As Harley expected, Professor Lupin frowned as soon as the dinner was about the third time he was over.

At this time, his stomach was tumbling, as if Peeves was partying inside.

Professor Lupin has fallen into self-doubt, he is obviously a werewolf, and his basic physical fitness is very good, so it stands to reason that he can't get a minor illness.

Could it be a serious illness? Thinking of this, Professor Lupin suddenly became a little nervous. His purse bag couldn't afford to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Before he had time to think about it, Professor Lupin hurriedly slipped out of the auditorium with his stomach clutched.

Lupin was so fast that Professor Snape didn't even have time to stop him.

Although he didn't succeed in making a fool of himself, Professor Snape was still in a good mood, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

He subconsciously touched his pocket and pulled out the parchment that contained the recipe for a new version of the wolf poison potion.

This is a real treasure, Professor Snape is determined to keep it well, and continue to improve it, so that the effect of the medicine will be more ruthless and stronger, and it will be more brilliant!

Professor Snape hummed a song as he folded the parchment and carefully slipped it into his pocket.

He was in a good mood now, and even if his hand was burned, he wouldn't be angry.

Wait, Professor Snape suddenly realized that his hands were in his pockets, why were they burned?

It's going to get hot in your pockets...... It seems that there is only alarm magic set by yourself.

In order to prevent the stupid lion of Gryffindor from stealing potions from his office, Professor Snape planted layers of magic in his office.

As soon as someone touches these spells, a key they carry with them will heat wildly and make a screeching sound.

Before today's Halloween dinner, Professor Snape turned off the ring, leaving only the heating function.

He had thought that at this point in time, there should not be a stupid lion who would dare to die...... It was he who was wrong!

Professor Snape stood up murderously, his gruff movements and hideous face catching Professor Dumbledore's attention.

"Severus, what's wrong?" Professor Dumbledore asked softly.

"Nothing," Professor Snape said, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"There's a little mouse...... I hope it's just a little mouse that touches the magic in my office, even the storage magic. ”

"I'm going to see who's so bold! Maybe it's some stupid lion cub. ”

As he spoke, Professor Snape glanced at Professor McGonagall deliberately.

Professor McGonagall didn't argue this time. She was really a little panicked in her heart, couldn't it really be her own little lions who did it?

She fully believed that the Gryffindors had done such a thing.

From the Marauder Quartet to the Weasley Twins, the most troublesome little wizards of all these years seem to be in Gryffindor.

At the thought of this, Professor McGonagall felt her heart ache.

Why can't every student be as obedient and well-behaved as Hallie and Hermione, and love to learn, so that she can have peace of mind?

The departure of the two professors attracted the attention of many young wizards.

The ghosts' performances were no longer good, and the pumpkin pie on the table wasn't attractive enough, and the young wizards began to discuss why the professor was leaving.

But they hadn't been discussing for ten minutes before they were forced to interrupt their conversation.

For Peeves suddenly rushed in, and while rolling in mid-air, he screamed madly:

"Hahaha, Peeves is so happy!!"

The auditorium was quiet, and everyone looked at Peeves, curious about what he wanted to do.

"Peeves," Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, forcing Peeves to silence,

"If I'm not mistaken, you promised me that you wouldn't spoil the banquet."

"No, Headmaster." Peeves feared Professor Dumbledore and Barrot the Bloody, and he didn't dare to mock Professor Dumbledore.

The wanton expression on Pippi's face instantly retracted, and it was replaced by a flattering and flattering look.

"I'm just celebrating, celebrating a good thing happening."

"Oh? Can you share your happiness with us? ”

"Of course, Dear Headmaster."

Peeves flipped over again and grinned at Professor Dumbledore from between his legs,

"That nasty guy who always tried to get in the way of my prank business was attacked, and I don't know if he was dead, but he lay motionless on the ground anyway."

"It's pathetic, Filch, the Administrator."

……

There was a deathly silence in the auditorium, and Professor Dumbledore stood up:

"Please be quiet, stay in the auditorium and don't go out."

"The professors, prefects, and presidents of the male and female student councils are responsible for maintaining order, and the dean and I went to check on the situation."

Immediately after, Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, and all side doors to the Great Hall were shut.

Professor Dumbledore was the first to leave the door, followed by the other three Deans who were still in the Great Hall, closing the door.

The dinner party no longer went on, and everyone had no intention of eating, but discussed the attack on Filch.

Although there are many people who hate Filch, after all, he is the administrator who troubles the little wizards every day.

But no one has attacked Filch so far, and the most they can do is throw a few big balls into his administrator's office to get him in trouble.

Plus there's a notorious Death Eater out there, Sirius Black, and this Sirius has a history of killing a lot of Muggles.

So although the truth has not yet been investigated, everyone has reached a consensus that it was Sirius Black who infiltrated Hogwarts to attack Filch.

Now, even the Weasley twins, who hated Filch the most, sweated for him.

"The year before last it was a troll, and last year it was an attack," Fred snapped his fingers and said loudly,

"This year, Filch's old fellow has been attacked again, and someone has gone to steal the old bat's potion."

"Don't forget, the year before last, there was a professor who secretly ran into the forbidden forest on Halloween, and was hit twice by a unicorn." George reminded.

"Well, count that too." Fred continued to ponder,

"I'm just saying, Halloween at Hogwarts is not going to happen!"

"George, what are you doing!" Percy popped up, "Are you trying to make trouble again?" ”

"Absolutely not, and besides, I'm Fred, and he's George!"

"You've lied to me so many times, do you think I'll still believe your nonsense?"

The three of them suddenly made a fuss.

"Hallie, Professor Lupin is going to be fine, is there?" Hermione suddenly remembered something and leaned in front of Harry,

"Professor Lupin left the Great Hall alone, he couldn't have bumped into that Sirius Black, did he?"

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(Thank you for the tips of the Nine-Tailed Fox and the Wind Hunting Blade!) ）

(End of chapter)