The long days of gloom finally dissipated on the first day of the new year, and the rising sun shone on the white playground, casting a pale golden veil over Hogwarts Castle.

After preparing Hermione with the necessary recovery pills early, Madam Pomfrey went downstairs to breakfast in the auditorium, and in the school hospital, only Harry and Ron accompanied the dejected Hermione, and after listening to Hermione's account of what happened last night, his expression was not very pleasant.

"Professor Snape must know!"

Hermione covered her furry face with her hands in a depressed tone,

"Professor Snape called out my name before the door opened... It shouldn't be, no one but Madam Pomfrey knows about my condition, Professor Snape is a master of potions, he must know what happens when he uses Polyjuice potions as an animal shapeshifter, so it's no surprise that he knows that I stole the materials from his storeroom. ”

Harry stared at the clubs standing tall in the playground, today, he and Ron had planned to visit Hermione after a visit to play Quidditch on the playground, but now it seemed that this plan would undoubtedly be cancelled.

Moreover, since the Christmas holidays, the good mood brought about by the fact that no one in the castle has secretly talked about his parseltongue in private, or secretly accused him of being the heir of Slytherin, has also faded rapidly, all because of the young wizard named Amosta Bryan that Hermione had just told him.

"Amosta Blaine, who claims to be an investigator."

Harry asked worriedly, "Hermione, what do you think that Brian entered Hogwarts to investigate?" ”

"Needless to ask, Harry, is there anything else in the school worth investigating right now?"

Harry and Ron didn't seem to worry about being fired for it, which made the little witch in a bad mood even more irritable.

Harry felt his stomach twitch with an inexplicable chill from the morning of drinking white rice porridge, he had never heard of this name, and he had not dealt with any wizards called officials other than Mr. Weasley, but that did not prevent him from feeling a heavy pressure on his heart when he heard the name 'Inquisitor'.

Because of the parseltongue, he is already the object of suspicion of the little wizards, if everyone knows that there is an investigator in the school in the second half of the semester, how much criticism will he have to bear?

Harry could already see the triumphant expression on Malfoy's disgusting face, and perhaps he would be the first to report himself to the Investigator.

"Why would the Ministry of Magic suddenly send an inquisitor into the school... I mean, there's Headmaster Dumbledore in the school, and he's never mentioned it to me. ”

Speaking of this, Harry suddenly remembered the night Justin was attacked, he and Headmaster Dumbledore had a conversation in his office, at that time, for various reasons, especially the fear that Headmaster Dumbledore would mistakenly think that he had something to do with the founder of Slytherin House, so he did not confess Dobby's warnings and the terrible voices that preceded each attack.

Could it be that Headmaster Dumbledore was unhappy with his concealment, so he agreed to let the Ministry of Magic take over?

So will the Ministry of Magic try to save trouble and follow the rumors in the school and put him in the wizarding prison that Malfoy said?

"Needless to say, Harry, it must be Snape's old bat doing something in the dark!"

Ron, who was holding half a potato pie in his hand, cocked his freckled nose and swore firmly,

"Think about it, Harry, this Brian is close to Snape, maybe he's a Slytherin graduate"

Ron began to chew his hash browns again, and analyzed,

"Whoever wants to kick you out of this school the most, no doubt, it's Snape, I bet, Harry, this Investigator is what Snape is looking for..."

"Thank you, Ron, I feel much better after listening to your analysis."

Harry sat on the edge of the bed and said listlessly.

"Stop, Ron."

Whatever the reason, since Snape didn't directly dismantle himself last night, it seems that this can mean that she will not be kicked out of the school for stealing the professor's finances, Hermione, who figured this out, was a little less nervous, she clasped her arms in front of her chest and glared at Ron menacingly,

"Even the Minister of Magic doesn't have the right to expel a Hogwarts student at will, unless, it's Headmaster Dumbledore's nod, but Harry, Headmaster Dumbledore won't expel you, right?"

Harry might have been able to answer in the affirmative before that conversation, and he could always feel that the silver-haired old man was a little different to him and the other young wizards, although they had very few direct conversations.

"Maybe, Hermione,"

Harry hesitated to reply, "At least, Dumbledore told Hagrid that he didn't think I was attacking Colin and them, and he couldn't agree to fire me just because I was hiding something from him." ”

Just as Harry was suffering from gains and losses, Ron, who was refuted by Hermione, was still muttering his opinion in a low voice, and suddenly, he frowned and looked at the pure white ceiling, making a memory expression,

"Amosta Bryan..., where did I hear that name?"

The whispered murmur immediately woke Harry,

"Ron, since this Brian claims to be an investigator, he must be Mr. Weasley's colleague or something, maybe, their relationship is not bad, maybe... You can help me write a letter and ask, I mean, explain the explanation in advance, before he finds me--"

Ron's mom and dad, the Weasleys were Harry's favorite wizards, and they were very kind to him, and the week he spent with the Weasleys last year was the most wonderful summer in so many years, and if Mr. Weasley knew Amosta Brian, he wouldn't refuse to help him defend himself.

The golden sunlight gradually crept up the clubs on the playground, and the breeze on the spacious grass was mixed with a little spring feeling.

"Of course there is no problem, Harry, I can write..."

Ron hesitated in response, still remembering where he had heard the name,

"Fred and George may have heard of it, but as for Prefect Percy, oh, we'd better not look for him, for his career, maybe he'll be more eager to betray us than Malfoy!"

"That's your brother, Ron"

Hermione lifted the covers, sat on the edge of the bed and put on her boots,

"You shouldn't have said that."

Of the trio, Hermione had the highest opinion of Ron's brother, Percy Weasley, and in private, she consulted Percy many times with questions, and Percy did use his knowledge to help Hermione solve many problems.

"Before he became a prefect and aspired to be the president of the boys' student council, we were indeed brothers, but it's hard to say right now."

Ron's ears were red and he said angrily, "I'll never forget the five points he deducted for me in front of the myrtle bathroom!" ”

"Percy is a prefect, and it's his duty to maintain discipline, Ron."

Although Percy was present when Ron was deducted points, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Percy's behavior.

Hermione stood up and stomped on her boots, then rolled up the collar of her wizard's robes, covering the black hair on her cheeks as much as possible.

"Go get your cloak of invisibility, Harry, do you want me to walk out of the hospital like this?"

"Oh, going out?"

Harry, who was in a daze, came back to his senses in surprise,

"Are you going to play Quidditch with us, Hermione?"

"When exactly are you going to throw Quidditch out of your brain, Harry?"

Hermione looked defeated,

"Of course we're going to investigate that Mr. Bryan, we have to find out where he came from, don't we?"