Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Soul was found in the shadow of a corner on the left corridor of the third floor that was hard to notice.

The poor kid was forced to play the game of you, me, and you with a few red-eyed fire-gray snakes when Sur found him.

Cleanly freeze the fire ash snake into ice cubes and then crush it.

"The curse stops..." Soul frowned and helped Neville up, "Why are you here, and who used the freezing curse on you."

What answered Soul was Neville's slate-grey face, his eyes empty and desperate. On the other hand, his body couldn't help but shiver due to the long cold. Even though spring had begun and the air had warmed up slightly, the coldness in the middle of the night was still there. It's still very cold on the plateau.

God knows if Neville, the kid, would have broken down in a flickering corridor, with a few ash snakes touching his face, and the constant air-conditioning blowing.

It is understandable that normal people would be psychologically affected by being treated like this.

Soul sighed, conjured a blue bellflower, and moved it towards Neville.

See if this can help Neville recover. If not, he will have to send him to Madam Pomfrey.

It's been a while.

The warm blue flames finally made Neville's face no longer as gray as a corpse, and regained a little bit of rosiness.

He turned his neck dully and rigidly, like a broken robot, and turned to Sur.

"Su...Suer...you're here." He trembled on his lips and showed an extremely ugly smile.

"I've been here for a long time." Soul breathed a sigh of relief and helped Neville up. "Come on, I'll take you to the infirmary to see Madam Pomfrey."

Neville didn't respond, obviously still immersed in the shadow of the terrifying night at the castle.

Soul sent him to the infirmary, and Madam Pomfrey gave Neville a refreshing drink and drove them away, cursing the man who threw the Ash Serpent all over the castle. It was the culprit who disturbed her (shui) research (jiao).

"What's wrong with Neville?" Hermione arrived at the auditorium shortly after Soul and the others, and immediately noticed Neville who was in a petrified state, with white steam puffing out of his ears.

Huh?This time, you didn’t take care of anyone for a day, right?

"It was like this...that...and then like this..." Soul told them in detail what happened after discovering Neville, "I asked Neville several times, and he was always like this."

"It must be Malfoy!" Ron said decisively, "I just heard him showing off to Slytherin how many ash snakes he had just caught."

"It's useless to speculate. It's better to wait until Neville wakes up and tell us."

"Anyway, I'll leave Neville to you, Harry and Ron." Soul yawned and said, "I remember he is in the same dormitory as you?"

Harry nodded.

"I'm going to our queue over there. See you tomorrow, Hermione." Although Suer said this, his eyes were looking at Hermione, and his fingers were a little ready to move.

Since Hermione revealed the hand-holding matter so quickly, does that mean she can take a step further?

for example?Pinch a face full of collagen?

Heart is worse than action.

Soul succeeded, and under Hermione's somewhat dull eyes, he ran back to the Hufflepuff queue as fast as he could.

"Children." Professor McGonagall appeared in the auditorium at some point. She stood tall on the podium with a smile on her face.

"I am very pleased with your performance and the crisis has been resolved."

"Oh!~~~" The little wizards collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"At the same time, I must congratulate you. The excellent qualities you have shown prove that Hogwarts education is correct and effective. For this, I must add thirty points to your respective colleges."

The little wizards immediately cheered, and Professor McGonagall couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She casually cast a loud voice spell on herself so that her voice could drown out the cheers of the little wizards.

"Okay, it's late at night now, and it will be dawn soon. You need to go back to your respective lounges and have a good sleep."

"The collected snake eggs are handed over to the prefects of the respective colleges to ensure that they are frozen."

"In addition, I have asked the Hogwarts kitchen to prepare some food to help you rest in your respective lounges. You can enjoy it before going to bed."

"Leave the rest to us."

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The little badgers had been looking for snakes and eggs with great energy. Now they relaxed and were already a little tired. They yawned and stuffed their stomachs hastily in the lounge, staggered back to the dormitory and fell asleep.

By the way, we can see the captain of the Slytherin team dressed in women's clothing again tomorrow, right?

Marcus didn't seem to be looking well just now.

"What a good show..." Su Er murmured, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

While the little wizards were sleeping soundly, the deans of the four colleges gathered in the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle, and there was a stiff figure standing there.

"Bang..." A fire broke out in the principal's office, and Dumbledore appeared wearing a tall hat.

His gentle eyes scanned the whole place, and finally settled on the stiff figure, staring at it for a long time.

"Tell me what happened."

"That's right, Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall said, clearly and logically describing what happened in the castle.

"Severus and I went to Sylvanus's forest hut, where we found..." Flitwick waved his wand in a serious tone, "It was so big that I had to use magic to The curse will shrink it and bring it here."

"Fire-ash snake?" Dumbledore frowned, looking at the snake-like creature frozen in a blue ice cube.

"Not only that, Dumbledore." Flitwick said with a serious expression, "As long as it has enough energy, it seems to be able to continuously produce snake eggs."

"If it is shrunk and placed in the castle tonight, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

"Sylvanus seems to have come up with something terrible." Dumbledore raised his wand lightly, and the ice cubes were spinning around in the office.

"So, what's going on with Sylvanus now."

"It's an unknown magic. Minerva and I have studied it. Generally, breaking the spell is useless for him. He seems to have remained in this state, with his vitality completely frozen. It is neither petrified nor dead." Sprout The professor spoke out,

"I know of no herb that can relieve this state, not even mandrake or moongrass. Maybe St. Mungo's will have a good solution."

Dumbledore rubbed his brow with a headache, "Okay then, please send Sylvanus to St. Mungo's as soon as possible, please, Filius, Pomona."

"It's not troublesome, Professor, let's take Sylvanus to the hospital first." Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout looked at each other, nodded, and waved their wands to control Professor Kettleburn's The body floats in the air.

"Anything else discovered? Severus?" After the two professors left, Dumbledore turned his attention to Snape.

Snape nodded and took out a bottle from his pocket. The bottle contained a piece of soil that was soaked in silver liquid, exuding a silver halo like the bright moon.

After a moment, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and stared at Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.

"Huh... I understand. You should also rest. You have worked hard today."

Snape turned and left without saying a word.

Minerva McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore worriedly before putting away her wand and leaving.

Dumbledore sat on his seat for a long time, then stood up and stared in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, without saying a word for a long time.