HP Wendy's crossing running account

After flying lessons, before he had time to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes, Tom heard loud noises in the corridor of the castle. It seemed that the whole school was crowded in the corridor to tell each other.

"Found it! Found it!"

"I heard that they are all unconscious."

"'Inquire' Meg lost a lot of blood."

Tom was taken aback, and immediately sensed something unusual.He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and caught a little first-year wizard running towards him. "What happened up front?"

The little wizard's neck was strangled, his face was flushed, and the freckles on his nose were pitiful.This is a Hufflepuff student, and Hufflepuff is good at gossip. "It is said that the two missing students have been found," he thumped his short legs, "it was found in the Transfiguration classroom."

It was found, but it was a pity that both Matthew Larry and Vivian were pale and unconscious, so they couldn't learn the truth about the disappearance from them.Stranger still, Malcolm McGonagall was also found passed out on the floor of the Transfiguration classroom, seriously injured.

Tom's eyes were gloomy. Instead of following most of the people to the medical room to watch the three unconscious victims, he strolled towards the other end of the corridor.

Transfiguration classroom, Transfiguration classroom, when the fourth grade students were in Transfiguration class this afternoon, everything must be normal in the classroom.That accident should have happened after that... that is, around three o'clock after class.He couldn't help but think of Malcolm's flustered face. It must have been around three o'clock. What was he trying to tell him at that time?

He had sent Alphard to scout in pure-blood circles, and now he was left wandering the corridors with a thousand thoughts.When he stopped, he saw a huge griffin statue in front of him.

He actually walked to the door of the Transfiguration teacher's office.

Yes, there was such a big mess in the Transfiguration classroom, and I don't know if Dumbledore will be implicated.

"Tom?"

The girl's slightly cold voice pulled Tom back from his thoughts.As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wendy leaning against the door of the office, her blue eyes calm.

"It seems like we're thinking of getting together again." She even smiled faintly.

Tom walked in front of her with steady steps. He was growing fast now, and the hair on Wendy's head could be seen from a close distance. "I'm not thinking of going with you," he said with a grin. "I've got ten thousand dwarves screaming in my head right now."

Wendy blinked.

Tom continued: "Malcolm just came to see me. He was well-informed and seemed to know something, but before I had time... he just..."

"Malcolm, it's a pity." Wendy's tone sounded a little ethereal, "Minerva McGonagall is inside." She pointed to the door of the Transfiguration office.

According to Tom's prediction, Wendy should have deduced the truth about Malcolm's attack with him, but unexpectedly she changed the subject so abruptly.His heart skipped a beat, but he followed Wendy's words and said, "Minerva is really unfortunate. First she was a friend, and then she was a younger brother."

"Unfortunately...?" Wendy squinted her eyes, and Minerva's cry was still in her ears. "It's all my fault, Malcolm, he's so scared. He begged and said he didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, and God, I blamed him for being ignorant... I assured him the school was the best A safe place. Poor Malcolm, my poor brother, who grew up shy and sensible and timid..."

Wendy made up her mind and pulled her weight from the wall back to her feet. "Professor Dumbledore is temporarily out of time." She spoke clearly, causing echoes in the empty corridor, "I'm going to verify some things now, can I have the honor to invite Mr. Riddle to accompany me?"

Tom bowed, and the corners of his eyes were full of surprise. The last time Wendy said something similar was when Little Hangleton solved the mystery of the ring. "It is my pleasure, miss."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Farrell. It's an extra workload for you at this time." Wendy clutched her chest, every syllable was weak.

"No, no, no." Mrs. Farrell was so busy that she was sweating profusely, and she still had to squeeze out a smile to comfort her, "So many things have happened recently, your heart is not good, and it is expected that you will get sick—strange, I I clearly remembered that the soothing potion was kept here—oh my god! It’s used up! I should have thought, I should have thought, that there are quite a few little wizards who have been frightened recently. No, I have to find Horace to make a new batch!"

She carefully helped Wendy onto a hospital bed, cast a few healing spells on her, and hurried out the door.

A minute later, Tom entered the medical room without a sound.Wendy also sat up from the bed, her movements were quick and she didn't look sick at all.

There are not many hospital beds with the curtains closed, so I found the target when I looked for it.

Both Larry and Vivian seemed to be asleep, without any trace of external damage. "I don't see what kind of magic it is." Tom shook his head.

Don't bother if you don't see it, Wendy walked towards the last bed very decisively.

Malcolm McGonagall fell asleep peacefully. If you don't look at the wounds on his left arm and left cheek, he is no different from the other two.And those wounds that bled a lot of blood also healed quickly under the effect of healing magic, leaving only a light pink color. If tomorrow, even the wounds would not be left.

"It's something sharp, just a skin wound." Tom judged with his professional knowledge.

"The injured area is a bit large." Wendy said with a serious face, turning around the hospital bed to the right, and then she threw off Malcolm's quilt.The little wizard under the quilt was wearing a black and yellow school uniform, crumpled and bloodstained.

Wendy looked up at Tom: "You said, he tried to tell you some news before the accident?"

Tom nodded, "So?"

Wendy's thin lips opened and closed, and every word gave Tom a deceptive illusion: "Suppose you are Malcolm, you know a very important secret, and you can't wait to tell others .Unfortunately, before you find your chance, you are in danger. Maybe it's just bad luck, maybe someone wants you to shut up from now on. You may die, and this secret will be buried in the dark forever. At this time, you will How to do it?"

"I..." Tom closed his eyes, replaced the scene, and all the clues disappeared. He seemed to be the boy who was attacked with a secret, "I will leave a message."

"Yes, message."

Tom followed Wendy's gaze and saw Malcolm's right hand, with a faint red between the fingers of his clenched fist.His heart beat quickly, and he stepped over to Wendy's side in a few steps, and together with her, he struggled to separate Malcolm's right hand.

empty.

There was nothing in Malcolm's hand, except for a few freshly scabbed wounds.

"New injury!"

"He once held a sharp object. Very, very hard." Wendy observed carefully, "The shape is not very regular... like, a fragment of something."

"Our opponent is very strong." Tom didn't show a discouraged expression on his face, "he refuses to leave us any valuable clues."

Wendy sat on the hospital bed with her knees hugged, and said softly: "If you can check Malcolm's personal belongings, maybe you will gain something."

Tom was taken aback: "He was attacked temporarily, and the suspected fragment was also taken away. Why do you think there will be clues in Malcolm's personal belongings? Could it be that you expect him to have the habit of keeping a diary ?”

Wendy stared at Tom's face: "Is he just a victim? In the end, he is indeed a victim, but..."

"What do you mean? You mean—" Tom's words came out of his throat, every word was full of thrilling emotions, "you, yes, from, what, when, when, suspected, immediately , er, co, m, of?"

Wendy lowered her eyes: "When rumors about the Chamber of Secrets arose. He was the 'inquiry' on campus, and his gossip was the most well-informed, and everyone believed his gossip. So when the rumors about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets became When everyone knows about him, I can't clear his suspicion from me.

"But what really made me suspect that the previous two disappearances were related to him was what Minerva said today. Minerva said that he had been restless since Christmas and even refused to go back to school. Yes, there are Maybe he was afraid of breaking the secret of the disappearance case, so why did he try to tell the secret until today? At home, he had countless opportunities to confess to his sister and parents; it has been more than a week since the new semester started, and he asked the professor for help There are plenty of opportunities.”

"He's hesitating! He's not upset because he might be silenced. If that's the case, he should be eager to reveal the secret to the public. The sooner he is known, the safer he will be."

Wendy took a deep breath: "He is uneasy because of guilt. He wants to tell everything and save two lives, but he is afraid of being punished for it, so he has been hesitant."

Tom finished Wendy's words: "His idea of ​​trying to surrender was discovered by the people behind the scenes, and what happened today happened."

Wendy fell on the bed and looked at the ceiling: "According to normal logic, what happened today should be the third disappearance case. But Malcolm resisted, and his resistance allowed the victims of the first two disappearance cases to be seen together. It doesn't make sense What the fourth and fifth grades couldn't do, he can do it in the first grade, unless he already knows what kind of magic the so-called disappearance uses."

The author has something to say:

I hope the logic can be self-consistent.