The boy, with his eyes closed, lay quietly on a hospital bed covered with a crisp white linen sheet.

There is hardly any breath.

Several wizards around him stood there with solemn expressions, and one of them, a witch wearing a dark green healer's robe, had a worried look on his face.

"Lady Rozier, how is this boy?" asked Lady Poppy Pomfrey, the school doctor at Hogwarts Hospital, at last.

The witch, who was closest to the hospital bed and had been half-crouching, finally stood up and tidied up the black trench coat on her body.

"He was almost one step away from death. She spoke slowly, her voice calm, "But thankfully, he's still alive." This is thanks to the protection of the dragon skin, which can always have a strong protection effect against any magic!"

As she spoke, she pointed to Draco Malfoy's hands on the hospital bed, the boy with his eyes closed, still wearing his dragonskin gloves.

"If it weren't for these gloves, he wouldn't have been an eleven-year-old boy, and even an adult wizard would have died on the spot. Professor Rozier added.

"Oh my God, what the hell did this boy come into contact with!" Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth with a look of fear on her face.

"Dangerous extreme magic items, maybe even items on the mystical magic side!" Professor Rozier guessed simply, "It's definitely not a good thing anyway...... What about the other three boys in that dormitory, how are they doing?"

In asking the latter question, Ms. Rozier's gaze turned to a bald old man next to her, who was as fat as a walrus.

The Slytherin Headmaster, Professor Horace Slughorn, coughed lightly, and then quickly explained, "Whether it's Crabbe, Goyle, or Noether, they are now delirious, and they answer whatever is asked to them, incoherently, and even shouting hysterically...... I fed them some tranquilizers, and now I'm asleep. ”

"And what about the dormitory, has it been searched?" Professor Rozier continued to ask in a cold voice.

"I've searched it all and there's nothing related to extreme magic!" Slughorn said with a look of certainty.

"Predictably, it's impossible for ordinary extreme magical items to enter Hogwarts. Professor Rozier turned again,

"Professor Rozier......" Professor Kettleburn, who was wearing three prosthetic limbs, took a few steps forward: "I mentioned to you a few days ago that my chickens that were attacked were probably not purely accidental...... Will there be any connection between these two attacks......"

"I don't feel like there's any connection. Professor Rozier replied coldly.

"But...... Perhaps you can allow me to go deeper into the Forbidden Forest, and we can at least rule out one possibility......" Kettleburn insisted.

"There's no need, Sivanos. Without thinking, Professor Rozier replied again, "I already answered this question to you two days ago!"

"Good...... Okay......" The poor teacher of the Magical Creatures Protection class could only nod obediently, looking very aggrieved.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, and Madam Pomfrey hurried over to see what was going on.

A minute later, she was back again—

"It's Professor Troka!" she said, turning to Professor Rozier, "he'd heard about a student being attacked and wanted to see what was going on...... But you have instructed that no one should break into this room unless you have your permission. ”

"Let him go back, this matter has nothing to do with him. Professor Rozier's voice was still cold: "It's not completely dark yet. ”

"Okay. Although she didn't understand what the Vice Chancellor's last words meant, Madam Pomfrey nodded.

And Professor Rozier took one last look at Slughorn: "A boys' dormitory, normally there would be five students, but what about the last one?"

Slughorn was prepared: "His name is Matthew Wakefield, and he wasn't there at the time of the incident. ”

"Call him over, I have something to ask him. Mrs. Rozier said bluntly, and then she added: "In addition, tell me all the details of the scene at the time of the incident!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

......

"What the hell is going on?" Matthew had to ask as he was forcibly pulled out of the library by Slytherin's prefect, Garma Farley.

"Draco Malfoy, your roommate, he's dying. Farley explains: "Then there were Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Theodore Nott, all of whom had become delirious and unable to communicate with people...... All in all, it seems like you're the only normal person left in your dorm, so Professor Slughorn wants to find out what's going on?"

"How do I know what's going on?" Matthew only felt himself a little dizzy, "What the hell is going on?"

But Miss Farley didn't know what was going on.

The two of them can only go back and forth like this, and play dumb riddles for a while.

It was only after a few minutes that Matthew finally guessed some clues:

That is, his dormitory seems to have been attacked by extreme magic, and all four roommates have been killed.

Could it be said?

Matthew's mind suddenly thought of that book, did it have anything to do with it?

However, the book was obviously locked in his suitcase, and the key to the suitcase was still in his pocket—

Matthew subconsciously touched his pocket, but found nothing.

I guess I woke up this morning and forgot the key to my suitcase in my bedroom?

It seems that this is really possible......

I just don't know if the book was found by Professor Slughorn?

But whether you find it or not, it's right not to admit it!

Anyway, that book also appeared next to me inexplicably.

......

The Potions Professor's office, Matthew Wakefield wasn't here for the first time.

It's just that the last time I came here, it was Professor Horace Slughorn who offered to "exchange" feelings with him.

But this time, Slughorn wasn't the only teacher in this office.

and the Vice-Chancellor, Professor Vita Rozier.

Professor Slughorn ...... Professor Rozier......" Matthew took the initiative to greet with a blank expression on his face: "What the hell is going on?"

Slughorn opened his mouth, but glanced at Professor Rozier beside him with some scruples, and quickly closed his mouth again.

"Matthew Wakefield!" Professor Rozier asked coldly, "where are you around 3:40 p.m. today?"

"I'm in the library!" Matthew replied quickly.

"Can anyone testify?"

"Mrs. Pince, the librarian, and Hermione Granger of Ravenclaw, they should all be able to testify. ”

"What are you doing in the library?"

"I'm looking up vampire materials to finish my Defence Against the Dark Arts paper. ”

"Okay, I'll find out next Monday if you're true or not. ”

Professor Rozier lowered his head, picked up his quill pen, and began to scribble down something on a piece of paper.

There was a brief silence in the entire Potions office.

And Slughorn glanced at Matthew and then at Professor Rozier, and the expression on his face was extremely embarrassed.

"I think you already know that all four of your roommates suddenly had an accident. Half a minute later, Professor Rozier looked up again, but her tone was still extremely cold: "It's just that this was the case—"

"When Draco Malfoy was found, he was next to your open, empty suitcase, and he had a money bag containing two hundred Galleons in his hand...... Have you ever asked Mr. Malfoy to retrieve anything from your suitcase?"

"No, ma'am!" Matthew shook his head.

"Then the reality is probably that Mr. Malfoy has opened your suitcase without permission, and is about to secretly put the two hundred Galleons inside...... Then report to the professor that he lost a large sum of money and succeeded in framing you to become a 'thief'......" Professor Rozier continued, still without emotion in his voice.

Matthew's pupils constricted suddenly, he hadn't expected Malfoy to make such a move...... If he really succeeds, he will definitely face a big problem.

"Has Mr. Malfoy ever had a conflict with you before?" Professor Rozier continued.

"Yes, ma'am. Matthew nodded: "Because I'm a Muggle-born wizard, he used forbidden words to try to humiliate me, but he was sanctioned by Professor Grindelwald......"

"Then everything can be explained. Professor Rozier nodded:

"But as he got to this point, your bedroom was attacked by extreme magic, Mr. Malfoy's fate is now uncertain, and the other three people in the dormitory are in a state of delirium. ”

Matthew made a rather frightened expression.

"But rest assured, Professor Slughorn will strengthen the protection of the Slytherin common room, and we won't let another attack like this happen again!" Professor Rozier put down the quill in his hand, "You can leave, Mr. Wakefield!"

"Yes, thank you, ma'am!" Matthew stood up, bowed to Professor Rozier and Professor Slughorn, respectively, before exiting the Potions office.

......

In this office, only Rozier and Slughorn were left.

"It shouldn't have anything to do with Wakefield. Slughorn was the first to say: "After all, he is a Muggle-born student, and it is impossible for him to come into contact with extreme magic or mysterious magic side items in just a few days!"

"Nope. Professor Rozier shook his head.

"Huh?" Slughorn opened his mouth in surprise.

"He didn't react right. Professor Rozier replied calmly:

"He was surprised and scared about it......"

"What's wrong with that?" Slughorn asked curiously.

"But he's not happy!"

"Happy?" Slughorn was stunned, "I don't understand, ma'am?"

Malfoy insulted him and even tried to frame him as a thief...... Such a villain suffered retribution because of an accident, and now his life and death are uncertain......" Professor Rozier said slowly: "Shouldn't he be happy to hear such an ending?

"Huh?"

"In fact, when he heard Malfoy's end, there was no joy in his eyes other than surprise and fear!" Professor Rozier continued.

"It's as if this almost successful planting, and Draco Malfoy, didn't take it to heart at all......"

"So the attack could have been his doing?" Slughorn asked rhetorically.

Professor Rozier glanced at him helplessly: "If it is really what he did, shouldn't he be secretly happy after he succeeds now?"

"I'm ......," Slughorn was speechless.

Professor Rozier continued to bow his head and began to write something down on the letterhead.

"Maybe I'll have to find a time to talk to Wakefield......" Professor Slughorn muttered.

"Horace!" Professor Rozier suddenly put down the quill in his hand, her cold voice almost startling Slughorn.

"We allow students to have their own secrets, as long as they don't threaten Hogwarts, they don't threaten the wizarding world. She spoke slowly, her voice a little colder than usual, "Also, at Hogwarts, any extreme magic, as well as potions, is strictly forbidden to use on students, I hope you don't forget!"

Horace Slughorn nodded hurriedly.

......

The vice-principal had finally made a note on her letterhead.

Just as Slughorn was about to see her off, a jumble of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Horace...... Horace...... My son, what the hell is he ......" A panicked voice came from outside the door.

Then, the man outside broke in.

Then he petrified there...... Confronting the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, Lady Vita Rozier.

"Lucius Malfoy!" Professor Rozier asked mercilessly, looking directly at the uninvited guest, "Who allowed you to enter Hogwarts?"

"I ...... I am ......" Mr. Malfoy stammered, "I am a member of the Hogwarts School Council......"

"According to the rules, anyone who wants to enter Hogwarts except teachers and students needs written permission!" Professor Rozier's voice was extremely sharp.

She slowly approached, and Mr. Malfoy retreated in fright.

"Horace!" she called out Slughorn's name again, this time sending Slughorn shivers.

"Tell me, are the members of the Board of Trustees among the teachers and students of Hogwarts?" she asked, her voice as if there was a murderous motive in it.

"Mr. Malfoy...... He ......," Slughorn stammered.

"Tell me, are the members of the Board of Trustees among the teachers and students of Hogwarts?" Professor Rozier asked again, raising his voice.

"No!" Slughorn took a deep breath and replied.

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to drive you away, Mr. Malfoy. A smile suddenly appeared on the vice principal's face.

Her face was already very beautiful, but now when she smiled, it was even more charming.

"All I heard was that something happened to my son...... Malfoy said in a low voice.

"Don't think you're doing something we don't know, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Rozier approached again, almost forcing Lucius Malfoy to the wall, "Maybe the extreme magical object that killed your son, and the fate of the unknown, was brought in by you, intentionally or unintentionally!"

Professor Rozier turned, stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers.

Two house-elves appeared out of thin air and bowed deeply to Professor Rozier.

"Please do Mr. Malfoy a small favor and get him out of Hogwarts!" Professor Rozier ordered coldly.

"Understood!" the two house-elves nodded, and then rushed over, one hugging one of Lucius Malfoy's legs.

"I just want to see my son...... Madame, I beg you to ......," Malfoy begged.

"You'll have this chance, but not today!"

......

"Professor Rozier......" Slughorn looked up timidly.

"Horace, I'm not against you making friends......" Professor Rozier squinted at him, "However, you need to pay attention to the quality of those friends you have made!"

"I don't want to see this next time!"

"I understand, ma'am!" Slughorn nodded in agreement.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Do you need to inform the Headmaster of this sudden Hogwarts incident?"

"There's no need for that!" Professor Rozier shook his head without thinking:

"Lord Grindelwald, busy!"