Chapter 317 317. Letter of unknown origin

"Thanks."

Scott reached out to take the letter and glanced at his name on the envelope.

It's an unknown handwriting.

He walked to the single sofa in front of the window and sat down, carefully feeling the envelope in his hand.

No magic fluctuations were detected.

But after William's letter, Scott had become more vigilant about letters from unknown sources.

He did not open the letter hastily.

"What's wrong with you?" Milton asked him curiously, "Why don't you take it apart and take a look?"

Scott shook the envelope in his hand and said with a smile: "This is a letter from a stranger. I don't recognize the handwriting on the envelope."

"So?" Milton was puzzled.

"So you can't open it rashly." Scott said with an incomprehensible look, "Maybe there is some kind of curse or poison hidden inside."

"How is that possible?" Milton thought Scott was being funny.

"Okay, I choose to take it apart and take a look." Scott stood up.

He placed the letter on the stool next to his bed and sat back on the sofa.

"I think I need an animal that can help me open the letter."

He waved his wand at Milton's confused look.

The light of the transformation spell flashed, and the stool quickly turned into a monkey.

The monkey chirped, raised his hand to take the letter from above his head, and opened it roughly.

Bang.

The moment the envelope was opened, the yellow powder exploded and turned into smoke that quickly filled the air.

At the same time, the monkey let out a cry of pain.

Scott stood up and stood in front of Milton, quickly waving his wand.

"Armor protection!"

The invisible magic barrier temporarily blocked the yellow smoke spreading towards the two people.

"Whirlwind sweeps away!"

A gust of wind swept past, rolling all the yellow smoke together and gathering it into a ball.

Only then did Scott see clearly what the monkey looked like at this time.

It was grinning and screaming, and its body and face were covered with huge blisters that could not be covered by its hair.

"Are you okay?" Milton was obviously surprised.

"It's okay." Scott walked aside, opened the window, and waved his wand again.

The whirlwind carried the unknown yellow powder and flew out of the window.

Scott turned the monkey back into a stool.

"It's really poison!" Milton stood up and looked at the stool.

The paint on the surface of the wooden bench has bulged, like huge bubbles one after another.

Scott looked at the letter on the ground with a sullen face.

At this time, the envelope had exploded, revealing the parchment with writing inside.

Scott clicked the wand in his hand, and the parchment flew up and unfolded, hovering in the air.

Scott and Milton just watched from a distance.

The writing on the parchment was very sloppy, and it was obvious that the person who wrote it seemed to be going crazy.

[Ha ha ha ha!

Have you been punished, you executioner?

Hope you like this gift!

I won't let you go!

It was you who killed her. If it weren't for you, how could she die?

You will pay the price! Mudblood!

I will definitely make you pay the price...]

The second half of the letter was filled with vicious curse words full of hatred.

Seeing these words, Milton's eyes widened.

"What...what's going on?" He said with a pale face, "Who is it..."

Scott narrowed his eyes, "The flames are blazing!"

As he waved his wand, envelopes on the ground and letters in the air burned.

Until they were all burned to ashes, Scott then used a cyclone to blow the ashes out of the window.

"Scott!" Milton suddenly came to his senses, "You destroyed the evidence! We should tell the professor about this and give the vicious letter to the Auror of the Ministry of Magic!"

"No need." Scott sat back on the sofa.

"Do you already know who sent the letter?" Milton asked him worriedly.

Scott nodded slightly, "It's a guess."

"Who is it?" Milton sighed, "Seriously, you should keep the evidence and let the Auror catch that person!"

"It's useless. Even if you leave a letter, they can't catch anyone." Scott said.

"Why?" Milton didn't believe it.

"Think about the content of the letter. The source of the writer's hatred for me is that I killed someone, and I was a woman," Scott said.

"You mean..." Milton also remembered, the direction of this matter was obvious, "You mean the dead Travers?"

Scott nodded, "Who else but her? After all, Travers sneaked out of St. Mungo's because he wanted to cause trouble for me."

"This statement is very unreasonable! Travers...she took the initiative to cause trouble for you!" Milton said angrily, "And her death had nothing to do with you. She died in an accidental separation accident. !”

Scott said nothing.

Milton began to guess. "Who wants to carry out this unreasonable revenge? Travers' relatives?"

"There is no one left in the Travers family, and her relatives will not use such childish means of revenge." Scott said, "If I am not mistaken, the person who wrote this letter is Caitlin Rohr. "

Hearing the name, Milton immediately reacted, "Is she the girl who jumped down the stairs to frame Jacob?"

Scott nodded again, "Her cousin, Elijah Carrow of Slytherin, also attacked me twice. Of course, he was later expelled from the college."

"Are you sure it's that girl?" Milton asked again, "Why do you think it's her this time?"

Scott said, "Carlo said the reason why he attacked me, his cousin Catelyn Rowle hated me and didn't want to go back to Hogwarts to study."

The one who wrote the letter was Catelyn Rowle. Although this conclusion was a guess, Scott felt that this guess was correct.

The only thing that made him confused was that Jasmine Travers had been dead for a year, and she had been completely PUA... or in other words, Catelyn Rowle, who was completely controlled by her with the magic inherited from the Travers family, had just started to take revenge. Don't you think it's a bit too late?

"Since you have already guessed it, tell the Aurors everything as soon as possible. Oh, we'd better go to Professor Flitwick first." Milton was ready to put on his robe.

Scott stopped him, "It's useless. The cousins ​​have already gone to Durmstrang."

Milton stopped moving.

"Durmstrang?" He frowned.

"I specifically inquired about it. Yes, they went to another magic school." Scott said with a smile, "The Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic can't find that place."

"But they will come back, or is it Christmas vacation? In short, the letter just now is illegal!" Milton said.

"Yes, it's illegal, so what?"

Scott still smiled.

"At that time, Carlo and an adult wizard ambushed in the Forbidden Forest to kill me. He was sent to the Ministry of Magic by Dumbledore himself. As a result, Carlo was only locked up in the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic for a while before being released."

Milton frowned even more tightly, "What are you going to do..."

Just then, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Roger and Eddie came back together.

"We are back!"

"Good evening...what happened?"

As soon as they entered the door, they found that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

When the door of the dormitory was closed again, Milton hurriedly told them what had just happened.