If Alan remembers correctly, Hogwarts should be a safe and peaceful place at this moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because everything changed when Harry went to school - of course, Alan didn't mean to blame Harry at all.

Hogwarts is a resilient school, it's in class when students are attacked, it's in class when the professor is dead, it's in class when the school is in trouble with the basilisk (there is a tendency to suspend classes, but it doesn't work out), it's in class when the legendary murderer infiltrates it, it's still in class when a student hangs up, and when the Dark Lord returns, it's still in class, even after the headmaster dies - it's still in class!

What an indomitable spirit, as long as you don't die, you will learn from death。。。。。。

However, Alan remembered very well that Hogwarts had been safe and sound until it showed its tenacity - even if Alan had killed a few spiders, it was a trivial matter.

But it's no small thing for a Slytherin to go crazy!

Unfortunately, since the whole school was under martial law, Alan couldn't even inquire about it - all the things that the little wizards were talking about were unreliable, and they didn't even know what was going on.

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The next morning, Alan finally got the information at the table—Anne was eating breakfast and telling him what had happened yesterday.

Maddened was an older Slytherin - according to the Slytherin who first spotted him, he was lying in a dark corner, his eyes glazed over, saliva dripping down his chest from time to time, his wand clutched tightly on his left hand - his fingernails digging into his flesh.

Unfortunately, the wand's owner could no longer use it to cast a single spell - he could only curl up like a frightened worm now, "Don't—I was wrong—forgive me。。。。。。 ”

The man who found the Slytherin told Anne that they had been devastated, according to Madam Pomfrey at the hospital.

It was the result of countless spells—Madam Pomfrey said—the result of the combination of countless spells—the most evil spells unleashed on him.

The three unforgivables - the mantra of drilling.

Every unforgivable curse meant - Azkaban, and the murderer's actions were enough for him to sit through - and this was still under the British principle of the death penalty without the American Ministry of Magic.

Warlow, who had been working all night last night, told Allen that yesterday the entire campus had been inspected, and those who had gone to Hogsmeade during the holidays had been urgently recalled—that half of the professors had been working all night to check the castle for any illegal trepers.

It's a pity that nothing was found.

They found no sign of the murderer - at least in Warlow's opinion.

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Just as Alan and the others began to talk, the door of the auditorium was pushed open very rudely.

Entering was a tall, thin wizard with an angry face and a middle-aged witch with red eyes beside him.

With the astonished eyes of the students, he glanced down the auditorium and walked briskly to the faculty chair - his target was Professor Snape.

"Severus Snape!" the man frantically shouted Professor Snape's name, then grabbed his clothes hard.

The move didn't work out - Professor Snape nimbly dodged his attack and pulled out his wand.

"Severus Snape! you damned, filthy bastard!—what the hell happened to my Green!" the man frantically pulled out his wand, and a violet spell flew towards Professor Snape.

With an Iron Charm, the man's spell flicked off, and Professor Snape's magic was released, and the man's wand flew from his hand and fell into Professor Snape's hand—a disarming charm.

The loss of his weapon didn't make him lose his fighting spirit, and he tried to rush forward again, slamming his fist into Professor Snape's face—which, however, failed—was stunned by a stun spell from behind him.

It was his wife, the red-eyed witch who controlled her emotions better than her husband.

"I'm sorry, but please forgive the madness of a couple of parents after hearing this, I wish I could see my son now" She bit her lip, trying to keep the next words out of her voice without crying—"Green, where is he?"

Professor Snape's face was also gloomy—not for the sudden attack, but as normal since the morning—and his voice even had a tenderness that Alan had never seen before, "I'm sorry, ma'am, he's still in the hospital, but I think we should see Dumbledore first." ”

The woman's voice suddenly became hysterical—"No! never! I'm going to see my Green now! now!!"

The entire Great Hall was startled by the almost madness of the voice, until an old voice rang out—it was Dumbledore.

Comforted by Dumbledore, the couple went to the hospital with dried tears and Professor Snape and Dumbledore.

The auditorium, which had become calm, began to riot again—the madness of the lady caused the unexplained young wizards to imagine the worst of things.

Only Alan knew who the murderer was—but he couldn't tell.

There was no doubt about it - it was Voldemort, to be exact, that Horcrux.

Aside from him, I'm afraid there aren't many people in this school who can skillfully use the Drill Heart Curse.

Apparently, the stupid thief did the stupidest thing - he put the crown on his head.

This explains why he was able to steal a portion of the Legacy - the crown served more than just a Horcrux - it was Ravenclaw's most beloved crown, purported to bring greater wisdom.

I don't know why he didn't come to steal the legacy again, but today, it seems that he has gradually fallen into the web woven by Voldemort, waiting for the spider, the soul, to enjoy this juicy delicacy.