"Kids."

Dumbledore looked at several students in his office.

"First of all, the Weasleys, you're being disturbed."

He spoke slowly, as if he was considering something.

"But I'm sorry, this matter is a bit complicated, so I can't tell you the details yet."

Hearing him say this, Percy and Ron, the direct victims of the sluggish looks, are honest, but Fred and George protest.

"Professor, I think we have a right to know who this guy is!"

"Our family has raised him for almost 12 years!"

At this time, Scott heard Ron's dissatisfied muttering, "I'm the one who raised him...... ...... vomit"

"I'm sorry, gentlemen." Dumbledore smiled and said to the twins, "I'll contact Arthur and Molly about this and tell them everything." ”

"It's not fair."

"We've grown up too."

The twins are still competing.

"Two Mr. Weasleys." Professor McGonagall's stern eyes fell on them.

"Oh well."

"Maybe Mom and Dad will tell us the truth."

Fred and George immediately compromised.

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction.

"Scott." He looked at Scott, "I want you to keep everything that happened today a secret. ”

As he spoke, he blinked meaningfully.

"You know what to do."

“……”

Scott was tempted to tell him that I didn't know what to do.

At this time, he noticed that Peter was sneaking his head to glance at him.

Scott was well aware that Peter had spent two years at Hogwarts as Ron's pet and should have known about it.

Although he didn't know how he was seen through, it was normal for Scott to be suspicious now that he was standing in this office, apparently having something to do with it.

Noticing this, Scott gritted his teeth and nodded to Dumbledore, "I see, Professor." ”

Scott stared at Peter.

Originally, he was going to stand by and watch this matter, but now he had to intervene and solve this matter as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Peter might have gotten into trouble if he had exposed him.

Dumbledore really knows how to get stitches.

"Alright, you can go, kids."

Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.

"Professor McGonagall and I still have to catch up with our former students."

Scott and the Weasley brothers obediently walked out of the principal's office.

In the hallway, Scott looked at a pale Ron and couldn't help but smile.

"I told you beforehand, Ron." He said, "I hope you don't spit it out." ”

"Oh Merlin, please don't say it!" Ron let out a groan of pain.

His expression was very entangled, and he said a little reluctantly: "But I still have to thank you, otherwise ......"

He shook his head with palpitations, a little loveless.

"Our poor little Rollo, it's all Percy's fault."

"He's the one who kept Madara at home, and he's the one who gave Madara to you."

The twins began to sow discord among the brothers.

Percy shuddered unconsciously.

"Say no more!" He forcibly yelled at the twins with nausea, "I'm a victim too!" ”

Ron's brain circuits seemed to be on the same page as the twins at the moment, and he couldn't help but look up at Percy, "Fred and George are right, it's all your fault!" ”

"You want Spotted Spotted yourself!" Percy said angrily, "I don't know who was so happy that he slept with him in his arms all day!" ”

"Vomit ......"

After a few more retchings, Ron's face turned even paler.

He angrily said to Percy, "You've been raising him since he was 5 years old!" It's you who sleep with him in your arms for a long time! ”

"Vomit ......"

Percy's body crumbled.

Fred and George stood by with a grin, happily admiring that their two brothers were hurting each other.

"Are you all right?"

Just then, Ginny asked, running over, followed by Harry and Hermione.

"What the hell is going on? What the hell happened to Spotted? ”

Percy and Ron immediately resisted the urge to retch, pretending that nothing had happened.

"It's fine." Percy shook his head, looking reluctant to say more.

"Are you alright, Ron?" Harry walked up to Ron and looked at his little friend with a bad face.

Ron shook his head, sad and speechless.

Hermione seemed to have misunderstood something, and hurriedly said, "Don't be sad, Ron. Did Spotted have some kind of accident? Is it under some curse? ”

Ron stood dejected, not wanting to answer her question.

"Poor Ron." Hermione said sympathetically, "You're so fond of Spotted, and I've seen you kiss its fur......"

"Don't talk about it."

Ron covered his mouth again.

His cheeks bulged and his expression was pained, and he quickly let go of his hand again.

"Uh......h ...... vomit"

This time, instead of retching, he vomited all his dinner.

Most of it spat on Harry's robes.

"Ahh Hermione and Ginny screamed and fled.

Others also covered their mouths and noses and quickly walked away.

"You must have eaten too much for dinner, Ron!" Harry said with his anger encouraged.

Scott moved quickly and quietly moved away from the group of Gryffindors.

There was no goodbye.

He still has to do what Dumbledore commands!

Of course, he and Dumbledore didn't have a tacit understanding of this, and to be honest, he didn't know what Dumbledore was hinting at him.

But he decided to do what he wanted.

Scott kept walking, running from the eighth floor of the castle to the basement level.

He stood outside the Potions Professor's office.

Since Dumbledore was reluctant to use drastic means, he would find someone who didn't mind using drastic means.

Tuk, tuk.

Scott raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, only a click was heard, and the lock of the door had been opened.

Scott pushed the door open and walked into the office.

"Let me see, who is this?"

Snape's silky tone of yin and yang sounded.

"Mr. Trollope? What a rare guest. ”

The Potions Professor was unhurriedly working on some potions materials.

"Good evening, Professor Snape."

Scott greeted him politely.

"Good evening, Trollope, what are you doing here?" Snape asked politely and slightly disgustedly.

Once again, Scott was amazed at the precise expression of emotion in his tone.

"I'm here to speak, Professor, and I think you need to make a trip to the principal's office." He told Snape, "It's best to bring the Truth Elixir." ”

"Oh?"

Snape gently placed the potion materials in his hand into categories.

"Tell me, what happened?"

He washed his hands in a basin of clean water and wiped his fingers with a towel.

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