Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 163 Explosion and Victims

The little wizards were enjoying dessert when they suddenly heard several loud noises coming from above their heads.

The sound was so loud that glowing runes appeared on the walls of the castle for reinforcement.

"What's going on?" Kex was startled by the sound, and the table knife in his hand plunged into the cake, and it was still standing there at the moment.

"Could it be the murderer?" Beaver said.

Most of the little wizards had the same idea as Beaver. Under the shout of the Weasley twins, the little lions of Gryffindor grabbed their wands and rushed out, leaving only Several people sat on the seats.

The little snakes and the little eagles sat in their seats, choosing to be wise and safe.But this is also the most sensible choice, because at their current level, they could not do other things in the past other than messing up the professors.

After discussing for a while, the little badgers decided that students above the fifth grade would go to help, but they were quickly pushed to their seats by Professor Sprout who came in from the door.

"It wasn't a murderer's attack." Professor Sprout said with a gloomy face, and left the restaurant in a hurry once again.

The little wizards couldn't believe that Professor Sprout, who is usually very gentle, was able to put on such a face, and immediately the discussion was full of enthusiasm.

However, it is obvious that now they can only guess randomly, and they can't guess useful information at all.

Soon, the lion cubs rushed out dejectedly pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked in.

A little wizard from a friend in Gryffindor immediately rushed over to ask what happened outside.

After a while, everyone knew what happened outside.

The wooden fence that was used to block the corridor had been blasted to pieces, and Filch's office had been stuffed with two or three explosive bombs, and now there was nothing usable in it.

Fortunately Filch was out on patrol at the time, otherwise Filch would have died.

However, when the professors asked the ghosts and portraits if they had seen the perpetrator, they got a unanimous answer: "Sorry, we didn't see it."

"Ha, it must be Peeves, the plan of the ghosts has started." Beaver pulled Kex and Lean towards him, and said with a smirk.

Lean also smiled. He was not impressed with the policy Filch came up with. After all, he hadn't gone to the classroom on the fifth floor to prepare medicines for several months.

Now that he was about to go on a trip, it was the time when he needed to prepare some more potions.

Kex was very excited, looking at him, he wished he could run out and help Peeves throw two explosive bombs for fun.

"Okay, don't spread this matter, or don't blame me for being hated by ghosts and portraits."

Beaver looked at Kex and said, he knew very well that Lean would not spread the word.

"Why are you looking at me? I have a tight mouth." Kex said confidently.

"Heh, if it wasn't for that photo of yours in my hand, how could your mouth be so tight?" Biver showed a mocking smile, and the disdain in his words could be felt from so far away.

However, Lean also noticed the key point in Beaver's words, and quickly asked: "What photo? I remember that Beaver has photos at Kex's place?"

"Compared to my photos, Kex's photos are the best." Beaver smiled mysteriously, "Also, I must declare that I have already destroyed that photo."

"you sure···"

Kex said meanly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Professor Dumbledore who broke into the door.

"Everyone, return to the college lounge under the leadership of their respective deans. Prefects, please take good care of the students."

Dumbledore stood on the teaching bench, looking at the little wizard below with a serious face.The faces of the professors were all ugly, and all of them held wands in their hands.

Looks like something went wrong.Ryan thought.

In turn, Lean noticed that, except for the professors of elective courses, all the professors of compulsory courses came, except Lockhart was missing.

Could it be that the idiot Lockhart was petrified?
Lean thought of a possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was the truth.

Senior Gemma and the other five prefects quickly organized the little snakes and safely arrived at the Slytherin common room under the escort of Snape.

"No one is allowed to go out tonight, otherwise..." Snape said, looking around at the little snakes sitting on the sofa in the lounge, "I will make you enjoy drinking my potion. "

Snape's sharp gaze and cold words made the snakes that were still about to move lower their heads in an instant, and there was no more thinking about him.

Snape nodded in satisfaction, then flicked his black robes and walked out.

On the other side, Professor McGonagall had a dark face, trembling with anger.She had just counted the number of people and found that two were missing, and her heart tightened, and she began to pray that Potter and Weasley would not be lost.

However, Murphy's Law once again showed its powerful effect, and Potter and Weasley were gone.

"Several prefects worked a little harder today, and took turns keeping watch at night, watching the gate. If anyone dares to sneak out at night, write down his name, I will turn him into a door lock, so that he will have a long memory !"

After Professor McGonagall left a word, she walked out the door. She needed to inform Dumbledore.

After all, it's about the savior.

At this time, Harry and Ron came to Hagrid's cabin wearing invisibility cloaks, fed Fang a little food, and ran into the Forbidden Forest with Fang.

They were going to find Aragog, the acromantula that Hagrid kept in the Forbidden Forest.

"Okay, I see, Minerva." Dumbledore stood in the school hospital and listened to Professor McGonagall's report, while another petrified suffering child was lying on the hospital bed in front of him—Ji Dro Lockhart.

Then he called his phoenix, whispered a few words to it, Fox blew, turned into a ball of flame and disappeared into the air.

"Bobby, how is it?" After Fox left, Dumbledore asked Madam Pomfrey who was examining Lockhart.

"The situation is very bad. His vitality is constantly being lost. It is estimated that if there is no vitality essence within two days, then..."

Madam Pomfrey's voice dropped, but everyone understood what Madam Pomfrey meant.

Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose. There were too many things to do today, all mixed together, which made him a little hard to resist.

After all, he is now over 100 years old.

"Severus, please."

"Hmph!" Snape snorted, then walked out of the infirmary with his head held high, without looking at Lockhart the whole time.

(End of this chapter)