Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 603 Magic Traces
At night, Maureen found Rose in the library, and Rose's help was needed for this matter.

"What did you say you were looking for?"

When Rose saw Sweet and Hugo, she looked very unhappy. She first gave Hugo a look, and then gave Sweet a hard look.

"Rose, think carefully about where you walked that day. We need to search for the places you walked." Hugo said carelessly, "Help you catch the murderer!"

"Just you?" Rose looked at Hugo proudly, her eyes full of suspicion.

"It's Maureen, Sweet, and me!" Hugo corrected without thinking.

"Maureen, I have a suggestion for you." Rose's eyes swept between Hugo and Sweet, "If you want to find out the truth, you must stay away from these two people."

"Hey, we are helping you!" Hugo said dissatisfied.

"The two of you will only help!" Rose was not polite at all, and even Sweet slapped her severely.

"At least we won't talk nonsense." Sweet responded lightly.

Rose stared at Sweet angrily: "What are you talking about!"

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way." Sweet spoke very simply.

"You—" Rose was furious, "You lead the way if you say so, so what have I become? Where did you get the confidence—"

"Help me, this spell will take effect only if you cooperate." Maureen interrupted Rose's anger.

Rose gave Sweet another gouged look, and then turned around and walked towards the second floor with big strides: "Listen to me, you two, I only agreed because Maureen helped me that day, you two don't opinionated."

"It's okay, I'm happy."

Hugo was secretly laughing behind him, always happy to see Rose deflated, and his happiness was always very simple.

Rose walked along the History of Magic classroom from the stairs on the second floor, and she said as she walked, "I've told the professors many times, they almost searched the toilets, and found nothing, but it's the secret room. There seems to be something there, I don't know, anyway, don't have too much hope—"

She said at the door of the History of Magic classroom: "I was going to enter the classroom, but when I got here I decided to go to the toilet, so I walked forward."

"Did you meet other people at this time?" Mo Lin asked.

"Yes, but I don't remember who it is, probably a few boys from the lower grades, who knows what their names are." Rose said.

"So at this time, you haven't been enchanted yet." Sweet said.

Rose glanced unkindly at Sweet, who was right, if she was enchanted in this place, people would know about it and wouldn't wait for her to come out of the toilet.

But Rose pretended not to hear what Sweet said, and continued walking until she reached the end of the corridor, turned a corner, and said, "Then here it is, and I haven't met anyone for a while."

There is another corridor at the corner, which is a little dark here, and the light from the window is only a little bit in. Walking about ten meters ahead is the women's toilet where Myrtle is. The last time Rose was blocked at the corner. .

"So it seems that the only place where you are casted with magic is the women's toilet?" Mo Lin said in a deep voice.

"Probably." Rose nodded.

"Then we don't need to call her at all." Sweet said lightly, "She was attacked after going into the toilet."

Rose gritted her teeth and said, "Believe me, I don't want to come with you, you self-righteous face with a paralyzed face!"

"My name is Sweet, not a paralyzed face." Sweet said indifferently.

"What it's called is none of my business!"

Rose glanced domineeringly at the door of the women's toilet, and said, "But now the toilet is protected, and none of us can get in, and the professors have searched many places. This toilet has also been cast with various detection spells." , do you really think you are better than the professor and Uncle Harry?"

"Rose, don't be too narrow-minded." Hugo said proudly, "Molin found a new test method, which requires a flame spell to detect it. Have the professors used the flame spell to detect it?"

"Fire Curse?" Rose looked at Maureen puzzled.

"You know that any magic will leave traces after it is cast, right? Some are just left by smoke powder, some are a scratch mark, or a wave of magic breath. You won't find these if you don't look carefully. All kinds of corresponding detection spells will do."

Mo Lin pulled out his wand and continued to explain: "Some magic traces need to be exposed at low temperatures, some need to use special potions or use those slugs with a keen sense of smell, and some need to be displayed under hot conditions. You should understand this, right?"

"I know this, my mother told me-oh, you mean, the traces left by the black magic that attacked me need to be searched with a fire spell?" Rose was surprised. Not unfamiliar.

"Yes, ordinary traces of magic can be detected with a simple revealing spell, but this fear magic is very special. I've seen it in books. If you use the flame spell—"

Maureen's wand had spewed out a stream of flames, and the flames condensed in the air, forming a fireball, which floated above Rose's head, burning violently.

"This fireball will follow you, and it needs your cooperation to work. You try to go through the route you took that day. The toilet was checked by the professors, but I don't think they did it in the corridor outside." Molin said .

"I really don't like being chased by a ball of fire."

Although Rose had a lot of doubts in her heart, she still started to walk back from the toilet door, and the fireball followed her.

Immediately, Hugo exclaimed, and the others saw it too.

On the ceiling five meters away to the left of the toilet door, a small magic mark suddenly appeared. It was a magic mark where W was pierced by an arrow!

"Then what does the appearance of this mark mean?" Rose asked in amazement.

All eyes fell on Maureen.

Mo Lin didn't speak, but turned and left expressionlessly. His pace was fast, and he seemed unwilling to stop for a moment.

"Wait, what does it mean? Who cast this magic?" Rose shouted from behind.

Sweet said meaningfully: "It means he has confirmed one thing."

"Prove what? Does he already know who attacked me?"

Rose still didn't understand, and this only proved that someone had cast some imperceptible black magic on her, but no one figured out what the black magic was.

"Don't ask." Hugo signaled Rose not to yell, "He is in a bad mood now, this is not good news for him, and he is not willing to accept this result."

"Do you two know something?" Rose asked with her waist in the air, "You face paralyzed, tell me!"

Sweet glanced at Rose lightly, turned around and strode away.

"Painted face, what kind of attitude do you have! Come back—damn it!" Rose turned around and stared at Hugo angrily, "Hugo, what do you know?"

Hugo spread his hands helplessly: "I'm sorry, I promised Mo Lin not to say anything."

Hugo also left with Sweet, leaving Rose annoyed.

(End of this chapter)