"Neville? Hannah? Have you seen Ringo?" The little wizards still like to sit in the same seat. At least Hermione met a familiar friend in this compartment. She asked with a smile while placing her luggage .

"No..." Neville shook his head.

Hannah blinked narrowly: "Isn't Ringo always with you? Hermione."

"But I didn't see him today." Hermione was kind enough to her friend at this time, "I wrote to him two days before departure and he didn't reply me."

"Look elsewhere, the car is going fast, he should be in a certain car, like Seamus, Ernie, or... yes, the prefect car, Hermione, remember to go there, maybe Ringo and The Clearwater Prefects of Ravenclae together..." Hannah suggested.

And Hermione...

When listening to the front, I still listened honestly.

But heard behind.

Some can't stand it.

Before even listening to Hannah's words, she turned around and ran away, and went straight to the prefect's compartment.

Whoa!

When the prefects, including Percy, Farley, and Penello, were dividing up the area where order would be maintained on the train, they suddenly saw Hermione barging in, and couldn't help being stunned: "Granger?"

"Sorry..." Hermione looked around but didn't see Ringo, "I'm looking for Prefect Penello."

The tall and beautiful prefect stood up and went over: "What's wrong? Hermione."

Two people because of Ringo's relationship.

already familiar.

It's just that the general communication is sandwiched between Ringo's two sides, but in private, they rarely get together, so that Hermione is under the pressure of Penello's height and beauty, and the smile on her face is a bit stiff: "I, I I wanted to ask if you saw Ringo?"

"No..." Penelope shook his head, "Two days ago he laughed at me for sleeping in History of Magic class and was remembered by Binns. I was so angry that I didn't contact him for two days. I used an owl to ask him something this morning. It's time to go to London, but you didn't call me back, what's the matter? Isn't Ringo with you?"

"No, and in the past two days I..."

Hermione briefly explained the situation: "Is something wrong?"

"Don't talk nonsense..." Penello also felt a little worried, but his voice was still rational, "Have you searched in other compartments?"

"No……"

"Then let's find together..."

Penello also stopped meeting with other prefects.

Hastily separated from Hermione.

The two of them looked in two directions, one carriage after another...

pity.

None of the carriages...

Even good friends like Seamus and Ernie didn't see Ringo, and Hermione even found her to leave the school on the day she left school, and was told by other little snakes that she was loyal to Ringo. ” and others, but they didn’t have Ringo’s information either.

ringo...

It was as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

And this news.

Soon, because Hermione and Penello's actions spread throughout the train, many people began to search spontaneously, even the toilet...

But until you get off.

No one saw Ringo's figure either.

For this reason, when Hagrid carried the kerosene lamp as usual, he asked "Have all the houses arrived?" and "Is there anyone who hasn't come yet?"

Immediately, people replied in a mess: "Ringo? Shelby didn't come! He didn't get on the train!"

"Isn't he late?"

"Or have you returned to school?"

"Hagrid, did you see him at school?"

"..." Half an hour later.

When all the students were having dinner in the auditorium, McGonagall and Snape listened to Hagrid's report with frowns: "Shelby didn't come?"

"Yes!" Hagrid repeated Hermione's worry, "Granger and Clearwater said that they last communicated with Ringo two days ago, and they haven't received any news since then, plus today...they Worried about Ringo's accident."

McGonagall glanced at Snape.

Snape nodded, "I'll take a look at the Slytherin Lounge later."

"I'm going to ask Agus to pay more attention. By the way, I will go to the library and other places to have a look, and send an owl..."

The two left quickly.

But soon reunited.

But this time there was more Dumbledore: "Still can't find Shelby?"

Snape snorted coldly with a gloomy face: "Perhaps we should go to his house and look for it. This genius Shelby likes those weird things the most. Maybe he touched black magic or was stunned by potion. I'm home now...Of course, I heard that he was very carefree at a young age, maybe you can go to those romantic places to find out..."

"Let me go."

Mag turned into a cat and jumped off the platform.

He ran out of Hogwarts in one breath, and then disappeared with a snap.

when it reappears.

Reinstated standing in front of the apartment she first visited.But the apartment was plunged into darkness, without a trace of human life...

She went in and walked around.

Then I came out to look for pedestrians and asked about "Shelby's residence".Although I asked about several apartments, Shelby Winery and Shelby Family Office.

But every time she went there, no one was found.

to this end……

McGonagall borrowed another owl and wrote letters to Ringo in these places.But the owl did not stop at these places, and each place took off in a different direction...

On January 1, Ringo did not show up.

……

On January 1, in the classrooms of Hogwarts that had officially started classes, the professors did not see their gifted first-year students again...

1 month 3 day.

"Daily Prophet" published an article on a page: "Hogwarts New Talent: The Disappearance and Fall of Ringo Shelby"

"089" sends you a firework

Newspapers in the wizarding world are often characterized by the "Daily Prophet" opening up new hot spots to eat meat, a bunch of tabloids followed by detailed reports and drinking soup, and finally "The Quibbler" occasionally comes out to open a new path.

Ringo is still a bit hot.

After all, many people are very impressed with the nonsense about his life experience in "The Quibbler".

Plus is a genius.

Still a freshman at Hogwarts.

He actually disappeared?

Also considered by the "Daily Prophet" to have died with a high probability?what happened?Who did it?Death Eaters?Or some pure-blood family?

Other tabloids hastily followed suit:

"About Ringo Shelby at Slytherin"

"The Enemy of the Pure Blood Family"

"The Truth About Newborn Deaths: Disappeared on the Day of Holiday"

"On the Rise, Association, Counterattack and Death of a Slytherin Mudblood"

……

And this time, "The Quibbler" did not fabricate any black material.It was just a random sentence in the newspaper the next day: "Is it possible that Ringo Shelby didn't die, he just went on a trip, or got lost? Or he could learn the romantic way of the older generation and go to school on foot ?”

——It refers to the fact that before the Hogwarts Express train appeared, little wizards usually went to Hogwarts by flying broomsticks or port keys.

But unfortunately...

Not many people took The Quibbler seriously this time around.

At least……

The Bol family didn't take it seriously.

Because they knew more clearly than those newspapers who could only make up that Ringo Shelby was indeed dead-they were notified of the killer who was sent there on the first day of school.

Just to be on the safe side.

They didn't make contact.

They didn't know for sure until the newspapers were reporting Ringo's possible death, and had to send a family member to contact the killer.

no way!

The killer's message seemed very angry, saying that if they didn't immediately try to revoke his daughter's arrest warrant and deliver the promised potion of wolfsbane, he would send Ringo Shelby's body to the Ministry of Magic and send them a dead knot. murder.

——In fact, it is very simple to send wolfbane potion, although it is a bit difficult to revoke the hunting order, it can be done.

But they had to get the body alone.

Otherwise, there will always be a handle being held in the hands of others, which they cannot bear.

July 1, night.

Hogsmeade near Hogwarts.

Pig's Head Bar.

Mortina Boll was wrapped in thick clothes, wearing a sheep's felt hat and a well-wrapped neckerchief, making sure that no one would recognize her before she entered the bar.

"Welcome sir... or ma'am?" The male waiter at the door seemed unable to distinguish her gender. "What would you like? Butter beer or flame whiskey?"

"Butter beer."

Mortina answered hoarsely, trying to appear neutral as much as possible.Then he looked at the filthy environment of the Pig's Head Bar with disgust, which seemed to have accumulated dirt for centuries, and finally fixed his sight on a corner by the window.

There sat a man.

Wrapped in black cloth, it is impossible to distinguish the appearance.

After a moment.

She walked over with a glass of butterbeer: "Lemo?"

"Hmm..." the man snorted, "If you come one day later, you will have to go to the Ministry of Magic to claim the corpse."

"Maybe..." Mortina was noncommittal, "Where is the corpse?"

"Of course it's in the suburbs. You don't think I can walk through the streets with a dead body on my shoulders, do you? Besides, I'm someone who has attracted much attention."

The man's tone was very unhappy. After saying this, he coughed violently in a low voice, and then raised his head, showing cold wolf eyes, "Where is the wolf's poison potion I want?"

wow.

Mortina took out two bottles of medicine from her pocket.

After shaking for a while, he took it back, as if he didn't see the man's desire: "Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

"Can……"

As the man spoke, he wobbled and planned to get up.

But he tried two or three times.

All ended in failure.

This made Mortina puzzled: "Why are you so weak?"

"Hehe..." The man raised his head and mocked, "Do you know why it took so long to kill him?"

"why?"

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