On Friday evening, the vast faculty lounge was filled with just two people, Amosta and Professor Flitwick, standing in an open space in the middle of the lounge, gesturing at a chair.

"I'm not as good at this kind of spell as Minerva, Amosta, if you want to make things more realistic, I think you'd better ask for advice like Minerva!"

Professor Flitwick raised his voice and looked embarrassed.

"You know, Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall has been very much in favor of me scaring students with these things, and it seems unlikely that she will be able to help with that, in my opinion--"

Amosta scratched his head in distress, thought for a moment, he waved his wand, finely adjusted the rhythm of the magic input, on the basis of the original creation construction site, two new magic transmission corridors, the shape of the chair between the two gradually changed, the chair was bent upward, two of the four legs became hands, two turned into legs, and after a while, a tall, full of strong muscles, and a gloomy and terrifying man appeared in the faculty lounge.

Faced with the man conjured up by Amosta, Professor Flitwick did not express his opinion for the time being, but continued to watch patiently.

Amosta continued to stir up the wand, and with the input of magic power, the man's appearance began to change drastically, the originally straight back began to stiffen, and the smooth skin grew black and thick hairs like wild boar manes as if applied with excessive hairy agents, and the square face gradually changed to a cone, and the white and neat teeth became uneven, the canine teeth were sharper, and the eyes were more gloomy, exuding a bloodthirsty breath all over the body.

"Very good, Amosta, at least if I don't know beforehand... Oh, there's a detail, after the werewolf transforms, the pupils will also shrink accordingly--"

"Oh, thank you!"

Amosta shook the tip of his staff to adjust this subtle detail, and he controlled the 'werewolf' as he moved around the staff quarters, making defensive stances when threatened, and offensive maneuvers when hunting.

"How did you deal with this werewolf who just wanted to attack you, Amosta?"

Professor Flitwick climbed onto a table with quick movements, watching with great interest as Amosta adjusted the details of the 'werewolf''s movements.

"I don't think you had a silver dagger with you, did you?"

"You guessed it, Professor Flitwick?"

Amosta smiled lightly, his arms folded over his chest, digging into the details of the werewolf's body movements in his mind,

"Actually, it's not that troublesome, there were more than a dozen werewolves who wanted to trouble me at that time, I used a combination spell, and attached a magic fire similar to the fierce fire to the metal spear turned into stone, and nailed it directly into their hearts, which blocked the werewolf's powerful physical recovery ability from the root, and none of those guys lasted more than half a minute under this magic, and they all turned into ashes...

Actually, there are a lot of spells that can work for them, but there are a few spells that might cause me problems when they are used... I was still young, and the strict ban from the Ministry of Magic still had some effect on me..."

"Amosta--"

Professor Flitwick imagined in his mind the image of Amosta slaughtering the vicious werewolves, and he shuddered several times in uneasiness, and before he could continue to ask, the door to the faculty dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and a Ravenclaw senior girl suddenly rushed in with a look of horror.

It's Percy's girlfriend, Ravenclaw's prefect Penelope Crivat!

Amosta flicked his wand down before the crack in the door opened, restoring the werewolf to a chair, and he stared at Penelo, whose beautiful brown curls were almost soaked with sweat, and a sudden bad thought rolled in his heart.

"Miss Krivat, perhaps you should explain why you broke into the faculty break room without knocking!"

Professor Flitwick was a good-natured man, but the fact that someone from his own college had made such a rude move in front of another professor still made him look a little embarrassed.

"Professor Flitwick, and Professor Brian—"

Penelo's eyes glistened with tears, and he looked frightened,

"Another student has an accident..., phew, it's a secret room!"

Professor Flitwick screamed in surprise and nearly fell off the table, and Amosta's eyes narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice,

"Excuse me, Miss Kerryvat, what is your source, who exactly was attacked, and the current state of the student who was attacked?"

Penelo's body trembled and sobbed quietly, and Amosta soothed softly for a long time before she calmed down a little,

"--We were in Transfiguration class just now, and Filch burst into the classroom to inform Professor McGonagall that another young wizard had been attacked, and we rushed out, and Filch led us to the place where Loris's was attacked, and there was an extra line on the wall - her bones will remain in the Chamber of Secrets forever--"

As she said this, Penelope couldn't stop crying, and Professor Flitwick walked over and gently patted her on the back on tiptoe, encouraging her to continue.

"Professor McGonagall urgently investigates and discovers that Percy's sister, Gryffindor's first-year student Ginny Weasley, has disappeared..."

Ginny Weasley?

That little girl who always looked a little sick some time ago and always felt that she had no energy?

Amosta's eyes were contemplative, but why her?

"Amosta!" Professor Flitwick screamed.

Amosta nodded, knowing what Professor Flitwick meant, and told Penelope to stop wandering around the castle alone, stay with the professors as much as possible, and then rush out of the faculty quarters without looking back.

When he came out, he found that basically the little wizards already knew what was happening at this time, and everyone had panic on their faces, looking like they were about to face a catastrophe.

Amosta strode to the third floor of the castle and found Filch driving all the young wizards who wanted to see the handwriting back to their respective house lounges, and in the inner circle, Professor Snape was trying to erase the line, and when he saw Amosta striding over, he immediately said in a low voice,

"Dumbledore has already checked this place, but nothing has been found, besides, he's found that someone has froze all of your surveillance binoculars with a powerful Freezing Charm, and he's not sure that your surveillance can still record some valuable footage in this case..."

Amosta nodded, not as surprised as he looked

"I'll check it out later, and the telescopes will automatically send the recorded footage back to my office as a memory... I didn't feel anyone breaking into my office, and I figured that the footage was still there..."

Now, the sky outside was dark, and Amosta stared out the window into the darkness, feeling like the castle was behind bars, but there was a sense of relief that something had been waiting for for a long time had finally landed.

The heir of the Chamber of Secrets is finally active again, and this time, instead of just petrifying a student, he has taken Ginny Weasley, the sister of Bill and Charlie, and to be honest, Amosta has already pronounced the death sentence on this girl in his heart.

It only takes a spell to take a person's life, and after a few hours, Ginny Weasley's body may have cooled down.

An inexplicable anger welled up in Amosta's heart, as he wore the title of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor in addition to the school board's investigator, and the Slytherin heir attacked his students almost in front of him, which made Amosta feel offended.

"Where is Dumbledore now?"

Amosta withdrew his gaze and looked back at Professor Snape, realizing that his professor's eyes were also shining with the same unease as the young wizards.

"Lucius Malfoy, on behalf of the school board, invited the Ministry of Magic to intervene in this matter, and they were amazingly efficient this time... I had been talking to Cornelius Fudge in his office, and I had heard that they were going to take Hagrid away. ”

"Hasn't Hagrid been proven innocent?" Amosta frowned, "Why are you holding on to him?" ”

"Only Dumbledore and we believe--"

Snape pursed his thin lips and looked gloomy,

"Cornelius Fudge is a weak man when he is under pressure, and he has to do something to help him stand up to public opinion!"

Amosta's eyes twitched, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he said slowly,

"I'd better go check on what Dumbledore is up to now..."