Hogwarts from another world

Soon the Slytherin common room was filled with people.

It was still early, and no one was sleepy. They began to sit in front of the green fire, sitting on the soft armchairs, and discuss what had happened before.

Matthew was not originally planning to join the ranks, but several of his "friends" had already secured a spot for him.

"Matthew, come here!" Draco Malfoy pointed to the position next to him and shouted. Crabbe, Goyle and Nott were also sitting there.

Matthew could only walk over and sit among the crowd.

I have to say that in this season when the weather is getting colder and colder, staying by the fire is quite special.

"I feel like there's another attack!" said a third-year Slytherin girl: "It seems that Professor Grindelwald's threats that day were meaningless!"

"That's impossible!" Soon, someone else retorted: "It's probably because of some other accident..."

"Then what kind of accident did you say it was?"

"..."

Everyone was arguing passionately, but Matthew had no thoughts. He lay half-lying on the armchair with his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the fire.

"Matthew." Draco Malfoy came over and asked softly: "Have you guessed something?"

Matthew was stunned and looked at Malfoy in surprise.

He quickly retorted: "Of course not, it's just that I don't care much about it..."

"...Principal Grindelwald is in the school." He asked calmly: "Has anything happened to Hogwarts before that he couldn't handle?"

"Never." This time it was prefect Gemma Farley who spoke: "This has never happened before. Principal Grindelwald has always known things well!"

"That's okay!" Matthew continued to close his eyes and rest.

"But this time is different!" The third-grade girl from before continued: "In just two months, four people were attacked one after another..."

"The principal was not at Hogwarts when they were attacked!" Farley retorted loudly.

Come on, the quarrel started again.

Just when Matthew was a little tired and would rather stay away from the warm fire and return to the bedroom——

There was only a "creak" sound, and the door to the Slytherin common room was opened again.

This time the visitor was a rare visitor.

The Head of Slytherin House, Professor Horace Slughorn, arrived.

……

Professor Slughorn has always been a very "philanthropic" professor.

Although he is the dean of Slytherin, unlike the other three deans, he rarely favors Slytherin students, and many people have some complaints about him.

But this time, since he rarely came to the common room, everyone had to stand up and shout "Professor".

"Oh, good evening!" Horace Slughorn said with a smile on his face. He first glanced at Malfoy:

"Draco, how is your recovery lately?"

"Excellent, Professor, you have fully recovered!" Malfoy replied quickly.

"That's great, what a pity, you haven't even attended a single party." Slughorn looked at Matthew again: "What about you, Matthew... The Halloween dinner was interrupted, and something like this happened Are you afraid of bad 'things'?"

"I'm not scared at all, Professor, I just didn't eat enough..." Matthew replied calmly.

Slughorn burst out laughing, and the surrounding Slytherin students could only smile somewhat reluctantly.

"It's very simple. I'll ask the house elf to give you something to eat later! How about roasted quail?" Slughorn affectionately patted Matthew and Malfoy on the shoulders -

At this time, he finally raised his head and looked at everyone.

The tone also changed from the previous cordiality to a calm tone: "Indeed, there is nothing to be afraid of... Something happened in the Forbidden Forest. Professor Grindelwald has found out the truth, so I specially asked me to inform you..."

"What happened, Professor?" Malfoy asked with some concern.

"Good question, Draco!" Slughorn nodded gently: "It's just a poaching incident..."

"...Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn, raised a group of precious unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. Someone tried to sneak into the Forbidden Forest and attack them on Halloween when all the teachers and students of the school were attending a dinner in the auditorium. , seeking benefits..."

"So has the poacher been caught?" This time it was Matthew who asked.

"Principal Grindelwald and Professor Kettleburn are catching the murderer. I don't think he can run too far." Slughorn replied.

"What about the unicorns?" A girl asked with concern, "Are they okay?"

"Intact!" Slughorn spread his hands: "It's just that he was a little frightened, so you may not be able to touch them again in the future in the Care of Magical Creatures class for a short time..."

"Oh, no!" The girl looked a little frustrated.

Dean Slughorn answered some more questions from the students until he became impatient.

"Okay, kids, go to bed early tonight!" he said loudly.

Then, he left the Slytherin common room without looking back.

……

"Professor Slughorn!" The dean had just walked out of the stone door when he heard someone chasing after him.

"Oh, Matthew!" His face was very friendly: "Is there anything else?"

"Can you tell me the truth..." Matthew lowered his voice and asked, "Are those unicorns really intact?"

"Well, I know I can't hide this from you, Matthew... you little clever guy!" Slughorn said with a smile, while he lowered his voice and his face quickly became serious: "Of course not, among them A unicorn was attacked and its blood was drained, which is why Professor Kettleburn was so panicked..."

"...Merlin's beard, killing a unicorn is a great crime." He was still muttering to himself.

Matthew frowned and continued to ask: "So what you said before... the unicorn was a little frightened?"

"Principal Grindelwald has decided to send people to temporarily transfer those poor little guys to Austria tonight... Two unicorns have been killed in two months. This loss is really too heavy! "Professor Slughorn sighed: "Okay, kid, don't worry about this anymore, go back and have a good rest!"

"Okay, thank you, professor!" Matthew nodded obediently.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he turned around and returned to the common room.