「... I don't remember... After astronomy class that night, I went back to my dorm with Ron and never went out since..."

Harry pressed his temples with one hand, closed his eyes tightly, and after thinking for a long time with an embarrassed expression, he said in a low mood.

"Okay, then you can get some rest. There's still class in a moment, so I'll go back first."

"Goodbye, Arthur."

Without getting any information, Arthur could only sigh, tat Harry on the shoulder, and walked out of the room.

"Huh? Has Hermione been discharged from the hospital?"

Passing by Hermione's hospital room, Arthur found it empty, and without thinking much about it, he walked towards Pansy's hospital room.

A total of seven people were hospitalized in the school hospital these days. And six of them, Arthur still knows.

This situation gives people a weird feeling.

Pansy drank Madam Pomfrey's special potion to soothe menstrual cramps yesterday and rested for another night, and is much better now.

Pansy, who was chatting with the nurse, sat up happily from her bed when she saw Arthur come to visit her.

"Arthur, you know what? Harry Potter at Gryffindor, who lives next door, last night. I didn't get a good night's sleep."

When the nurse leaves, Pansy looks disgruntled and begins to spit out Harry at Arthur.

"That's hard for you. By the way, did you hear what he said?"

"Said something I didn't understand, it didn't seem to be in our language. Anyway, hearing him speak, I felt very uncomfortable."

Pansy recalls the sleepless and irritating whispers of the previous night. Said with a frown.

"Maybe after a serious illness, I had nightmares and dreamed about it."

Looking at Pansy's frowning eyebrows, Arthur comforted.

"By the way, and that pesky jack-of-all-trades, who also doesn't sleep all night, walks up and down the hallway, and doesn't know what to do. I went out and scolded her, but she ignored me."

The thought of not getting a good night's sleep from the torture he had been by two Gryffindor students last night made Pansy's little face bulge like a small meat bun.

"Hermione, I didn't see her just now. It should have been discharged. Harry, he had a fight with Hermione, and he was such a nuisance guy."

Hearing this, Arthur frowned, thought for a moment and said. He didn't understand how the two of them had behaved strangely after they got sick.

Harry could easily understand that Voldemort was at work. And what about Hermione? When the eldest aunt came, it was impossible for her personality to become like this.

Arthur spent a little more time with Pansy, listening to her complaints about Harry and Hermione, and feeling that there was something wrong with them.

Time passed quickly, and there were still ten minutes left before class, and Arthur walked out of the hospital room under Pansy's reluctant gaze.

After leaving the hospital, he headed for the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Dumbledore, who had just returned from outside, saw Arthur come in before he could take off his coat.

"Arthur, you've come just in time. Look what I've found for you, hehe."

Before Arthur could speak, Dumbledore took out a black box from inside his robe and smiled at Arthur.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, what is?" Arthur frowned slightly, a little puzzled in his heart.

"Hehe, just open it and see."

Dumbledore didn't explain, still smiling.

Seeing this, Arthur had no choice but to walk up to Dumbledore, take the black box in his hand, and then carefully open the lid.

"This is?! Croissant blackfish!"

Arthur looked at the object lying in the box and exclaimed.

The body of a black fish, the shiny scales, and a pair of white horns on the huge forehead.

Croissant black fish!

That's right, the fish with horns in front of you is exactly the same as the black fish recorded in ancient books.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, where did you find that?"

Arthur pressed back the excitement in his heart and asked Dumbledore.

"Hehe, didn't you tell me that Voldemort's real name was Tom Riddle? I went to the orphanage where he used to be today, and I learned from an old man that Tom had gone to the beach with two companions when he was a child, but he was the only one who came back. So I went to the beach to check it out and found a cave covered by a dark demon......

Dumbledore looked at Arthur's starry eyes, stroked his beard, and explained with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Arthur bowed to Dumbledore and thanked him.

He didn't expect Headmaster Dumbledore to be so efficient and go out so quickly to investigate Voldemort's past.

And what made Arthur happiest was that Headmaster Dumbledore actually remembered that he needed a blackfish and brought one back for him himself.

"By the way, Arthur, what are you looking for me?"

Dumbledore hung his coat on the hanger, then slowly sat down in the chair behind his desk, touched Fawkes's head, and asked Arthur.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I've noticed that Harry has been mentally ill since he woke up, and I suspect Voldemort is responsible."

Arthur closed the lid of the box containing the croissants, clasped his hands in his arms, and whispered to Dumbledore.

Voldemort was the enemy of the entire wizarding world, and Arthur was not alone. He didn't have to fight Voldemort alone.

If you have time, it is better to write a book, and it is better to leave the matter of destroying Voldemort's conspiracy to Dumbledore, the most powerful white magician.

"Huh? Arthur, why do you say that... Are you?"

Dumbledore frowned when he heard Arthur's suspicion that Harry's illness was caused by Voldemort.

"No, I don't have the ability to activate. It's just that when I went to visit Harry today, I noticed that he wasn't in a normal state, and I learned from Pansy that Harry had spoken some language last night that she didn't understand, and that it was very uncomfortable."

Seeing that Dumbledore had misunderstood that he had activated his abilities again, Arthur quickly shook his head and explained.

"Yes, but I and a few professors examined Harry's body and found nothing unusual... Well... I'll go to the school hospital in a moment. You go back first, it's going to be a Halloween dinner soon."

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore."

The goal had been achieved, and there was an unexpected harvest of the croissants, Arthur did not stop any longer, and after saying goodbye to Headmaster Dumbledore, he walked towards the Slytherin common room.

The potion materials he had collected before were all kept in the dormitory. Now with the Croissant Blackfish, it's time to craft that potion.

As for the Halloween dinner, it's nothing special about a group of people eating and drinking anyway. It's okay to go a little late.

"Put 80 ml of pure water in the crucible first... 5 drops of colchicum extract, 13 grams of oxtooth peony powder, 7 petals of fairy flowers..."

"Finally, put a pair of adult manhal fish eyes and 35 ml of croissant black fish blood......

Half an hour later, Arthur frowned as he looked at the black potion soup in front of him.