Chapter 85 The first victim cat
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
When Charles rushed into the auditorium carrying the huge bag he was carrying and getting ready for the banquet, the banquet had already begun. There were no ghosts at the banquet tonight. They were probably all attending Nick's death anniversary banquet.
Charles glanced around but couldn't find the three little ones, so he started to find an unoccupied seat, like a first-year freshman: Damn it?Can this still be done?With an expression on his face, he started to pick up the food.
During this period, I didn't forget to take a look at the teachers' table. It was obvious that Lao Deng did not come to the banquet. He was probably in the office feeling sorry for his pension, and by the way, he liked the new clothes that Charles picked out for him.
Charles didn't care about that anymore. He hadn't eaten anything well in the past few days. Nico's departure made Charles lose his appetite for several meals in a row. In the end, Charles had a great appetite during his trip to France. .
However, although the French food was good, the price and the portion made Charles, who was still in the stage of "a half-grown boy who eats his father", feel that he could not get enough to eat, and at most he was only [-] to [-]% full.
And she also had to bring food to those two heartless boys. Of course, Hermione was still willing. After all, her sister couldn't go hungry. If Hermione was to bring food alone, she would definitely share it with the two heartless boys in the end. It's better to solve it together.
When the banquet ended, Ciel was the only one carrying a huge bag, which caused some second-rate purebloods in Slytherin to ridicule Ciel for being the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Fortunately, Ciel has a phobia of giant objects, so for Thanks Dasha x Bu Min.
Carrying a huge bag of food, Charles followed the little wizards and began to line up and slowly start walking out, preparing to go back to the dormitory to rest. After all, tomorrow is Monday and school is in session.
When Ciel wandered to the gate, he remembered a scream far away from Ciel, and then the crowd began to commotion, mixed with the words Harry, Hermione, and the dead cat, and began to rush into Ciel. your ears.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall, who had experienced the devastation of the Twins and Ciel, responded quickly and immediately organized the teachers to control the discipline of the team, and then began to squeeze past the place where the past happened!
Charles followed Professor McGonagall secretly, and using the path opened by Professor McGonagall, Charles reached the scene of the incident effortlessly.
Ciel squeezed out of the crowd and took a closer look. Good guy, if this was a horror movie, there would be no need for a set. Filch's cat was hung on the wall, stiff as a specimen, and there were words written in blood on the wall. What was written about the opening of a secret room, etc., seemed to Ciel to be some very unreasonable threats.
The three little ones stood aside with pale faces. Filch was crying heartbrokenly and holding onto Harry. Besides, Harry was the murderer. Professor McGonagall took a look at the scene, and her expression was not very good either. It was obvious that she had remembered it. That accident a long time ago.
He was just about to step forward to comfort Filch, who was crying like a child, but at this time, Filch, who was already struggling, could not care about Professor McGonagall, and turned around to look down on Ciel, who was following Professor McGonagall.
He immediately shouted loudly, "You are also suspected! Charles Lancaster! You came to the dinner very late, and you may have done something to my cat! And you often hang out with these three little bastards, you There is also suspicion!"
Ciel was really speechless at this moment. If the wizarding world had a network, Ciel really wanted to type out a black question mark emoticon of Nick Young. Can this also bother me?
Before Ciel could put away the black question mark on his face, Dumbledore's voice came from behind the crowd, "Mr. Filch, I don't think this matter has anything to do with Ciel. He just returned to Hogwart with me." tz.”
As Dumbledore's voice sounded, the crowd automatically parted a path. Dumbledore walked forward quickly, looked at Filch, and asked softly, "Can I take a look first?"
Dumbledore's many years of prestige still had an effect at this moment. At least the old squib who kept wiping away his tears finally found a trace of his IQ. He nodded slightly and signaled to Dumbledore that he was free.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand and started chanting spells continuously. Ciel knew that Dumbledore was verifying whether Filch's cat was really petrified, so as to determine whether Ciel's prediction was accurate.
After a long time, Dumbledore put down the wand in his hand, looked at Filch and said, "Don't be sad, Argus, Mrs. Lorris is not dead!"
After hearing Dumbledore's words, Filch seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw. He grabbed Dumbledore's robe and began to ask whether it was true.
Dumbledore didn't mean to be impatient at all. He looked around and said softly, "What I said is true, Argus, but I don't think this is the place to talk."
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Lockhart jumped out and loudly said that his office was very close and he could contribute. The pride on his face seemed to reflect how much he had contributed.
Dumbledore didn't refuse. He dispersed the watching students, stopped Charles, and led a large group of people towards Lockhart's office.
Ciel came close to the three little ones. Before the three of them started talking, he threw the food bag he was carrying to Ron, indicating that it was dinner for the three of them, and then quickly caught up with the one who was walking in front. Dumbledore.
"Teacher, what do you think?" After catching up, Ciel whispered to Dumbledore next to him.
"It is indeed petrified. Looking at the environment at the scene, it is difficult for me to judge whether that thing is really thoughtful. It is too coincidental, Ciel." Dumbledore frowned tightly and whispered back to Ciel.
"Okay, then I think the teacher should have enough potions to deal with such a situation, right?" Ciel said indifferently. As long as no lives are lost in the great magic world, it is not a big deal, let alone an old cat?
Hearing Ciel's words, Dumbledore showed a rare smile, "Yes, I prepared a lot of potions in advance, just for petrification."
After hearing this, Ciel was completely relieved. Ciel, who was no longer worried, began to awaken his Pippi Shrimp attribute again.
"Speaking of which, teacher, why don't you go to the dinner party and try on clothes?" Ciel whispered to Dumbledore in a naughty voice.
Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked helplessly at Ciel, who was blinking, and then made some ruthless complaints in a low voice.
"Charle, you have to understand the difficulty of a centenarian living alone. At least I am very slow when it comes to changing clothes. Moreover, I also need some time to pay homage to my lost pension!"
After listening to Dumbledore's words, Charles stopped in surprise. He looked at Dumbledore who was still moving forward with a surprised look on his face. He kept asking and repeating this question in his heart. Is this still the unsmiling old Deng?
Dumbledore, who was walking in front, had a smile on his face. Sure enough, the only one who could defeat magic was magic. In the same way, the only one who could defeat Pippi Shrimp was skinnier than him!
Charles glanced around but couldn't find the three little ones, so he started to find an unoccupied seat, like a first-year freshman: Damn it?Can this still be done?With an expression on his face, he started to pick up the food.
During this period, I didn't forget to take a look at the teachers' table. It was obvious that Lao Deng did not come to the banquet. He was probably in the office feeling sorry for his pension, and by the way, he liked the new clothes that Charles picked out for him.
Charles didn't care about that anymore. He hadn't eaten anything well in the past few days. Nico's departure made Charles lose his appetite for several meals in a row. In the end, Charles had a great appetite during his trip to France. .
However, although the French food was good, the price and the portion made Charles, who was still in the stage of "a half-grown boy who eats his father", feel that he could not get enough to eat, and at most he was only [-] to [-]% full.
And she also had to bring food to those two heartless boys. Of course, Hermione was still willing. After all, her sister couldn't go hungry. If Hermione was to bring food alone, she would definitely share it with the two heartless boys in the end. It's better to solve it together.
When the banquet ended, Ciel was the only one carrying a huge bag, which caused some second-rate purebloods in Slytherin to ridicule Ciel for being the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Fortunately, Ciel has a phobia of giant objects, so for Thanks Dasha x Bu Min.
Carrying a huge bag of food, Charles followed the little wizards and began to line up and slowly start walking out, preparing to go back to the dormitory to rest. After all, tomorrow is Monday and school is in session.
When Ciel wandered to the gate, he remembered a scream far away from Ciel, and then the crowd began to commotion, mixed with the words Harry, Hermione, and the dead cat, and began to rush into Ciel. your ears.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall, who had experienced the devastation of the Twins and Ciel, responded quickly and immediately organized the teachers to control the discipline of the team, and then began to squeeze past the place where the past happened!
Charles followed Professor McGonagall secretly, and using the path opened by Professor McGonagall, Charles reached the scene of the incident effortlessly.
Ciel squeezed out of the crowd and took a closer look. Good guy, if this was a horror movie, there would be no need for a set. Filch's cat was hung on the wall, stiff as a specimen, and there were words written in blood on the wall. What was written about the opening of a secret room, etc., seemed to Ciel to be some very unreasonable threats.
The three little ones stood aside with pale faces. Filch was crying heartbrokenly and holding onto Harry. Besides, Harry was the murderer. Professor McGonagall took a look at the scene, and her expression was not very good either. It was obvious that she had remembered it. That accident a long time ago.
He was just about to step forward to comfort Filch, who was crying like a child, but at this time, Filch, who was already struggling, could not care about Professor McGonagall, and turned around to look down on Ciel, who was following Professor McGonagall.
He immediately shouted loudly, "You are also suspected! Charles Lancaster! You came to the dinner very late, and you may have done something to my cat! And you often hang out with these three little bastards, you There is also suspicion!"
Ciel was really speechless at this moment. If the wizarding world had a network, Ciel really wanted to type out a black question mark emoticon of Nick Young. Can this also bother me?
Before Ciel could put away the black question mark on his face, Dumbledore's voice came from behind the crowd, "Mr. Filch, I don't think this matter has anything to do with Ciel. He just returned to Hogwart with me." tz.”
As Dumbledore's voice sounded, the crowd automatically parted a path. Dumbledore walked forward quickly, looked at Filch, and asked softly, "Can I take a look first?"
Dumbledore's many years of prestige still had an effect at this moment. At least the old squib who kept wiping away his tears finally found a trace of his IQ. He nodded slightly and signaled to Dumbledore that he was free.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand and started chanting spells continuously. Ciel knew that Dumbledore was verifying whether Filch's cat was really petrified, so as to determine whether Ciel's prediction was accurate.
After a long time, Dumbledore put down the wand in his hand, looked at Filch and said, "Don't be sad, Argus, Mrs. Lorris is not dead!"
After hearing Dumbledore's words, Filch seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw. He grabbed Dumbledore's robe and began to ask whether it was true.
Dumbledore didn't mean to be impatient at all. He looked around and said softly, "What I said is true, Argus, but I don't think this is the place to talk."
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Lockhart jumped out and loudly said that his office was very close and he could contribute. The pride on his face seemed to reflect how much he had contributed.
Dumbledore didn't refuse. He dispersed the watching students, stopped Charles, and led a large group of people towards Lockhart's office.
Ciel came close to the three little ones. Before the three of them started talking, he threw the food bag he was carrying to Ron, indicating that it was dinner for the three of them, and then quickly caught up with the one who was walking in front. Dumbledore.
"Teacher, what do you think?" After catching up, Ciel whispered to Dumbledore next to him.
"It is indeed petrified. Looking at the environment at the scene, it is difficult for me to judge whether that thing is really thoughtful. It is too coincidental, Ciel." Dumbledore frowned tightly and whispered back to Ciel.
"Okay, then I think the teacher should have enough potions to deal with such a situation, right?" Ciel said indifferently. As long as no lives are lost in the great magic world, it is not a big deal, let alone an old cat?
Hearing Ciel's words, Dumbledore showed a rare smile, "Yes, I prepared a lot of potions in advance, just for petrification."
After hearing this, Ciel was completely relieved. Ciel, who was no longer worried, began to awaken his Pippi Shrimp attribute again.
"Speaking of which, teacher, why don't you go to the dinner party and try on clothes?" Ciel whispered to Dumbledore in a naughty voice.
Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked helplessly at Ciel, who was blinking, and then made some ruthless complaints in a low voice.
"Charle, you have to understand the difficulty of a centenarian living alone. At least I am very slow when it comes to changing clothes. Moreover, I also need some time to pay homage to my lost pension!"
After listening to Dumbledore's words, Charles stopped in surprise. He looked at Dumbledore who was still moving forward with a surprised look on his face. He kept asking and repeating this question in his heart. Is this still the unsmiling old Deng?
Dumbledore, who was walking in front, had a smile on his face. Sure enough, the only one who could defeat magic was magic. In the same way, the only one who could defeat Pippi Shrimp was skinnier than him!
