Gretel didn't expect that he wouldn't have a chance to talk to Luna.

Before dawn, Professor Flitwick walked into the tower with a sad face.

He was accompanied by the janitor, Filch, whom everyone hated.

"Mike Gretel, you are suspected of murdering a Hogwarts student, and on the orders of Headmaster Dumbledore, you are now coming with us to be investigated."

Filch hoarsely voiced and gloated with a grim face.

Gretel ignored him and turned his gaze to his dean.

"Gretel, I believe you are innocent, but, in order to prove your innocence, you may need to be locked up in solitary confinement for a while."

Gretel looked puzzled, the matter of the Chamber of Secrets had been settled, and Tom Riddle was still locked up by him in the Room of Requirement.

It is said that this school year has settled down, how can anyone still be killed.

If Filch was the only one here, Gretel would probably just throw him out, not even bothering to give him a white eye.

But Professor Flitwick was here too, and he looked sad.

"Okay, Professor, wait for me to clean up."

Flitwick nodded, found a stool and sat down.

"McGregor, now that you're a suspect, leave your wand behind to prevent anyone else from being killed."

The sound of Filch falling into a well resounded throughout the dormitory.

Flitwick tried to stop it, but after a long sigh, he nodded silently.

Glitter pulled the wand out of his pocket, bypassed the gloating Filch, and handed it into the dean's hands.

Terry also got up from the bed, "Professor, it's impossible, Gretel just received the Merlin Medal yesterday. ”

Flitwick waved his hand, "It's okay, you can go back to sleep, Gretel will be fine, I believe in him as much as you do." ”

How could it be possible to fall asleep in this situation, Terry and the others all got up and came to Gretel's side.

"Don't worry, the professor has said it, it's okay."

When this happened, Gretel's mind was more confused than resentful of being wronged.

He was really curious about which guy provoked the incident and even blamed him.

It didn't take long for Terry's group of worried eyes to follow Professor Flitwick out of the Ravenclaw common room.

The murder took place on the fourth floor of the castle, in the same corridor where the Philosopher's Stone was hidden last year.

On the way to the scene of the murder, Professor Flitwick ignored Flitwick's chattering dissuasion.

Gretel was briefed on the current situation.

An hour earlier, Filch, the Night Watchman, had finished his last round.

The body of a young wizard was found on the fourth floor.

Upon identification, it was confirmed that it was a first-year student from the Muggle world at Slytherin House.

Because of his origins, he has been bullied many times in the past two weeks by purebloods who consider themselves noble.

Last night, with the intensification of others, he escaped from the common room, but he never thought that he would lose his life.

When Glitter arrived on the scene, he saw Dumbledore, along with the heads of the other three houses.

In front of the crowd, a withered, gray-haired, almost mummy-shaped, corpse in a silver-green ribbon leaned against the wall.

On the wall behind him, a large line of words was smeared with blood: Mudbloods roll out of Hogwarts.

Gretel's full name is prominently displayed in the lower right corner.

After seeing Gretel's arrival, Dumbledore nodded to Filch, "Okay, Mr. Filch, after a night of patrolling, you must be tired too, go back and rest first, and leave the rest to the professors." ”

Filch's expression was stunned, and then he responded in embarrassment.

Before leaving, he looked at Gretel regretfully.

He looked at the mummy leaning against the wall again, and then dragged down the stairs with tired steps.

Gretel, of course, knew that the old ghoul was sorry that he couldn't see his excitement.

"Mr. Gretel, calling you over doesn't mean we are treating you as a murderer, we just want to find out the situation from you."

In the face of Dumbledore's gaze, Grett did not hesitate to meet the blue under his glasses.

"Where were you after last night's curfew?"

"I left the Room of Requirement around eleven o'clock, and it should have been half past eleven when I arrived at the tower, and anyone who was asleep in the common room at the time could prove it for me."

"We'll check this later, and now we need you to make sure, do you know this person?"

Dumbledore spewed a silver light out of his wand, revealing a small boy with a watermelon head and sparse teeth that looked extraordinarily sharp.

Of course, Glitter didn't know him, and of the four houses, there were the least people who dealt with him in Slytherin.

Those pure-blooded guys who almost clogged their brains had a hard time talking to them.

If it weren't for the deceased wearing a Slytherin uniform, he wouldn't even be sure of the house.

"Carrien Sayre, a first-year freshman at our house."

Snape's words sounded calm, but everyone could hear the anger that lurked beneath the calm.

"Severus, calm down, we'll find the killer."

After asking a few questions, the professors were sure that Gretel really didn't understand.

But if you let him go back, you can't wash away the grievances on him.

Dumbledore pondered, "Well, Gretel, you go with Professor Sprout first, stay with her for a while, and we'll find the killer as soon as possible to clear your name." ”

Of course, Glitter knew that whether he was locked up or not, this basin of dirty water would have to be on his head for the time being.

Confinement is the best way at the moment, the murderer will definitely shoot again, as long as he does, Gretel, who is locked in confinement, will automatically get out of this matter.

Gretel was helpless, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with Tom Riddle.

The appearance of being drained of life force was exactly the same as that of Ginny Weasley.

But he didn't have any way to prove his innocence.

If Tom Riddle's notebook comes out, he's going to confess that the attack on Ginny Weasley had something to do with him.

But if you don't say it, you can only wait for the professors to catch the murderer before you can return your freedom.

Glitter couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he knew that he might as well not get involved in the notebook, but now he didn't get the benefits, and he made a fuss.

He thought of having a room to validate his idea, but there was no reason for him to leave.

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"Gretel, don't worry, trust us, we will definitely return your innocence."

Professor Sprout didn't know what Gretel was worried about, but thought he was angry at the grievances he had suffered.

"Professor, I'm wondering if someone else will be killed if the murderer hasn't been caught in his next move."

Sprout pondered for a moment, "Indeed, but Dumbledore said that he would open all the magic circles in the school, and as long as the murderer made a move, he would definitely be caught."

Don't worry, you're going to help me take care of the amazing plants in the greenhouse these days.

As for the lessons you've missed during your time in lockdown, Filius will make up for them with a time turner. ”

Until he settled into Sprout's office, Glitter didn't understand how Tom Riddle had come out of the Room of Requirement.

He was a disembodied notebook remnant, and without the help of others, he was absolutely incapable of doing such a thing.