Hogwarts Melon Eater

When you're bored, troubles don't come, they recharge, waiting for you to be busy, working hard for goals and ideals, or when you are determined to accomplish something important - troubles It's coming, it's walking.

Professor McGonagall walked briskly down the corridor as she twisted the water from her robe, her face gloomy, the deterrent sound of her heels hitting the stone floor... Oh, of course she could use magic to dry her clothes, but now Obviously not the right time to do this.

Walking beside her was His Excellency Black Bat, whose face was even gloomier.

Familiar with black, but with a hint of unusual, wet black robe tightly clinging to him, Merlin's unlucky beard! It even showed a bit of waistline! His long greasy hair, which he had maintained for many years, was suddenly refreshed. Although it was still free and messy, but in general, Comrade Black Bat finally looked like he was twenty-nine years old. The expression was so gloomy that Peeves would choose to retreat when he saw it.

"Minerva! Minerva!"

Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff, ran over in a hurry. The witch hat she often wore was missing, with a worried look on her face, and she kept saying the name of an old friend.

Of course, she changed her words when she saw Snape standing next to Professor McGonagall, "Oh! Professor McGonagall-Professor Snape-you are here!"

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly towards Sprout, but did not stop. "We just returned from the Slytherin lounge. The prefect counted the number of people, and the children there have been evacuated—"

"Professor Flitwick and his other professors are trying to repair the castle, but this time the hole is too big, and it involves the magic that Ms. Ravenclaw cast back then, even the research will take a long time. …”

"Professor Sprout, what happened to the rescued children?" Professor McGonagall stepped up, and Snape followed her without a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh those kids are fine," said Professor Sprout, mentioning his wet skirt, and strode to keep up with Professor McGonagall. Head spells, even those who weren't spelled were quickly rescued by others who came to help - the worst being a lack of oxygen into a coma, but I think they'll wake up soon."

"Coma?" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows, "Are many people in a coma?"

The scenes of being held accountable by representatives of various pure-blood families began to pop up in her head. The school board would definitely seize this matter and demand the rebuilding of Hogwarts, or seize every opportunity to ask for privileges from the school. There are also all kinds of pranks...

The Daily Prophet is sure to report on it too, and then all sorts of rumors and speculations have sprung up—

"Ineffective supervision of Dundee and Lido", "Mi Xwa. McGonagall suspected of embezzling Hogwarts maintenance costs", "Muggle blood children blasted through the Slytherin lounge-is there no end to blood conflicts?" ""It's him? It's him! it's him! He is back! 》

Professor McGonagall rubbed his eyebrows.

It gives me a headache just thinking about it.

"Not much, actually there are only three of them. There are two children who may have fainted when they went to rescue others." Professor Sprout touched his damp hair. "The Weasleys are really children. warmhearted…”

Professor Snape, who had been silent for a while, suddenly sneered, "Heart-hearted?" He glanced at Professor McGonagall, his voice hoarse and low as always, "I sincerely hope that this troublesome matter has nothing to do with your "heart-hearted people" , what do you think? Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall was a little angry, she didn't allow others to suspect her students without any evidence, "Of course! Professor Snape, more than one child saw the squid in the lake destroying the castle - that squid has The size of ten Hagrids, I believe that no one should misunderstand an object that big!"

She put her hand on the door of the school hospital, and then opened it angrily, "We should have taken care of those things in Black Lake long ago!"

Crack, Mag almost broke the doorknob.

Professor Sprout looked terrified next to him, what happened? Why does it feel like Minerva doesn't seem as calm as she used to be?

The door opened, and Professor Snape walked in first, bypassing Mag. He saw Fred, who had just woken up and was eating apples, sitting on the left hospital bed. Fortunately, poor Fred was unfortunate. Eye to eye with him.

"Cough cough cough!" Fred's mouth full of apple flesh almost couldn't swallow it.

"Looks like we're here by coincidence, if it's too late, this kind hearted man will be choked to death by the apple," Snape pouted, looking away from Fred, and glanced at the other bed, who was still awake. George here.

"Who else passed out?" Professor McGonagall had walked over to Fred and patted him on the back, trying to make him feel better.

"And Anna Lawrence, that poor little girl," Sprout touched his face worriedly. "She must be terrified."

"Professor McGonagall," Madam Pomfrey from the school hospital used a cart to push sleeping Anna out from behind a curtain.

"I'm glad that these children are all right. I just found out that Miss Anna has a broken bone, and I have given her a potion in time. The effect of the medicine is affected. Now this poor little girl needs to sleep for a while. You can jump up and down."

Madam Pomfrey waved her wand, causing Anna, who was in the wheelchair, to float gently, and then landed smoothly on the bed.

Snape watched all this, he took his eyes away from Anna, and then turned to the only sober suspect present. Yes, Snape had already defined Fred as a suspect in his heart.

Fred squeezed Apple's hand tightly. He had already begun to complain about his good physique, regretting waking up so early.

"Mr. Weasley," Snape couldn't really tell which of the twins was in front of him, "I have a question," he stretched his voice.

"As a Gryffindor, why are you in the Slytherin lounge with your brother?"

"This question, I think they are there to save people," Professor McGonagall stood beside Fred's bed, shielding Fred from Snape's aggressiveness, "This is not a good time to ask, these children are scared It's broken, Professor Snape."

"If it's Hufflepuff to save people, of course it's no surprise, but Gryffindor to save Slytherin?"

Snape suddenly thought of something and paused unnaturally, "And, even putting aside the conflicts between the academies, there is still a question, how did they get to the scene in such a timely manner? Even before me—"

Professor McGonagall frowned.

"It will not take more than two minutes to reach the Slytherin lounge from my office. When I arrived at the door of the lounge, the stone door did not open, but when I entered, I found that the two had fallen inside..."

"Really to save people? It's very strange," Snape stared at Fred, his eyes like a boa constrictor seeing its prey, "Maybe, these two Griffins got into the lounge, and then Unlucky to encounter a giant squid attack, which is rare in thousands of years? Or are they swimming in a black lake and just happened to be swept in by the current?"

"Heh," Snape threw out two absurd claims, and then sneered, "maybe—they attacked the castle with the big squid, and they almost didn't stick to the monster's ear to make a plan."

Fred Khan rained down, "No, it's not like this!" He looked nervous for fear that others wouldn't see it as tricky.

"Mr. Weasley! Calm down," Professor McGonagall put his hand on Fred's shoulder. "Don't worry boy, we need to know what's going on?"

"We... we..." Fred looked at George, who was still asleep, and Anna, who was snoring. UU reading www.uukanshu. com suddenly hesitated.

My teammates, always fall asleep peacefully in times of crisis.

Fred frowned and rolled his eyes, "Actually, we do seem to have come in with the squid—"

Snape interrupted, "Very good, I'm glad you admitted your guilt, it really saves a lot of time, we can get in touch now..."

"Please let him finish! Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall patted Fred on the shoulder.

"—We were swimming in the lake in Hagrid's boat, and then we were swallowed by the giant squid!" Fred said this fact angrily, "I don't know what happened after that!"

The scene suddenly became very quiet, except for the occasional small snoring of Anna.

"You mean the squid in the black lake of Hogwarts suddenly wanted to have a meat meal?" Snape smiled coldly, "Unfortunately, I don't really accept this statement - so, I decided to do it myself. Look for answers and see what you're hiding."

He approached Fred.

"If you're going to use Legilimency, Professor Snape, I don't agree. This spell is not suitable for wizards who are too young," Professor McGonagall stopped Snape. "If necessary, We can ask Professor Jacob to investigate."

"Jacob..." Snape raised his chin. "Professor McGonagall, you know that Professor Jacob won't be back at school until tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"So let these kids rest now," insisted Professor McGonagall.

"Rest? Hmph, they'd better cherish the few rests," Snape snorted and turned to leave, slamming the door of the school hospital.

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