Her attitude was cold, without the respect, adoration, and friendliness that other students had.

It doesn't even take much experience to deal with the world, as long as you polish your eyes, you can find the kind of repulsive intention in her words.

"I'm here just to save my friend, that's all."

"Yes, friend."

Obviously he was over 100 years old, but the old headmaster seemed to have completely thrown aside his life experience or something, as if he didn't notice Isobel's rejection at all.

"It's really a good thing to be willing to work hard for your friends, and I don't think there's anything better in the world than friends and family."

"Huh, do you really think so?"

When Dumbledore sighed, Isobel couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But that smile itself is not kindness.

"Yes."

But Dumbledore didn't show much concern, he just smiled and nodded.

"Speaking of which, maybe I should give Ravenclaw a little more credit for your courage and accomplishments."

"No need."

Before the headmaster's words could be completely finished, Isobel spoke.

"Werewolves aren't my uniform, I think the headmaster should know that."

"But you're standing here after all, not hiding on the edge alone, aren't you?"

Dumbledore's voice was gentle and soothing.

This should have been in line with the conventional image of a generous elder, but Isobel felt awkward.

"McMab is a sane child, and if you hadn't shown what you were good at, I don't think he would have taken you with him...... You must have done something, didn't you? ”

“…… I killed a troll on the first floor. ”

"Well, that's great, but before we get into the extra points, I think we should get your friend out of this classroom first, shouldn't we?"

Then Isobel finally just looked at the somewhat old door next to him.

It's hard to imagine that such an old wooden door, which doesn't look heavy, has been supporting the sturdy werewolf's onslaught, and now it doesn't even look like there are any scars.

“……”

Silent, Isobel knocked on the door under the headmaster's gaze.

'Knock knock'

"Who is it?"

After a long time, a timid voice came from inside.

Isobel could hear it as Ronald Weasley's voice.

"It's me, Isobel McDoug, you may not know me, but I'm with Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Headmaster......

"It's me, kid."

At first, Ron seemed a little hesitant.

But after hearing the old voice that he had been familiar with all along, the tone of the door quickly rose.

"Harry! Granger! Did you hear that? Headmaster Dumbledore has come to our rescue! ”

Hintly, the door didn't open immediately, and Ron's confused voice echoed through the door.

"Harry?"

"Don't stare at Harry in the mirror, there's nothing in it."

"No, I saw my parents inside, and they were in the mirror......"

Hearing this, Dumbledore didn't wait any longer, his hand gently caressing the old doorknob.

There was no spell, but the door that should have been locked made a 'click' sound.

It turned on.

At this moment, what catches my eye is still the unpretentious and untouched abandoned classroom.

Since the last time I was here, the only thing that was a little different was that there were three more Gryffindor children.

Hermione and Ron stood on either side, staring at the doorway, looking nervous, while Harry Potter sat in front of the mirror.

"Please, Mom and Dad, come out of the mirror and help us......"

"This is the savior who once defeated the mysterious man......"

Looking at Harry's fragile appearance, Isobel just raised his own eyebrows.

"What that mirror shows is real vulnerability."

There was no direct refutation, Dumbledore just explained and told in a tactful manner.

At this moment, they had walked into the classroom, and Isobel was just staring at the ornate floor-to-ceiling mirror.

"So what's in that name......

Then, her voice stopped abruptly.

The sight that was supposed to reveal her figure was gone, and all that was left was the wide forest.

She saw a woman lying under a tree with a child in her arms.

But soon, the picture turned to the ordinary and calm family of three.

But it didn't take long for Isobel to cover his head.

"Tsk...... I see, this mirror is what it does, but it doesn't confuse me. ”

But even so, she felt like crying was lingering in her head.

Really, stop crying, is it useful to cry?!

Unable to help but rub his temples, Isobel suppressed all the emotions that were surging in his heart.

Then, she looked at the dejected student on the side.

Her classmate, Harry Potter, the savior and the bespectacled boy who has attracted attention since the moment he entered the wizarding world.

Glancing at the guy with whom she had never crossed paths, she walked to her friend:

"Hermione, are you alright?"

"I ...... I'm fine. ”

She whispered.

"It's just a werewolf out there......"

"Got rid of it by Connor."

"What? Is it Connor?! ”

The first to react to this was not Hermione, but Ron, who stood aside.

He ...... Will he be able to deal with the werewolves on his own? ”

…………

The night was destined to be long, the Forbidden Forest riot and the werewolf invasion of the school had never been as simple as it seemed, and the long-awaited Halloween dinner was ruined by this event.

Perhaps for the average student, they were safe when the prefect brought them back to their dorms.

The common rooms of the four major academies are extremely secretive, and there is almost no possibility of being invaded by these wild creatures.

But for Connor, the night had just begun.

However, it is worth mentioning that although he said that he was going to find other werewolves before, when he actually walked around the inside of the school, he actually didn't find many werewolves at all.

Professor Snape had solved one on the first floor, Professor McGonagall had previously held one down with a stone pier, and Professor Sprout had tied one with a devil's net.

plus the female werewolf that Connor managed, it only adds up to four werewolves.

Most of the werewolves created by the so-called Forbidden Forest Riot are still wandering outside the school, and they have been completely stopped by the combination of Hagrid, the gamekeeper, and the centaurs living in the Forbidden Forest.

To some extent, this can actually be counted as a kind of evidence:

"Werewolves are still artificially put into the school after all."

Glancing back at the massive school, Connor simply picked up the suitcase he had stolen from his dorm room.

"Let's go, Phil, let's have a real parade of ghosts......"