The Shadowless Blade Spell was a very special kind of black magic. Under normal circumstances, a special spell was needed to heal the wound.
In other words, if Snape had not been there that day, Malfoy might have really died.
At the very least, Harry could not use a powerful spell to dispel the spell at that time. By the time he called for help, Malfoy might have been dead.
Snape saved Malfoy and Harry. This was the real Snape.
But it was useless to say this to Harry. He hated Snape now, just like he hated the confinement. Every Saturday, the confinement took up the little time he had with Ginny. This made him extremely resentful, even more than before.
In fact, Harry often wondered recently if Snape knew about this.
Because he kept Harry locked up longer and longer, and deliberately mentioned that Harry missed the beautiful weather and the various opportunities it brought.
Snape might have known about this, so he deliberately used confinement to prevent him from being with Ginny.
At this time, Jimmy Perks appeared beside the three of them with a roll of parchment.
"The principal asked me to bring this to you two. I just met him downstairs." Jimmy handed the parchment to Elwyn.
"Thank you, Jimmy!" Elwyn said, unfolding the parchment in his hand. Harry also woke up from his painful contemplation and came over curiously. "Well, Dumbledore wants us to go to his office now, as soon as possible."
"Oh my god, has he … made progress with that spell!" Harry said cautiously, glancing at Jimmy's back.
"Very likely," Elwyn replied. This meant that they were going to leave for Azkaban tonight.
This was good news. If he continued to be idle, he might not be able to resist doing something.
"Let's go, Harry. Let's go take a look at the principal!" As Elwyn spoke, he turned to look at Ron. "If Hermione and Elaine come back later, remember to tell them not to wait for me to sleep."
Ron nodded and looked at Elwyn and Harry who were leaving. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't.
He stood alone in front of the fireplace. The fire flickered, lengthening his shadow until it was distorted.
Elwyn and Harry walked out of the common room and walked up to the eighth floor, discussing the matter in low voices.
Because of the upcoming adventure, Harry was very excited, his body could not help but tremble.
Elwyn was fine. He was a little curious about what he would encounter in Azkaban. What kind of power did the brain of that Evil God have?
If the brain could think, then he might meet the despicable Hailbo himself!
A famous Dark Sorcerer from thousands of years ago, an existence that only existed in legends.
They did not meet anyone along the way. They only met Mischievous flying towards them in the middle of the corridor. He was holding a big box of chalk, and without hesitation, he threw it at them. Then, before Elwyn and Harry could retaliate, he ran away, giggling.
It was unknown what was wrong with Mischievous tonight. He usually did not dare to provoke Elwyn.
Perhaps something unfortunate had happened to make him so happy that he was a little carried away by it.
After Mischievous disappeared, the corridor returned to silence.
It was getting late. There were only fifteen minutes left until the curfew. Most people had already returned to the common room.
Just then, Elwyn and Harry heard a scream and a crash coming from the corridor beside them.
"What's that sound?"
"Someone fell down!"
They stopped in their tracks. Harry was a little confused. He looked towards the corridor, but a deeper darkness blocked his view.
A ball of light flew out from the end of Elwyn's wand. Only then did they notice that it was Professor Trelawney.
She was on the floor, her head covered by one of her many shawls. Several sherry bottles were scattered on the side, one of them broken.
"Professor …"
"She seems to have drunk a lot. Are you okay?" Elwyn and Harry went over to help Professor Trelawney up. Although they did not like her very much and thought she was a liar, they would not let her lie on the floor without a care.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you … "
"That's a good question, my child!" Professor Trelawney said immediately. Her voice was harsh. She did not seem to notice who had helped her up. "I was walking alone just now, thinking about some ominous signs that I happened to see …"
Elwyn and Harry looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Sure enough, it's the same old thing again. Can't you use some new words?
Harry gave Elwyn a look, motioning for them to leave quickly. Elwyn hesitated, looking at the still indignant Professor Trelawney. He was not sure if she would make some amazing prophecy, but it did not look like it.
If it was just an ominous sign, he was not interested in listening to it.
Harry also lit up his wand. At this time, with the light from the wand, he noticed where they were standing: on the right was a tapestry of dancing monsters, on the left was a smooth, hard stone wall, and behind it was …
"Professor, did you want to enter the House of Granted Requests just now?"
"A sign from the heavens. The ominous is approaching, we … Um, what did you say?" Professor Trelawney froze for a moment. Her eyes suddenly became a little evasive, as if she had just seen Elwyn and Harry. "Oh, it's you two!"
"The House of Granted Requests? Did you want to go in just now? "Harry repeated.
"Um, I, um, I didn't know, the students also know …"
"Not everyone knows, but the two of us happen to know about it."
"What happened? We heard you scream, it sounded like you were hurt … "
"I, um …" Professor Trelawney said, cautiously wrapping her shawl around herself. She looked down at Elwyn and Harry with her magnified eyes. "I was hoping, ah, to store some, um, personal belongings in the House of Granted Requests …"
Her voice was muffled, and she muttered something about "vicious accusations".
"But you couldn't go in, there's someone inside!" Elwyn said. What was Malfoy doing inside at this time?!
Elwyn had gone to see before. Malfoy's speed in repairing the Vanishing Cabinet was not very fast, and he had a few key questions that he had not figured out. However, if he could figure out these questions from Lord Voldemort or the other Death Eaters, the rest would be very simple.
"No, I went in!" Professor Trelawney said. "When I came, the door was open, but there was someone inside."
"You went in!" Harry suddenly became excited. "You saw someone inside, who was it?!"
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