Chapter 53 MacGuffin is behind the scenes?
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 53 MacGuffin is behind the scenes?
Hermione and the others slowly moved forward.
Filch found that almost all the Gryffindor students on the night tour tonight were blocked at the door by Filch, with a look of doomsday coming, and there were a lot of Slytherins with the same expression beside them, and Malfoy was among them.
Standing beside him was Snape, a black bat monster.
He had a distorted expression on his face, and the muscles on his face were trembling almost uncontrollably in anger.
Also—Hermione had never seen Professor McGonagall look so ugly.
When she saw Hermione leading Harry and the others coming from the opposite corridor—Professor McGonagall showed an extremely disappointed expression.
Hermione's heart was tightly gripped, and she almost couldn't breathe. She hoped that Professor McGonagall could teach her a lesson, deduct points, put them in confinement, and reprimand them.
But she just pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.
At this time, even Snape had a constipated expression on his face, and those two pairs of pupils stared coldly at the Slytherin students behind him, especially those senior students.If his eyes could work their magic now, these guys would have been burned to death, their bones turned to ashes.
In contrast, Filch was happy, the few greasy, curly gray hairs hanging sparsely on his head could no longer hide the slanted corners of his smiling eyebrows.
That wrinkled face is like a chrysanthemum, blooming brilliantly.
This guy is constantly checking and counting the number of students with his eyes, muttering something.
It is estimated that it is cost-effective who will be the unlucky student who will be expelled this time, which ones will fall into his hands, and how many will be imprisoned again...
The Fat Lady's portrait tunnel opened, and Percy slipped out.
"Professor, all the absent students of Gryffindor are here."
He held an arm-length parchment scroll in his hand, which was densely packed with many names written in sequence.
When he came in front of Professor McGonagall, he looked at George and Fred, who were dejected, with an expression of "arrogance" and "hating iron for steel".
When Professor McGonagall was looking at the parchment.
"Let's go! Go to the hall, the other professors and Headmaster Dumbledore still want to find out what happened this night?"
Holding the old oil lamp, Filch walked slowly past Snape.
He was a little impatient.
"It's MacGuffin, Professor!" A trembling and sharp voice rang out among the crowd, attracting everyone's attention.
"It's him, it's him——McGuffin Albert invited us to the trophy showroom for a duel at night." Malfoy screamed loudly, tremblingly grabbing the corner of his clothes, and uttered a 'story' that shocked everyone present.
In Malfoy's description, McGuffin Albert was a vile and shameless lunatic-this matter was his ruse from beginning to end.
First, invite the two colleges to the trophy showroom at night, and then report to Filch, so that these students, including himself innocent, will be expelled.
"Malfoy, are you crazy!"
"that is not……"
George and Weasley shouted in surprise, and when they were still talking, Snape's eyes flickered with interest, and a spell turned them into petrification, preventing George and Weasley from exploding themselves.
"Go on, Malfoy, it's an interesting statement, I want to hear it."
Harry, Hermione and the others had heard of this crazy theory of Malfoy before, but they dared not say that it was made up by Malfoy. Once they were told, they would be known to be in the corridor on the fourth floor, and they could easily be guessed that they had been to the restricted area—that would be an extra crime.
It will add fuel to an already messy situation.
Several people could only hold their fists and watch Malfoy talking nonsense.
Malfoy heard that Professor Snape was interested.
Knowing that his chance had come, he hurriedly emphasized the theory that MacGuffin was a Muggle lunatic in his heart.
"He's a mastermind,...the man must have some brain problems...he likes to see people suffer...I suspect he's a criminal even in the Muggle world, a lunatic...a..."
"That's enough...Malfoy, stop talking nonsense and trying to make up such a lie to get away with your punishment....If you don't have any evidence, I'll write to your father and tell him that you still don't want to repent, but wronged a good student who is normal and more disciplined than most of you—at least he won't run around with a large group of other students in the middle of the night."
After listening for a long time, Professor McGonagall immediately interrupted the nonsense.
Harry, Ron was secretly pleased.
"Professor, but..." Malfoy was in a hurry, and said immediately, "I had a duel with McGuffin as agreed before the start of school, but he didn't show up. It's not who he reported."
Professor McGonagall glanced at Malfoy in disgust, and said directly, "I didn't hear anything wrong, but I learned that you are one of the culprits of this incident. On the contrary, McGuffin has always followed the rules and regulations, and wandered around Hogwarts at night with you."
"Really?" Snape flickered dangerously.
"Professor McGonagall, I can't agree with that, does Malfoy have some doubts about what he said?" he continued.
"Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall screamed, staring at the other party with sharp eyes, unable to believe that the other party believed such outrageous words, which were illogical at all.
——Put everything tonight on a little first-year wizard?
But Snape's eyes were like poisonous snakes, bringing a cold and merciless chill, hissing and dripping deadly venom.
"Let's ask what other people say"
As soon as the words fell, the Slytherin Quidditch team captain behind him led the crowd to keep responding to Malfoy's words, and accused McGuffin of being the mastermind behind the night duel in the parade.
"It's him, it's him, who made an appointment with us to meet in the trophy showroom."
"Indeed, he said there was going to be a duel, a contest between Slytherins and Gryffindors!"
"He said it in front of me himself."
……
In an instant, almost all the Slytherins seemed to know that McGuffin was the manipulator of this incident at this moment, and there were many discussions, and they continued to have the courage to report the behind-the-scenes mastermind.
Even some of the Gryffindor students were skeptical, discussing in whispers whether MacGuffin was a traitor or not.
Disclose the news of everyone's "challenge" to Filch.
"After all, he was the only one who didn't come, didn't he?"
"..." Even Thomas and the others in the dormitory dodged their eyes and had doubts in their hearts.
George, Fred's eyeballs kept rolling, and he wanted to say something, but his petrified body couldn't move.
"Professor McGonagall, I think we should call McGuffin Albert out of the Gryffindor dormitory and interrogate him."
Snape had a smug look on his face.
Harry was very angry when he heard it, and wanted to question the old bat loudly, but Ron quickly pulled Harry from the side to do something stupid.
"We know that McGuffin didn't do this. By jumping out now, it's exposing us that we have been to the restricted area on the fourth floor. Let's take a look first." Ron persuaded in a low voice.
Seamus, who was in the same dormitory next to him, whispered to Neville.
"Whether McGuffin Albert did it or not, it's likely that he told Filch that he was a traitor, not Gryffindor..."
"No way..." Neville said weakly.
"Damn it, we're still in the same dormitory...don't tell us..." Dean looked suspicious.
"I just said that guy is weird, not qualified to be assigned to Gryffindor at all. Even if he wasn't born as a dark wizard in the rumors, he should have been sorted in Slytherin. Speaking of which, that guy must have done something to the Sorting Hat that day, which caused him to come to Gryffindor... He must have some kind of conspiracy here..."
Most of the group of Gryffindor wizards gradually became suspicious and cursed McGuffin in a low voice, especially Seamo Ghani and Dean Thomas who were in the same dormitory were the most angry.
"Percy, call McGuffin into the hall!"
Professor McGonagall did not expect such a thing to happen.
After giving Percy her orders, she left alone, walking in front alone, trembling with rage.
Not sure because of the 'lawlessness' of the McGuffin?Or are these little wizards shirking their responsibilities and having no brains?
There was a smile on the corner of Snape's mouth, and he said to everyone in Gryffindor, including Harry, in a soft tone that he had almost never seen in his life, or would never appear in the future.
"A few of you go to the hall, and the rest go to the Gryffindor lounge and wait."
He singled out Seamus and Thomas, who were full of resentment and shouted the most.
Then he turned to point out a few people to the Slytherin behind, and said, "Malfoy and you too, the rest of you should go back to the dormitory and wait for the results."
"You...don't think it's going to end so easily!" Snape finally reminded the rest of the young wizards with relaxed faces.
Regardless of the faces these little wizards pull down.
He turned and walked away, striding forward, his cape snapping like an old bat about to start a hunt.
(End of this chapter)
Hermione and the others slowly moved forward.
Filch found that almost all the Gryffindor students on the night tour tonight were blocked at the door by Filch, with a look of doomsday coming, and there were a lot of Slytherins with the same expression beside them, and Malfoy was among them.
Standing beside him was Snape, a black bat monster.
He had a distorted expression on his face, and the muscles on his face were trembling almost uncontrollably in anger.
Also—Hermione had never seen Professor McGonagall look so ugly.
When she saw Hermione leading Harry and the others coming from the opposite corridor—Professor McGonagall showed an extremely disappointed expression.
Hermione's heart was tightly gripped, and she almost couldn't breathe. She hoped that Professor McGonagall could teach her a lesson, deduct points, put them in confinement, and reprimand them.
But she just pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.
At this time, even Snape had a constipated expression on his face, and those two pairs of pupils stared coldly at the Slytherin students behind him, especially those senior students.If his eyes could work their magic now, these guys would have been burned to death, their bones turned to ashes.
In contrast, Filch was happy, the few greasy, curly gray hairs hanging sparsely on his head could no longer hide the slanted corners of his smiling eyebrows.
That wrinkled face is like a chrysanthemum, blooming brilliantly.
This guy is constantly checking and counting the number of students with his eyes, muttering something.
It is estimated that it is cost-effective who will be the unlucky student who will be expelled this time, which ones will fall into his hands, and how many will be imprisoned again...
The Fat Lady's portrait tunnel opened, and Percy slipped out.
"Professor, all the absent students of Gryffindor are here."
He held an arm-length parchment scroll in his hand, which was densely packed with many names written in sequence.
When he came in front of Professor McGonagall, he looked at George and Fred, who were dejected, with an expression of "arrogance" and "hating iron for steel".
When Professor McGonagall was looking at the parchment.
"Let's go! Go to the hall, the other professors and Headmaster Dumbledore still want to find out what happened this night?"
Holding the old oil lamp, Filch walked slowly past Snape.
He was a little impatient.
"It's MacGuffin, Professor!" A trembling and sharp voice rang out among the crowd, attracting everyone's attention.
"It's him, it's him——McGuffin Albert invited us to the trophy showroom for a duel at night." Malfoy screamed loudly, tremblingly grabbing the corner of his clothes, and uttered a 'story' that shocked everyone present.
In Malfoy's description, McGuffin Albert was a vile and shameless lunatic-this matter was his ruse from beginning to end.
First, invite the two colleges to the trophy showroom at night, and then report to Filch, so that these students, including himself innocent, will be expelled.
"Malfoy, are you crazy!"
"that is not……"
George and Weasley shouted in surprise, and when they were still talking, Snape's eyes flickered with interest, and a spell turned them into petrification, preventing George and Weasley from exploding themselves.
"Go on, Malfoy, it's an interesting statement, I want to hear it."
Harry, Hermione and the others had heard of this crazy theory of Malfoy before, but they dared not say that it was made up by Malfoy. Once they were told, they would be known to be in the corridor on the fourth floor, and they could easily be guessed that they had been to the restricted area—that would be an extra crime.
It will add fuel to an already messy situation.
Several people could only hold their fists and watch Malfoy talking nonsense.
Malfoy heard that Professor Snape was interested.
Knowing that his chance had come, he hurriedly emphasized the theory that MacGuffin was a Muggle lunatic in his heart.
"He's a mastermind,...the man must have some brain problems...he likes to see people suffer...I suspect he's a criminal even in the Muggle world, a lunatic...a..."
"That's enough...Malfoy, stop talking nonsense and trying to make up such a lie to get away with your punishment....If you don't have any evidence, I'll write to your father and tell him that you still don't want to repent, but wronged a good student who is normal and more disciplined than most of you—at least he won't run around with a large group of other students in the middle of the night."
After listening for a long time, Professor McGonagall immediately interrupted the nonsense.
Harry, Ron was secretly pleased.
"Professor, but..." Malfoy was in a hurry, and said immediately, "I had a duel with McGuffin as agreed before the start of school, but he didn't show up. It's not who he reported."
Professor McGonagall glanced at Malfoy in disgust, and said directly, "I didn't hear anything wrong, but I learned that you are one of the culprits of this incident. On the contrary, McGuffin has always followed the rules and regulations, and wandered around Hogwarts at night with you."
"Really?" Snape flickered dangerously.
"Professor McGonagall, I can't agree with that, does Malfoy have some doubts about what he said?" he continued.
"Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall screamed, staring at the other party with sharp eyes, unable to believe that the other party believed such outrageous words, which were illogical at all.
——Put everything tonight on a little first-year wizard?
But Snape's eyes were like poisonous snakes, bringing a cold and merciless chill, hissing and dripping deadly venom.
"Let's ask what other people say"
As soon as the words fell, the Slytherin Quidditch team captain behind him led the crowd to keep responding to Malfoy's words, and accused McGuffin of being the mastermind behind the night duel in the parade.
"It's him, it's him, who made an appointment with us to meet in the trophy showroom."
"Indeed, he said there was going to be a duel, a contest between Slytherins and Gryffindors!"
"He said it in front of me himself."
……
In an instant, almost all the Slytherins seemed to know that McGuffin was the manipulator of this incident at this moment, and there were many discussions, and they continued to have the courage to report the behind-the-scenes mastermind.
Even some of the Gryffindor students were skeptical, discussing in whispers whether MacGuffin was a traitor or not.
Disclose the news of everyone's "challenge" to Filch.
"After all, he was the only one who didn't come, didn't he?"
"..." Even Thomas and the others in the dormitory dodged their eyes and had doubts in their hearts.
George, Fred's eyeballs kept rolling, and he wanted to say something, but his petrified body couldn't move.
"Professor McGonagall, I think we should call McGuffin Albert out of the Gryffindor dormitory and interrogate him."
Snape had a smug look on his face.
Harry was very angry when he heard it, and wanted to question the old bat loudly, but Ron quickly pulled Harry from the side to do something stupid.
"We know that McGuffin didn't do this. By jumping out now, it's exposing us that we have been to the restricted area on the fourth floor. Let's take a look first." Ron persuaded in a low voice.
Seamus, who was in the same dormitory next to him, whispered to Neville.
"Whether McGuffin Albert did it or not, it's likely that he told Filch that he was a traitor, not Gryffindor..."
"No way..." Neville said weakly.
"Damn it, we're still in the same dormitory...don't tell us..." Dean looked suspicious.
"I just said that guy is weird, not qualified to be assigned to Gryffindor at all. Even if he wasn't born as a dark wizard in the rumors, he should have been sorted in Slytherin. Speaking of which, that guy must have done something to the Sorting Hat that day, which caused him to come to Gryffindor... He must have some kind of conspiracy here..."
Most of the group of Gryffindor wizards gradually became suspicious and cursed McGuffin in a low voice, especially Seamo Ghani and Dean Thomas who were in the same dormitory were the most angry.
"Percy, call McGuffin into the hall!"
Professor McGonagall did not expect such a thing to happen.
After giving Percy her orders, she left alone, walking in front alone, trembling with rage.
Not sure because of the 'lawlessness' of the McGuffin?Or are these little wizards shirking their responsibilities and having no brains?
There was a smile on the corner of Snape's mouth, and he said to everyone in Gryffindor, including Harry, in a soft tone that he had almost never seen in his life, or would never appear in the future.
"A few of you go to the hall, and the rest go to the Gryffindor lounge and wait."
He singled out Seamus and Thomas, who were full of resentment and shouted the most.
Then he turned to point out a few people to the Slytherin behind, and said, "Malfoy and you too, the rest of you should go back to the dormitory and wait for the results."
"You...don't think it's going to end so easily!" Snape finally reminded the rest of the young wizards with relaxed faces.
Regardless of the faces these little wizards pull down.
He turned and walked away, striding forward, his cape snapping like an old bat about to start a hunt.
(End of this chapter)
