"I'm sorry, but I just got some dragon dung from the cellar, I told about it in class, right?

Professor Sprout put down the fertilizer bag and patted the dirt on his body.

After that, she didn't care that Cedric was still there, and directly made a gesture of please for Link and Cedric to sit down.

It wasn't until the two of them sat down again that she asked:

"Link, are your injuries alright?"

"It's nothing, it's gone, Dean Sprout, thank you for your concern. ”

"What about the other two little ones?"

This time, Sprout was not questioned by Link, but by Cedric on the side.

When the latter heard this, he straightened up and replied:

"Madam Pomfrey is treating them, and has already left a message for the students who stayed at the scene, and they should come over when the treatment is over. ”

Sprout nodded, although she trusted Link very much in her heart, but she still couldn't just listen to Link's family to understand the situation, it was still necessary to talk to the two children.

Thinking so, Sprout put a kind smile on the corner of his mouth again, and asked Link:

"Link, what the hell is your conflict, can you tell me?"

Professor Sprout's tone was gentle, and his words were very tactful, as if he was afraid of irritating Link.

When Link heard this, he took a deep breath and pretended to be aggrieved and nervous to tell all the things that happened in the Charms class today.

As for what happened in the auditorium at dinner, he kept his head down and said vaguely.

This may seem suspicious, but it was actually a deliberate decision made by Link.

Although his memories were a little blurry, Link still remembered that there were polygraphs in the wizarding world.

This means that every word Link says needs to be guaranteed to be true just to be on the safe side, or it might be a goof.

So he simply didn't mention the things that needed to be covered up with lies later.

Yes, this is indeed a bit suspicious, but it is also very consistent with the original owner's weak personality and low IQ.

It is very normal for such a person to be reluctant to recall that kind of painful thing, and Link is confident that he will never ask him about the follow-up of the matter if he is as kind as Sprout.

And the truth was just as Link expected, and Professor Sprout had a distressed expression on his face after listening to Link's account.

After reassuring Link repeatedly for a while, she rubbed the corners of her somewhat reddened eyes and continued to ask:

"Link, have you been feeling unwell lately?"

"Uncomfortable? Of course not?"

"No, how are you feeling lately?"

Sprout continued to ask, but Link was silent.

After a while, he raised his head and said:

"Professor Sprout, to be honest, I've been in a bad mood lately. To be precise, my mood started to go a little bad when I arrived at Hogwarts. Of course, I'm not saying that Hogwarts is bad, in fact I love Hogwarts a lot......! None of my classmates here seem to like me very much. ”

"Poor boy!"

Professor Sprout finally couldn't help it, she took two steps forward and hugged Link in her arms, patting Link on the back gently, and at the same time relieved:

"It's not that they don't like you, they just have some misunderstandings about you. Rest assured, time will tell. ”

"I see, Professor. ”

Link replied quietly, but Sprout didn't want to let go of him, but hugged him tighter.

It wasn't until Link felt like he was about to suffocate that Professor Sprout let go of his hand and beckoned to Cedric:

"Cedric, you take Link back first, we have class tomorrow. ”

"Got it, Professor. ”

Cedric stood up as well, and after saying goodbye to Professor Sprout with Link, they both left the office and headed for the Hufflepuff common room.

Of course, unsure if the Slytherin girl named Emily was still around the corner, Cedric deliberately chose a different route this time.

The line was a bit long, and Cedric kept saying comforting words to Link along the way.

Link was tired of hearing this kind of talk today, and could only nod reflexively, as for his thoughts, they had already flown to other places.

In the questioning just now, Link sensed something unreasonable.

Professor Sprout seems to be more concerned about his recent physical and mental condition than the cause of today's events.

Of course, this can also be explained by the professor's care for students, but Link always feels that there is something hidden in it.

It's just that at this stage, Link still has too little information to analyze the reason, so he can only put it aside for the time being.

And anyway, at least he was pretty perfect today.

Thinking like this, a big smile appeared on Link's face.

At the same time, the familiar entrance to the Hufflepuff common room appeared right in front of Link and Cedric.

......

In Professor Sprout's office, after making sure that Link had been safely escorted away by Cedric, Professor Sprout opened the trapdoor behind her desk again and slipped inside.

Beneath the trapdoor is a cellar about the size of the office above.

The ceiling of the cellar is inlaid with many crystal clear crystals that are emitting a soft dull yellow glow.

However, the cellar is not filled with dragon dung as Sprout said before, but the headmaster and headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore.

In the dim light, they were sitting around a low table, silent, as if waiting for something.

"Crunch, crunch!"

The sound of the wooden staircase being trampled came from the exit of the cellar, and everyone in the cellar looked away.

In a few moments, Professor Sprout's slightly large body appeared in front of everyone.

"Whew!" Professor Sprout took a long breath before he said in a serious tone, "Link, he's fine!"

"Why are you so sure?" said a middle-aged wizard in the corner with greasy black hair and a wide black robe, in a voice so cold that there was barely the slightest emotional fluctuation, "Although the Regent Charm didn't detect him liing, what he did today was obviously abnormal, so I think ......"

"I said it! Link, no problem!"

Sprout rudely interrupted the wizard.

The wizard didn't argue with Sprout either, silently casting his inquiring gaze to Dumbledore in the shadows.

The latter, however, ignored him at all.

Dumbledore's gaze was always on Sprout.

After another moment, as if sensing the determination in Sprout's eyes, Dumbledore sighed and nodded at Sprout.