The chaos was eventually suppressed by the sudden appearance of Professor McGonagall, with the main perpetrator ordered to go to Filch's, while the other houses received varying points deductions.

Gryffindor escaped, the two war criminals were already about to be tortured by Filch, and coupled with the "unjustified disaster" suffered by Gryffindor today, Professor McGonagall raised his hand and only deducted five points for the twins.

This made Percy, who had just planned to teach the twins a lesson, so angry that his face distorted, and he ran out of the restaurant in a rage.

Charlie laughed. "You can play up your talents, pull more houses into the water, everyone deduct points, as long as we deduct fewer points than them, we can win the House Cup." ”

As a good Quidditch player, Charlie undoubtedly knows how to win games.

Professor McGonagall had come to Carl.

"You're the only one left here in Gryffindor this year."

Professor McGonagall took Carl to his office, which was small and had a lot of papers, but they were all well organized and organized in different places.

She pushed her glasses and motioned for Carl to sit down, followed by a moment of silence.

"Of course, Carl, I'm not trying to advise you to leave, every student is welcome at Hogwarts. It's just that I hope you can be honest and don't do something you shouldn't do, okay? ”

Karl hurriedly agreed.

Professor McGonagall flipped through the papers in her hand, then signed them.

"The holidays are always long and I know that studying at school is not too stressful for you. So, of course, it's up to you whether you want to or not, and I've got a list of books for you that you can borrow from the library during the holidays, well, as a pastime. ”

Professor McGonagall raised her list, "I declare up front that these are not powerful books, there are no magic spells on them, and their authors are not pleasant, but they do contain the experience and wisdom of a good wizard to increase your knowledge." ”

Karl curiously took the list.

"Breaking with the Female Ghost" by Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Travelling with Ghouls" – by Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Vacation with the Dominatrix" – by Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Walking with Trolls" – by Gilderoy Lockhart.

"So, it's all the work of this Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart?" Carl looked at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, then nodded, "That's right, this is a good wizard, well, better than we thought. ”

She didn't say who we were, but continued: "It seems to me that this wizard has something in common with you, being smart and having a certain talent. When you were at school, you all had a kind of, uh, indescribable temperament, which caused him a lot of trouble at school and caused a lot of headaches. But it's clear that after graduating, he put this trait to the right place and made a big career. ”

She looked at Carl with a mixed look in her eyes, a mixture of expectation and warning.

"In short, Carl, this senior of yours is worth learning from you - he has a lot of bad things to watch out for, a lot of good things to learn, and of course his adventures are worth seeing."

It's Wednesday, December 20th, and there are still two days left before the Christmas holidays.

This week, Hogwarts has completely relaxed, and even the strictest Professor McGonagall has not done anything to hurt the scenery, and in the last days he has only taken everyone to review what they have learned before, leaving some homework.

What made Gryffindor even happier was that since it was a Friday, they didn't end the term with one last meeting with Snape.

But perhaps because of this, the "amiable" Professor Snape prepared a simple test for each grade level, and according to Charlie, he openly claimed to have poisoned potions in class.

"We've got to make an antidote." Charlie was particularly upset with this, "and then try to see for yourself if you deserve it!"

The first-grade test is very simple, they test a potion that they have just learned, a potion of forgetting. It's a very simple potion, as long as you "don't be stupid enough to stir things in the wrong order" (Snape) and you can't go wrong.

Of course, with Snape on the sidelines, it's not easy not to make a mistake.

In the end, most of the students received "Christmas gifts" that Snape had carefully prepared and given them in advance.

Fortunately, all this is over, and at least for this week, Carl and the others don't have to see Snape.

After the last Defence Against the Dark Arts class, the students had already walked out of the classroom, and Carl, who had deliberately stayed at the end, stopped Professor Carlo, who wanted to leave.

"Sir." Carl's voice was a little nervous, and he thought about it a lot, and at the suggestion of Hattings, he made a plan and wanted to try again.

This time point was also deliberately chosen by Carl, and on the last day before Christmas, everyone will be in a good mood, and such a mood will make people relax their vigilance a little.

Professor Carlo looked at the student in front of him, a rare smile on his serious face.

It may be that Professor Carlo has been at the school for a long time, at least in Carl's eyes, Professor Caro's smile is much weaker than when they first met.

"What's wrong? Cal? ”

"Professor Caro, I'd like to ask you something." Karl's eyes flickered.

Carlo stopped where she was, did not speak, and made a gesture of please.

"Professor, I've been reading a lot of books lately, well, a lot of books, especially the history of magic in modern times, and I want to ask you if you know that person's secret."

"Who?"

"Voldemort."

Professor Caro turned his head: "What?!" ”

"I say, Voldemort."

Professor Carlo glared at him, the strangeness of the student in front of him.

Carl could feel his nervousness.

This is actually very strange, Professor Carlo has a calm appearance, but from the position of his hands, from the small swing of his toes, these details that Carl would never normally notice, Carl still feels Professor Carlo's nervousness.

This made Carl, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly calm down, and felt an indescribable emotion, Carl couldn't tell what it was, he suddenly became in a good mood, and a little excited and ······ Pleasure?

This kind of pleasure is completely different from ordinary play, it is darker and more ······ Moving.

It is like the pleasure that a hunter has after seeing his prey fall into an elaborate trap.

Carl felt his senses sharpened, he could see Professor Carlo's soul - he was trembling, he was afraid!

"Did you hear that day? What did you check on me? What do you want to know? Professor Carlo's face was very ugly, and he was very clever and thought a lot, "Our family does have some connection with him, but it was deceived by him!" ”

Karl suddenly laughed.

"No, Professor, I'm not interested in you and his past, I just want to know a secret."

Professor Caro's breathing suddenly became heavy.

"What do you want to know?"

Karl glanced at his hand behind his back, and he bet he had a wand in it.

Carl wasn't scared, though, and Hattings was in the hallway.

"If, I mean, if." Carl deliberately pretended to be spitting

"Hurry up! Cal! Professor Carlo said impatiently, he already regretted it a little, and wanted to end the whole conversation quickly, "I'm going back to get ready for Christmas!" ”

"If Voldemort were resurrected, what magic would he use?"

When Carl finished speaking, the air froze.

Perhaps by illusion, Carl felt the horror of Professor Caro's soul, and he suddenly understood what Polo meant by fine wine.

The fear really intoxicated him.