On Friday evening, there were only two people in the huge faculty lounge, Amostar and Professor Flitwick. They stood in an open space in the middle of the lounge, pointing at a chair.
"I am definitely not as good at this type of spells as Minerva. Amosta, if you want to make things more realistic, I think you'd better ask Minerva for advice!"
Professor Flitwick squeaked, looking very embarrassed.
"You know, Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall has always disapproved of me using these things to scare students. In my opinion, it is unlikely that she will provide help in this regard-"
Amosta scratched his head in distress and thought for a moment. He waved his wand and slightly adjusted the rhythm of magic input. On the basis of the original creation, two new magic transmission corridors were added. The chair between the two The shape gradually changed. The stool of the chair curved upward. Two of the four legs turned into hands and two turned into legs. After a while, a tall figure appeared, with a body covered with strong muscles and a gloomy and terrifying face. The local man appeared in the staff lounge.
Facing the man Amosta conjured, Professor Flitwick did not express an opinion for the time being, but continued to watch patiently.
Amosta continued to stir the wand, and with the input of magic power, the man's appearance began to undergo earth-shaking changes. His formerly straight back began to stoop, and his smooth skin had a texture as if an excessive amount of hair growth agent had been applied. The hair is as black, thick and stiff as boar bristles, the square face gradually changes to a cone shape, the white and neat teeth also become uneven, the canine teeth are sharper, the eyes are more sinister, and the whole body exudes a sense of lust. The breath of blood.
"Very good, Amosta, at least if I didn't know about it in advance... Oh, there is a detail. After the werewolf transforms, the pupils will shrink accordingly-"
"Oh, thank you!"
Amosta shook the tip of his staff and adjusted this subtle detail. He controlled the 'werewolf' to move around the staff dormitory, making defensive postures when threatened and offensive movements when hunting.
"How did you deal with this werewolf who only wanted to attack you, Amosta?"
Professor Flitwick quickly climbed onto a table and watched with interest as Amosta adjusted the details of the 'werewolf''s movements.
"I guess you definitely didn't have a silver dagger with you at that time, right?"
"You guessed it, Professor Flitwick?"
Amosta smiled lightly, folded his arms in front of his chest, and dug into his mind for the details of the werewolf's body movements.
"Actually, it's not that troublesome. There were more than a dozen werewolves who wanted to trouble me at that time. I used a combination of magic spells to add magic fire similar to Lihuo's properties to the metal spear turned from stone, and nailed it directly. Killing their hearts, this fundamentally blocked the werewolves' powerful physical recovery ability. None of those guys persisted under this magic for more than half a minute, and they were all reduced to ashes...
In fact, there are many magic spells that are useful for them, but some of them may cause trouble for myself... I was still relatively young at that time, and the strict prohibition from the Ministry of Magic still had some effect on me. ..”
"Amosta--"
Professor Flitwick imagined in his mind the scene of Amosta slaughtering these ferocious werewolves. He shivered uneasily several times. Before he could continue to ask, the door to the staff dormitory was suddenly pushed open and pulled open. The senior girls from Winclaw suddenly rushed in with frightened expressions.
It's Percy's girlfriend, Ravenclaw's prefect, Penelope Crevat!
Amosta quickly waved his wand before the door crack opened, turning the werewolf back into a chair. He stared at Penello, whose beautiful brown curly hair was almost soaked with sweat, and suddenly bad thoughts rolled in his heart. With.
"Miss Crevat, maybe you should explain why you broke into the staff room without knocking!"
Professor Flitwick was a good-tempered person, but he still felt a little embarrassed when someone from his own college made such a rude move in front of another professor.
"Professor Flitwick, and Professor Blaine--"
Tears flashed in Penello's eyes, and she looked very frightened.
"Another student has an accident... Phew, it's the secret room!"
Professor Flitwick screamed and almost fell off the table. Amosta narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice,
"Please tell me clearly, Miss Crevat, what is your source of information? Who was attacked, and what is the current state of the student who was attacked?"
Penello's body trembled and she sobbed softly. Amosta comforted her softly for a long time before she calmed down a little.
"--We were in the Transfiguration class just now. Filch suddenly rushed into the classroom to inform Professor McGonagall that another little wizard had been attacked. We rushed out, and Filch took us to the place where Loris was attacked. There is an extra line on the wall - her bones will remain in the secret room forever -"
When she said this, Penello burst into tears. Professor Flitwick came over and stood on tiptoes, patting her back gently, encouraging her to continue talking.
"Professor McGonagall conducted an urgent investigation and found that Percy's sister, Ginny Weasley, a first-year Gryffindor student, disappeared..."
Ginny Weasley?
That little girl who always looked a little sick and lacked energy some time ago?
Amosta's eyes were serious, but why was it her?
"Amosta!" Professor Flitwick screamed.
Amosta nodded, knowing what Professor Flitwick meant. He told Penello to stop wandering around the castle alone and stay with the professors as much as possible. Then he rushed out of the staff dormitory without looking back. .
When he came out, he discovered that basically all the young wizards knew what was going on at this time, and everyone had panic and uneasiness on their faces, looking like they were in imminent disaster.
Amosta strode to the third floor of the castle and found that Filch was driving all the young wizards who wanted to see the writing with their own eyes back to their respective college lounges. In the inner circle, Professor Snape was trying to erase the writing. Xing Zi, when he saw Amosta striding over, he immediately said in a low voice,
"Dumbledore has already checked here and found nothing. In addition, he found that someone used a powerful freezing spell to freeze all the panoramic telescopes you monitor. He is not sure that your monitoring can still record in this case. Download some valuable pictures..."
Amosta nodded, seemingly not surprised.
"I'll check it out later. Those telescopes can automatically transfer the recorded images into memories back to my office... I didn't feel anyone breaking into my office. I think those images should still be saved. With..."
Now, the sky outside was completely dark, and Amosta stared at the darkness outside the window. In a daze, he felt that the castle was already behind bars, but he also felt a sense of relief that something he had been waiting for for a long time had finally come to fruition.
The heir to the Chamber of Secrets finally started to act again, and this time, he didn't just petrify a certain student, but directly kidnapped Ginny Weasley, the sister of Bill and Charlie. To be honest, Amosta This girl has been sentenced to death in her heart.
It only took a spell to take someone's life. After a few hours, Ginny Weasley's body might have been cold.
A little inexplicable anger welled up in Amosta's heart. In addition to being an investigator of the school board, he also had the title of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. The heir of Slytherin almost attacked him in front of him. His students, which made Amosta feel offended.
"Where is Dumbledore now?"
Amosta withdrew his gaze and looked at Professor Snape again, and found that his professor's eyes were also flashing with the same uneasiness as the little wizards.
"Lucius Malfoy, on behalf of the school board, invited the Ministry of Magic to intervene in this matter. Their efficiency this time was amazing... After discussing with Cornelius Fudge in his office, I heard that they were preparing to take Hagrid away. "
"Hasn't Hagrid been proven innocent?" Amosta frowned, "Why are you still holding on to him?"
"Only Dumbledore and us believe--"
Snape pursed his thin lips and looked gloomy.
"When facing pressure, Cornelius Fudge is a weak character. He must come up with something to help him resist public opinion!"
The light in Amosta's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a while, he slowly said,
"I'd better go and confirm what Dumbledore is doing now..."
