Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 174 Too sleepy

"Walker, this is not the time to joke around." Principal McGonagall raised his voice, "You can't avoid this problem by being tired. We all know that strong brain refreshers work."

"Is that so?" Mo Lin's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"How dare you sleep in front of the principal?" Professor Francis said indifferently.

"Well, I shouldn't dare to... huh... huh..."

Maureen started snoring before he finished speaking.

"Molin? Molin?" Professor Kane shook Molin slightly.

Maureen replied in a daze.

"Is he really asleep?"

Several professors looked at each other in blank dismay, no one thought that Mo Lin would sleep in front of everyone, especially in front of the headmaster, not giving any face, it was too bold.

Professor Theodore walked to Mo Lin's side, tapped Mo Lin's arm with his wand, and a purple light sank into Mo Lin's body.

"Strange? The powerful brain refresher is gone in his body, and there is no trace of the medicine." Professor Theodore was extremely surprised, this was the first time he had seen such a situation.

"He may be exhausted. After all, last night he had to deal with a powerful wizard like Payingaed. Why don't we let him go back and sleep first?" Professor Flitwick suggested, he has always been more patient with students.

Principal McGonagall shook his head: "No, if this matter is true, then how to deal with Payngade is imminent and cannot be delayed. One more minute of delay will give Payingaid one more minute to realize his conspiracy. We must know what Molin touched. Are you aware of Payngade's weaknesses?"

But Maureen snored very evenly and ignored everyone at all, leaving every professor helpless.

Dumbledore said in the nearby painting: "Strong brain refresher won't work for him. If it were me, I would give him a sip of iced lemonade."

"Is this useful, Mr. Dumbledore?" Principal McGonagall raised his glasses in doubt, and said, "This Muggle drink will work better than a strong brain refresher?"

The other professors didn't believe that Muggle drinks could work either, and there was nothing like Professor Theodore's potion for refreshing.

"It might work, why not try it?" Dumbledore said cheerfully, "I really like Muggle drinks."

Although Principal McGonagall felt that Dumbledore's suggestion was unreliable, she still yelled "Lulu", and the house elf soon appeared in the office, and Principal McGonagall asked him to bring the iced lemonade.

Professor Kane gave Mo Lin a sip of iced lemonade, and Mo Lin slowly opened his eyes.

"What did I miss?" Maureen yawned, he felt a little more energetic, at least not as sleepy as before.

"Oh, you are all here." Mo Lin stretched again.

All the professors looked at Mo Lin strangely, quite maddened.Several of their professors couldn't wait to know the truth, but Maureen openly slept in front of them, and then looked innocent and sleepy.

But they still have nothing to do with Mo Lin.

Professor Francis said in the usual death sentence-like voice: "Walker, what you just said is not the answer we want. Payngade, who has been dead for hundreds of years, is alive in the painting. It's hard for people to accept, we need more information to understand him, and this matter has something to do with you, you should be more serious, why did Payingade deliberately attack you?"

"What did I just say..."

Mo Lin rubbed his temples, thinking that it must be because he drank too much Longyan cold repellent last night that made him sleepy. It seems that the sequelae of drinking too much of that thing are obvious.

Professor Francis' face darkened even more, but Professor Kane told Morin what he had just said.

"Did I say these words just now? Well, let me think about it..." Maureen said wearily: "Professor Francis, this is what I want to know too, I don't know why that guy wanted to attack me , if you don’t believe me, Professor Charles was there last night, you can ask him.”

Maureen pointed to the equally serious Professor Charles sitting beside him.

Professor Charles shook his head: "I haven't figured out many things. I only saw that you drank a potion, and then Payngade became afraid of your flame. What is that potion?"

Dumbledore on the wall suddenly answered for Molin: "It's a dragon flame repellent, a potion made with dragon flames. Drinking too much at once will make the flames in your body run wild. Molin is that." That's how you dealt with Payngade."

"Cold repellant? Is there anyone who can use the fire of a fire dragon to make a potion? I've never heard of it." Professor Francis said, "As far as I know, no one can control the fire of a fire dragon. That's even Even Professor Odo can't do it?"

"It really doesn't work." Professor Theodore, who is proficient in potions, admitted.

"Oh, Francis, you don't have to take the things in the painting seriously. If you were there at the time, you could have defeated Payngade by drinking that anti-cold potion. That kind of potion is easy to work with Payingade." Dumbledore Said kindly, and winked at Maureen inadvertently.

Dumbledore seemed to be trying to smooth things over for Maureen, concealing the fact that there was some power in Maureen.Mo Lin immediately understood, and said, "That's right, Professor Francis, if you were in the painting last night, if you drank the super invincible flame potion, you should be the protagonist."

Professor Francis stared at Maureen with his "death gaze", and didn't believe Maureen's words, and was going to use his "death gaze" to threaten Maureen to tell the truth.

But Maureen yawned again.

Professor Francis didn't look very happy.

Professor Charles on the side frowned. He remembered some of Payngade's words, and things were not that simple.But Professor Charles didn't say anything, just glanced at Maureen thoughtfully.

"Then why did Payngade think it was you? Why did he regard you as a reborn person?" Professor Francis asked again without giving up. The questions he asked were always tricky and to the point.

"I don't know, maybe I'm pleasing to the eye!" Mo Lin spread his hands and took another sip of the iced lemon.

"Molin, we are helping you now. If Payngade's target must be you, then we need to protect you at all times! You should tell us the truth." Principal McGonagall said.

"I'm telling the truth. Payngade also chose Hugo and the other six, didn't he? He just picked a few people who could satisfy his rebirth magic, and I happened to be one of them." Mo Lin felt that iced lemons were very useful. He continued, "You should investigate what is the dark enlightenment, see if there is any way to stop him, and destroy his paintings by the way. Before he can leave as he wants, destroying his paintings is the most important thing."

Payngade must now be hiding in a painting again, and just destroying his painting would in some ways eliminate him.

Principal McGonagall straightened a book on the table, and then said: "You said that I have already written to the Ministry of Magic, but this matter is far from as simple as you imagined, Maureen, just relying on your testimony Not enough, you are just a minor."

"Professor Charles was there too! Headmaster Dumbledore saw it too."

"Mr. Dumbledore is the person in the painting, and his testimony is invalid. As for Professor Charles, let me put it this way, the things you told are too unbelievable. Professor Charles doesn't know much, just based on what Professor Charles saw, It's hard to be convincing," Principal McGonagall said.

Professor Charles also said: "We haven't got the most critical evidence, Maureen, you can think about it, if you ran empty-handed and told the Ministry of Magic that Voldemort was resurrected, would they believe it? They would just treat it as It's a nonsense joke. Not to mention that Payingaid is different from Voldemort, Payingaid has been dead for hundreds of years, and when he was alive, he was an artist respected by everyone, not a dark wizard."

Maureen also realized this, and suddenly it was really difficult to convince everyone that a highly respected artist who advocated harmonious coexistence between Muggles and wizards was actually an evil wizard preparing to kill students by any means.

(End of this chapter)