Hogwarts from another world

Matthew Wakefield can't believe what's happening

I went to the library and stayed for a long time. Several roommates in the dormitory suddenly came and were greeted by a wave of "group annihilation".

Four people, one whose life or death is uncertain, and three who are mentally disturbed.

Normally, Matthew might have some sympathy for them.

But now that we know from Professor Rozier, when these four people were preparing to stuff Galleons in their suitcases and then frame themselves for theft, the remaining bit of the Holy Virgin in their hearts was "annihilated" by the book. The heart is also directly left behind.

Of course, these are not important.

More importantly, that weird book is also missing now

Matthew roughly searched the dormitory for a while. There was nothing on the bookshelf, under the bed, and even less in the suitcase.

All in all, there was no trace at all.

This is natural. If such an incident occurs, Professor Slughorn, the dean of Slytherin, will definitely search the area around the dormitory carefully.

If this book is still here, he will definitely find it.

So at least temporarily, I can get rid of that book.

Is this the ultimate exchange of four for one?

In other words, it is more appropriate to say that zero for five is more appropriate.

Anyway, no matter what I say, I say I earned it with blood.

Staying alone in the empty dormitory, Matthew was in a very happy mood.

He even hummed a tune while writing the vampire paper.

Even the sound of waves coming from outside the window from time to time has become brisk now.

The next day is Monday.

When Matthew came to the Great Hall to hand over several course papers from the previous week to Gemma Farley, the Slytherin prefect

In an instant, he was almost surrounded by many senior students.

Obviously everyone has heard that a Slytherin boys' dormitory was attacked by extreme magical items, resulting in four students being injured.

On the weekend of the first week of school, there was such a big news

As a result, Matthew received an unprecedented "welcome".

Because he was the only "survivor" in the boys' dormitory.

Although he didn't like this feeling.

During breakfast, while stuffing food into his mouth, he had to tell the senior classmates from various colleges around him again and again that he had no idea what was going on in the dormitory at that time, and he had no idea what was going on.

"I'm sorry, I don't know," he said three times in succession.

However, there is always an endless stream of students coming and going, one group after another.

He didn't get rid of them until he finished his breakfast and hurried to the Transfiguration classroom.

The door to the Transfiguration classroom was locked.

This is normal, after all, there are still almost forty-five minutes until class starts.

Matthew knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response.

He slightly increased his intensity and shouted at the same time: "Professor Trocca, are you there?"

Then, he probably waited at the door for a minute or two

The door to the Transfiguration classroom was finally opened.

At the same time, Matthew also saw Professor Trocca again, his pale, haggard face.

"Wakefield" Professor Troca looked slightly nervous and pursed his lips tightly when speaking.

After opening the door, he turned around, with his back to Matthew, and lowered his head slightly, as if wiping his mouth: "You came very early today, sorry, I was just reading your article about turning matches into needles. Paper, didn’t hear your knock.”

"It's nothing, the professor is just too agitated in the auditorium and can't stay any longer." Matthew sighed, while calmly looking around the Transfiguration classroom.

A few drops of fresh blood could be clearly seen on the marble floor next to the podium.

At the same time, a few chicken feathers were lying quietly around the blood stain.

Matthew calmly averted his eyes, sat down, and took out the primary transformation guide and wand.

While Matthew lowered his head to read, Professor Trocca seemed to have "cleaned up" a little.

At least the whole classroom has become a lot tidier.

"I heard about what happened in your dormitory." Then, he walked over to Matthew and sat down on the seat next to him.

The two sat face to face, and as he opened his mouth, a faint smell of blood suddenly hit his nostrils.

"In fact, when we were in the auditorium just now, everyone was eager to know the specifics of this matter from me." Matthew shrugged: "Although I don't know anything about it."

"Young people are always full of curiosity about many things." Professor Troca said with a smile: "But don't worry, Professor Rozier's research on extreme magic is also very deep, she will definitely not allow this. Happen again."

Next, the two talked about some things related to transfiguration.

Matthew also brought up the confusion he had when reviewing the Transfiguration content over the weekend.

Professor Trocca began to explain to him one by one.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, the door of the Transfiguration classroom was opened again.

Agnes Lestrange appeared at the door. She looked with some surprise at Matthew and Professor Trocca who were chatting together in the classroom.

"I'm going to prepare for the next class." Professor Troca stood up and said calmly.

Then, he walked into the dark little room behind the podium and closed the door.

Agnes still looked at Matthew with an incredulous expression.

"Wakefield" she came over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation in the dormitory at that time and I don't know what happened at all," Matthew said three times without thinking.

"I'm not asking that," Agnes said coldly, "You have been alone with Professor Trocca just now."

"Yeah." Matthew raised his head and blinked slightly: "What's wrong?"

"How dare you?" Agnes Lestrange's voice gradually became lower: "After Professor Rosier's class last Friday, don't you still understand?"

"Understand what?" Matthew spread his hands: "I really don't understand, what are you talking about?"

"Are you an idiot, Professor Trocca?" Agnes almost growled.

But Matthew stretched out a hand to stop her from continuing.

"Miss Lestrange, if you want to know how I turned a match into a needle last week." Matthew said slowly: "I think I can give you a little explanation now."