[HP] Five Poisons

It was impossible to find a vacant seat in the chaotic auditorium, so Chi Mo simply landed on the lawn with people.

The icy winter rain had already soaked the whole ground, Chi Mo just let go of his hand, and Harry floated up.

Chi Mo: "?!"

Stunned, he stretched out his hand and dragged him down. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he saw two Slytherins coming from a distance.

Seeing the wands in the big and small hands, a thought suddenly flashed in Chi Mo's mind, "Is it the floating spell you threw?"

"Mr. Mo Chi, I hope you can recognize your own species!" Snape with a livid face rushed over like flying, and sprayed poisonous juice on Chi Mo mercilessly as soon as he came. "Three hundred feet in the air! Why don't you just change your wings and fly away?! The lawn of Hogwarts can't afford the funeral of you and the Savior!"

Chi Mo who was being scolded =L=: I finally figured out why I felt my feet slipped all the time before, I dare say that you two are doing a disservice to me...

Although he complained so much in his heart, facing the angry Professor Snape, Chi Mo lowered his head wisely, looking as if he was frustrated by being scolded by the professor.

"Professor Snape." The sixth-year Hufflepuff prefects who arrived afterward hurriedly excused the juniors of their own college. "Potter's condition looks very bad. He needs to be sent to the school infirmary as soon as possible. He was surrounded by a group of dementors for a while."

Responding to the prefect, Snape snorted heavily, and said impatiently to Slytherin behind him, "Didn't you hear, Mr. Malfoy? Please take our savior to the school infirmary."

Draco Malfoy: "..."

Chi Mo and Diggory watched Malfoy, who was dragging Harry like a dead dog, go away.

Chi Mo: "...Why didn't he use the floating spell?" Obviously before he landed, dozens of floating spells were thrown at his feet as if he didn't need money, but now it takes a while to send someone to the school infirmary.

Digory touched his face, feeling a little pain inexplicably.I hope that when Madam Pomfrey treats Potter, she won't forget Potter's face—by the time Malfoy drags him to the school infirmary like this, Potter has probably been successfully disfigured...

With Professor Snape as the backing, the pressure on Chi Mo and Digory was instantly relieved.

With such a powerful professor around, those dementors would not dare to appear within two meters of them.

"Professor Snape, what should we do next?" Diggory wiped his face, the increasingly heavy rain had already blurred the vision, this bad weather caused them a lot of trouble, and the pair As far as the dementors are concerned, it has no effect. "If this stalemate continues, it will be very bad for us."

"Wow~ Mr. Diggory, you are so smart~" Snape taunted as he opened the way for the two Hufflepuffs behind him with a vicious look. "Thank you so much for telling me that."

The honest Hufflepuff prefect blushed, but it was a pity that his face was too pale, so he looked cute instead.

Chi Mo, who had witnessed Professor Snape's terrible face, wisely kept silent, not letting himself be the one that got hurt.

Most of the people present have already realized the problem Digory pointed out. At this moment, several professors are organizing the retreat of the students—the dementors cannot enter Hogwarts Castle.

Professor McGonagall stood on the tall referee's platform. This unusually eye-catching position made the female professor a real target.Fortunately, this target has good combat effectiveness.

"Students in lower grades go first!" She cast a megaphone spell to ensure that every student in the chaotic auditorium could hear what she said. "Don't panic, we will stop these dementors for you, please don't mess up, the sixth and seventh graders help drive away the following dementors!"

Professor McGonagall yelled this passage three times before shutting up because more and more dementors were approaching.

"Didn't you hear? Mr. Merchi, a junior who is about to grow wings." Snape's expression was very impatient, "And you, the guy who has run out of magic power, don't stay here."

The completely disgusted two Hufflepuffs: "..."

"Professor Snape, where is the headmaster?" This excellent, stubborn and righteous sixth grade prefect was unwilling to leave just now - there were so many companions still struggling here, if he couldn't do it, he would so leave. "If Headmaster Dumbledore is here..."

"I said, leave!" Turning around, Snape gave some Hufflepuffs who were getting more and more dishonest, "Don't make me repeat it a second time!"

"—!"

A clear and beautiful phoenix cry came from far to near, and a huge silver-white phoenix appeared in people's field of vision. After spreading out, the wings were thirty feet long, with gorgeous tail feathers, flying from the sky, the dazzling Wherever the silver-white color goes, the darkness is driven away.

The phoenix flew into the group of dementors, like Moses dividing the sea, and the dementors around it avoided it.

In the blink of an eye, a large space was cleared, enough for the students to retreat safely.

"It's Headmaster Dumbledore!" After seeing the beautiful and huge silver phoenix, Digory finally smiled without hesitation, "That's great."

Looking at the dementors fleeing around driven by the phoenix, Chi Mo scratched his chin thoughtfully, feeling that the timing of these dementors coming was too coincidental, as if they were specially taking advantage of It's like making trouble if the principal doesn't come.

Because the number of wounded patients was too large, Principal Dumbledore had to change the auditorium into a temporary school medical office so that he could better take care of the wounded.

"Ouch~" The little fat man's face was wrinkled into bun folds, holding his ill-fated right forearm with his left hand, and sighed.

Chi Mo looked at him speechlessly, "Didn't I leave a patron saint for you?" Although it was a semi-finished product...

"Don't mention it!" As soon as he mentioned this, the little fat man became furious, "If it wasn't for that third grader who brought someone to press me, would my hand be broken?!" Injured, but almost crushed into a meatloaf by two bamboo poles, how can such a thing be said!

The little fat man became more and more angry as he thought about it, he waved his arm angrily, imagining doing this to the third grader's head.In the next second, he was rolling all over the ground in pain. "Ouch! ~ My hand! ~"

Chi Mo: "..."

Just as Chi Mo poured down a bottle of painkiller for the crying little fat man, Phoebe Mason came out of nowhere and greeted Chi Mo, "Hey, Mo Chi, it's great that you're fine ~ I have been worried since I didn’t see you in the arena just now. Well, would you mind coming over to help me?”

Looking at the little fat man who had stopped rolling and humming on the ground, Chi Mo nodded.

"Oh~ you don't know how hard it is to find a person who is still alive and kicking." Phoebe held a lot of trophies and medals and complained to Chi Mo.

Chi Mo looked at the huge pile of sculptures in his arms, and asked in confusion, "It doesn't matter if you put these things in the souvenir cup showroom a day later, why do you have to take them now?" As for the wounded, he thought that Phoebe Marson, as the prefect of the second grade, should be busy with that first.

"There will be no one left a day later." Phoebe rubbed back a medal that was about to drop with her chin, "Originally the school planned to let us go back for Christmas after the Quidditch match, but now we are demented The school has temporarily changed the holiday plan due to the trouble caused by the monsters, and the Christmas holiday will start tomorrow ahead of schedule."

Chrismas holiday?Chi Mo nodded half-understood, thinking that it is quite easy to go to school here, and there are always days off.The scholars in the academy he had met in Chang'an before seemed to be able to go home only when the new year was approaching.

Because when it came to dementors, Phoebe remembered something again, and looked around vigilantly to make sure that there were only him and Chi Mo in the entire corridor—others were lying or taking care of people in the auditorium. He leaned close to Chi Mo's ear and lowered his voice. "Do you know why dementors come to Hogwarts?"

Chi Mo turned his head to the side uncomfortably. He didn't like being so close to others, but he was curious about what Phoebe said. "you know?"

"Of course." Phoebe smiled triumphantly, then lowered her voice, "Peter Pettigrew escaped from prison."

Chi Mo was stunned, a little surprised.Sirius spent more than ten years in Azkaban for nothing before successfully escaping from prison a few months ago. He thought that the level of that little dwarf was far inferior to that of Sirius.

"I heard that his accomplice helped."

Before Chi Mo could understand what Phoebe meant, he saw Phoebe open his mouth and silently read out a name—mysterious man.

Chi Mo's heart skipped a beat. "Didn't you say...he died?"

"Everyone says that, but who actually saw his dead body?" Phoebe shrugged, "Huh lah—" the medal fell to the ground.The self-inflicted prefect just squatted down bitterly, holding a pile of valuables in his arms, and carefully picked up the medal.He muttered softly, "Even Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't kill him. Harry Potter was just born at that time. No matter how powerful he becomes in the future, what can a baby do?" It is believed that Harry Potter killed You-Know-Who.

If the leader of the cult hadn't died... wouldn't R have to hide?

This idea flashed in Chi Mo's mind, but it disappeared quickly.

Having learned a lesson once, Phoebe didn't dare to move again this time, and walked gracefully all the way to the door of the commemorative cup showroom on the fourth floor. "arrive."

Chi Mo followed Phoebe and stepped into the room.

There are many crystal glass cabinets, which neatly display trophies, shields, medals and statues.

"Oh~ Mo Chi, you can just put your things here." Phoebe pointed to the empty table at hand, "I'll do the rest. You can also take a look here, of course, you have to be careful, you You know, many of them are old antiques."

Chi Mo looked around at the certificates of honor, with some admiration in his eyes - he had heard that Hogwarts had been established for a long time, and he hadn't felt much about it before, until he was standing in this showroom now.

His eyes glanced over these honors one by one, and he paused for a while on a black book next to a trophy.

Phoebe, who had just put down a shield, happened to see it and explained, "That's a list of Hogwarts male and female student presidents. If you are interested, you can take a look. Those prefects are very good. I don't just mean Grades. Well, you know, the list is full of photos..."

Chi Mo looked at the list in front of him, for some reason, his heart moved, he opened the cabinet, and took it out.

Turning a page casually, it was a Ravenclaw girl. Below her photo, there was a line of small words: 1963-1966. Chi Mo stared at the photo for a while, picked up the photo, and saw the girl behind the photo Name - Bilinda Candice Laman.

"Wow~ This Ravenclaw lady looks really nice~" Phoebe, who was passing by, poked her head out from behind Chi Mo and commented on the photo. "Oh~1963-1966~Sometimes, Merlin is so ruthless~"

Ignoring Phoebe's funny, Chi Mo continued to look at these photos.It is full of unfamiliar faces, one by one, smiling, arrogant, or indifferent... No matter what expression they are facing the camera, they are all so high-spirited and confident.

That's right, those who can become the male and female chairmen are all the best students in history.

Turning the page again, her fingers paused on a photo.

The black-haired boy was sitting in an armchair, with one hand resting on his forehead, slightly tilted his head, looking at the camera with blank eyes, or maybe he didn't look at anything.

Unlike other people's dynamic photos, he just sat there, neither sad nor happy, as if he was separated from everyone.

Chi Mo stared blankly at the person in the photo, couldn't help stretching out his finger, and touched the boy's finger on the armrest.And the other side is always smiling.

Chi Mo remembered what Professor Lupine once said, "Slytherins are taught to smile even if the enemy's wand has touched your chest." He was dazed.

It took a long time to turn over the photos.

The gorgeous curly body hurt his eyes.