The second Quidditch match came again, and Augustus brought Lillian and Loki to the venue, and both Lilian and Augustus began to arrange the students to be seated in an orderly manner. The team members walked to the field amid earth-shaking cheers. Oliver Wood took to the air and warmed up around the goalposts. Mrs. Hodge released the ball. The Slytherin players, dressed in dark green, were gathering together to discuss tactics in the last minute.

Harry was about to mount his broomstick when Professor Mellow suddenly ran across the arena, holding a giant purple microphone in his hand.

"The game is canceled." Professor McGonagall said through a microphone into the crowded bleachers. Disgruntled boos and shouts erupted from the crowd. Oliver Wood looked dejected. He landed on the ground, and without getting off his broomstick, ran towards Professor McGonagall.

"But the Professor!" He shouted, "We have to play the Academy Cup Gryffindor"

Professor McGonagall ignored him and continued to hold the microphone and shout, "All students must return to the common room of the House, where the Head of the House will tell you more about the situation. Please leave as soon as possible!" Then she lowered the microphone and motioned for Harry to come over. "Potter, I think you'd better come with me"

Apparently there was another attack, and Rocky Lilian walked down the field with Augustus, ready to find out what was going on.

"Professor McGonagall, what's wrong?" Approaching, Augustus said to McGonagall.

"If you want to figure it out, come with me, there may be classmates you know well." McGonagall nodded to Augustus, and the trio followed McGonagall back to the school, ascending the marble staircase. But this time they were not taken to anyone's office. "You're going to be a little shocked," Professor McGonagall said in a surprisingly gentle voice as they approached the hospital, "another attack and a double attack. ”

Augustus looked puzzled, and Professor McGonagall pushed the door open, and the three of them entered.

Madam Pomfrey was looking down at a fifth-grader with long curly hair. Augustus took note of his school emblem and was an upperclassman Ravenclaw student. Turning, on the bed next to her—"Hermione!" Augustus' eyes were solemn. Hermione lay motionless, her glazed eyes wide open. Unexpectedly, this time the golden trio was also attacked. "They were found near the library," Professor McGonagall said, "and I don't think anyone of you can explain this, right?" It's on the floor next to them," she held up a small round mirror...... "I'll escort you back to the castle auditorium," Professor McGonagall said with a heavy heart, "anyway, I'm going to address the students anyway." ”

"All students have to go back to their college's common room by six o'clock in the evening. No student is allowed to leave the residence hall after this time. Each class is escorted by a teacher. No student is allowed to use the bathroom without a teacher. All Quidditch training and matches have been postponed. There will be no more activities in the evenings. ”

In the auditorium hall, many students listened silently to Professor McGonagall's words, and the faculty chair was also silent. She rolled up the parchment she had just read and said in a somewhat choked voice, "Actually, needless to say, I have rarely been in such pain before. Schools are likely to be closed unless the culprits who masterminded these attacks are caught. I urge everyone who thinks they know something to come forward. ”

When she had finished, she hurried out of the hall, and the Gryffindor students began to chirp and talk. "Two Gryffindors have fallen, not counting a Gryffindor ghost, a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff." Lee Jordan, a friend of the Weasley twins, counted on his fingers, "Did any of the teachers notice that the Slytherins are all safe?" Isn't it obvious that all of these things came out of Slytherin? The heirs of Slytherin, the monsters of Slytherin—why don't they just drive all Slytherins out of the city?" He shouted loudly, and the audience nodded frequently and burst into sparse applause.

Percy Weasley sat in the chair next to Lee, and for the first time in his life he seemed not in a hurry to express his opinion. He looked pale and frightened. "Percy is terrified," George whispered to his classmates, "that Ravenclaw girl—Peneloke Riot—is a prefect. Percy had probably thought that the monster would not dare to attack the prefect. ”

"Unexpectedly, there were two more incidents in a row, and my dad wrote to tell me that the school was going to change its principal. He was ready to mobilize the power of the board of directors to remove Dumbledore from power, and when Dumbledore was gone, the new headmaster would be a nightmare for these mudbloods. Malfoy said with a grin.

"The board of directors has always been in the hands of the Julius family, and if your father's proposal cannot be approved by the Augustus family, it will be an empty talk, so don't speculate until the outcome of the matter is out." Loki didn't care at all about what Malfoy said, although the Malfoy family was not small, it was not a little worse than their ancient huge family, even Lillian's family was far more profound in influence than the Malfoy family.

"Why do you want to change the headmaster, Headmaster Dumbledore has already become the spiritual leader of the students for us, if you want to change the headmaster, I will be the first to vote against it." Lilian said word by word with a serious face.

"I think Mr. Augustus will definitely be on our side, Dumbledore, this person, suppressing purebloods, protecting those mudbloods, is basically our hostile side, Lilian, you will actually oppose it, I really don't know what you think." Malfoy scoffed at Lillian's claims as he watched Augustus' face.

"It's not up to us to change the headmaster or not, don't worry too much about this matter, I believe that it won't take a few days, and the results will come out, before that, all speculation is nonsense, instead of rambling around, it's better to think about how to improve your own strength, although there is no time for a Slytherin student to be attacked, but don't relax, lest you become the next victim." Augustus was ambiguous about whether to change the headmaster, and Malfoy couldn't see what Augustus was thinking, so he had no choice but to give up.

Although it was summer, the atmosphere at Hogwarts was still cold, and most of the people in the castle were cautious and worried about not being attacked, and in such a trembling and cautious environment, the shadow of the secret room was like a dark cloud, gradually enveloping the entire castle.