The Wizard of Hogwarts is Unscientific.

Chapter 89 Snape, do you have a dog's nose?

According to Andy's previous speculation, Quirrell attacked Malfoy in order to use Malfoy's hospitalization as an opportunity to return to Hogwarts through Malfoy.

However, Quirrell did not return to the castle through Malfoy, but instead hid in the Forbidden Forest.

What was his purpose in attacking Malfoy?

It couldn't possibly be just for retaliation, could it?

Andy quickly thought of something.

During Defense Against the Dark Arts class, when he was passing notes with Malfoy, Malfoy said he would talk to Andy about it privately afterwards.

But the matter was quickly dropped.

Andy had previously suspected that something was wrong with Malfoy, but he hadn't paid much attention to it.

But now, upon closer reflection, Andy realized that something was amiss.

"What if... Malfoy's memories were altered?"

Andy went through the whole thing again.

Quirrell is driven away, Malfoy is attacked, the Ministry of Magic sends people to investigate the fourth-floor corridor, and Professor Don is attacked.

"Um…"

During the time when Malfoy was attacked, everyone's attention was focused on him.

Although Andy did not investigate Malfoy, judging from various clues, Malfoy should be fine.

In other words, Quirrell did not do anything to Malfoy.

Now, several months later, probably few people will pay attention to Malfoy anymore.

To this day, Professor Don's attack in the Forbidden Forest has drawn everyone's attention.

But... what if Quirrell's backup plan is Malfoy?

Andy frowned slightly, feeling somewhat uneasy.

To be fair, Andy didn't consider himself a good person.

However, the attack on Malfoy was indeed inextricably linked to Andy.

If Andy hadn't encouraged Malfoy to drive Quirrell away, Malfoy might still be carefree and at odds with Harry.

Andy doesn't regret his actions. If Malfoy had died, Andy would have felt guilty at most.

But Malfoy isn't dead, and he might even be Quirrell's backup plan...

Andy frowned. Should he help that kid?

"Why!"

Andy sighed. I was too kind-hearted.

Andy decided to write a letter to Dumbledore, reminding him to keep an eye on Malfoy's situation. As for what happened after that, Andy was truly powerless to do anything about it.

As night fell, the Ravenclaw common room was completely empty.

Andy pushed open the door to the boys' dormitory and waved his wand to light the flames in the fireplace.

Andy spread the parchment on the table, dipped a quill in ink, and wrote an anonymous letter to Dumbledore.

After writing the letter, Andy checked it carefully again. Once he was sure there were no problems, Andy extinguished the fire in the fireplace, got up, and left the common room.

Andy tapped his body with his wand, and his figure gradually disappeared.

As Andy descended the stairs, just in case, he planned to mail the letter to Dumbledore that very night.

Da da da—

As soon as Andy reached the fourth floor of the castle, he heard a clear sound of footsteps coming from the empty corridor.

Andy's hair stood on end!

Ta-da!

The footsteps grew closer.

Andy leaned against the wall, pursing his lips and holding his breath. He glanced down and saw that the illusion spell was still in effect.

This relieved Andy.

The Disillusionment Spell will have some weaknesses during movement. However, in the current pitch-black surroundings, the Disillusionment Spell is surprisingly effective.

Even a great wizard of Dumbledore's caliber might not be able to spot Andy in this environment with the naked eye.

Da da—

The footsteps grew closer, and Andy's pupils contracted instantly upon seeing who it was.

It really was Malfoy!

Malfoy didn't seem to be under anyone's control. He was in good spirits, with excitement and fanaticism on his face. He held his wand and swaggered down the dark corridor as if he wasn't worried about being discovered at all.

Andy leaned against the wall, carefully trying not to make a sound.

Malfoy quickly walked to the entrance to the restricted area on the fourth floor, looked around, and then went straight in.

"hiss--"

Andy gasped.

This is definitely not the Imperius Curse. Even if Voldemort at his peak cast the Imperius Curse himself, he couldn't control a person for such a long time.

To control someone with the Soul Reaper's Curse for an extended period of time, the spell must be cast periodically.

If it's not a soul-stealing curse, then it must be memory alteration.

This is a spell even more terrifying than the Imperius Curse.

The Soul-Stealing Curse can at most control a person, but altering memories can completely change a person.

Nobody likes having their memories altered.

Andy hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to follow.

Andy is a coward; he doesn't want to risk his life unless he's absolutely certain.

A person who has died once will not be able to let go of the past; he will only cherish his life more.

Especially since magic exists in this world, Andy wants to live a long life and witness the limits of magic.

"Perhaps... Dumbledore already knows." Andy looked thoughtfully at the portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor.

After feeling the letter in his pocket, Andy thought for a moment and decided to go to the owlhouse to mail it to Dumbledore.

call--

A slight noise suddenly came from the darkness.

Depend on!

Andy cursed under his breath and quickly stood up against the wall.

A dark figure approached silently from afar, its wand glowing with a soft light.

The newcomer had greasy black hair and wore a black wizard's robe. He floated closer in the darkness, like a giant black bat.

It was Snape!

Andy dared not breathe.

It would be fine if Dumbledore caught you, but if Snape caught you, that old bastard would definitely deduct fifty points from your score.

Andy didn't care about losing points or taking the Academy Cup seriously, but he didn't want to die.

"Who?"

Snape paused, looking around suspiciously, his high, hooked nose twitching slightly.

Are you a dog? How come you have such a keen sense of smell?

Andy didn't believe he could smell it and leaned against the wall without saying a word.

Snape sniffed twice before finally fixing his gaze on the area where Andy was standing.

He pointed his wand at the area. "Who's there? Come out!"

This is why Snape didn't directly intervene at Hogwarts, fearing he might hurt the young wizards.

If this were when he was a Death Eater, he would have just used a Thunder Explosion to attack.

Seeing that he could no longer hide, Andy tapped himself with his wand, dispelling the illusion spell.

"Collins?"

Snape didn't seem surprised; in fact, he seemed slightly excited. "What are you doing here?"

Ravenclaw is currently leading in the House Cup standings. If he deducts a few dozen points from Andy, wouldn't Slytherin win seven consecutive championships?

In the magical world, seven is a magical number.

Snape dreamed of achieving a seven-peat.

(End of this chapter)