Enter Hogwarts

"Severus, Poppy, how are you?" Dumbledore hurried to the school doctor's office and asked.

"The situation is not good, Albus." Madam Pomfrey frowned and said, "This child doesn't look like he was simply poisoned, but more like he was mixed..."

"A curse, or some kind of dark magic," Snape continued.

Dumbledore came to the hospital bed, looked at the little wizard lying on the bed, and then looked at the glass jar next to him.

"This is……"

"What Mr. Green brought here was something Mr. Garford vomited out."

"It looks like... a ghost-faced butterfly?" Dumbledore picked up the jar and carefully looked at the restless insects in the jar.

The ferocious insects inside were attacking the jar wantonly with their tail needles, looking particularly violent.

"This is not a natural birth, Headmaster, you should be able to tell," Snape said. "A ghost-faced butterfly does not have a scorpion's tail."

"Yes, Albus, this thing was cultivated by dark wizards and is very poisonous. Fortunately, Mr. Green reacted quickly enough and stabilized the child with bezoar, otherwise..."

"Poppy, when will he wake up?"

"It's hard to say, I still have to study it with Severus, but...I'm afraid..."

"I understand, who was the first to discover the situation?"

Professor Sprout said worriedly: "It's Severs and Leon, oh, thanks to these two good kids, otherwise..."

The kind head of Hufflepuff touched the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, don't worry, Pomona, we will cure Mr. Garford. You send the students back to their dormitories first, and I'll go see Mr. Green and the others."

Professor Sprout nodded and went back to appease the students. Dumbledore came outside the school doctor's room, where Leon and Sevens were waiting at the door.

"Headmaster, Quentin...how is he?" Sevens saw Dumbledore and hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Foley, we will always find a way. Can you tell us about the situation at that time?"

Severns organized his words and said what he saw.

"What about you, Mr. Green?"

"Sorry, Professor, I didn't see more..." Li Ang said, "It happened very suddenly."

"Well..." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded towards the two of them.

"I understand, now you can go back."

"Oh, by the way, for timely and appropriate disposal, Hufflepuff gets twenty points!"

Severus Heliang looked at each other, not even happy about earning credits.

Severs was simply worried about his classmates. As for Li Ang... he had already smelled a conspiracy.

The person lying in the school doctor's office has nothing to do with having no nose. He stood on his head and ate two pounds of dung bombs!

It looked like he would be busy until late tonight again. When leaving, Li Ang clearly saw the old bee winking at him quietly.

Half an hour later, Li Ang arrived at the principal's office with ease and successfully took the "elevator" up.

"Ah, it seems that my hot milk is ready at the right time..." Dumbledore pointed to the chair with a smile, "Please sit down."

"So, at least it's good news," after a moment of silence, Leon spoke first, "At least, we can be sure that the crown, or the guy who got the crown, is still in Hogwarts."

"Yes, it is unfortunate news, but I am worried that there will be other little wizards who will be harmed..." Dumbledore wiped his glasses.

"You mean...there will still be victims? What is the other party's purpose?"

"Who knows?" Dumbledore sighed, "But no matter what the other party's purpose is, please remember that at Hogwarts, those who need help can always get it."

Leon frowned and left the principal's office. This was the second time Dumbledore said this to him.

I am completely confused and have no idea what Old Bee is referring to.

A hat that can pull out a sword?Or a castle full of stone statues and movable armor?

Quentin was sent to St. Mungo's early the next morning. Li Ang glanced at the second-year senior from a distance. Next to his stretcher was a haggard mother.

The aftermath of this incident was far more serious than Li Ang thought. For several days in a row, the sky was filled with owls during breakfast.

Even the Greens wrote to ask about the situation, but were fooled by Li Ang.

Halloween passed quickly in an atmosphere of panic. Dumbledore and Snape were both absent from the dinner that day. Professor McGonagall hosted the banquet.

In the castle, young wizards could be seen discussing this matter in groups everywhere, even Slytherin was no exception.

The truth is getting more and more outrageous. From the beginning, Quentin ate a bad stomach and vomited out a bunch of cocoons, to a new black magic plague emerged in Hogwarts. It is simply diverse and amazing.

Various amulets, universal antidotes, and even garlic became popular among students.

For example, Anne had been staring at the string hanging around the necks of the Rhodes brothers for a long time, and it seemed that she wanted to take a bite.

"So, Li Ang, is there really a plague, like dragon pox?" Rona sniffled, came over and asked curiously, and a smell of garlic hit his face.

"No."

"Then, Principal Dumbledore..."

"I don't know, shut up and stay away from me."

Rona moved his head away shyly.

After breakfast, the group came to the Quidditch pitch.

Today is the first Quidditch match of the school year, Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw.

Even if Li Ang doesn't like to join in the fun, he can't avoid it.

Since it was already early November, and the terrain of Hogwarts was high, Li Ang went into battle fully armed.

There are two types of auditoriums at the Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium. One is for adults such as professors, parents and Quidditch enthusiasts from all over the country. These seats are on the tower, as high as the goal, and are full of seats. Fifty feet, about 15 meters.

The seats of the little wizards are much lower than the tower. Even so, they are still four or five meters high.

Plus it's still in the open air... I can only say that the temperature up there is very touching.

In order to maintain his aloof persona and prevent Madam Pomfrey from drinking a refreshing potion like other little wizards and spraying steam from his head and ears for several hours like a steam locomotive, Leon wrapped himself into a ball.

He actually wanted to carry a magic fire bottle in his arms, but unfortunately this thing was contraband at Hogwarts...

Arriving at Hufflepuff's seat, Leon slumped down on his seat unable to raise his spirits.

Quidditch is actually very difficult to see in detail with the naked eye, unless you use special telescopes.

That stuff is damn expensive.

However, what surprised him was that the Bant brothers, who always gave others snacks, actually bought one together.

As the game started, the Quaffle took off and all the little wizards in the audience cheered.

However, only 10 minutes had passed since the game, and a Ravenclaw chaser was dangling on his broom, stumbling all the way down to the ground.

Before Mrs. Huo Qi went over to check the situation, Liang caught a sharp glimpse of the Ravenclaw Chaser half-kneeling on the ground, seemingly retching.

Grabbing the binoculars from Brother Bant's hands, Li Ang looked over and found that the other party had exactly the same symptoms as Quentin, and was spitting out something that could make a mosaic.

Just as he was about to retract his gaze, Li Ang suddenly noticed something. He quickly moved the telescope and found that the senior Roland Nott whom he had been paying attention to was quietly leaving the auditorium...