Chapter 444
This was the first time Maureen heard about these things. He never knew that Professor Francis was tracking down the Scarlet Bloodman and Goodwin when he was still an Auror more than ten years ago.But what exactly Goodwin committed, Maureen had no idea.

It seems that Nicole came to Professor Francis to confirm whether Floyt was the Scarlet Bloodman, and Nicole alone did not even have a chance to make Floyt speak.

"Did you hear that?" Professor Francis came from around the corner and looked at Mo Lin indifferently.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Mo Lin spread his hands. He still felt uncomfortable when facing Professor Francis, but he still had the courage to ask: "Professor, what did the Scarlet Hand do?"

Professor Francis stared at Maureen blankly for a while, and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

"Professor, Sweet is very depressed, I think it is necessary to help him." Morin said.

"You can't get involved in this matter." Professor Francis said indifferently, "Stay well in school and don't think about playing the role of a detective all day long."

Professor Francis turned around and walked towards the stairs. His pace was in a hurry, and the passing students gave way one after another, not daring to block his way, as if avoiding the plague. He quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Maureen looked at the place where Professor Francis left, feeling quite puzzled.

Professor Francis was originally an Auror, far from retiring.According to what Nicole said that day, he should be a very capable Auror who can scare criminals, why would he choose to be a professor at Hogwarts?
Could it be that his coming to Hogwarts as a professor has something to do with Goodwin?
Mo Lin remembered that when he had a private conversation with Floyt, he asked Floyt why he didn't come to Hogwarts to find Sweet. Floyt said he couldn't go to Hogwarts, could it be because of Floyt? Is it because of Professor Francis?

He thought about it for a moment, then quickly ran towards the dormitory.

It was impossible for Maureen not to investigate this matter. No matter what, he felt the need to help Sweet.

Morin wrote a letter in the dormitory, Professor Francis didn't tell him, but Morin and Alton, he told Alton about Sweet's situation, and asked Grandpa about the ins and outs of the scarlet hand.

More than ten years ago, Maureen was still very young at that time, but Alton had worked in the Ministry of Magic, so he should know about it.

But Alton's reply to him only had a few simple words:
——Don't worry about this matter, study hard, don't read.

"Does grandpa know something inside?" Mo Lin looked at Alton's reply and became more and more puzzled.

-

At the end of April, Gryffindor played against Slytherin. For Polk, this was a crucial match, because this match was related to whether Gryffindor still had a chance to win the championship this year.

At present, Ravenclaw ranks first in total points. Although Gryffindor lost to Ravenclaw last time, but because each team wins different points, after a round of points, Gryffindor's points Still ranked second.

"In this game, Maureen acted as a seeker. Only by winning Slytherin by 300 points can we equalize with Ravenclaw in total points, so that we have a chance to play another game with Ravenclaw. If We lose or don't win by 300 points and Ravenclaw will go straight to the championship."

Polk looked at all the players with a heavy face.

This is the last game of the Quidditch regular season this semester. The two teams, Slytherin and Hufflepuff, have been determined to miss this year's Quidditch Cup championship and have been eliminated. Ravenclaw is currently leading by a large score. It is equivalent to a default champion.

If Gryffindor wants to win the championship, he first needs to be 150 points ahead of Slytherin, and then Morin can catch the golden snitch.However, it is too difficult to lead Slytherin by 150 points, especially since there is a very poor state of Sweet in the team.

"If we win Slytherin with 310 points, we'll be the champions this year, right?" James asked from the side.

"Yes—" Polk sighed, knowing without thinking it was going to be difficult, and continued, "This is my last Quidditch game at school this year, and it's very important to me."

Polk is already in seventh grade and will be graduating after this year.This year, Polk has been quite strict with other players, and that's why.

He glanced at Sweet who was curled up in the corner. Sweet and Maureen had always been the core of the team, but after these few games, Sweet's state was really bad, dragging the whole team back.

But Molin has already explained it to everyone. He simply said that something happened to Sweet’s family, which is why he became listless. Molin didn’t elaborate on the specific situation. He just didn’t want Polk and the others to blame Sweet. special.

Polk was more lenient about this kind of thing. After he understood the situation, he didn't say anything to Sweet, but just let Sweet be alone first, and didn't plan to let Sweet play.

But Sweet suddenly raised his head, and there was a strange look in his eyes, that cold and indifferent expression had reappeared on him: "I want to play, Polk."

Everyone looked at Sweet, even Maureen was surprised.

"Sweet, this is not a joke. You have personal problems. I don't blame you, but during the game, if you can't adjust your state, I think-"

Polk tried his best to speak very euphemistically. He didn't know what happened to Sweet's family, but he didn't have the heart to criticize Sweet's recent decadent state of training.

"I'm fine." Sweet pursed his lips, "The first two games were my fault, and I will make it up."

He picked up the broom, surprisingly firm.

Polk froze for a moment, he was still thinking about it, because this game was very important, so he had to make a choice carefully.

Maureen looked at Sweet, and suddenly found that Sweet seemed to be a little different.

"Pocke, give him a chance." Molin said.

Polk hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, if you think it's okay, you can play instead of Diana. I hope everyone can cheer up."

Mrs. Hooch had already blown the assembly whistle outside, and the voice of Hugo's commentary echoed throughout the Quidditch pitch.

Everyone picked up their flying broomsticks and stood at the door, with Maureen and Sweet standing at the back.

"Have you figured it out?" Maureen asked.

"I will take on my own responsibilities." Sweet said in a low voice, "Whether it's for myself or Nim, I can't escape."

Sweet jumped onto the flying broom, and the figure rushed out.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like