Hogwarts from another world

A boy was lying on the ground, twitching and seemingly dying.

Another boy fell to his knees beside him, sobbing and calling his name.

There was another boy huddled aside, trembling with fear.

And two teachers standing and squatting, looking at each other.

Matthew Wakefield suddenly felt like an "outsider" here.

……

"I think this is an attack, Professor Rozier." Professor Trocca spoke first, and Matthew noticed that his voice seemed to be trembling.

The sound of Professor Rozier's high heels hitting the floor sounded again; she walked over to Ronald Weasley, bent down, and personally checked the condition of his wound——

"Almost all the blood has been sucked dry..." Her voice was a little heavy: "Moreover, there seems to be toxins remaining in the wound. Those toxins are the fundamental reason why he became like this!"

She gently pulled out her wand and pointed it at Weasley's body: "Enervate!"

There was a flash of warm red light, and Weasley's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"I've already tried it, but it doesn't work." Professor Trocca on the side shook his head: "The wound is almost impossible to heal..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps behind them.

"Principal Rosier, it's great that you are here!" It was Mr. Pringle's voice: "My dog... my dog... he suddenly went crazy..."

Mr. Pringle's voice suddenly stopped.

Because he also saw the miserable state of Ronald Weasley.

And it's not just him.

Matthew turned around and saw that in addition to Pringle holding Mr. Tang in his arms (Mr. Tang had been tightly tied up with ropes), there were many students, pushing and shoving from the aisle. Squeezed into the prize display room.

But when the people in front saw the fainted Crabbe, Goyle, and the miserable Weasley, those lively and chattering sounds suddenly disappeared.

The students fell silent for a moment, and they crowded forward to see this terrible scene.

……

"What the hell is going on?" Mr. Pringle, the caretaker of Hogwarts Castle, stammered.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with the reason why your dog suddenly went crazy." Professor Rozier said in a low voice.

At the same time, she used her strength to pick up the unconscious Weasley:

"Jeffrey, take this boy to the campus hospital." Professor Rozier shouted extremely seriously.

Matthew was slow for a moment before he realized that Professor Rozier was calling Mr. Pringle's name.

She added: "Have Madam Pomfrey give the boy a blood replenishing potion every day, double the amount... Also, don't use any antidote!"

"Understood, madam!" Mr. Pringle nodded. He first placed Mr. Tang in the corner of the trophy display room, and then took Ronald Weasley from Professor Rosier; After carrying the extremely weak boy on his back, he quickly ran towards the direction of the school hospital.

"Ron..." Neville Longbottom was about to chase him to the school hospital.

However, he was stopped by Professor Rosier.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Longbottom. And Mr. Evans and Mr. Wakefield!" Then she looked at Professor Trocca: "And you, Edward... follow me! "

The silent crowd began to disperse to both sides, allowing them to pass.

……

They once again came to Professor Rosier's neat and simple office.

However, there were all kinds of housekeeping supplies scattered around the door.

Matthew quickly ran over and started to put these brooms, mops and other things together.

After Neville hesitated for a moment, he rushed over to help.

Professor Rosier returned to her seat, looking solemn. She picked up her teacup and took a sip.

Then, she picked up her wand and waved it, and several chairs appeared in front of them.

"Everyone, sit down!" she said softly.

Several people sat down one after another.

"Mr. Wakefield told me before that you heard Mr. Tang's barking and thought of your classmates in the prize display room, so you rushed there, right?" Mrs. Rozier asked first.

Neville Longbottom and Harry Evans looked at each other and nodded.

Neville took the initiative and said, "That's right, ma'am."

"So, when you arrived at the trophy display room, did you observe anything...such as the murderer or something? It wasn't long before I got there that Mr. Weasley was attacked." Professor Rosier said again asked.

"I think not." Neville shook his head: "When Evans and I arrived at the prize display room, Ron was already like that... Professor Troca was there trying to rescue him..."

"Edward Trocca?" Professor Rozier suddenly frowned and called out the full name of the Transfiguration teacher.

Matthew couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes quietly moved to Professor Trocca.

"I didn't notice anything." Professor Troca explained calmly: "When I arrived there, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Crabbe and Mr. Goyle had all become like that... I tried to I rescued Mr. Weasley, who was finally injured, but it only slightly relieved his pain..."

Professor Rosier lowered her head, and she picked up the quill again, seeming to be recording something at a very fast speed.

"Okay, you all go back!" About thirty seconds later, she raised her head again: "I'm going to the school hospital to check on the conditions of those boys."

……

The four people walked out of the vice-principal's office at the same time, and they all seemed to be in heavy moods.

Matthew bit his lip gently, and then he walked to Professor Trocca.

"Professor Trocca..." he shouted softly.

"What's the matter, Wakefield?" Professor Trocca turned around.

When he was just in the trophy display room, Matthew noticed that Professor Trocca's face was very pale, haggard, and bloodless...

But now when he looked up close, he seemed weaker than he had imagined, as if he had suffered a serious illness, and his voice had become a little weak.

"Weasley, is he okay?" Matthew asked worriedly.

Professor Trocca shook his head first, then nodded. He sighed softly: "I think there is a high probability that he will not die."

"Matthew, come and help move something," Neville called after him.

"Okay, thank you, Professor." Matthew said quickly to Professor Trocca, then turned and ran towards Neville.

While moving the housekeeping supplies, he couldn't help but close his eyes——

Because just now when he was approaching Professor Trocca, he smelled the smell of blood again.