Hogwarts Outsider

Looking at the four people standing at the door, Matthew Wickfield's mood hardly fluctuates.

In fact, whether it's Draco Malfoy, Theodore Knott, Crabbe and Gore...Matthew never really regarded them as his "friends" in this world.

To Matthew, the four of them are very different from the two of Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom.

Starting on the Hogwarts express train, both Hermione and Neville really regarded Matthew as "friends" from beginning to end.

And Malfoy and the others, when Matthew joined Slytherin a year ago, they always treated him as an "alternative"; and their attitude towards themselves improved until the book attacked them. After this incident...

In a sense, it is not “friendship” that connects them, but “fear” or interest.

So, when Malfoy was so scared that he "confessed his guilt" directly to him, Matthew was only slightly surprised, but not surprising at all.

And what really shocked him was not Malfoy's behavior, but the reason stated earlier in the book, which was actually this...

Looking at the four "bear kids" who were terrified, Matthew just said coldly:

"Come in, shut the door!"

...

Matthew didn't know exactly what impression he was in the impression of the four roommates.

Maybe it's terrible!

But he didn't mind, making their impression a little deeper.

"Let's talk about it," he said flatly, "your specific plan?"

While talking, he took out his magic wand and slowly "played" it in his hand, with a casual look.

Malfoy and Knott looked at each other, his eyes filled with horror.

"It was Malfoy who brought it up!" After hesitating for a while, Theodore Knott chose to "sell" his friend:

"At the end of the summer vacation, Malfoy suddenly found us... He told us that for us noble pure-blood wizards, let one... let one... let one... ride on our head, It is our shame to be the leader of the entire dorm..."

Knott still didn't dare to say that word after all.

"Just talk about your specific plans," Matthew said lightly, "I'm not interested in what you think or discuss."

"We..." Nott hesitated for a moment.

Malfoy on one side has already answered first: "We are going to Professor Slughorn and steal some living **** potion..."

Living Hell Decoction is a very powerful sleeping pill, so it is also named "Life and Death Water". At the same time, it is a very advanced medicine. Under normal circumstances, at least a sixth grader can prepare it successfully...

Matthew frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"... Then, find a night... The original time is tonight... We were at dinner, while you were not paying attention, we secretly added the decoction of living **** to the pumpkin juice and tricked you into drinking it...in Before the medicinal attack, we try our best to trick you into the prize showroom; after the medicinal attack, you fall asleep, we secretly put you in the corner of the prize showroom and hide it..."

Draco Malfoy's voice sounded more and more trembling.

"...According to the amount of the decoction of living hell, you have to fall asleep at least until the lights are off before you wake up... Then...then we go secretly tell Mr. Pringle..."

Malfoy shivered involuntarily, and dared not say any more.

Next, it's Vincent Crabbe's turn to speak:

"Draco has been trying to please Mr. Pringle this week. He brought several exquisite little gifts to Mr. Pringle from home... and even his broomstick 2001, which he gave away. To Mr. Pringle... because Mr. Pringle is a fan of Quidditch..."

"It's pretty grand, Draco?" Matthew said with a sneer.

Crabbe was too scared to continue talking.

Gregory Gore looked around timidly: "After we hide you in the prize showroom, we will notify Mr. Pringle... Mr. Pringle will rush there after the lights are turned off, and then move You who violated the school rules and were still running around in the castle after turning off the lights...and then..."

He paused and continued: "We will prove at that time that you often do not stay in the dormitory after the lights are off... Mr. Pringle can apply to Principal Rozier to expel you from Hogwarts for this reason. ...Or at least, confinement for a long time..."

Gore finally finished speaking, gasping for breath.

All four of them lowered their heads, and at the same time they secretly raised their eyes, observing Matthew's expression.

...

It's a very simple plan, and the details are a bit naive.

After all, the four guys in front of them are just twelve-year-old "bear kids"...just a little bit of a refresher.

Even if the book did not create an "accident", UU Reading www.uukanshu.com prevented the development of this plan; they successfully implemented it as they wished, but it is difficult to achieve the original purpose.

Matthew didn't think he could get rid of Hogwarts with just a Mr. Pringle... he still had such a little confidence.

It's just that if you are really caught and blatantly violate the school rules; then you must suffer a lot.

"Draco!" Matthew ignored the others, but looked directly at Draco Malfoy.

Obviously, Malfoy is the real "culprit", and the other three people are just his accomplices.

"I don't think that I have done too much to you. It is worth your revenge on me with such behavior..." Matthew said lightly, and his voice appeared extremely sharp.

With Matthew's left hand, he just pulled the wand in his hand, as if he was in a little mood and was about to cast a spell.

"After all, give me an explanation?" Matthew continued to ask.

Malfoy's face at this time was extremely pale and extremely ugly.

"It was me who was confused...Matthew...my fault...sorry...forgive me..." he said intermittently.

Matthew suddenly pointed the magic wand in his hand at him: "Say, who gave you the idea?"

"Yes... it's my father," Draco Malfoy whispered. "He taught me this idea..."

...

Matthew seemed to be silent for a long time.

The other four people waited anxiously.

Finally, Matthew spoke again: "Where is the decoction of living **** you stole, give it to me. Such a dangerous thing can't be kept on your body!"

Malfoy hesitated for a moment, then took out a small glass bottle from his pocket...