A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 269 Suspect

Upon being notified by the prefect, Dumbledore arrived at the scene, followed by a large group of professors.

After he examined the handwriting, he waved his wand, and Filch floated up.

"Come with me, William, I need your help," he said softly. "Oh, and Mr. Potter too."

Lockhart stepped forward eagerly.

"My office is the closest to here, and the principal—here—you can—"

"Thank you, Gilderoy." Dumbledore shook his head. "But your office won't do. I think Filch needs a bed."

"That's right, Headmaster. There are too many dangerous magical items in my office that are not conducive to the preservation of corpses."

Lohat nodded, somewhat excited, as if he had found incredible material for a novel.

Professor McGonagall and Snape followed, while the other teachers left with their students.

Hermione didn't leave. After handing the bobo tea to Anne, she followed closely behind William.

Mrs. Lorris was also with Filch.

The group arrived at the school hospital, where Mrs. Pomfrey gasped in surprise, covering her mouth.

"Where's Merlin? What happened?!"

"An attack! I think a dark wizard attacked poor Filch. But it's alright, the danger is over, I'm here."

Lockhart was jumping around, already immersing himself in the character of the new book.

Mrs. Pomfrey will obviously be portrayed in the book as a flustered, indecisive, and somewhat annoying head nurse.

Dumbledore placed Filch on a bed and began to examine him carefully.

Harry shrank back in fear, silently telling William and Hermione, "It's none of my business."

Harry quickly shut up; Snape's dark eyes were staring straight into his, making him very uncomfortable.

Harry's intuition told him that Snape wanted to gouge out his eyes.

What deep-seated hatred and grudge could there be!

Do you hate my eyes that much?

Harry remembered William saying that Professor Snape's hairline was a bit dangerous... Harry was willing to give Snape his hair so that he could make a beautiful wig.

Why bother picking on his eyes?

Dumbledore bent over, the tip of his long, hooked nose almost touching Filch's wound.

In the short time that followed, the wound had completely healed, and the blood that had congealed on the outside of the wound had also completely solidified.

He touched it lightly, and it turned into a reddish-brown powder.

Dumbledore's pupils contracted sharply.

seem,

Confusing.

He scrutinized Filch carefully through his crescent-shaped glasses, his long index finger, like a stick, poking and prodding Filch's body repeatedly.

Lockhart hovered around them, offering suggestions incessantly.

"It must be the Unforgivable Curse—Avada Kedavra killed Filch—I've seen others use this curse many times, and I have a lot of experience with this kind of death curse."

It's a real shame I wasn't there, otherwise Filch could have survived like Harry, though he'd have a lightning bolt scar on his chest...

"...I remember something very similar happened in Ouagadougou," Lockhart said, "a series of attacks, which are detailed in my autobiography."

At the time, I provided Muggles with all sorts of amulets, which solved the problem immediately…”

"Filch is not dead," Dumbledore said.

Lockhart was counting how many murders he had prevented when...

It suddenly stopped.

"He's not dead?"

"He's just unconscious, he'll wake up in a bit!" Dumbledore said.

"Ah! Just as I predicted!" Lockhart said.

Snape stood behind them, half his body hidden in the shadows, and his gaze finally shifted from Harry to Lockhart.

His expression was very strange; he was desperately trying to stop himself from laughing.

seem,

Having such a colleague is not bad.

At least I'll be happy.

"Harry, what did you do to Filch?!"

After Lockhart was slapped in the face at lightning speed, he also noticed the smile on Snape's face and began to change the subject, turning his attention to Harry.

"I didn't touch Filch at all!" Harry shouted. "When I got there, Filch was already lying on the ground."

"Heh heh, but I remember Filch reported you a few days ago, saying you colluded with Peeves and broke the Vanishing Cabinet. You might be holding a grudge..."

Everyone turned their attention to Harry.

Lockhart is right, Harry is clearly the prime suspect.

"No, I had just finished Quidditch training and I was covered in mud."

Filch took me into his office and tried to handcuff me. He even pulled out a whip, and then Nick rescued me.

Harry quickly explained it again.

It turns out that Nick had Peeves smash a cabinet on the ground to save Harry, thus attracting Filch away.

On that same day, the nearly headless Nick invited Harry to his death anniversary party.

But what surprised William the most was that Hogwarts actually had a vanishing cabinet?

He immediately thought of the vanishing cabinet at the Bojin store.

Could the two be a couple?

If so, how did the other one end up at the Bojin store?

William decided to find some time to investigate.

"Excuse me, Headmaster," Snape said.

"Of course," Dumbledore nodded.

"Perhaps Potter just shouldn't have been there at that time," Snape said, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as if he had deep doubts about it.

"But we did encounter a series of questions. Why did he go up to the corridor? Why didn't he attend the Halloween party?"

"I went to Nick's death anniversary party... there were hundreds of ghosts who can vouch for me—"

"But then what? Why didn't you come to the banquet?" Snape said, his dark eyes gleaming in the candlelight. "Why did you go up to the upper corridor?"

"Because—because—" Harry lied, "I'm tired and want to go to sleep."

Dumbledore looked at Harry with some disappointment.

This was not the answer he wanted to hear.

William also shook his head slightly. Harry's lying skills were really too bad, at least dozens of times worse than Cedric's Hagrid.

It seems Cho will be tricked by Cedric sooner or later, and Harry has no chance.

How can someone who can lie so convincingly deserve a girlfriend?

Snape smiled dismissively; he was a master liar.

"Obviously, our boy who survived is not telling us the truth. I suggest giving him some small doses of serum... like truth serum."

That way, we can even find out who he likes.

Before Professor McGonagall could say anything, Lockhart jumped in and loudly objected, "Merlin, using Veritaserum without authorization is illegal! We can't do that!"

Dumbledore said softly, "Of course, I never advocate the use of truth serum."

And as long as Harry isn't proven guilty, he's innocent, Severus.

Snape snorted coldly.

Dumbledore pondered for a moment before finally asking a crucial question.

"Mr. Weasley, Harry, I noticed Ron wasn't with you tonight."

you,

"Weren't you always inseparable?"

Harry was startled; he suddenly remembered that Ron had been taken away by Filch.

Now that Filch is in trouble, I wonder if Ron is in trouble too?

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