Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 78: Bloody Slander, Shadowless Killing [Third Update]

The second day of school.

Ian suffered an epic blow of Harry Potter-level treatment.

"What did you say? I killed the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? How come I didn't know?"

Ian's legs are actually not short, but his total height is limited after all, and he can't keep up with the speed of Penelope's long legs.

"Don't worry too much. Anyone with a normal IQ can see that it's not you. I don't think the professors are stupid enough to believe the nonsense of a bad Slytherin."

"What a joke! This is absolutely ridiculous. Did a troll kick your brain to slander a young wizard who has just entered school. How could he kill a powerful adult wizard?"

"He might as well have said that Professor Erich was ambushed by Filch's magic that had been hidden for decades!" Penelope told a hell of a joke while speaking up for Ian.

At least it would be hell if Filch the Caretaker were here.

"Who identified me?"

Ian was not too nervous. He had just had some minor conflicts with Peeves yesterday. As long as Peeves didn't complain, it would not be a big deal for him.

Things that have never been done.

How could the Slytherin brat be blamed on him?
Although his autobiography, Hogwarts: Me and My Uncle the Headmaster, is still being drafted, it does not mean that it does not exist. After all, Snape would not just watch him being framed and sent to Azkaban.

"Marcus Flint, a fourth-year student, a chaser for Slytherin Quidditch, his family is one of the damn Sacred Twenty-Eight."

"He must be thinking about Daphne Greengrass. Tsk tsk, he wants to win the friendship of the Greengrass family. These pure-blood families are really not good people."

Senior Penelope paused for a moment and added, "Only the Weasley family is better, but their twins are also a pair of annoying people."

I don’t know who this emphasis is directed to.

"What about Miss Greengrass?" Ian did not choose to mention that he might also be a pure-blood. Instead, he was somewhat surprised that he was slandered because of Daphne Greengrass.

After school starts.

He had never had any contact with Daphne Greengrass, and even the gift he was preparing to give to Daphne Greengrass was put on hold because Daphne Greengrass was still in a coma.

"There are rumors in Slytherin that the last name Daphne Greengrass uttered before she fell into a coma was yours. Some people suspect that you cast a curse on her on the ferry."

"Your friend Aurora Grindelwald has taught a few people a lesson for this, but there are always fools who believe that professors can't tell the effects of a curse."

Penelope's voice was somewhat helpless.

It was also the first time that Ian realized that he had such a bad reputation in Hogwarts.

He's just a freshman.

"I didn't cast a curse on her. Even though Miss Greengrass humiliated me by calling me 'Mudblood' on the ferry, I just wanted Miss Greengrass to mend her ways." Ian's words aroused Penelope's sympathy. She had also been attacked because of her Muggle family background.

"This is a very, very rude name, and totally discriminatory. Only these disgusting Slytherin purebloods would be so despicable!"

"You are the victim, and they are actually biting back. How despicable!" Penelope completely empathized with Ian and felt even more unfair for him.

"I believe the wise professors will prove my innocence." Ian followed Penelope through the long corridor and went up along the continuously rotating corridors.

The top floor of the West Tower.

In addition to several professors from the college, there were also several prefects who followed in the search. Dietrich, the male prefect of Ravenclaw, was arguing with a student with buck teeth in a red-faced manner.

"That's the guy! I saw him with my own eyes! There's no mistake!" Due to inbreeding, Marcus Flint has a face full of buck teeth.

His tone was firm.

Even though Snape was standing next to him with a gloomy look on his face.

He persisted as always.

"When the professors ask you about it later, just tell them the truth." Penelope gave Ian careful instructions before taking him to the scene.

The body was found in the Owlery.

Because a pile of straw covered the scattered body of Professor Ronnie Erich inside, even the professor who came to search the place in the morning could not find anything strange.

According to Penelope's description on the road, Marcus Flint confessed that he overcame his fear and chose to stand up and expose the murderer.

If not.

It may take the professors quite some time to find the body.

"Professors, I brought Ian here."

Enter the shed.

The smell of dampness and a hint of corruption was overwhelming.

Snape stared at Marcus Flint with a gloomy face, Dumbledore looked at the pile of body fragments with a frown, and the Head of Ravenclaw, Filius Flitwick, was squatting over the corpse and examining it.

Ian didn't expect that his first meeting with his dean would be in such an occasion. Filius Flitwick didn't even look up at him at this time.

"It's scary."

Penelope's face turned pale again when she saw the body fragments that had been dug out and pieced together, but she still stood beside Ian with the male class leader Dietrick.

The prefects from the other three houses were also here. They all looked at Ian with doubt and suspicion, and Gryffindor's prefect Percy Weasley even looked a little terrified.

"it's him!"

Marcus Flint raised his finger and pointed at Ian.

Ian ignored it.

The corpse on the ground was bloody and cruel. There were many flies flying around on the pieced-together body fragments. Ian's gaze only stayed on the corpse for a moment.

At the whispered reminder of the male class leader Dietrick, he saw a palm-sized black and red patch on the wall where the straw pile had been torn apart, with a line of crooked and shocking blood words on it.

“Prince”

It looks like some kind of reminder written in blood, with some blood dripping down at the end. The "last words" are very specific, and naturally it is Ian's last name.

"It's a crude frame-up." Ian spoke softly, his tone calm.

"Mr. Prince, you are right. A dismembered corpse cannot write. But Mr. Flint said he saw you murder Professor Ronnie Erich here."

Professor McGonagall stood there with a serious face. He stared at Ian with a pair of majestic eyes. His tone was not harsh, but very solemn.

"Flint? Is that the giant hybrid standing over there spewing shit?" Ian looked in the direction of Marcus Flint, and his words caused the other party to become furious.

Lies don't hurt.

The truth is the sharpest knife.

Marcus Flint does bear some resemblance to the troll.

"How dare you humiliate me! You damn murderer!" Marcus Flint was furious and wanted to rush forward, but was held down on the top of his head by Snape next to him.

His two class leaders standing beside him did not speak for him. They tilted their heads to the side as if they were seriously counting the ants on the ground.

"If you saw me killing someone, and a professor at that, would you still dare to be so cruel to me?" Ian curled his lips in disdain.

"The professors are here, what do you dare to do to me?" Marcus Flint, who was being held down by the Inspiration Spirit, was under pressure on his head, but he still shouted at Ian aggressively.

"You will go to Azkaban! Don't even think about getting out in your lifetime!"

My head hurts.

This made the fourth-grade student look somewhat painful.

But he still persisted as always.

"Stop talking nonsense here. Ian is just a first-year wizard. Do you think everyone is like you, the people from dark wizard families, who have been learning dark magic since childhood?"

Senior Penelope directly helped Ian to confront Marcus Flint.

Snape had a strange expression on his face.

But no words were spoken.

Just at this time.

After checking the body fragments, Dean Flitwick stood up. He first gave Ian a reassuring look, then shook his head and whispered to the other professors.

"It's Severus's original version of the Sharpness Curse."

His words left all the college heads confused. Snape breathed a sigh of relief, Professor McGonagall's expression also relaxed a little, and Dumbledore looked up at Ian at the right time.

His eyes were gentle and his tone was very soft.

"Mr. Prince, do you mind if we check your wand? Of course, it's just to be on the safe side." Dumbledore didn't seem to give Ian the right to refuse.

no way.

Ian could only take out his wand and hand it over. At Dumbledore's signal, Dean Flitwick stepped forward and took the wand from Ian's hand.

"Don't worry, kid, we won't accuse innocent people." Dean Flitwick felt that he had given Ian a reassurance. Only Ian knew that he had indeed cast the Shadowless Spell yesterday.

but.

The original version of the Sharp Edge Spell that Dean Flitwick had just uttered was obviously a very crucial discovery. Ian felt that it revealed some interesting information.

Dean Flitwick took Ian's wand back to Dumbledore.

Ian knew what they were going to do with the wand.

Flashback to the previous spell.

A spell that can be used to see what magic has been used with a wand.

"Hey."

Ian was a little depressed.

He was not afraid to reveal the feud between himself and Peeves yesterday in front of the professors and seniors. Who’s ancestors didn’t have some strange blood and abilities?

Silly Barnabas also said that Ian's ancestors had slept with a female ghost.

Being able to contact ghosts is not a secret that needs to be hidden.

The reason why he sighed.

The reason is that there are still rumors in Slytherin House that he cast a curse on Daphne. I am afraid that after today, the rumors about him will become more and more dark.

after all.

He really knows how to curse.

"Prior Incantato!"

What is coming will always come.

He watched as Dean Flitwick cast a flashback spell on his wand.

Ian was just about to explain.

however.

"What happened? My spell was rejected? Is this possible? It's impossible!" Dean Flitwick, the spell master, seemed to have encountered a situation he had never expected.

Elderberry, unicorn tail hair.

This magic wand should not exist in this world.

at this point.

Dedicated to its master.

　Although this is the third update, this one has more than 3,000 words, and the next one will also have over 3,000 words, which is the same number of words as the fifth update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)