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"No... no, I... I trust you.""

Upon hearing this, Quirrell shook his head quickly.

He was going to make some more trouble for Amber, but he couldn't get himself into it again.

The unicorn has an extraordinary intuition. He killed six unicorns before, and the powerful curse has been lingering.

If other unicorns feel the curse on themselves, then everything will fall in vain.

Chino, who was the only witness, showed his trust in Amber at this time, and all the professors present were extremely relieved.

For them, the death of the six unicorns is important, but the most important thing is the safety of the school.

As long as no students get caught up in this incident, the rest can be left to the Ministry of Magic.

"Even so, Cadmus, I hope you will still be careful in the future, such a dangerous experiment is best carried out under the guidance of a professor."

After a sigh of relief, McGonagall did not forget to teach Amber.

Although Amber's behavior has nothing to do with a serious crime like killing a unicorn, it is still not allowed by school rules to conduct experiments of this level in a school interview.

"So Mr. Cadmus, I have to give Slytherin fifty points.

"Follow your teachings, Professor."

Amber bowed, and without looking at Snape's extremely stinky face, he accepted the deduction with all sincerity.

"If there is related research in the future, I will ask the professors for advice."

Seeing Amber accepting the punishment with sincerity, McGonagall's expression finally calmed down, and he left the eighth floor with a group of professors.

Watching the backs of the professors disappear above the stairs, Amber and the trio breathed a sigh of relief.

"Harry Ronald Hermione, thank you for today."

Facing the trio who had collapsed to the ground, wiping the sweat from their foreheads, Amber sincerely thanked them.

Without the careful arrangement of the trio and their tireless procrastination, Amber could not have easily dispelled the doubts in the professors' hearts.

Once Quirrell's charges were admitted, he was referred to the Ministry of Magic.

Amber has no doubts that those hyena-like organizations and families hidden in the dark rushed forward without hesitation and wantonly snatch everything from Cadmus.

"Come in and talk."

Reopening the door to the Room of Requirement, Amber reached out and pulled Hermione up.

Hermione, who was half leaning on Amber, still felt her legs go weak.

Trembling into the Room of Requirement (cjca), everyone laughed involuntarily when they saw Draco, who was slumped on the seat, his robes wet with sweat.

This is a battle, a winning battle.

Even sitting on the seat, sweating profusely and legs trembling, Harry and Ronald were still in a state of excitement.

As a Gryffindor, they enjoy this exciting and adventurous atmosphere.

The same is true for Draco on the side. Although he despises Gryffindor's recklessness and adventure, the thrill of controlling everything behind the scenes is something that every Malfoy cannot resist.

Until then, Draco didn't really realize what the real Malfoy was.

"My dad...if my dad knew about it, he would be happy."5

Draco breathed heavily, his tone full of pride and pride.

"Draco, I said it, you are you and Lucius is Lucius. You have to learn to be yourself."

Amber shook his head and said earnestly.

"But this time it did well, I never thought that your timing would be so good. 99

Amber was really surprised by Draco's performance.

He was an unplanned product himself, and if it wasn't for the Room of Requirement at the time, Hermione contacted him, and he wouldn't even know that Draco had gone back to school.

With just a few minutes of hasty instructions, Draco was able to get things done so well.

Compared to the previous little brat who only knew how to use his family background to make a fool of himself, he was completely different.

"Okay, I just went out to get you some goodies.

Amber winked mysteriously, arousing everyone's interest.

Amber never jokes. He said that if it was a good thing, it would not be an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, several people looked at each other, and invariably cast their eyes on Amber.

And Amber was not polite, took out a crumpled cowhide bag from his pocket, and threw it at Ronald.

"For you, Ronald, take a look."

Ignoring Amber's playful gaze, Ronald happily opened the bag.

The Weasley family has always been poor, and Ronald has never received a few decent gifts in his life.

Even so, when he saw that extraordinarily complicated and gorgeous necklace, he still blushed in embarrassment.

"Amber, this is... so precious... I..."

Looking at Ronald, who stuttered, like being possessed by Quirrell, Amber smiled and waved his hand, saying:

"Just take it for you, and besides, this is not an ordinary necklace, you can put it on and take two steps to see it."

Ronald, who didn't know the reason, put on the necklace suspiciously. When he took a few steps, he didn't notice anything unusual. When he was about to ask, he saw everyone staring at him in surprise.

"Ronald, you're walking silently!"

Harry looked surprised, Ronald's steps were always heavy, but after wearing this necklace, Ronald's every step was as light as a wild cat.

"It's just a silent necklace, for you to use when you go out at night. Harry, you have a share too.

With that said, Amber popped a ring.

When Harry hurriedly brought it on, everyone ignored Harry's existence for a split second.

If you don't deliberately observe it carefully, it seems like a living person, just disappearing into their attention.

"You're not as valuable as Ronald, but it's a very interesting gadget, and I often use it in the library at night.

"When you bring it on, people will try to ignore your movements as much as possible. Of course, if your movements are too large and cause others to deliberately observe, they will still be discovered."5

"Thanks Amber, I love it.

Harry fiddled with the ring with delight, he didn't care whether it was worth it or not.

With such a baby, his night tour will be smoother in the future.

"Amber! You can't do that!"

However, the cheerful bullying didn't last long, and the little witch's sharp voice resounded in the room of request.

"You are encouraging them to go out at night, this is a violation of school discipline!"

"Oh, Hermione, shut up, God knows how good this thing is."

Ronald retorted subconsciously, he held the necklace like a treasure, and the eagerness in his eyes almost spurted out.

"You're just because Amber didn't give you a present.

"Who said that? I don't care."

Hermione's voice suddenly rose to a level, she was about to put on an air to reprimand several people here, but the next second, her soft right hand was tightly grasped by Amber.

"Of course you have, Hermione, how about you? Do you want a necklace, or a ring?"