Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

Stephen stood in front of the portrait and watched the three principals playing wizard chess together, while Rowan stared at the two principals who were still arguing.

"Daisy, what you said makes no sense at all. You have to know that until now, magic is still a subject that Menyinai has no experience in."

After hearing this, Stephen turned his head and looked at the portrait of Principal Trimble, "But Principal, if you compile teaching materials based only on experience, the errors will be huge."

"Besides, principals, you have gone too far." Rowan finally found the opportunity to speak, wanting to bring the topic back.

"Oh, I'm very sorry. Kenna, I thought if you want to find records of werewolf transformation, why not go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries and look for it?"

"Principal Derwent, if I can retrieve information at will, do I still need to come here to ask you and Principal Trimble for advice?" Rowan looked at Principal Derwent helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you are only a first-year wizard." Principal Derwent looked at Rowan apologetically, "But I think I can ask them to send the information."

"That's great, thank you Principal Derwent." Rowan looked very happy, he smiled and thanked Principal Derwent.

Principal Derwent just nodded and disappeared from the portrait.

Not long after, Principal Derwent came back, "I have already told the dean, and they will send you the relevant information as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Principal Derwent, and Principal Trimble. You have provided me with great help."

"It's nothing, Kenner. Solve the werewolf problem as soon as possible so that wizards and werewolves can coexist better. Everyone should be equal. This is also one of the principles of Hogwarts." Principal Derwent said waved his hand.

"This pedantic concept should be stripped away." The disheveled principal removed the rag from his mouth and shouted.

"Shut up, Black." Principal Derwent walked to the portrait where he was and sealed his mouth again. "No one will think you are mute if you don't speak."

"Okay, two little guys, I think the purpose of your trip has been completed. It's time to leave." Principal Trimbu spoke.

Stephen walked up to Rowan, "Thank you principals, and we'll take our leave."

After the two left, the principals returned to their respective portrait frames and discussed.

"Why do you think Dumbledore believes so much that they can solve the werewolf problem? This problem has been confusing the wizarding world for a long time."

"Time will tell everything, right? We also have enough time to test their results."

"No matter what Dumbledore thinks, our duty is to assist the current headmaster to the best of our ability."

The two people who left could only hear the noise in the principal's office again. The stone statue at the door of the principal's office seemed to be sleeping, paying no attention to their passing.

"Stephen, I have to go to the library." Rowan left in a hurry after leaving these words.

Stephen looked at the impatient Rowan, shook his head, and walked in the corridor while humming a tune.

As Stephen walked, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a scene in a corner of a corridor.

"That's it." Stephen adjusted his eyes and took a closer look at the distance. "It looks like Ben. Who is he chatting with?"

Stephen felt that the person opposite Ben didn't look like a first-year student, although that person looked a little taller than Ben.

He was a little curious, but his reason told him not to pry into other people's chats.

Stephen just stood in the corridor and watched for a while, and then left.

And in the corner of the corridor where Stephen saw, the young man opposite Ben looked at Ben with a smile.

"Mr. Copper, you did a good job. I think your family is safe for the time being, but if you want them to stay safe, you have to continue to do what I tell you."

Ben nodded tremblingly, "I will, I hope you won't hurt my family."

"Don't worry, I'm not like the noseless idiot you are afraid of. I am very trustworthy." The man snapped his fingers, and a house elf appeared and disappeared with him.

Ben slowly squatted on the ground and covered his face with his hands, as if to block the tears in his eyes.

After a while, Ben stood up slowly, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and then left the corridor alone.

Stephen thought about what Merula told him about what happened in the courtyard.

"There seems to be some mystery in Ben, and I never seem to have heard of Ben having other friends. Maybe I should ask Penny and Martin to find out."

Stephen returned to Ravenclaw Tower. After answering the knocker's question, he walked into the common room. At this time, there was no one else in the common room except him.

"That's just right." Stephen nodded while looking at the empty lounge, "It also saves you the trouble of having to go to the Room of Requirement later."

Stephen came to his usual seat and sat down, took out a few pieces of parchment, and began to complete the unfinished homework.

The Whomping Willow,

The door of the secret passage was opened, and Chiara walked out of the secret passage. She looked scarred and pale.

Madam Pomfrey, who had been waiting at the Whomping Willow for a long time, hurried forward and took out the fresh food she had prepared and sprinkled it on the visible wounds on Chiara's body.

"Miss Loboska, are you feeling okay? I think it is necessary for you to go to the campus hospital for observation." Madam Pomfrey put away the fresh food and took out a bottle of healing potion and handed it to Chiara.

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Chiara took the healing potion and took a sip. She frowned and then swallowed the potion. "Werewolves have strong self-healing abilities, as you should know. "

"Of course, but according to my observation, the self-healing ability of young werewolves is similar to that of adult wizards." Madam Pomfrey did not force it, she just said.

"Okay, I think we have to go. It's quite dangerous to stay in the Whomping Willow. No one knows when it will start attacking again."

Chiara nodded: "Okay, Madam Pomfrey."

Seeing the tired look on Chiara's face and her haggard walking posture, Madam Pomfrey handed her hand to her.

"Let me hold your hand, you look very haggard."

Chiara did not object, but obediently extended her hand to Madam Pomfrey, and the two left the Whomping Willow and walked towards the school.

"Let me think about adding aconite at the end," a black-robed wizard who was boiling the medicine muttered in a low voice, "then stir five times and boil for another thirty seconds."

"Bang" However, less than ten seconds later, the crucible exploded, and the black-robed wizard blocked the impact of the explosion with a magic spell.

"Merlin's leg hair failed again. Wait, leg hair haha, it's there, we should add some werewolf things."

The black-robed wizard quickly wrote something in a notebook on the experimental table, and then hurriedly left his laboratory.