," Slughorn asked rhetorically.

Professor Rozier glanced at him helplessly: "If this is really what he did, shouldn't he be secretly happy now that he has succeeded?"

"I" Slughorn was speechless.

Professor Rosier continued to lower his head and began to record something on the letter paper.

"Maybe I have to talk to Wakefield sometime," Professor Slughorn murmured.

Professor "Horace" Rosier suddenly put down the quill in his hand, and her cold voice almost startled Slughorn.

"We allow students to have their own secrets, as long as they do not threaten Hogwarts or the wizarding world." She said slowly, her voice a little colder than usual: "Also, in Hogwarts , any extreme magic and potions are strictly prohibited from being used on students, I hope you don’t forget.”

Horace Slughorn nodded quickly.

The vice-principal finally finished recording it on her stationery.

Just as Slughorn was about to send her away, a burst of messy footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Horace, my son, who is he?" A panicked voice came from outside the door.

Then, the man outside broke in.

He then petrified there to face the Vice-Headmistress of Hogwarts, Ms. Vita Rozier.

"Lucius Malfoy" Professor Rosier looked directly at the uninvited guest and asked without mercy: "Who allowed you to enter Hogwarts?"

"I," Mr. Malfoy stammered, "I am a member of the Hogwarts School Board."

"According to regulations, anyone who wants to enter Hogwarts, except teachers and students, needs written permission." Professor Rozier's voice sounded extremely sharp.

She advanced slowly, and Mr. Malfoy recoiled in terror.

"Horace" she called out Slughorn's name again, this time making Slughorn shudder.

"Tell me, are the members of the school board among the teachers and students of Hogwarts?" she asked loudly, as if there was murderous intent hidden in her voice.

"Mr. Malfoy," Slughorn stammered.

"Tell me, are the members of the school board among the teachers and students of Hogwarts?" Professor Rosier raised his voice and asked again.

"Not" Slughorn took a deep breath and then replied.

"Then I'm afraid I have to drive you away, Mr. Malfoy." A smile suddenly appeared on the vice principal's face.

Her face was already beautiful; now she smiled and looked even more charming.

"I only heard that something happened to my son," Malfoy said condescendingly.

"Don't think that we don't know what you did, Mr. Malfoy." Professor Rosier approached again, almost forcing Lucius Malfoy to the wall: "Maybe the thing that killed your son is uncertain. The extreme magic items were brought in by you, intentionally or unintentionally."

Professor Rosier turned around, stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers.

Two house elves appeared out of thin air and bowed deeply to Professor Rosier.

"Please do Mr. Malfoy a small favor and ask him to get out of Hogwarts," Professor Rosier ordered coldly.

"Understood." The two house elves nodded, then rushed over, one hugged one of Lucius Malfoy's legs.

"I just want to see my son, Madam, please," Malfoy begged.

"You will have this opportunity, but not today"

"Professor Rozier" Slughorn raised his head timidly.

"Horace, I don't object to you making friends." Professor Rozier glanced at him sideways: "But you need to pay attention to the quality of the friends you make."

"I don't want to see this kind of thing again next time."

"I understand, ma'am." Slughorn nodded quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Do I need to inform the principal about this sudden incident at Hogwarts?"

"That's not necessary." Professor Rosier shook his head without thinking:

"Lord Grindelwald, you are very busy."