At around eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Amosta left Dumbledore's office after hastily ending the meeting.
His cheeks looked a little stiff because of the long-lasting smile. Even though Dumbledore was no longer in sight, his expression still seemed to be smiling.
There is no other way, just make a living, greeting you with a smile is not shabby.
Although they chatted for more than three hours, he still didn’t understand the purpose of Dumbledore’s summoning him tonight. Looking back on the entire conversation, Amosta discovered that Dumbledore didn’t give any instructions at all. He didn't have the opportunity to state any plans, but he just dragged his thoughts to travel all over the world, just like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatting after drinking.
The only gain was that there was still half a bottle of whiskey left in his hand, and Dumbledore gave it to him very generously.
This is very unreasonable. The trust Dumbledore showed is not consistent with his cautious character.
The corridor is empty, and the people in the portraits on both sides of the wall are sleeping soundly under the torches. During the Christmas holiday, even Filch, the dedicated castle administrator, left school to visit old friends.
The cold wind blowing into the castle through the window is still biting, but the snow is no longer falling, and in the dense clouds, the shadow of the moon is vaguely visible, struggling to break free.
Amosta stood in front of a window at the corner of the stairs, looking into the distance with great interest. On a starless night, the Forbidden Forest was so dark that he could not see clearly, and the twinkling lights in Hagrid's hut A little firelight was almost the only light in the bottomless night.
"I'm so glad you made it out of Dumbledore's office alive, Amosta, I'm even thinking about how to hold your funeral,"
Snape has After changing into taro purple pajamas, he pressed his body against the wall in the corner, stared at the wine bottle in Amosta's hand and sneered
"Could it be that Dumbledore's Legilimency skills have deteriorated?" So many that he had to use Veritaserum to dig out the sins you have committed in the past few years from your mouth."
"Your speaking style is still so sharp, Professor,"
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Amosta turned his head and looked at Snape in the shadows and smiled,
"Principal Dumbledore did not use Veritaserum on me, but it seems that he has grown out of it. I figured out what he wanted to know."
A ray of moonlight that jumped over thousands of mountains and rivers passed through the window grille and formed several rectangular light spots side by side on the floor of the school hospital ward.
"Fluorescence."
Confirming that Madam Pomfrey had returned to her small room to sleep, Hermione quietly opened her eyes, squirmed into the quilt, and She took out a book of Common Magical Ailments from under the pillow and spread it out. It was something she had entrusted Harry to borrow from the library.
Although Madam Pomfrey assured her that the hair on her face would fade away in just a few weeks, if possible, Hermione hoped to find a way to shorten this time, otherwise, she would I don’t know how to deal with those who can predictVisitors would explain why she had a beautiful beard growing on her cheeks.
Perhaps due to the influence of animal habits after the wrong transformation, Hermione crawled like a real cat, her white palms unconsciously clenched into cat paws and rested on the pages of the book. Under the tightly fitted quilt, a A slender cat tail slipped out quietly and rested on the edge of the bed.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps outside the ward made Hermione's ears twitch on her head. In a very short time, it was ruled out that it was Harry and Ron who came to visit her or watch the night. After seeing Madam Pomfrey, Hermione's hair suddenly stood up and her expression was horrified.
Did she encounter the murderer of the Chamber of Secrets attack
She hurriedly extinguished the light of her wand and lay down flat Returning to bed, the hand under the quilt tightly grasped the wand.
“Very few things that happen in this school can be hidden from Principal Dumbledore. Professor, are you sure that he really knows nothing?”
“You can say that he Hypocritical, but he will not let anyone use conspiracy to harm the students here."
A sinister, deep voice answered the previous question, and this voice was very familiar to Hermione. It was Harry. The most annoying Potions professor, and the one with the greatest prejudice against Gryffindor students among the entire school staff, Professor Snape.
Hermione, who has a superb memory, is sure that she has never heard the voice before.
However, at least from the conversation, we can understand that the person coming is not the heir of Slytherin.
After a brief hesitation, Hermione's furry head popped out from under the quilt. Thanks to the thick fleshy pads growing on the soles of her feet, she did not make any sound while touching the door. noise.
At Snape's signal, Amostra opened the curtain, walked forward quickly, and carefully looked at the two little boys who were unfortunately attacked on the hospital bed next to each other.
"The gray-haired one is called Colin Creevey, and the other is Justin Finch-Fletchley. They are from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff respectively. They are both of Muggle descent. Do you have any idea about magic? Very sensitive, Amosta, tell me what you think."
Amosta stood between the two beds and leaned down, his expression focused, and there seemed to be two whirlpools in his lavender eyes. Rotating slowly, he looked at Colin Creevey, who was raising his hand to take pictures, and then at Justin Finch-Fletchley, who looked frightened. From time to time, he poked and tapped the hardened skin of the two people with his fingers, and made a sound. The banging sound was extremely clear in the quiet school hospital.
"What did Dumbledore say?"
Amosta did not answer the question directly, but sat on the bed, stared into Colin's eyes solemnly, and asked casually .
"He believes that this is a very advanced black magic that requires powerful magic and is beyond the capabilities of the young wizard. In addition, he told Minerva privately that he personally has no ability. Directly unlock this powerful petrification spell."
"Oh, I have reservations about the latter point."
Amos.Ta pursed his lips, and then pointed at Colin's eyes and expressed his opinion
"It's not black magic, but a curse. The abnormal magic is in the eyes of these two unlucky little guys." The window froze the flow of magic in their bodies, appearing as petrification on the outside."
"Minerva, Filius and Pomona all hinted at me implicitly"
Snape looked a little annoyed, "I have indeed observed that the children in the courtyard now are eager to be in the limelight. No one likes to hide their strength like you did back then. They don't have this ability."
"The bottle of Firewhiskey collected by the principal is indeed very old."
Amosta stood up and moved his body, but his brain was dizzy and he almost stumbled. He held on to the bedpost and rubbed it. Rubbing his temples, many thoughts flashed through his mind. When he heard Snape's vague complaints and recalled the self that was wary of everything back then, Amosta smiled and said,
"You're wrong. Professor, I said that their petrification was caused by magic power with abnormal properties. This means that this magic power does not seem to come from wizards, but more like, for example, the blood and nerves of fire dragons. The magic flowing in it is very different from the wizard's style." Hiding behind the door, Hermione's yellow eyes widened and she held her paws excitedly.
Amosta glanced at the ward diagonally opposite in amusement. In his field of vision, the magic power of the little wizard behind the hidden door was as conspicuous as the moon rising in the darkness.
"So, it's not just a ridiculous rumor that Salazar Slytherin left a monster in the Chamber of Secrets, is it?"
Snape's voice returned Slytherin, the greatest of the Big Four, has always been the pride of the wizards who graduated from this academy, but at this moment, Snape was more annoyed with the founder of the academy than he respected him.
"Judging from the current situation, this possibility is the greatest."
Thinking of the dark wizards in the underground world who covet Slytherin's secret treasure, Amosta They felt a little funny. They might not have thought that all Slytherin had painstakingly left behind in the Chamber of Secrets was just a magical animal.
However, his mission is to find and deliver the items in the secret room to Kakusfli. As for what is left in the secret room, it has nothing to do with him.
After confirming that he did not have the ability to break the curse immediately, Amosta could no longer get anything more from the petrified Colin and Justin, so he covered the two of them again. Curtain, his tone was very indifferent,
"Actually, what I'm more curious about is that the attackers clearly had the ability to kill them directly after being petrified, but they didn't do so. Is it just a simple matter? In order to enjoy the pleasure of creating fear, this seems to be something only perverts would do”
“Not only you and I are curious about this question, I think Miss Hermione Granger is also curious”
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Ouch
Amosta and Snape were about to leave, but whenWhen passing Hermione's ward, Snape suddenly took out his wand and waved it hard towards the ward. Hermione behind the door let out an unexpected scream and staggered out from behind the door. After rolling around twice, he happened to lie at Amosta's feet.
"Oh my God"
In the silent silence, Amosta quietly opened his mouth. He looked at Snape with a mocking face for a while, then lowered his head for a while. Staring at the little wizard who was almost curled up into a ball,
"When did the cat-eared girl appear in the magical world?"
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