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"I'm sorry, Professor, for making you wait so long, but if I remember correctly, our appointment seems to be an hour."

Looking up at the time on the wall clock in the corridor, Amber cast his gaze on the miserable March.

"As I said before, it's best not to touch my magic lock, it seems that March is a little too impatient. 35

"I'm sorry professor, can I find a few people to send him to the infirmary first?"

As soon as Amber said this, the talents who followed Ma Qi woke up like a dream, and hurriedly carried Ma Qi downstairs.

Looking at the backs of these people, Amber's eyes were cold.

These people weren't just Slytherin's students, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, there was even one with a fiery red lion badge on his chest.

Amber knew that these people were just the tip of the iceberg of the mysterious organization behind March.

This organization has been hiding in the distance, like a poisonous snake, and I don't know when it will reach out and bite you.

It was like this when I was questioned by the academy before, and it is the same today.

29 Amber had decided that, when the most important Dumbleley manuscript was in his hands, he would begin to deal with the organization.

But now, there are more important things waiting for him to do.

"Professor, has the unicorn killer been found?"

Looking at McGonagall's gloomy face, Amber asked in a low voice, neither humble nor arrogant.

"No, Cadmus, if you can't tell exactly what you're doing in the room, we probably won't be able to dispel your suspicions.

In fact, when Amber appeared, the icy look in Professor McGonagall's eyes had almost disappeared.

After all, before, Quirrell had sworn that the murderer would never have the chance to run back to school.

And Amber, under the watchful eyes of these countless professors, walked out of the mysterious room in front of him.

The Room of Requirement is no secret among professors.

This room may be remodeled according to needs, but it is absolutely impossible to lead outside the school.

However, McGonagall still needs to verify, just in case.

"Cadmus, according to you, are you doing alchemy-related research in it?

"Yes Professor, I asked Headmaster Dumbledore for a note about alchemy in the forbidden area."

Amber nodded, looking at the professors' eyes with magnanimity.

"Ca... Cadmus, you... what did you research?"

Aside, Quirrell stammered suddenly, although he concealed it well, but Amber still saw a trace of resentment in his eyes.

"Oh, didn't expect Professor Quirrell to do research on this too, that's great."

Facing Quirrell's aggressive questioning as much as possible, Amber didn't care at all.

He chuckled and took a crumpled, curled eyeball out of his pocket. Put it in the palm of your hand and show it to the public.

"It's just a little bewildered eye, and it seems to have failed."9

"Lost Eye? You can actually do this. 35

"Merlin's robe, he's only a first-year! 35

"Gosh, Cadmus, do you know how precious this is?

When this eyeball appeared in front of the professors, it caused a burst of exclamations.

In the entire alchemy, the Eye of Confusion is a well-known existence.

The professors here more or less have some research on mysterious alchemy. When they saw this extremely precious alchemy item with their own eyes, they looked at Amber differently.

Everyone thought that the so-called study of alchemy was just a poor excuse for Amber.

This is why Amber has been excellent in character and study for a long time, and has been trusted by professors of various subjects, but it was rare that no one spoke for him outside the door just now.

Alchemy is extremely talented, and even Hogwarts does not have a single course.

No one would think that Amber could really get anything out of this.

But now, the real finished product is in front of you, even if this bewildering eye is not as powerful as it is recorded in the books.

But it's also really well-crafted.

Seeing this wrinkled eyeball, the eyes of all the professors present softened.

All the doubts and anger before, now quietly turned into a kind of guilt.

However, due to the authority and status of professors, it is not easy for these people to directly admit their doubts and mistakes.

It is only possible to turn the topic to this precious alchemy item.

Until the side, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Mike...Professor McGonagall, uni...unicorn."

Quirrell stammered. After interrupting the awkward atmosphere at this time, everyone remembered that the fundamental reason why they gathered here was for the six unicorns who were innocently killed in the forbidden forest.

"Speaking of which, Professor McGonagall, I'm also curious to know what's going on?"

Seeing the professors cast their eyes on him again, Amber calmly closed his bewildered eyes, expressing just the right amount of doubt in his tone.

"Well, Professor Quirrell found someone in the Forbidden Forest killing a unicorn. The man's magic was your iconic Thunderbird and a blood-stained Slytherin robe when he escaped. .35

"So that's it, Professor, can I look at that robe?"

Amber nodded, and things were not as bad as he had expected.

After taking the bloodstained robe, Amber pretended to flip it a few times and said decisively:

"Professor, this robe is not mine.

With that said, Amber shook out his robe and showed it in front of everyone through the light, saying:

"Look, professors, this robe is the most common Slytherin robe. 99

"Cadmus, if you're just here for meaningless quibbles and nonsense, I suggest you..."

"Please listen to me, Professor.

Amber interrupted Quirrell unceremoniously, waved his wand, and floated his robe in mid-air, then took off the Slytherin he was wearing.

"This is……"

"Cadmus's family crest."

Under the bright light, the nuances on the two robes were clearly visible.

On top of the robe that Amber was wearing, a round complex badge was outlined with a dark line on the back.

"My robes are not from the Madam Malkin robe store, and have always been custom made by Mrs Hollow.

"Professor McGonagall, you and Mrs. Herrough have always had a close relationship, and you should know the style of his clothes."

McGonagall nodded, Mrs. Herro's style of clothing is well-known in the entire magic world, and her low-key and gorgeous dark pattern is very popular in the magic world.

After putting away his robes, looking at the expressions on the faces of the professors, Amber smiled lightly, turned to Quirrell and said:

"If Professor Quirrell is still in doubt, why don't we go to the Forbidden Forest again, I believe those remnants of unicorns can recognize who killed them.