Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

Screaming Shack.

This abandoned house is located on the outskirts of Hogsmeade and is very dilapidated inside and out.

No outsider has ever been able to break in here, not even ghosts.

Because this place is protected by various magic spells and is safe and private.

In addition, over the years, there have been ghost-like screams and howls from time to time, which frightened the villagers of Hogsmeade. Naturally, no one would visit this "haunted house".

But today, this long-silent house was packed with people, not as lively as a "haunted house."

The dusty room had mottled walls and the remains of broken furniture everywhere.

Judging from the obvious scratches on their bodies, they seemed to have been torn apart by some large beast.

However, no one is paying attention to this at the moment.

Because what was happening in front of them attracted everyone's attention - a mouse, like a quick shot of observing the growth of trees, first grew a human head, then limbs, and finally a man wringing his hands in fear. Instead of the mouse, he stood where the mouse was just now.

This man was very short, not much taller than Harry and Hermione, and looked like an obese person who had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.

His thin, light hair was unkempt and he had a large bald spot on the top of his head.

The skin looked very dirty, almost like the fur of the previous mouse, and his pointed nose and watery eyes still had the characteristics of a mouse.

He looked at the people around him, his eyes looking around hastily, and his breathing was rapid and weak.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were stunned by the scene before them.

The room was quiet for a second. Before Lupine spoke, a chuckle sounded first:

"Haha, this is really a touching gathering of old friends."

Suddenly, Lupine and Sirius quickly became vigilant.

A few minutes ago, they had just been attacked once by Snape wearing an invisibility cloak, but they did not expect that they would be attacked a second time so soon.

However, this time the sneak attacker did not seem to intend to strike first, but instead directly showed his body.

The next moment, Cassandra suddenly appeared in front of them, wearing Slytherin uniform.

"Cassandra Warley!" Hermione instantly raised her wand and pointed it at her.

Harry and Ron, who were still nauseous and queasy, reacted a moment slowly, but the next second they also raised their wands.

"Why are you so serious?" Kassandra crossed her arms and turned a blind eye to their hostility.

"What do you want to do?" Hermione asked sharply.

"Don't be anxious. Shouldn't all the actors be in place before the curtain opens?" Cassandra laughed and turned towards a corner. "Do you think so, Mr. Principal?"

Several people subconsciously followed Cassandra's line of sight in astonishment, and then they saw the air in that corner calm for half a second, and then Dumbledore's figure emerged.

"Excellent illusion spell."

Cassandra's applause and lack of true feelings of praise echoed in everyone's ears, but they were still immersed in unbelievable emotions. They always felt that the world had changed in this half minute, and that it had changed in the blink of an eye. Very strange.

Just like that, the atmosphere in the room visibly solidified for a few seconds.

During this period, a mouse-like figure had been secretly moving towards the only exit.

Suddenly, a "bang" sound woke everyone up.

Then they saw snake-like ribbons erupting from the tip of Dumbledore's wand, tying up Peter Pettigrew, just like Snape had done to Lupin just now.

Speaking of Snape, the poor guy was still unconscious.

"Peter, I think you'd better stay here until it's over, don't you?" Dumbledore said quietly.

"Uh huh..." Because his mouth was also wrapped, Peter Pettigrew could only whimper.

But Dumbledore's eyes had moved away from him and fell on Sirius.

Sirius lowered his head in pain.

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then focused all his attention on Cassandra.

Seeing this, Cassandra smiled silently.

"I thought you would change, Amon." Dumbledore looked at her and said expressionlessly, "I really think so, I even considered whether to let you re-enter Hogwarts."

"What?! She's Amon?!" Harry and the other three exclaimed.

But Dumbledore was not affected by them and continued to narrate with a solemn expression:

"I noticed someone sneaking into the tower where the 'Book of Admission' is stored, so I asked Minerva to keep an eye out for any problems while guiding the new students who had not yet enrolled. Unfortunately, Minerva found nothing."

"Later, Fudge was assassinated, Voldemort was suspected of returning, Sirius escaped from prison, and the entire wizarding society was in chaos."

"Then, Albert Nott did something that brought you to my attention again."

"I never like to speculate on others with the utmost malice, but I have to make an exception this time."

As he spoke, Dumbledore's expression gradually became sad, but his eyes behind his half-moon glasses became more and more profound and firm.

"Because I can't imagine how horrible you would be and the damage you would do to the world in the future if you did everything."

After he finished speaking, Lupin and the others stood beside him silently, dragging the unconscious Snape with them.

As for their expressions, they were so shocked that they lost the ability to manage their expressions, and each of them seemed to have lost their soul.

Therefore, from a standpoint, Cassandra became a loner and the target of public criticism.

But she didn't care at all. She listened to Dumbledore's words with great interest, raised her hands and clapped, with a strange smile on her lips, and said:

"Bold assumptions and careful verification are the attitudes we should have when dealing with unknown enemies."

"But I don't know if you have ever thought about how strong I would be if I did everything. Are you sure you can defeat me?"

To this, Dumbledore responded calmly:

"At least you're weaker than your future self."

"Ha, he is indeed the most powerful white wizard of this century who has defeated two generations of Dark Lords. His awareness and confidence are indeed extraordinary."

Cassandra shook her head with a smile, and then said as if she remembered something: "Oh, please forgive me for comparing your best friend to Voldemort. After all, in the eyes of the outside world, they are the same, right?"

Dumbledore did not answer the question, but clenched the wand in his hand, as if he might take action at any time.

But Cassandra still didn't move. She raised her chin slightly, glanced at Harry and others from the corner of her eyes, and reminded "kindly":

"Aren't you going to send them out?"

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