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Under the impetus of a series of events, the Hogwarts fell into a strange and oppressive atmosphere at the beginning of the new semester. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Talk △ Net w
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Elwyn had a feeling that the people around him were gradually collapsing.
First was Neville. He was completely scared out of his wits by Snape.
In the second Potions class of the third years, he was punished by Snape to be grounded for two months. The reason was that he did not peel the figs and threw them into the crucible. But in fact, everyone knew what was going on. Snape was taking revenge. After that, whenever Neville saw Snape, he would involuntarily turn pale and break out in a cold sweat.
Next was Hagrid. He seemed to have lost confidence.
Now, in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, the students learned lesson after lesson on how to take care of the Flobber Caterpillar. It was a ten-inch long, thick, dark brown, wriggling disgusting worm. The existence of this creature was almost completely meaningless. Other than eating, it always stayed alone and did nothing else.
Next was Harry. He was now more and more afraid of Divination class.
Professor Trelawney would always stare at him with big teary eyes. The ominous prophecy had almost spread throughout the school. No matter who, no matter when, as long as they spoke to Harry, their voice would become soft, as if he was already a corpse in bed.
Apart from that, he also had to worry about going to Hogsmeade. Professor Meg had rejected his application. This meant that he was very likely to be the only third year student to stay on Hogsmeade's visiting day.
Corin and Ginny were even more worried than Harry.
They completely believed Professor Trelawney's prophecy of death. In their eyes, Elwyn and Harry could collapse at any time. Therefore, the two of them collected a lot of things that were said to be able to ward off evil and break curses. Most of them were popular items in the castle during the snake monster's rampage last semester.
As for Hermione, she was getting more and more paranoid.
This was mainly because she had taken too many classes. Her body and mind had been overloaded for a long time and had reached her limit. Elwyn saw that she had more than ten magic books in her bag every day. He wondered if Hermione would faint at this rate.
Lastly, there was Ron. He had been paranoid lately.
After several unsuccessful attempts on Mount Crook to attack Scabby, he was always on guard against this cat. He showed Scabby to the others. It was now all skin and bones.
From Elwyn's point of view, Mount Crook had nothing to do with Spotty's current appearance.
Peter definitely knew that the real reason why Blake broke out of prison was to seek revenge on him. After all, he was the one who betrayed the Potter couple. He was afraid. As Blake got closer to the Hogwarts, panic gradually took over his mind.
He wanted to escape, but he did not know where to go.
The Hogwarts Castle was currently the safest place. After all, there were so many terrifying Soul Eaters guarding outside. Logically speaking, there was no reason for Blake to break in. However, since he could escape from Azkaban, it was only a matter of time before he entered the Hogwarts Castle.
The mental torture made Peter Pettigrew extremely haggard.
In fact, it was not just the few of them. Elwyn was also very busy during this period.
Apart from preparing the newspaper article, he focused all his energy on brewing the magic potion, which he had specially prepared for Peter Pettigrew. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
He found a tracking potion in the Powerful Potion. As long as Peter consumed this potion, he could use special magic to sense its location within a certain range.
This way, he did not have to worry about it turning into a mouse and escaping.
Elwyn's plan was to mix this tracking potion with the mouse tonic. He believed that Ron would let Scabby drink it. The only problem now was that the brewing process was too time-consuming. Even though he had made sufficient preparations, he could only complete the potion before Halloween at the earliest.
On Halloween, Harry pitifully sent Ron and Hermione to Hogsmeade.
Elwyn rejected Corin's suggestion to play Wizard Chess. He ran to the eighth floor of the castle alone. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly walked back and forth in front of a wall three times before entering the Room of Granted Requests.
The room he requested was similar to Snape's office. The long table in the middle was filled with various shapes of glass, two tin crucibles, and a heating device. The cabinets on both sides were filled with potion ingredients.
These were all things Elwyn had bought from Diagon Alley. Since last year, he had been brewing the potions he needed here and revising the contents of his Potion Potion class in advance.
After a long period of practice, Elwyn's technique had become very proficient.
He followed the formula of the Power Potion and placed the ingredients into the crucibles one by one.
About five hours later, he finally finished making the tracking potion. He mixed it with the rat tonic that he had made himself. The potion was dark red, exactly the same color as the rat tonic that he had seen in the Mythical Creature Shop during the holidays. Satisfied, Elwyn put the potion into a bottle. When he came out of the Room of Granted Requests, he found that the Halloween party had already begun. He hurried into the hall.
Hundreds of jack-o '-lanterns were hung in the hall. There were also a group of bats flapping their wings and many orange streamers spitting flames. They floated lazily under the ceiling like brilliant water snakes.
The food at the party was exquisite, and everyone looked very happy.
The tense atmosphere since the start of school had been swept away. Harry seemed to have forgotten about the damned prophecy. Hermione finally stopped thinking about her studies. After Elwyn gave the "mouse tonic" to Ron, his mood gradually improved and he no longer worried about Scabby.
Everything went smoothly. Even Hagrid, who had not appeared recently, was happily sitting in the classroom.
The party ended with the entertainment provided by the spirits. The spirits suddenly appeared from the walls and tables, gliding in formation. The ghost in Gryffindor's courtyard, Nick, who was almost headless, successfully recreated the scene where he was beheaded.
Everyone felt that they had had a good night, but less than ten minutes after the party ended, everything was reversed.
The little bit of happiness that had accumulated during the Halloween party disappeared, and the atmosphere of panic once again filled the castle.
When the whole thing happened, the six of them — Elwyn, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Corin, and Ginny — were following the usual route back to Gryffindor's Tower. They had practically ordered two portions of every food at the party, and their stomachs were extremely bloated.
When they arrived in front of the portrait of the fat woman, they found that the corridor was crowded with people.
"What's going on? Why isn't everyone going in?" Corin asked curiously.
"Maybe they forgot the password!" Ron said with a smile.
How was that possible? It was impossible for so many people to forget the password. Elwyn saw Mischievous jumping on top of the crowd, looking very happy. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Mischievous would only show such an expression when he saw a scene of destruction and sorrow. Could it be that …
Before they could squeeze into the crowd, Professor Dumbledore, who had received the news, rushed over. He hurried to the portrait of the fat woman. The students of Gryffindor's courtyard squeezed together to let him pass. Elwyn and the others huddled a little closer, trying to see where the trouble was.
"Oh, my God!" Hermione suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Elwyn's arm tightly.
In front of them, the portrait of the fat woman had been viciously vandalized. The portrait and pieces of canvas were everywhere on the ground, and a large piece of canvas had been completely torn from the frame.
"Professor Meg, please go to Filch immediately and tell him to look for the fat lady on every painting in the castle," Dumbledore said quickly.
"You'll be lucky!" Mischievous grinned.
"What do you mean, Mischievous?" Dumbledore asked calmly.
"Excuse me, Mr. Headmaster!" Mischievous's smile faded a little. He didn't dare laugh at Dumbledore, so he adopted an oily tone. "She didn't want to be seen. She was in a mess. I saw her run across the landscape on the fifth floor, sir, hiding among the trees, crying about something terrible. "
"Poor thing," Mischievous added, but he didn't mean to pity anyone at all.
"Did she say who did it?" Dumbledore asked quietly.
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