Looking at Delux, who could barely maintain his consciousness, Ning An couldn't help but sigh that the other party did have a bit of Auror ability, if it was McLeish who suffered Ning An's heart curse just now, I am afraid that he would have gone crazy or died.

But Ning An's time was delayed any longer, and now most of the professors and students in the school were in class, and he used the toilet as an excuse to take McLeish to the Forbidden Forest with the illusion charm, but there was no time to waste.

Raising his wand again, aiming at the collapsed Delis, Ning An whispered:

"Out of body."

A white light burrowed into Delix's body, and like McLeish, the painful injuries caused by the Diamond Heart Curse seemed to be being healed, and after a few moments, he was able to stand up with the willow tree.

It's just that his face is full of obsessive smiles, and his eyes are shining, but he seems to have lost his consciousness.

"Obey me." Ning An simply ordered.

"Yes, my master—" Without any hesitation, Delis knelt down in front of Ning An without hesitation, looking loyal, not like the man who was bent on sending Ning An to Azkaban a few minutes ago.

"Tonight you're going back to the Ministry of Magic and tell them that they won't find any suspects at Hogwarts." Ning An commanded in a cold voice, and at the same time stretched out his wand and pointed at McLeish, who was lying on the ground:

"Recover quickly."

Archibald? McLeish sat up as if he had woken up from a big dream, stretching as if trying to figure out what was going on.

"Yes, master." Delux nodded and said obediently, obeying Ning An's decision without any doubts.

"It's a gift for you." As soon as the words fell, a black snake mark appeared on Delix's right arm.

Ning An didn't say anything more, and recast the illusion spell for himself and Macleish, and the two ran in the direction of the castle, fortunately, this class was the history of magic, and Professor Binns might forget how long they had been out as soon as he started the class.

As Ning An expected, by the time they returned to the classroom, the lecture was almost over, and Professor Binns had indeed forgotten when they had gone out, so Ning An returned to his seat without any danger.

Solving one of the major problems in his heart, Ning An was a lot more relaxed, since the beginning of this semester, he felt that he had focused too much attention on his body, although it was not in the light, but he understood that many people were secretly staring at him.

For example, Snape, Snape's attitude towards Ning An has been a little ambiguous recently, he will still let Ning An ask him questions alone, and will still give Ning An special guidance, but Ning An can still feel that during these alone times, Snape is always carefully testing him.

This made Ning An feel a little overwhelmed, and he even deliberately reduced the time he spent seeing Snape.

But what he didn't expect was that Harry Potter would also take the initiative to find him, and since this semester, under his deliberate alienation, he has not spoken to Gryffindor students for a long time, including Harry, Hermione and others.

At dinner time that day, Harry actually took the initiative to come to the Slytherin table, looked at Ning An, and said slowly, "I have something to tell you - can it take up some of your time, Ning An?" ”

Under the gaze of Samantha, Walter and others beside Ning An, Harry had to bite the bullet and say that Slytherin's attitude towards Gryffindor has never been good, and the temperament of these people has also changed after learning all kinds of dangerous dark arts recently.

Samantha becomes more and more arrogant and cruel, while Walter looks more cold and gloomy, and Daphne has always been cunning and only reveals her true character when facing Ning An. The stares of these men made Harry feel a little uncomfortable, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a group of Death Eaters.

Ning An didn't speak, just nodded, and stopped Daphne and the others who wanted to follow to get up, and Ron also ran over from the Gryffindor table out of breath at this time.

"It's all right, Harry!" He seemed to see that the atmosphere here was a little unfriendly, so he rushed over.

Ning An looked at the Gryffindor table, but didn't see Hermione's figure, it didn't seem to be there.

"Hmm—I'm fine, Ron." The arrival of a good friend made Harry's heart warm slightly, looking at Ning An in front of him, Harry couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart, he also didn't understand how this Ning An, who used to love to laugh, suddenly became so strange.

He had been his first friend, but now that the two were standing facing each other, they seemed to be a pair of strangers, but fortunately, in the first year, Harry and Ning An didn't have much contact, more after Hermione.

This also made Harry understand Hermione's feelings, Ning An used to be Hermione's best friend.

"You'll wait here for me for a moment, Ron." Harry said to Ron, and he and Ning An left the table and walked towards the corner of the auditorium.

A moment later, between the two huge stone pillars that supported the entire first-floor auditorium, Ning An and Harry stood facing each other, and it was a rather quiet place, where only couples or friends would chat and walk after dinner, it was a large space.

Fortunately, between the two stone pillars where Ning An and Harry were, there were no people, just the two of them.

Seeing Ning An looking at him expressionlessly, Harry sorted out his thoughts, lowered his voice, and whispered tentatively, "What happened to you and Hermione?" ”

Ning An was a little surprised, he didn't expect Harry to come to him for Hermione's business, and after staring at Harry for a moment, Ning An said indifferently, "It's not something you should care about, Harry." ”

"Why not? You and Hermione are my friends! Harry was still trying to see Ning'an as his friend.

"No kidding," Ning An pursed his lips disdainfully, looked at Harry with a mocking gaze, and said sarcastically, "Which Slytherin have you ever seen to be friends with Gryffindor?" ”

Harry was stunned, he didn't expect Ning An to deny that they were friends so directly, which made him overwhelmed and choked for a while.

"Finished?" Ning An glanced at Harry, his face was indifferent, and he raised his foot, his heel gently squeezing the marble floor, and passed by Harry's side without making a sound.

Looking ahead, Ning An's words were filled with chills

"Don't think that everyone wants to be friends with the famous Harry Potter." With these words, Ning An returned to the Slytherin table.

Harry was still stunned, and although he had expected that the conversation would not go well, Ninja had far exceeded Harry's expectations.

"This is Ning'an? The Ning An I know? Harry felt that his memory was a little blurred, the boy who had been with him in the alley of Privet Road was obviously not like that.

"Harry, Harry- are you alright!" It was Ron's voice.

Harry came to his senses, and Ron was shaking his shoulders anxiously.

"That guy didn't put any curse on you!" Ron looked very worried, he was the least of the three to believe in Ning'an, and now Harry's expression seemed to have justified this distrust.

"Without Ron, I want to be quiet." Harry rubbed his forehead and spoke very slowly, but suddenly, he grabbed Ron's shoulder and said with some excitement, "Curse! Right! Curse—"

"Did he really cast a spell on you?!" Ron exclaimed

"No, no, Ron, I mean—could it be that someone put a spell on Ning An to make his personality change drastically." Harry was heartened by the conjecture in his mind, and perhaps this was the only way to win back his friend.

"Y-sure?" Ron thought Harry was going to say something, the expression on his face was very reluctant, and he considered the words, as if he didn't want to spoil Harry's excitement at this time, but he couldn't help but say:

"Do you really think so——? That's Ning An, even I've heard of his genius, and people have been rumoring that his talent is comparable to Salazar's recently? Slytherin. Ron went on slowly:

"Who else in this school can put a curse on him? Professors? Or Dumbledore? ”

Harry calmed down, his mood became lost again, Ron was right, although they didn't know how powerful Ning An was, but just based on his excellent talent that was circulated among the students, it was not comparable to ordinary wizards, for no reason, who would put a curse on him.

Looking at Harry, who was in a depressed mood, Ron was about to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, who knew that Harry suddenly jumped up, and he exclaimed:

"Voldemort!?"

"Shhh ”

"I'm sorry, Ron, I'm sorry," Harry quickly apologized when he realized his gaffe, and then said to Ron in a happy voice, "I thought of - Ron, I thought of who would cast a spell on Ning'an." ”

"You haven't given up on this idea yet?" Ron said incredulously.

"It's Voldemort—Ron!" Harry ignored Ron's deliberately feigned tone, "Voldemort always wanted to come back!" Maybe he was optimistic about Ning An's talent, so he bewitched and even controlled him! ”

"Can you please not say that name." Ron couldn't help but hug his arms, as if hearing the mysterious man's name would make him feel cold.

"Think about it, there is one less person next to Ning An's side when school starts this year." Harry said earnestly.

"That girl? What's the name? ”

"Callidora—Ron, called Callidora," Harry exclaimed under his breath, "there must be some connection between this, and it's not related to the Mystery Man, or to a Death Eater." ”

"So it's very likely that Ning An was controlled by someone, and not really became like this—didn't it? Ron, it's all so unusual. Harry became agitated, and the more he spoke, the closer he felt to the truth.

"No kidding, Harry." Ron still looked incredulous.

"We, we should tell Hermione - she's so smart that she can figure it out!" Harry patted his head and pulled Ron towards the stairs.