Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 757

Chapter 757 Punishment and Confinement

 During dinner, Dumbledore, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared at the teacher's desk on time.

He looked dusty, and his silver hair and beard had become dull. Although he tried hard to hide it, if you look carefully, you can still see the exhaustion on his face.

 “He must be very busy recently.” Kangna glanced at the teacher's desk and said.

 “Yes.” Kyle nodded.

　　Although he was at Hogwarts, he could also know from the recent "Daily Prophet" that most of the current morale against the Death Eaters outside was due to Dumbledore.

 So in order to deal with the increasingly rampant Death Eaters, he had to leave Hogwarts and allow himself to appear outside frequently.

After all, everyone in the wizarding world knows that what Voldemort fears most is Dumbledore. Only when he takes action can others see hope.

This is why Dumbledore has been increasingly busy recently.

"That's right." Connor seemed to have thought of something. She spread jam on her piece of bread and asked, "I heard that Potter and Malfoy had a fight in the bathroom?"

Kyle stood up awkwardly.

 And Gryffindor is still the well-deserved number one from the bottom. Originally, Ravenclaw should have been number one, but a few days ago, Harry was deducted 50 points in one go, directly overtaking him.

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded and said softly: "Professor Snape, I hope you can make Malfoy realize his mistake today, otherwise, I will have to hand him over to Professor McGonagall. ”

 “Tsk.” Kyle smacked his lips.

“Almost all Hufflepuff knows now, and he says you were involved.”

"No problem, Principal Dumbledore." He said, "If there is nothing else, let's go back first."

"Okay." Malfoy raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, his eyes changing constantly.

 Mainly because Kyle was scolded the most in that class. Fifty-five minutes of the one-hour class were spent being scolded, and it was difficult for her to forget.

During this period, Nearly Headless Nick came over, but he was not looking for Kyle, but Harry and Malfoy.

"So you have learned it, right?" Kangna's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "The method that Professor Lagore mentioned...the method of using magic words to change the essence of magic."

"It's hard to say." Kyle rubbed his forehead. Thinking of the grumpy old professor gave him a headache, and this wasn't the only thing he wanted to learn.

"Don't worry, I won't fire you, Mr. Malfoy, but you must realize your mistake."

Then how did she know? It couldn't be Snape...

"It doesn't matter, Hufflepuff doesn't lack the fifty points now." Connor said.

 At the same time, in the principal's office on the eighth floor. Dumbledore steeled himself and said to the two people in front of him.

“Oh, it's Mikel.” Kangna said casually: “In order to stay up all night to catch up on homework, he went to the school hospital in the afternoon to get some pick-me-up, and happened to hear some.

"I guess I've learned it." He thought for a moment and said: "Another reason is that the spells used by Harry and Malfoy are not particularly complicated and relatively difficult. It would definitely not work if they were replaced by two professors. ”

 This is what she doesn't understand the most.

 The thing that impressed her the most... was using magic words to change the magic power. To put it simply, it was to invalidate the magic.

But of course Kyle didn't know what she was thinking.

 After dinner, everyone stood up and left the table one after another, preparing to return to the common room.

Shouldn't Kyle be in the Room of Requirement? Why did he suddenly run to the seventh floor and get involved with Potter and Malfoy?

 Hufflepuff has occupied the first place in this year's house score rankings since Christmas, and its score is more than 80 points higher than the second-placed Slytherin.

"It's a coincidence that I just decided to take a day off, and something like this happened again, so I tried to persuade him to start a fight." Kyle briefly recounted what happened before, including overhearing the explosion and rushing to the scene. He went to the seventh floor and pulled Harry and Malfoy away, saving them from being carried to the campus hospital.

 But the next second, a person came in front of him, blocking this gaze.

　　is Snape.

“That's pretty good,” Kangna couldn't help laughing. “At least Professor Lagore won't scold you anymore, right?”

“So I want to deduct 100 points from Slytherin, and confinement is also required. Professor Snape is in charge. As for the time... it will be from eight to eleven every Saturday morning until the end of the school year.”

“What about you, why did you get involved?” Kangna asked.

Kyle did not move, but sat there and waited for a while. He felt that there was a high probability that he would be called to the principal's office. Waiting here would save him a lot of walking.

Lagor is the Charms professor in the Room of Requirement who looks exactly like Old Tom from the Leaky Cauldron.

He remembered that Kangna had been doing homework in the common room in the afternoon, and he didn't seem to find a chance to tell her about it.

 The two returned to the common room.

But after waiting for more than ten minutes, everyone in the auditorium was gone, and no one came to ask him to go to the principal's office.

"There is indeed such a thing." Kyle said: "And the two of them are serious about it, and they are determined to fight until death."

I have to say that Mikel was born to be an Auror, and he has never disappointed anyone when it comes to gathering intelligence.

"Yeah..." Kyle nodded subconsciously, but he was stunned for a moment, "Wait, who did you listen to?"

"That was my guess wrong." Kyle shrugged indifferently, "It's just a pity... I think I can add at least fifty points this time."

"It seems you guessed wrong." Connor said with some humor: "Professor Dumbledore didn't want to find you as the person responsible for breaking up the fight."

 Kangana and Kyle had attended his classes several times before. Although she didn't understand them, she still remembered some of his key points.

"Don't worry, I will..." Snape said, still standing in front of Malfoy.

Then he turned around and pushed hard. Malfoy seemed not to have expected that he would do this, and his body staggered and almost hit the table next to him.

He turned his eyes to Snape angrily, but it seemed that because Dumbledore was beside him, he said nothing. He just took a deep breath, opened the door and strode outside.

 Snape followed soon after.

Soon, the two of them arrived in the corridor outside.

 “Do you know what you just did?”

As soon as they left the scope of the principal's office, Snape chased after him and said coldly: "Looking at Dumbledore with that look, are you afraid that he won't know your ulterior motives? If it weren't for me, you might have already was discovered."

 “Yeah, that's really troublesome for you.” Malfoy's voice was also cold. "I guess you must be regretting it now, for agreeing to protect this stupid student like me."

 “Yes, you are indeed stupid,” said Snape.

Malfoy became even more angry and kicked the armor next to him hard.

“Hey, boy, what do you want to do? Challenge me to a duel?” a knight said loudly in the portrait.

 But neither Malfoy nor Snape paid attention to him.

"You think you are great, don't you?" Malfoy suddenly showed a sneer, "You protected me in front of Dumbledore, so I should be grateful and tell you all the plans?"

"I didn't think so." Snape frowned. "But I must remind you that it is best to put away all your thoughts in front of Dumbledore, let alone show your ambitions and goals. Otherwise, it will be easy to see through."

"You don't need to meddle in other people's business!" Malfoy said, "Bella taught me Occlumency during the holidays, and Dumbledore couldn't see through what I was thinking."

"Really?" Snape sneered, "Do you think you can stop Dumbledore after hastily practicing Occlumency for a month? Not only do you overestimate yourself, you also underestimate Dumbledore."

 Malfoy was obviously still a little unconvinced. "Then let me put it another way." Snape glanced at him, "Do you think you can hide your secret from the Dark Lord?"

Hearing the name of the Dark Lord, Malfoy suddenly stopped in place, his body couldn't help trembling, and cold sweat fell down his forehead.

 “I guess not,” said Snape.

 Malfoy did not refute because Snape was telling the truth.

He didn't even dare to think of that name, so how could he hide his thoughts in front of him.

"In that case..." Snape said sarcastically: "Then why do you think you can deceive Dumbledore?

 “Or maybe you have forgotten, Dumbledore is the person the Dark Lord fears most.”

Malfoy raised his head in horror, as if he didn't expect Snape to say such...rebellious words, even though what he said was true.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just making an analogy." Snape said, "In short, when you face Dumbledore in the future, you'd better put away all your thoughts, let alone look into his eyes. "

"I know..." After a long time, Malfoy muttered quietly and continued walking downstairs.

"So the reason." Snape came next to him, "No matter what you want to do, you should reduce your existence as much as possible now, why bother Potter."

 “That Scarhead!” Malfoy said viciously. "He followed me and discovered my secret!"

 “Secret?” Snape frowned: “Has your plan been seen by him?”

There was another silence for a while, until they reached the foyer on the first floor, Malfoy finally spoke:

 “No, I discovered him, but I didn't see that much.”

 At this point, Malfoy's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "If it weren't for that nosy Kyle, I would definitely teach him a lesson!"

 “You'd better give up this idea,” Snape said flatly.

 “What, you want to protect Harry Potter?” Malfoy said, squinting his eyes.

"No, I'm talking about another person." Snape said softly, "Nosy Kyle... He does like to meddle in other people's business, but you'd better forget about it and just pretend that nothing happened... At least in Don't bother him until you complete your plan."

After another pause, Malfoy said, "I know what to do, I don't need you to teach me!"

By this time, the two of them had arrived at the door of the Slytherin common room, and Malfoy spoke the password.

"that power!"

A huge snake-like statue swam from the side and formed a door with its body.

Malfoy walked straight in and closed the door hard.

 "Draco, you're back." A group of people immediately gathered around.

 “How are you, are you okay?” Pansy asked worriedly.

"What can I do?" Malfoy said perfunctorily. He pushed Pansy away and walked to an armchair in the corner to sit down.

 Of course he knew what Snape meant.

Don't bother Kyle...yeah, he got himself under control easily with just a wave of his wand, and that weird magic that turns the blaster into a raven.

 Before his plan is completed, he must stay as far away from the other party as possible.

But to put it simply, in addition to dealing with Dumbledore, the other task that person gave him was to kill Kyle.

 So no matter what, he couldn't stay out of it. The stronger Kyle was, the more irritable he felt.

Especially now that it is May, if the task cannot be completed before the holiday, that person will definitely not let him go.

 The intense pressure almost made Malfoy collapse.

 Although he had already thought of a plan, when he was about to implement it, he suddenly regretted it.

 Because this plan will affect too many people, many innocent students will be involved, and he doesn't want this.

It is precisely because of this that he was on the verge of collapse under tremendous pressure and went to the bathroom to vent, and was seen by Harry.

Malfoy grabbed his hair and struggled again.

Crabbe and Goyle originally wanted to go there, but seeing him like this, they stopped, looked at each other and then went elsewhere.

On the other side, after Malfoy and Snape left, only Dumbledore and Harry were left in the principal's office.

Harry stood there nervously, waiting for his punishment.

But at this time, he felt much more relaxed than before. After all, even Malfoy had not been expelled, so he definitely didn't have to worry.

Sure enough, his punishment was the same as Malfoy's, which was points deduction and confinement, except that the one he needed to find was Professor McGonagall.

 Harry had no objection to the confinement, as long as he didn't go to Snape, he could accept it.

 The only problem is Quidditch.

"Professor, can I change the time." He hesitated. "There is a Quidditch match on Saturday morning next month. Can I go see Professor McGonagall in the afternoon? It doesn't matter even if the time is doubled."

"I really want to promise you, Harry, but I can't." Dumbledore shook his head. "You have to realize what you did wrong. Missing an activity you like may be more meaningful than a simple confinement."

"Okay, you should go back to bed now." Dumbledore said, rubbing his eyes.

"Professor, I have one more thing!" Harry said suddenly: "Maybe it can make up for my mistake this time."

 “What?” Dumbledore raised his head and asked.

"This is it." Harry took out a small glass bottle, "I got Slughorn's memory."

"This is really exciting news." Dumbledore suddenly stopped feeling sleepy. "That's great. I knew you could do it."

 “Hermione has been a great help to me,” said Harry.

 “Oh? Miss Granger?”

"Yes." Harry nodded: "After the first week of vacation, she gave me a glass of pumpkin juice at breakfast and asked me to find Slughorn.

“Everything went well after that, I went to Slughorn's office with a bottle of wine and he was very happy and drank a lot.

“Then we talked about the love potion thing last time. Although he didn't want to mention it, he still told me his suspicion that someone wanted to use him against someone in the school. He guessed it was me.

“I told him I needed his help with that memory.”

“So Horace gave you his memory?” Dumbledore asked.

"Yes," Harry said with a smile, "He gave it to me."

"I guess you must have had good luck that day." Dumbledore said with a smile. "You have a very good friend, and a very generous one."

From Harry's words, it was not difficult to tell that what he drank in the morning was not ordinary pumpkin juice, but pumpkin juice with Felixir added.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to come to Slughorn's door when he wanted to drink and successfully got what he wanted.

But Dumbledore didn't pay too much attention to this, or it was not the time now.

While Harry was speaking, he had already stood up, holding Slughorn's memory and striding to the cabinet with the pensieve.

"Now." Dumbledore put the pensieve on the table and poured the memory in the bottle into it. "We are finally going to see the truth of the matter. Harry, come here..."

 (End of this chapter)

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