Chapter 38: The Curse

"Krum...... Hey, don't scare me......"

The sound was staccato and staccato, as if coming from the deep space in the distance, through layers of barriers.

"What the hell is going on...... Professor Dan Lin...... I'm going to find her! ”

The slight crying voice made Wickdor think, Meier, you are really noisy sometimes.

"Lay him flat."

But the other voice that passed through the cascading barrier was different, more ethereal and more ...... Uncanny.

The distorted voice seemed to be cursed in some way, less like a human voice, more like something mimicking the sound of a human being.

By the way, what's wrong with him?

He remembered just ...... Just...... Just look at each other......

"Victor ......"

A soft murmur suddenly came to mind, which stood out in the empty darkness, giving people a familiar, warm feeling.

And he also subconsciously blurted out:

"Mom......"

"Victor ......"

The affectionate call is like an ordinary mother, who sincerely likes her child when she sees it.

He struggled to open his eyes and look at the person who called him, but the next second a pungent smell on the tip of his nose woke him up instantly.

The moment I opened my eyes, the darkness had dissipated, and it seemed as if everything I had just heard was just an auditory hallucination, and Professor Van Sente's low and restrained speech was heard in my ears, surrounded by floating candles and a lot of delicious food.

By the way, this is Durmstrang, and this is the school auditorium......

When Professor Malfoy saw that he was awake, he shoved the glass vial with black paste in his hand into Mr. Crum's hand, patted the ash on his robe, and said to Mel beside him:

"If something goes wrong, go to Professor Danlin immediately."

"Ahh......h

"What the hell happened to you? The man fell down all at once, I thought you were Avada! ”

Victor endured the headache, sat up, and did not answer Melt's question, but, as if thinking of something, suddenly asked:

"Did you just hear anything?"

"What do you hear?" Mel's eyes were full of worry when he looked at Krum: "Auditory hallucinations? Krum, how are you feeling now, I'm going to die! ”

Krum opened his mouth, the dull pain in his head that left him with little energy to deal with Myer, and he felt unusually exhausted, like he had had a long nightmare.

"You really didn't hear that?"

"What the hell are you going to hear?"

Maier didn't understand what Wickdor was talking about.

Victor could only keep his mouth shut and swallow the ridiculous speculation into his stomach.

Also, how could a wizard who had been dead for a long time speak to him?

There was no unclear self-deprecation in his heart.

It's all an illusion, just a dream.

"I'm fine, you let me ...... slowly"

The pungent scent gradually restored his spirits, and Victor sat on the ground for a long time, which made his drowsy head feel better.

In his hand was a glass vial given by the blonde boy, stuffed with strange ointment, Victor glanced up at the blonde boy not far away, and then asked Mel on the side:

"What happened to me just now?"

"I fell down suddenly, and there was no sign at all, if it weren't for the junior ......"

Thinking of this, Myer's face turned unright.

He said in a snort: "It's the junior who helped you, he knows a lot of things...... There are a lot of things I don't even know, he's so powerful, and I haven't even calmed down any of the freshmen in this situation......"

Victor selectively didn't hear the last few words.

"By the way, the junior brother also said that if you have any questions, you should go to Professor Danlin immediately."

Professor Dan Lin is the vice principal of the school and the therapist of the school, so it is not wrong to go to her when there is a problem.

Victor let out a low "oh", not knowing what he was thinking.

Maier looked at his friend, saw that his face had softened considerably, and then turned to look at the blonde boy not far away.

Professor Malfoy, who was looking at Professor Van Sent on the high platform, tapped his eyes with his wand.

"Alcohol is paralyzing, a little bit carried away."

Professor Malfoy sighed, not expecting his vigilance to fall on the innocent student.

He is a master of curses, and objectively speaking, he doesn't even need to wave his wand to death if he wants to curse an underage wizard, just a casual glance can trigger a deadly death curse.

Alcohol paralyzes the nerves and makes the mind a little confused, which sets in the spontaneous protective mechanisms...... If you hadn't reacted immediately, then it would have been a headache now on how to dispose of the corpse.

"This passive skill also needs to be well restrained, it's not at Hogwarts right now, and I'm not facing Saints and Grindelwald."

After rubbing his eyes, making sure there was an imperceptible film in them, he lowered his wand.

Most of what Professor Van Sent said was a celebration of the great achievements of the school, and there were also hopes for the future of the school, but many of the students also understood that with the presence of Karkaroff as the rector, most of the things that Professor Van Sent said could not be realized.

Professor Harlenius tried his best to behave normally, but even with his best efforts to control it, the muscles in his face still involuntarily spasmed sometimes, which looked very weird.

He smiled and took his glass, and whispered to Director Strick, who was holding his wife's shoulders:

"Director Stricker, please come with me to the principal's office later."

Director Stricker of the Icelandic Ministry of Magic nodded, and his gaze fell on the girl at the front of the high platform, looking up at Professor Van Sent, his gaze was a little complicated.

"Where's Professor Malfoy?" He asked suddenly.

"Malfoy......" Professor Harlenius' face twitched again, and then he said:

"I'll be here later."

I don't know where to run, but the disobedient dead child caught it and was going to feed it to the horse-shaped water monster.

Professor Harlenius couldn't hold his wand anymore.

At this time, Professor Van Sente's speech finally ended, and after Professor Dan Lin took over and said some precautions, the dinner party was officially started.

The buffet system means that those who want to leave can leave now, and after saying sorry to several other wizards from the Ministry of Magic around him, the head of the Icelandic Ministry of Magic apologized to Professor Danlin and asked his wife and daughter to Professor Danlin, and followed Professor Haronius to the East Tower to discuss some things.

"The ......"

Professor Malfoy had just picked up a plate of colorful black cakes when he heard the voice of the boy behind him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Joyce."

Mel Joyce's face flushed, and he stammered a little:

"That, that, I'll thank you, Mr. Tikrum, thank you."

With that, he ran away, leaving Professor Malfoy with question marks in his head.

Can anyone tell him what's wrong with this baby?