Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 27 027
In the potions class of the first grade this afternoon, the fact that two Slytherin girls fell ill one after another made Hogwarts completely fried.

According to the first-year students who were in the class together, if Professor Snape hadn't used magic quickly, the two girls might have been thrown into a cauldron full of scalding scabies water.

Not to mention the magic of how two girls can squeeze into a cauldron, Hogwarts students are always in the habit of exaggerating what they see.

In short, after Madam Pomfrey confirmed that the symptoms of the two girls were similar to those of Caitlin Roll, they were immediately sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries by the professors without hesitation.

At the same time, a palpable sense of panic quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.

Rumors abound among the students that a horrific contagion like no one has ever seen is ravaging Hogwarts right now, and no one knows who will be the next unlucky one to be infected.

Under such circumstances, many students could not sit still. They used owls to send letters to their own homes, asking their parents and family members to take them home from school.

At this time, Scott was walking alone in the chaotic castle.

He knew that the professors would soon act to restrain the current disorder in the school, but he had to take advantage of the chaos to do one thing and completely eliminate the hidden danger.

In the corridor leading to the basement of the castle, three worried Slytherin students hurried past.

"I've written to my dad! He'll take me home as quickly as possible!"

Draco Malfoy, covering his face with a dark green scarf, exclaimed.

"My dad will too!"

"And my dad!"

His two followers immediately echoed loudly.

They were Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe, two boys who appeared to be related to trolls.

At this time, the image of the two of them was more exaggerated than that of Malfoy. The dark green scarves tightly wrapped their big heads, revealing only the eyes that were squeezed into gaps by the fat.

The three Slytherin boys were all flustered, and they didn't notice that Scott, who was also hurried not far away, disappeared completely after passing a thick colonnade.

"Come on! Crabbe, Goyle!" Malfoy quickened his pace. "Then we must stay in the common room quietly and wait for our father to pick us up."

The three boys began to run away.

Using the Disillusionment Charm to hide his figure, Scott unhurriedly followed behind them all the way to the ground, and finally came to the door of the Slytherin common room.

Scott leaned back against the wall beside him, watching the three boys shout out the password to open the door.

At this point, he had reconnected with the bat that had been left in Traverse's dorm last night, but it wasn't enough for him to command the bat to move.

After the three of Malfoy entered the common room, Scott gently took out his wand and waved it slightly.

"Super perceptive."

With the help of the Super Sensation Charm, Scott sensed the movement of the bat hanging in the folds of the bed curtain in that bedroom.

It flapped its wings in the empty bedroom, passed through the hidden owl passage in the ceiling, and flew out of the common room.

"Disappeared without a trace."

Scott raised his wand and cast a Vanishing Charm on the bat, then turned and walked away.

Under the blessing of the Super Sense Charm, he had already sensed that Snape's magic was coming towards him.

Thanks for the intricate passages inside Hogwarts Castle.Scott walked quickly into the twisty passage in the dungeon on the other side, avoiding the possibility of meeting Snape in advance.

Only when Scott finally returned to the Ravenclaw common room again, he was caught by Professor Flitwick.

"Oh! Where have you been, Scott."

Professor Flitwick looked a little haggard, and the anxious expression on his face had not disappeared, but he was immediately relieved when he saw him.

"Sorry, Professor."

Scott saw Professor Flitwick's appearance, and some guilt surged in his heart.

"You shouldn't be running around anymore at this time."

Flitwick criticized him a few words, but did not delve into the question of where he had gone.

"Dumbledore has taken this matter seriously, and today the professors will thoroughly investigate this matter. Just stay in the dormitory and don't go out. I have informed the prefects." He hurriedly explained a few more things. The sentence left.

Scott could feel Professor Flitwick's confidence in him, which made his guilt a little stronger.

But it's just guilt, he won't regret it.

Scott looked around. At this time, there were not many people gathered in the Ravenclaw common room. It was obvious that most of the students were hiding in the dormitory.

He saw the couple Dylan and Kayla.

Kyra sat on the sofa sobbing, Dylan crouched in front of her and took her hand.

"Don't worry, Kayla." Dylan comforted his girlfriend softly. "So far, only three people have symptoms. This may not be an infectious disease."

"No, this is an infectious disease, like I said at noon!" Kayla was already terrified, she never knew she had the gift of "prophecy".

Scott walked past the couple.

Of course he wouldn't use a widespread contagious virus.

Scott returned to his bedroom through the stairs behind the statue of the academy founder Rowena Ravenclaw.

He pushed open the bedroom door, and Milton immediately stood up to greet him, "You're back, Scott. I'm worried, but Roger said he didn't need to go to you."

Although Scott was accustomed to Milton's sentimental personality, he was taken aback by his red eyes.

"I'm fine, Milton, thank you," he thanked dryly.

"You'll be fine."

Milton smiled and sighed in a low voice: "What happens to Hogwarts when this happens?"

"Don't worry, Milton. It'll be fine, our Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick are fully capable of handling these matters," Roger said.

He was lying in bed with one leg crossed, flipping through a Quidditch magazine, and unlike Milton, he remained optimistic about the situation.

Eddie, another member of the dormitory, was sorting through his pile of bottles and jars of merchandise.

"I think that's a good thing," he said.

Facing the gazes of others gathered on him, Eddie continued: "We all know that the three girls were usually very close together. Whatever the reason for their downfall, the same symptoms said a lot."

Scott understood what he meant.

"You mean, as long as the professors make every effort to investigate the cause of their illness, the pure-blooded witch group organized by Travers will be completely exposed to their eyes."

"That's right." Eddie said with a smile. "At that time, we won't have to spend our energy staring at a group of lower-grade female students."

(End of this chapter)