Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

After this kind of thing happened, Mo Bai naturally had no desire to study, he just wanted to go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep.

Dumbledore offered to send the two back to the dormitory in person, and Mo Bai readily agreed.

He didn't know if the strange snake would go and come back.

The two followed behind Dumbledore, and Hermione was still tugging at the hem of her dark white clothes.

As soon as he got down to the fifth floor, Mo Bai found that the ground was full of water, as if there was a water leak somewhere. Just after turning a corner, he saw a group of people discussing in front of him, and Professor McGonagall was directing the students in the crowd them.

"Everyone go back to the dormitory! Except you two."

The crowd dispersed, and Mo Bai noticed that Malfoy was among the crowd and glared at them sullenly.

He was thoughtful.

After the crowd completely dispersed and only the teacher was left, Mo Bai finally saw the scene ahead.

I saw a cat hanging stiffly on the lamp in the corridor, looking as if it had been dead for a long time, Harry Potter stood below with an innocent face, Ron stood beside him, and Hogwarts janitor Ah Gus Filch stared at him with red eyes.

"You killed my cat! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to..."

"Argus!"

Dumbledore stopped Filch from choking Harry.

Seeing Dumbledore, Filch immediately complained with a broken voice.

"Headmaster, this bloody Harry Potter killed my cat!"

"Argus Filch!"

Dumbledore called out his full name this time, "Anyone is innocent until proven guilty."

He glanced at the stiff cat, and then noticed a line written in blood on the wall next to it.

[The mysterious room has been opened, enemies of the successor, beware. 】

A clear look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he turned around and exchanged glances with Mo Bai.

It seems that the murderer failed to attack Hermione and instead attacked the cat as a deterrent.

He reached up and plucked Filch's cat.

"Harry Ron, you can go back to your room, all of you, come with me."

"My office is the closest, principal, it's upstairs, please use it as you like."

A smooth and obnoxious voice sounded, Mo Bai saw that Lockhart was there, saw Mo Bai looking at him, and he smiled friendly, as if nothing had happened before.

I really don't know whether to say that he is thick-skinned or deep-skinned.

And with them were Mag, and Snape, who was a bit at odds with Mo Bai.

When everyone came to Lockhart's office, Dumbledore directly placed the cat on the smooth table, while Lockhart lit the lamp and stood aside, making serious comments.

"It must have been a spell that killed him, or it may have been tortured by magic. I have seen this situation many times, but unfortunately I was not there at the time, otherwise I would definitely be able to save her."

Now even Hermione, who had admired him before, couldn't help but roll her eyes, and Harry and Ron also had unbearable expressions on their faces.

Dumbledore glanced at him, ignored his self-talk, and just observed the cat's body.

Filch sat down in a chair dejectedly, buried his face in his hands.

"She's not dead, Argus."

Lockhart, who was eloquent, was interrupted by the headmaster, and looked at him in astonishment, Filch raised his head instantly.

"But why is she so stiff and cold?"

"She was petrified."

"I knew it."

Lockhart next to him said with a "sure enough" face.

Dumbledore continued.

"Moreover, I can say responsibly that this is definitely not a man-made result."

He looked at Harry and Ron, "You two can go."

Harry and Ron were pardoned.

"You can't let him go!"

Filch's screams made the two little ones go again, and it was not good not to go.

Mo Bai and Hermione pushed the two idiots from behind, making them run out of the office.

"Filch!"

This time it was McGonagall who spoke, "You have to trust Principal Dumbledore."

"But my cat is petrified!" he screamed. "Someone has to pay!"

"I think so, Mr. Filch."

At this moment, Mobai spoke suddenly, and he smiled at Filch.

Filch was suddenly flattered, because his duty was to manage these little wizards, and almost everyone looked at him with disgust.

Facing this dignified young man who smiled politely at him, he was a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Mrs. Norris, that's the name of your cat."

"Ah, yes, yes."

"We are very sorry for what happened to Mrs. Norris," he said, walking up to Filch, and putting his hand on the back of his dirty hand, soothing his emotions.

"But you have to know that what happened to Mrs. Norris is not the fault of Principal Dumbledore, nor is it the fault of anyone present, but the fault of the murderer."

"But we believe that our great headmaster will cure your cat and punish the murderer severely, don't we?"

"Yes... yes, sir."

Mobai seemed to have a certain temperament, which quickly calmed down the manic Filch, and even stuttered and began to call the 11-year-old boy Mr.

"Very well, now please go and continue your duties, okay?"

"You making a lot of noise here will not help Mrs. Norris in any way. On the contrary, it will only hinder the professors' thinking."

"Everyone has their own place. The professors are now in the position of treating Mrs. Norris, so what about your position, Mr. Filch?"

Filch was mortified by an 11-year-old saying, "I should go patrolling..."

"No!"

Mobai quickly vetoed it, and he looked straight into Filch's eyes, "What you should do is to find the suspicious person who is the suspected murderer, and then reply to me...and the professors."

Filch's cloudy eyeballs seemed to be out of focus, and he whispered to himself, "We found the murderer, and I will reply to you."

After speaking, he quickly regained his clarity, turned around and left the room without saying a word.

Turning his head, he found that the teachers in the room were all looking at him with strange eyes.

Professor McGonagall broke the silence first, "Excellent eloquence, Mr. Mo."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor McGonagall."

Dumbledore gave him a deep look, but did not speak.

Snape stared at him coldly, "I would like to ask you two, why are you here?"

He was referring to Mobai and Hermione.

"Oh! I sent them to follow."

Dumbledore said, "They heard an unusual sound in the corridor and reported it to me immediately."

"Oh~ So, these two are the first to discover the anomaly"

"Yes, Severus, I think..."

"I don't think I see anything clearly...Professor."

Hermione glanced at him because she didn't understand, but Mobai just stared at Dumbledore without blinking.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the old man sighed, "Leave first, let me chat with Bai."

The few people didn't know why, but they still left the room relying on their trust in Dumbledore. Hermione looked at him worriedly, and followed his gaze to signal him out.

Dumbledore glanced at the picture of Lockhart on the wall, and with a movement of his finger, a transparent light shield enveloped the two of them together.

"You don't want them to know about the Basilisk, do you?"

The old man looked serious, "I want to know why?"

Mo Bai found a chair and sat down, "I want to know one thing, if everyone knows that Hogwarts has such an unimpeded basilisk, will the school be closed?"

Dumbledore's face was serious, "That's right."

Mo Bai spread his hands.

"I haven't had enough school life, and besides, I was kicked out by my old man. The school is closed, and I have nowhere to go."

"Unless the murderer who opened the secret room can be found."

Dumbledore sighed again, he already knew the other party's purpose.

Mo Bai continued, "But if the school is closed, how can we find the murderer?"

"So you expect me to hide it from them and expose the students to danger just to find whoever hurt Hermione?"

"All for the greater good, Professor."

The young man smiled gracefully and said in a low voice, "If you don't find the culprit who opened the secret room, then follow the clues to find the secret room and eliminate the basilisk."

He paused, "Even if Hogwarts reopens one day in the future, wouldn't your students be exposed to danger as well?"

"Protecting students is not only about protecting students' present, but also protecting their future, right? Professor..."

Dumbledore looked at Mobai with complicated eyes.

"You are so similar to Gellert, Bai, even the method you use is similar. When you talked to Filch just now, you used his method."

The most powerful weapon of the Dark Lord Grindelwald is not his incomparable black magic, but his ability to persuade people.

But only Dumbledore knew that he actually mixed a touch of magic in his voice, and then used superb words to make people agree with his words from the bottom of their hearts.

This can almost reach the same power as the Imperius Curse, and it is impossible to guard against, because to be precise, this is not a magic spell, and the other party is indeed "persuaded" by him.

"Everyone has his role, Professor. I just let him act as an eyeliner in the school. Only he can pass through Hogwarts in the middle of the night, right?"

"Actually, in the final analysis, the real reason why you did this is because the other party's target is Hermione, right?"

The boy shrugged and agreed.

Dumbledore suddenly discovered that the boy in front of him not only looked like Glandwald, but also resembled him.

Just like when he was crazy and obsessed with that person when he was young, he committed an unforgivable crime.

Mobai can also do any crazy things because of Hermione.

For example, killing a Muggle with the Cruciatus Curse, or exposing the whole school's teachers and students to danger, just to find someone who tried to hurt her.

What annoyed Dumbledore the most was that he was actually moved by the boy's last words.

"Protecting students is not only protecting students' present, but also protecting their future."

That's right, Hogwarts cannot be closed forever. If the Chamber of Secrets is not completely solved this time, this kind of thing will still happen in the future.

Dumbledore's face seemed to be a lot older, and even his beard was a little gray.

"I see."