The Wizard of Hogwarts is Unscientific.

Chapter 245 The Hogwarts Law—Halloween When Something's Inevitable Is Happening

Snape looked completely bewildered.

What the hell is going on? Are you two teaming up to mess with me?

Snape looked at Andy and said, "If you're being kidnapped, just blink, and the professor will save you."

Something's not right here...

Dumbledore smiled, and Andy looked enlightened. The two walked past Snape and into the Great Hall as if no one else was there.

Snape: "..."

The Great Hall was bustling with activity. The young wizards were astonished to see Andy, Dumbledore, and Snape enter together.

These three people...

Has Andy started hanging out with professors and school principals now?

Wow, that's amazing!

Under the admiring gazes of the young wizards, Andy walked calmly to the Ravenclaw table, found Hermione, and naturally sat down next to the little witch.

"Good evening," Andy said casually.

Hermione: "..."

What's wrong?

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked, looking completely bewildered.

"It's nothing. I just talked to the principal about something, and it just came to mind... The world of magic is truly wondrous." Andy said with a solemn expression.

Hermione's lips twitched slightly.

Have you had too much to drink?

"Speak properly!" the little witch said irritably.

Andy chuckled and said, "The headmaster and I ran into Professor Snape at the Great Hall entrance. I was just teasing him."

Andy then briefly explained what had just happened to Hermione.

Hermione turned her head and glanced at Snape sitting on the professor's chair.

Sure enough, Snape was extremely uncomfortable at the moment, his face was as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly, and he glared fiercely at Dumbledore, occasionally glancing at Andy.

"They must be so bored," Hermione retorted.

The Halloween dinner was quite casual; Dumbledore only said a few words before announcing the start of the dinner.

The dinner was quite lavish.

But the British have a very limited culinary history, much like the Americans do; the term "culinary desert" is no joke.

It's nutritious and tastes alright.

However, it's still a long way from being truly delicious.

However, putting aside the taste of the food, the festive atmosphere at Hogwarts was still very strong.

The atmosphere in the hall was cheerful. The young wizards ate and drank while bragging about nonsensical things—even though they hadn't been drinking, Andy felt they were already quite drunk.

Take Malfoy from Slytherin, for example. He's talking at length about how he once crashed a Muggle helicopter on a flying broomstick and he's guaranteeing that this year's Quidditch champion will be Slytherin.

Gryffindor was equally determined. Ron claimed that he had flown to the moon on a flying broomstick and encountered terrifying aliens there, fighting them for three hundred rounds.

Andy felt embarrassed for them.

They have utterly disgraced the children of the magical world.

creak-

Halfway through the banquet, Filch pushed open the auditorium door and rushed in in a panic.

His steps were hurried, his expression terrified, and he was completely out of breath. He had clearly run all the way to the auditorium and was now utterly exhausted—plus, he was still shaken.

"Argus!"

Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet, his expression serious, and asked, "What happened?"

The auditorium fell silent, and all eyes turned to Filch.

"Dumbledore..."

Filch said breathlessly, "The eighth floor... a young wizard was attacked... on the eighth floor of the castle."

wow——

The young wizards were immediately alarmed.

Some wanted to escape the auditorium, while others wanted to go to the eighth floor of the castle to check the situation, and the entire auditorium was thrown into chaos.

"Quiet--"

Dumbledore's voice, amplified by the Amplification Charm, resounded throughout the Great Hall. He solemnly declared, "Prefects, maintain order and lead everyone back to their dormitories."

"Professors, come with me to the eighth floor to check out the situation."

After a pause, Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall. "Minerva, take a headcount and see who was absent from the Great Hall during the banquet."

Professor McGonagall nodded with a serious expression.

As Dumbledore led the professors out of the Great Hall, Andy frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

The eighth floor of the castle...

Andy came down from the eighth floor, and the headmaster's office was also on the eighth floor of the castle... Andy and Dumbledore walked down the stairs one after the other, but neither of them noticed anything amiss.

In other words, the attack occurred after the dinner had begun?

That attacker was far too arrogant!

Once Professor McGonagall has finished counting the number of people, whoever is not in the auditorium will be the likely perpetrator of this attack.

Professor McGonagall called over the presidents of the male and female student councils and the prefects of each college, asking them to help count the number of students.

Andy sat on the bench, completely at a loss.

Throughout Hogwarts, everyone except the newly arrived Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Joseph Lady, should be trustworthy.

Moreover, no one had a reason to launch an attack.

However, Joseph Lady arrived at the auditorium very early today and did not leave the auditorium at all during the dinner.

"Andy..."

Hermione leaned closer to Andy and asked in a very low voice, "Did you notice anything when you went downstairs?"

The little witch has grown quite a bit.

If it were Hermione from last year, she would have bluntly asked: Andy, what did you find when you came down from the eighth floor?

Unlike now...

Not only was the voice extremely soft, but the word "eighth floor" was not even mentioned.

"No!"

Andy shook his head and said, "Dumbledore was right behind me, and he didn't notice anything either."

Hermione frowned and said, "It seems we can only identify the murderer after Professor McGonagall has finished counting the number of people."

Andy didn't say anything.

If only things were that simple.

Sure enough, after Professor McGonagall finished counting the number of people, she discovered that only the young wizard who had been attacked and Filch were absent from the Great Hall during the banquet.

Justin Finley—a second-year Hufflepuff wizard and the unfortunate one who was attacked.

Is Filch the killer?

Professor McGonagall clearly did not believe it.

But now, apart from Filch, no other suspects can be found.

The young wizards were buzzing with discussion, feeling that Filch had finally revealed his true colors—he had always wanted to reinstate Hogwarts' system of corporal punishment.

He still keeps the instruments of torture used to punish errant wizards in his office, which he treasures.

The truth has come out!

Regardless of what the professor thinks, the truth has already come to light for the young wizard.

Filch is the murderer who attacked Justin Finley!

Andy and Hermione exchanged a glance, and Hermione asked疑惑地问道, "Why isn't Justin Finley here at the dinner party?"

"And Filch... He may be eccentric, but he has no reason not to attend the dinner party."

It's understandable that the former wouldn't come to the auditorium after being attacked.

But what about Filch?

Why didn't he attend the dinner party?

(End of this chapter)