A boy lay on the ground, twitching, and seemed to be dying.

Another boy fell to his knees, sobbing and calling his name.

Another boy curled up to the side, trembling with fear.

and two teachers who stood and squatted, staring at each other.

Matthew Wakefield suddenly felt like an "outsider" here.

......

"I think this is an attack, Professor Rozier. Professor Troka was the first to speak, and Matthew noticed that his voice seemed to tremble.

The sound of Professor Rozier's heels on the floor sounded again, and she walked over to Ronald Weasley, bent down, and examined his wounds for herself—

"The blood is almost drained...... her voice was a little heavy, "and there seems to be toxins left in the wound, and those toxins are the root cause of him becoming like this!"

She gently drew her wand and aimed it at Weasley's torso, "Enervate!"

A warm red light flashed, and Weasley's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"I've tried, it didn't work. Professor Trocca shook his head: "The wound will barely heal......"

Just then, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps behind them.

"It's great that you're here, Headmaster Rozier!" was Mr. Plinger's voice, "My dog...... My Dog...... It went crazy all of a sudden......"

Mr. Plinger's voice stopped abruptly.

Because, he also saw the tragic situation of Ronald Weasley now.

And he's not alone.

Matthew turned around and saw that in addition to Pringer, who was holding Mr. Tang in his arms (Mr. Tang had been firmly tied with rope), there were also many students, pushing and pushing into the prize showroom from the aisle.

However, when the people in front saw the fainted Crabbe, Goyle, and the miserable Weasley, the lively and chattering voices suddenly disappeared.

The students fell silent all of a sudden, and they rushed forward to watch the horrific scene.

......

"This ...... Finally...... What's going on?," stammered Mr. Plinger, the caretaker of Hogwarts Castle.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with your dog, the reason why he suddenly went crazy. Professor Rozier said in a deep voice.

At the same time, she hugged the unconscious Weasley with all her strength:

"Jeffrey, take this boy to the school hospital. Professor Rozier shouted with great seriousness.

Matthew slowed down for half a beat before he realized that Professor Rozier was calling Mr. Plumger's name.

She added, "Let Madam Pomfrey double the amount of blood tonic for this boy every day...... Also, don't use any antidotes!"

"Understood, ma'am!" said Mr. Pringle, who placed him in the corner of the prize showroom, and then took Ronald Weasley from Professor Rozier, and after carrying the extremely weak boy on his back, he ran briskly in the direction of the school hospital.

"Ron......" Neville Longbottom was about to chase him to the school hospital.

However, he was stopped by Professor Rozier.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Longbottom. And Mr. Evans and Mr. Wakefield!" and then she looked back at Professor Troka, "And you, Edward...... Come with me!"

The silent crowd began to spread out to both sides, allowing them to pass.

......

Once again, they were in Professor Rozier's neat, concise office.

It's just that at the door, there are all kinds of housekeeping supplies.

Matthew hurriedly took the initiative to run over and began to organize these brooms, mops and other things together.

Neville hesitated for a moment, then rushed over to help.

Professor Rozier returned to her seat, looking solemn. She picked up her teacup and took a sip.

Then, with a flick of her wand, several chairs appeared in front of them.

"Sit down!" she whispered.

Several people sat down.

"Mr. Wakefield told me before that you rushed over because you heard Mr. Tang's barking and thought of your classmates in the prize room, didn't you?" asked Mrs. Rozier first.

Neville Longbottom and Harry Evans looked at each other, then nodded.

Neville took the initiative and said, "That's right, ma'am. ”

"So, when you arrived at the prize showroom, did you observe anything...... Like the murderer or something, it wasn't long before Mr. Weasley was attacked by the time I got there. Professor Rozier asked again.

"I don't think so. Neville shook his head, "Ron was already like that when I got to the prize showroom with Evans...... Professor Troka was there trying to rescue him......"

"Edward Troca?" Professor Rozier frowned suddenly, and she called out the full name of the Transfiguration teacher.

Matthew couldn't help but be stunned, and his gaze quietly moved to Professor Trolla.

"I didn't notice anything either. Professor Troka calmly explained, "By the time I got there, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle had all become like that...... I tried to resuscitate Mr. Weasley, who was eventually injured, but only slightly relieved of his pain......"

Professor Rozier lowered her head, and she picked up the quill again, as if she was jotting something at a rapid pace.

"Alright, you all go back!" After about thirty seconds, she looked up again, "I'll go to the school hospital to see how the boys are doing." ”

......

All four walked out of the vice-principal's office at the same time, their hearts all looking heavy.

Matthew bit his lip slightly, and he walked over to Professor Troka.

"Professor Troka......" he shouted softly.

"What's wrong, Wakefield?" Professor Troka turned.

As soon as he was in the prize showroom, Matthew noticed that Professor Troca's face was pale, haggard, and bloodless......

And now, when he looked closer, he seemed weaker than he had imagined, as if he was seriously ill, and his voice had become a little weak.

"Weasley, he's going to be fine, right?" asked Matthew, a little worried.

Professor Troka shook his head, then nodded, and sighed softly, "I don't think he's going to die." ”

"Matthew, come and help move something. Neville shouted behind him.

"Okay, thank you, Professor. Matthew hurriedly spoke to Professor Troka, then turned and ran over to Neville.

When he was moving those housekeeping supplies, he couldn't help but close his eyes-

Because just as he was approaching Professor Troka, he smelled blood again.