"Brilliant analysis comes to mind! Even I couldn't have analyzed more. Hearing William's words, Dumbledore did not hesitate to give his praise.

However, William pouted in his heart, if he didn't know the original book, I'm afraid he would really think that it was caused by some evil black magic.

But he couldn't have said that it was made by the basilisk, so wouldn't it be a goof!

Even Dumbledore didn't see so many doorways, how do you know so much as a little second-year student.

"Evil black magic?" Hearing William's analysis, Snape, who was half cowering in the shadows, let out a mocking sneer.

"If I'm not mistaken, there is one person here who has the potential to perform such evil dark magic, and his family has a very deep tradition of dark magic."

Speaking of which, Snape's empty black eyes stared at William with undisguised viciousness, and it was clear that Snape had not forgotten the humiliation that William had brought him.

He had the characteristics of a proper Slytherin, hiding in a corner like a cold viper, waiting for an opportunity, and striking at the right time.

"Yes, there are people here who can perform such dark magic." To Snape's surprise, hearing his words, William replied without thinking.

"If I'm not mistaken, there seems to be a former dark wizard in this office, and if anyone is qualified to use such dark magic, it must be him. William looked at Snape playfully.

He was kind of merciful, not saying that Snape was once a Death Eater who followed the mysterious man.

"Are you suspicious of me, Friedrich?" Snape asked, grimacing, toward William.

"Of course." Hearing Snape's questioning, William generously admitted.

"Just as you doubt me, I suspect there's nothing wrong with you. Before the matter is revealed, anyone has the possibility of committing a crime, right?

Especially for a wizard like you, who has fallen into the dark, I should certainly be suspicious. ”

Snape used to be a dark wizard??

It was as if Harry had heard some great secret, and they sat in the corner seat with their mouths wide open, watching the two of them tear apart.

"Enough, Friedrich!" Snape interrupted William's speech in a cold voice.

"I've been in the Great Hall all night, and that's something everyone but a few of you know, and I don't have time to go here and do this kind of boring trick.

And you, Friedrich, what did you go to at night? Why didn't you attend the banquet? Aren't you, who was caught at the scene of the crime, more suspicious than me? ”

"Hehehe, I didn't go to the dinner, but the school rule says students have to go to the Halloween dinner? I sensed something was wrong and rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

If I really did it, I would be stupid and wait to be found in the same place?

And I wouldn't do such a retarded trick either. ”

The two of them coincidentally complained about Voldemort in their youth.

"Do you mean I could do such a retarded trick, Friedrich?" Hearing William's sneer, Snape's nose was almost crooked.

"I didn't say that, don't overthink it, Professor Snape.

I'm just saying I can't do this kind of prank, and if you still don't believe me, check my wand. ”

William pulled his wand from the wand set under his robes.

"Take a look at it with the flashback charm, just like the last time I was in the headmaster's office.

But I want to be clear up front that there's a disillusionment spell in there, which I cast to protect myself when I first noticed something was wrong. ”

"Don't be blinded by anger, Severus." Dumbledore's voice interrupted the two men who were tearing apart.

"I believe that Mr. Friedrich has nothing to do with this, and that second-year students, even if they are excellent, cannot do so to the extent that they need to use the most advanced black arts." Dumbledore motioned with his eyes for William to lower his wand.

"What the hell is going on?" Professor McGonagall asked at Dumbledore.

"As Mr. Friedrich said, it was petrified. But what exactly happened, I don't know. ”

"Petrified? Actually, that's what I was thinking just now. Lockhart is still trying to liven up the atmosphere in the office.

"Ask him, ask him!" Hearing Dumbledore's words, Filch, who had been weeping, screamed, and he looked up and pointed his tear-stained face at Harry.

"Argus, I just said that, no matter what, a second-year student can't do that."

"He did it, he must have done it!" Filch said excitedly, and his spit flew out of his mouth because he was so excited, and some even landed on the portrait of Lockhart on the wall not far away.

"You saw the writing on the wall, and he found out, in my office, he found out that I was a Squib!"

"I didn't touch Lady Loris!" Harry also stood up and said loudly, looking a little uneasy, probably because he noticed that everyone, including the portrait, was watching him.

"I don't even know what a Squib is!"

"Harry, Squibs are those who were born into wizarding families but can't use magic," Fell had no time to speak, and William explained to Harry "kindly".

"Essentially, the Squib is a Muggle in the wizarding world."

Oh, oh, Harry and the others understood, and then they looked at Filch with amazement.

Filch, this annoying old man for the students, is he a squib?

He can't use magic!?

Harry thought to himself, and he finally figured out why he had found the quick incantation letter in Filch's office.

He also understood why Filch was always using those rather tiring and stupid methods to clean up the stains in the castle, and if he was a squib who couldn't cast spells, then it all made sense.

Thinking of this, he looked at Filch with a little more pity and sympathy, which undoubtedly made the latter even more excited.

Filch's somewhat sagging face turned purplish-red.

"Alright, Friedrich, say no more!" Dumbledore said to William with some seriousness.

"Calm down, Argus, too. We shouldn't be so blindly suspicious of others until things are clear, I just want to know one thing now. ”

Dumbledore stared at William and Harry.

"Since you didn't go to the Halloween dinner, what have you been doing all this time?"