Chapter 529
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However, Hufflepuff wasn't actually discussing the so-called tactics.
They weren't even there. They were concerned about the competition. Except for Cedric, everyone was trying to get the competition over.
Most of them had seen Harry before, and some of them had even spied on Harry and written reports on him.
In addition, the current situation was different, and the school was restless. Although everyone more or less knew the reason behind Justin's change, it was related to the Basilisk after all. Everyone was clear about the various problems involved, and did not dare to speak rashly. After all, behind Justin, there was Stephen and the others secretly guiding the students of the Magic Research Society to move forward.
Even Cedric was one of the secretaries of the Magic Research Society.
Therefore, everyone was very calm. They just had to let go of these things. Anyway, no one wanted to make a big fuss in the school.
They were having a good time talking quietly when Professor McGonagall suddenly ran across the field with a huge purple loudspeaker in her hand.
"The competition is canceled."
Professor McGonagall said to the crowded bleachers through the microphone.
The crowd hissed and shouted in dissatisfaction. Oliver Wood was very dejected. He landed on the ground, and ran toward Professor McGonagall without getting off his broom.
"But Professor!" he shouted. "We have to compete … The School Championship … Gryffindor …"
Professor McGonagall ignored him, and continued to shout with the microphone, "All students must return to the common room of the school. The person in charge of the school will tell you more about the situation there. Please leave as soon as possible! "
Then she put down the microphone and gestured for Harry to come over.
"Potter, I think you'd better come with me …"
Harry was wondering why she doubted him again when he saw Ron squeezing his way out of the complaining crowd. Just as the two of them started to walk toward the castle, Ron ran toward them. To Harry's surprise, Professor McGonagall didn't object.
"Well, maybe you'd better come too, Weasley."
The students crowded around them. Some of them were muttering about the cancellation of the competition, while others looked very nervous.
Harry and Ron followed Professor McGonagall back to the school and up the marble stairs, but this time, they were not taken to anyone's office.
"You will find it a little shocking," Professor Mag said in an unusually gentle voice as they approached the hospital. "Another attack … another double attack."
Harry's insides churned violently. Professor McGonagall pushed the door open, and Harry and Ron walked in.
Madame Pomfrey was bending over a fifth-year pupil with long curly hair.
Harry recognized her as the Ravenclaw girl from whom they had asked where the Slytherin Common Room was. On the bed next to her —
"Hermione!"
Hermione lay motionless, her dull eyes wide open.
'They were found near the library, 'said Professor McGonagall.' I don't suppose either of you can explain that? This is on the floor beside them … "
She held up a small round mirror. Harry and Ron shook their heads. They stared hard at Hermione.
'I will escort you back to Gryffindor Castle, 'said Professor McGonagall with a heavy heart.' Anyway, I have to speak to the students.
'All students must be in the common room of their own college by six o 'clock in the evening. No student is allowed to leave the dormitory after this time. A teacher will escort you to every class. No student is allowed to use the washroom without a teacher. All Quidditch training and games are postponed. There will be no more activities at night. '
The Gryffindor students crowded in the common room, listening to Professor McGonagall in silence.
She rolled up the parchment document she had just read, and said in a strangled voice, "Actually, I don't need to tell you that I have rarely been in such pain before.
The school is likely to be closed unless the culprits behind these attacks are caught.
I urge everyone who thinks they know something to come forward. "
She crawled clumsily through the hole in the portrait, and the Gryffindor students immediately began to chatter.
"Two Gryffindors have fallen, and that's not counting one Gryffindor ghost. There's also a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff." Lee Jordan, a friend of the Weasley twins, counted with his fingers. "Did any of the teachers notice that the Slythrins are all safe and sound?
Isn't it obvious that these things came from Slythrin?
The heirs of Slythrin, the monsters of Slythrin —
Why don't they just chase all the Slythrins out? "
He shouted loudly, and the audience nodded their heads and applauded sparsely.
…
…
"What are you shouting for?!"
Jon sat on a chair and looked at the angry Béla in front of him. He was confused.
Actually, in his current state, it was a little inappropriate to say that he was confused.
His body was now in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, adjusting the state of the Weave. He hoped that he could adjust the Weave to a relatively reasonable and stable development trend before he left. The one who was talking to Béla in the small house now was actually his water vapor avatar.
The "magic" of the avatar was not a type of magic, so it was not as easy to control as a spell. This magic was more of an application of the soul, so Jon's current state was not very good at controlling it.
But even if it was bad, he could at least condense a passable appearance.
That was a good thing.
But if someone came over before he could fully condense the avatar, it would not be so good.
So when Béla came over today, he was very surprised.
But he could not leave the Forbidden Forest, so he could only temporarily use the water vapor avatar in the training ground to condense a channel to talk to Béla.
And he was also a little strange.
"You are not usually such an impatient person. What happened to make you so flustered? Can you tell me slowly?"
Béla obviously ran over from Hogwarts Castle, but Jon remembered that today was supposed to be the day of the Quidditch competition. What was she doing here instead of watching the competition?
"Of course I came to find you because something happened. I heard from Stephen that you know about the heirs. Now, I want you to tell me what happened."
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