Chapter 2838

After many days, another child disappeared last night. Due to the howling of wolves last night, the adults who searched brought hunting dogs and shotguns.

This kind of hunting is different from the hunting of the nobles. It is full of anxiety and anger. For a while, I also felt angry.

After walking for a while, we entered a patch of heather, and a gray figure moved among the intertwined foliage.

A shot was fired, and the gray animal whined like a dog and quickly disappeared from view.

"Not dead yet," said the shooter.

"You can't even hit that close?" Someone sneered.

"You have your responsibilities," Van Helsing said to me. "Other people have other people's responsibilities. You only have to do your own."

I have experienced many unpleasant things in my life, but I have never felt so heavy as I am now. We searched for the whole day until it was dark, and the shift changers continued to search by lighting lanterns, and those who searched during the day withdrew to the outside of the wolf area.

"Are you going to go back, or go somewhere else with me?" asked Van Helsing.

I took garlic and other things I thought might be useful, and the barking of dogs in the distance carried sad omens, and my own heart became cold as ice.

We did not follow the road that the carriage had driven the previous time, but climbed through the shadow of oak and beech, along the cliffs beside the pass, and at the foot of the deep valley between the ridges. The forest was pitch black against the whiteness of the rocks.

"Is that all right?" asked Van Helsing.

"Denn die to ten reiterate schnell," I said to Van Helsing, a line in poetry that means "a dead man flies like a fly."

After hearing this sentence, Van Helsing laughed, stretched out his hands like steel pliers and pulled me, then continued to walk along the path beside the rock wall without saying a word.

I tried not to look down at the deep valley below, and the dark clouds rolled over our heads, condensing the breath of heavy thunderstorms.

Hope it doesn't rain.

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"I don't see anything wrong with my son teaching that Death Eater bastard, he's just a skin wound, look what they did to me!" Cole's father lifted the collar of his shirt, revealing the hideous scars.

"Please sit down, Mr. Cole." Minerva tried to remain calm and said, "We are not discussing right and wrong today."

"So what are you going to do? Punish him?" said Cole's father gruffly.

"He kidnapped a classmate, a Gryffindor," Minerva said.

"I've heard of him, the Muggle boy, is he crazy?" said Cole's father.

"Did you drink this morning?" Pomona asked.

"What's your business?" Cole's father said.

"Listen." Minerva put down her glasses. "It's almost the end of the term, and there's still the Owls exam. We don't want this to affect the exam, so we hope Donald can go back and calm down."

"Why wasn't that kid dismissed?" Cole's father said.

"It's not a dissuasion, we will pass all his test scores this semester." Pomona said, "Have you seen his report card?"

Cole's father fell silent.

"How about leaving it like this?" Minerva asked.

"Where's my son?" asked old Cole.

"In the break room, I'll have him called right away," Minerva said.

"I'll go," said Pomona, and left the place impatiently.

After leaving the office, Pomona stopped a random Gryffindor kid and told him to fetch Donald Cole, and then she went to the hospital wing to visit Ben lying in a hospital bed.

He was under the swelling spell, his face was swollen like a pumpkin, and he couldn't speak at all. Madam Pomfrey was preparing medicine for him.

In fact, everyone is a victim of this incident, and I am afraid that only Paul is happy.

In fact, Donald Cole's purpose is to hope that Barnaby will stand up and tell everyone that it was not him who beat him like that. Ben was not afraid after being kidnapped. On Cole's back.

Cole was telling Ben to shut up when Severus showed up, and Ben didn't.

Albus didn't let Paul leave the school in order to prevent him from creating the same chaos as in the 18th century, but keeping him in the school is not a good idea at present.

"What do you think?" Pomona asked Ben.

Ben nodded "with no expression."

Kidnapping classmates wasn't a "joke" and Severus took down three of them with ease, but it still didn't stop Cole's curse, thankfully it just swelled up Ben's face.

A lot of people study spells, they only learn how to cast spells, not how to undo them, which is why the medical wing is always so busy.

"Come on, drink it." Madam Pomfrey handed the potion to Ben.

"I'm going out tonight, Bobby," said Pomona.

"Are you going out at this time?" Madam Pomfrey said disapprovingly.

"It's rare to see a summer solstice and a full moon on the same day, and we'll have to wait a few years for the next one," Pomona said.

"I understand, let's go." Madam Pomfrey said calmly, "Be careful."

Pomona left the medical wing.

As the final exam was approaching, Quidditch practice also stopped, and everyone was reading books regardless of time and place.

Because Severus and Professor Carter became friends, he learned something he didn't know before.

Goblin products are divided into goblin-made ironwork and goblin-wrought silver. Among them, goblin-made ironwork is widely used in broomsticks. It not only greatly improves the speed and stability of the broom, but also makes the The price of brooms has skyrocketed, and one Nimbus can buy several comet brooms.

Goblin magic silver is even rarer. Godric Gryffindor's sword is made of it, but magic silver is also divided into grades. The doors of the Gringotts vault are all made of the lowest grade of magic silver. The better ones are used to make armor, wine glasses, etc. In the era of Gryffindor, the goblin king was played according to the level of his artifacts. The sword of Gryffindor represented the existing verifiable masterpiece of high-level magic silver. The legend contained ancient magic, This has been all but lost in the human world.

The legend about the goblin treasure is probably like this. In the 15th and 16th centuries, there was a witch who collected a lot of goblin magic silver and placed them somewhere in Hogwarts.

August Rookwood's ancestor, Victor Rookwood, was involved in the Goblin Rebellion. He started out as a bandit, robbing the villagers of Hogsmeade and surrounding villages, but he later became the most notorious black man in all of Europe. The wizard is gone.

This family has mastered many secrets about ancient magic. In addition, the Black family has many goblets made of magic silver because they killed many goblins in the goblin rebellion. Goblets have a special meaning in the goblin family. It can be said that each goblet represents a goblin family.

In addition to the fact that Hogwarts Castle was once the family property of Salazar Slytherin, there is also a legend that Hogwarts was built by ancient magic. The founders first found Stonehenge and then built on it. The defensive magic that protects the school.

However, people in the school dug secret passages leading to the outside of the school for various purposes, causing the school's defenses to be riddled with holes. What's more, there were goblins digging tunnels to try to invade Hogwarts.

I'm sorry, but Pomona must leave Hogwarts tonight.

She didn't do it for a romantic weekend.

Although she was still looking forward to it.