"No-save him-"

He knelt beside Malcolm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoMalcolm lay in a pool of blood and shivered uncontrollably.

"Professor Snape! Snape—" Daphne shouted as she ran toward the conservatory. 、

Phoenix drew his wand and moved along the deep openings caused by Ron's spell. Still bleeding profusely, Phoenix frowned, his Divine Edge Shadowless Spell had been developed by himself after hearing it from Lupin, and this spell was obviously the original. Their attacks are similar, but spell-breaking is not universal.

"Can you cure him!?" Harry was even more horrified as he noticed that Phoenix's spell wasn't working.

"Find Professor Snape—"

Harry leaped to his feet, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Snape rushing through the fog, his face pale, followed by a bewildered Daphne and Rogge. He shoved Harry aside and knelt down in front of Malcolm, drawing his wand and chanting a singing incantation in his mouth. The bleeding seems to have lessened. The incantation was repeated and the wound began to heal.

Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to remove the magic from Ron and Brace. In the thick fog, everyone looked at Ron in horror. He slowly stood up, trembling all over, completely unable to believe that the man in front of him was the one he had knocked down. Bress took a stealthily glance at Daphne when he saw that Malcolm had improved.

After Snape finished his third spellbreaker, he helped Malcolm to his feet, half-dragging and half-hugging.

"You need to go to the school hospital, there may be some scars, but if you use white fresh in time, maybe even the scars can be avoided-let's go-"

As Snape walked out with Malcolm in his arms, he turned back to the door and said in a cold, angry tone, "You wait here for me." ”

Ten minutes later, Professors McGonagall and Slughorn arrived. Looking at the blood on the ground, the crimson blood poured on the ground was not obvious. McGonagall glanced away, then looked away at Harry and Ron, her mouth pursed into a slit.

"Oh my God, who did that?" Slughorn's beard shook as he shook it.

Everyone, except for Phoenix and Harry, pointed at Ron, and it couldn't have been more obvious, there were only two House students present, and a Slytherin had fallen, and it was self-evident who did it. The only difference is that it's Harry or Ron.

Professor McGonagall shuddered imperceptibly, then spoke in a stern tone that had never been seen before.

"Mr. Weasley, do you know what you've done?"

"I didn't mean to," Ron said with trepidation, "I don't know what that spell was for. ”

"That's not a reason, Mr. Weasley," she said, "do you know how serious it is to attack a classmate with black magic in the current situation?"

Ron couldn't spit out a word with his mouth open.

"Professor, Ron never meant it. He's just from - it seems to him -" Harry spoke up in defense of Ron.

He knew the spell, wrote in the potions textbook that the prince had scribbled. Ron must have peeked somewhere, perhaps to get revenge on Phoenix. The spell is also specifically indicated underneath the spell to deal with the enemy.

In the margins of the book were a number of creative little charms and little magic, and judging by the scribbled handwriting, Harry concluded that they were all invented by the prince himself.

Harry had already tried several spells invented by the Prince. There's a spell that makes people's toes grow wildly, there's a spell that sticks people's tongues to the palate, and the most useful is to close the earbuds to listen to the mantra, which fills everyone's ears with an indiscernible buzz, so that you can talk as you like in class without fear of being heard.

They were used to the prince writing interesting spells on it. Without really thinking about it, the note below means that this is a spell of black magic that can kill people.

"I can't handle that, Potter. Professor McGonagall said bluntly.

"It's up to Headmaster Snape to decide, Harry. Slughorn tightened his dark green scarf.

Before Snape returned, there was silence. Ron shivered slightly, or shivered in horror. A black figure suddenly appeared in the thick fog.

"Who?" said Snape as he walked up to the two of them and said a word calmly.

"It's me, I read it from a book—I didn't mean to—I didn't realize it—" Ron snapped to argue.

Phoenix took the opportunity to learn who wrote the 'powerful' Potions book. That makes sense, those potions, and the title of half-blood prince.

It also meant that Snape was certain that Harry had achieved his current success through the inventions and improvements of his student days.

"Lying. Snape said. Harry knew what Snape was going to do, and there was no way Ron could stop it. Snape couldn't confiscate the book, he needed it, at least until they got their hands on Slughorn's memories.

He hurriedly looked at Phoenix, and the two met their eyes in the air. The latter gave him a reassuring look, indicating that he understood. He didn't have time to figure out how Phoenix knew that the spell was from his essay on Advanced Potions Making.

"Allow me to say a word, Professor Snape. "I just think it's very irresponsible for Weasley to use a magic he doesn't know about." ”

Harry's heart sank, Ron and the prince were not at odds. He will protect the prince for the sake of the overall situation, and I am afraid that he will not work Ron. What's more, they fought for Hermione a few more times. It's no surprise that the fall is now.

But subjectively, he didn't want to hurt Malcolm. did not foresee that his actions would deprive others of life, and did not cause the death of anyone. Now that Weasley hadn't turned 17, I thought it would be enough to teach him a stern lesson, and that would be the end of it. ”

Phoenix said steadily.

The wording is coherent, but it emphatically expresses his desire not to pursue any further investigation.

"Yes," Snape understood, and said softly, "you're going to keep me in confinement every Saturday until the end of the semester." Don't go to Hogsmeade again. Gryffindor deducts two hundred points, what do you think, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall fully supported Snape's approach, and she thought in her heart that Ron was fortunate that he hadn't been fired and prosecuted.

"All right, let's go—" he walked away.

Slughorn took the others to visit Malcolm at the school hospital. Professor McGonagall wouldn't let Ron go, and she grabbed him by the collar and carried him away.

"Anyway-thank you-I'll do it for Ron-" Harry stumbled with a sigh of relief.

"Don't thank me, I just don't care if Weasley gets fired. Phoenix raised his hand to stop him in thanks, "Just to avoid any more trouble—"

His words came to an abrupt end, and he hurriedly dropped a sentence and ran away.

"--Anyway, thank him for making a good friend back then, just think it's for Hermione's sake-" (To be continued.) )