The Slytherin first-year students, led by their prefect Garma Farley, hurried out of the Great Hall.

Along the way, they encountered a lot of people rushing in different directions, and the situation around the entire auditorium looked a little messy.

Fortunately, some teachers took the initiative to stand up and maintain order.

As they struggled to squeeze through a group of bewildered Hufflepuff students—

"What's going on?" Draco Malfoy asked softly as he caught up with Matthew.

"Is there another attack?" asked Theodore Nott on the other side, in a whisper.

"It's unlikely. Matthew shook his head.

The Halloween dinner is a must for all students, which means that the whole school is having dinner in the auditorium, so there is almost no chance of a lone student being attacked.

And judging from Professor Kettleburn's embarrassed appearance just now, most of them came from outside the castle.

It's raining heavily outside the castle right now, and even if some students sneak away from dinner, there's no need to go outside to shower!

Matthew secretly pondered:

He suddenly thought of the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest that had been drained of blood!

At the same time, thinking of Professor Kettleburn's panicked appearance before, could it be that the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest have been attacked?

And it must be a relatively powerful magical creature.

The vampire monster lurking in the castle turned its gaze to the Forbidden Forest because Professor Grindelwald's deterrence did not dare to move in the castle...... There is this possibility!

......

"Oops!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from ahead.

It was Vincent Crabbe, who, while turning a corner, collided with an oncoming man.

"You don't have eyes!" cried Crabbe a little rough.

"Wait!" Matthew shouted.

Crabbe nodded very "obediently", and the hand that was stretched out to beat people quickly retracted.

Matthew stepped forward and helped the little boy to his feet.

"Evans, are you alright?" Matthew asked softly.

When Matthew's hand held the other party's hand, the other party seemed to obviously shiver, and he struggled and quickly got rid of Matthew's hand-

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......" Harry Evans whispered, "Thank you, Wakefield. ”

"Why are you here?" asked Matthew, a little surprised, the road leading only to the Slytherin common room.

"Hug ...... I'm sorry......" Evans lowered his head, his voice threatening to cry at any moment, "I was going to follow our prefect Percy Weasley, but I was broken up by a group of people...... I bumped into the crowd and before I knew it......"

"Oooh!" Matthew nodded.

He looked up and searched around for a moment to see if any teachers happened to be passing by and could send Evans back to the Gryffindor common room.

Coincidentally, he saw a man—

"Professor Troka!" he shouted.

"Wakefield?" the Transfiguration teacher strode over, "What's wrong? You should go back to your common room?"

"This is Harry Evans of Gryffindor. Matthew introduced the boy to Professor Troka.

"Of course, I have the impression that hello, Evans......"

"Hello, Professor!" Evans said in his small, mosquito-like voice.

"Evans and their prefects are separated, Professor, can you send him back to the Gryffindor common room?" Matthew asked quickly.

"Of course!" Professor Troka nodded, "Come with me, Evans!"

Harry Evans glanced back at Matthew, then followed the Transfiguration teacher.

"We should go too, Matthew!" said Farley, who had been waiting impatiently.

The rest of the Slytherin group was waiting for him around the corner in front of them.

"Okay!" Matthew nodded, keeping up with them.

......

"Which academy is that girl next to you just now?" they whispered as they walked down the hallway in the basement.

"Girl?" Matthew blinked, retorting, "Don't you see clearly? ”

"No, no, no!" Malfoy shook his head and said with certainty, "It's definitely a girl, judging by her movements, I can be sure!"

"But he's really a boy!" Matthew spread his hands helplessly, "It's Gryffindor." ”

"Oh!" Draco Malfoy pouted, looking uninterested.

Turn another corner and the Slytherin common room is just a stone's throw away.

Matthew Wakefield frowned suddenly.

His thoughts were interrupted by Malfoy's words.

And now, after a moment of thought, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He hadn't noticed it when he had just attended the Halloween dinner in the auditorium, but now that he thought about it—

At that time, most of the Hogwarts teachers could be seen in the guest of honor...... But Professor Troka, it seems, is not among them.

And when I first met Professor Troka, his clothes were clean, as if he had changed into a new suit...... But his hair was faintly wet, as if it had just been washed once and had not been thoroughly dried......

What's more, the location where he just appeared out of nowhere was near the Potions classroom.

That is-

Where the previous attack took place!

Wrong......

Wrong......

Wrong......

Matthew shook his head, his gaze becoming very serious, and he seemed to have guessed something.

"Matthew, what are you waiting for, come in!" The first-year students in front of them had already opened the door to the Slytherin common room. Draco Malfoy held his hand to the door and reminded Matthew.

"Well, I'm sorry!" Matthew smiled apologetically.

Then he hurried into the Slytherin common room.

The emerald green fire illuminates the entire common room.

In an instant, it washed away the tiredness on their bodies.