Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Page 275
Wade sat down and said, "It's just a simple little spell. I'll teach you later."
"Okay!" Michael agreed quickly, and turned to Padma and said, "I will be the first to learn it, and I will never let you suffer like this again."
Padma snorted and said, "I don't need you. I can learn it myself!"
Theo asked Ryan, "Have you finished your astronomy paper? I don't understand the positions of a few constellations."
"It's finished." Ryan said, "I'll help you check it later."
"Please give me some pointers, Ryan!" Michael pretended to be pitiful and said, "I haven't been able to observe the stars for three consecutive classes, but Professor Sinistra has given me all the homework. I've been tortured so much that my head has become bigger."
Vader helped himself to a piece of beef pie, the delicious smell of the food instantly conquered his taste buds.
He sat in the clean and bright school auditorium, with candles burning forever above his head and the sound of his friends talking about homework and competitions around him.
It was so peaceful, so normal, as if the island experience had only been a dream not long ago.
"Mr. Cona, if you can memorize all the star charts like Mr. Carlo, I wouldn't mind reducing your paper assignment a little."
Suddenly, a laughing voice sounded from behind, scaring Michael so much that he almost fell off his chair.
When everyone turned around, they saw several professors passing by behind them. The one who spoke was Professor Aurora Sinistra of Astronomy.
Michael hurriedly put down the baked potato in his hand, jumped up and said seriously:
"How can this be possible, professor? Studying the orbits of stars and planets can help us deepen our understanding of magic, understand the connection between astrological changes and everything in the world, and even predict the future!"
"This course is so important, how can I be perfunctory in studying? I must do my astronomy homework seriously and cannot be lazy with any excuse. Even if studying gives me a headache that seems to be splitting, I will not give up!"
Michael's excellent singing and songwriting performance made several professors laugh. Professor Sinistra stopped harping on what he had said before and shook his head, asking him to sit down and continue eating.
Professor Abigail smiled and suddenly said, "Weid, several professors suddenly left in the middle of the game. Is there any emergency?"
Wade looked at her strangely and said, "I'm not sure, Professor. Perhaps you could ask Professor Dumbledore?"
Michael interrupted and said, "Professor, we were just watching the game. But I think I saw Professor Snape at the end. He should know what happened."
"Well, that's fine..." Professor Abigail looked at Wade thoughtfully and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you might know something... But never mind. By the way, what we talked about last time..."
"It's basically done and will be available to you on Monday," Wade said.
"That's great!" Professor Abigail smiled.
Several professors walked to the teaching desk - Sera Abigail for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Aurora Sinistra for Astronomy, Charity Burbage for Muggle Studies, Cetima Victor for Arithmancy, and Bathsheda Baburin for Ancient Runes.
The group was composed of female professors, and Abigail did not seem out of place among them. Her beauty was dazzling, but her temperament was harmonious and natural.
Wade also vaguely heard people discussing his name. For example, Professor Baburin complained that Wade always secretly helped other students solve introductory puzzles. The tone sounded more like showing off than complaining.
Several people started discussing it.
Both extremely excellent students and extremely poor students are the focus of professors' attention.
When Wade sat down, he saw Michael staring at him.
"What's wrong?" Vader asked.
Michael leaned in and whispered, "What's the problem, Professor Abigail?"
Wade was stunned and did not answer immediately.
When he was in the first and second grades, he still had an unconscious sense of superiority as a time traveler, and regarded Hogwarts as the fairy tale world he had seen in movies.
But as the world increasingly reveals his true and cruel side, Vader has become much more cautious.
But he didn't deny it right away, and Michael already knew the answer.
"Ugh--"
Michael sighed deeply and said, "In my freshman year, the professor had a mysterious man pendant. In my second year, I found that the mysterious man's servant had transformed into a pet and lurked in the student dormitory. I originally thought that it was a bit unusual that this year was so peaceful!"
"Is peace not normal?" Padma heard some of the conversation and asked in confusion, "Hasn't it always been peaceful?"
Michael smiled and said, "Well, you're right. By the way, do you want pear juice?"
He seemed to have forgotten what he had just said, and diligently picked up the transparent glass bottle to pour a drink for Padma.
It was Wade who remained silent for a long time because of his words.
……
Watching Snape disappear with Vader, Hayley screamed in surprise, then immediately covered her mouth.
Mabel held the little girl in her arms, looked at the old man with a white beard, and asked, "Hey, what are you going to do with us?"
Dumbledore looked at the two men carefully through his semicircular glasses and asked gently, "What do you think?"
"I... I know I killed someone. You can kill her if you want! But don't hurt Haley and don't conduct experiments on her!" Mabel said with a fierce expression.
"No, no!" Haley said loudly, "I don't want Mabel to die! If Mabel is going to die, then I will die with you!"
"Don't be afraid, children." Dumbledore comforted him, "I promise that no one will die here... Do you still remember your parents? Do you know where your home is?"
Mabel shook her head and said, "I don't remember anything about the past."
Haley said, "My mother is dead and my father doesn't want me anymore." She hugged Mabel's waist tightly and said, "Wherever Mabel is, that's my home!"
"Hmm... I think I understand..." Dumbledore asked, "Do you mind if I do a simple check for you? - Using magic."
Mabel subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that the old man in front of her was so powerful that he didn't need her consent at all, so she nodded reluctantly.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and soft rays of light fell on the two of them, as if countless white feathers were falling silently.
Hailey reached out to grab it curiously, and the feather passed through her arms and merged into her body.
Mabel watched this scene with her whole body tense, the black air was looming and seemed like it would burst out of her body at any time.
After a moment, Dumbledore retracted his wand, his expression slightly solemn.
Haley is in good condition. Apart from malnutrition and some anemia, the girl who almost died is in a reassuringly healthy state.
But just as he guessed, Mabel's memory was completely erased, completely and irrecoverably.
Even worse was the obscurity.
Children parasitized by this dark force usually do not live past the age of ten, as the Obscurus constantly burns the host's soul.
But Maybelle was fourteen.
It seemed that because the Muggles had used a method to suppress her magic, the brewing Obscurus had never fully awakened. Until today... until she was freed...
Dumbledore did not tell anyone about his test results. After a long silence, he finally smiled.
"Do you want to go to school?"
He asked with a smile, like an old grandfather preparing to give out Christmas presents.
"Go to school?" Hailey was a little eager, but also a little scared: "I went to school before... I went to the second grade..."
Mabel was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask - is the murder just going to be forgotten? But after coming to her senses, she swallowed her doubts and asked, "Can we be together?"
"I'm afraid not." Dumbledore said apologetically: "Hayley will go to a normal school, and you are a wizard, so you should go to Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts?" Mabel murmured.
They had heard about this place from Skeeter, and according to the reporter's description, it was a school that seemed to exist only in fairy tales.
"Yes." Dumbledore smiled and said, "It is a magic school. Almost all underage wizards in the British Isles go to school there. You will meet many kind and interesting companions in school, and they all know magic."
"Will Weed Grey be there too?" Mabel asked.
"of course."
"But...what about Haley?" Mabel looked at Haley, hesitant.
"I will help her find a good adoptive family, and she will grow up healthy and happy like all normal children." Dumbledore said, "You can go visit her during the holidays."
Mabel didn't want to be separated.
But she knew clearly what choice was best for Haley.
The old man in front of him was the one that Vader trusted... He didn't seem to have any bad intentions...
And since we are all wizards, no one wants to find out the magical genes in her, right?
After thinking for a long time, Mabel finally nodded hesitantly and convinced the reluctant Haley.
"...After you learn magic, I can also take you to fly in the sky. If anyone bullies us again, I will knock them down with a few swipes!"
"Magic can also make small ants and butterflies bigger than a house. Then you can sit on the back of a butterfly and fly over the sea..."
The two girls imagined a future with magic, and happy anticipation gradually emerged on their originally uneasy faces.
Dumbledore watched this scene silently, with silent pity in his blue eyes.
……
On the island that had become a ruin, more and more officials from the Ministry of Magic received the notice and rushed over.
After the explanation of the Hogwarts professors, the Ministry of Magic finally realized that the Muggles here were not pitiful objects who needed protection. On the contrary, they were criminals who committed cruel acts against wizards and murderers who killed many innocent children.
All the Muggles on the island were escorted away, and what awaits them will be trial and punishment by the Ministry of Magic.
At the same time, the children in the dungeon were also taken out. Those in poor health were immediately sent to St. Mungo's, and the others would be sent home after their origins were ascertained.
Rita Skeeter had taken advantage of the chaos to retrieve her crocodile leather handbag. She took out her camera and started taking a lot of precious first-hand photos. The feather pen next to her was so excited that it was about to fly up as she kept writing.
At that time, Skeeter was the only reporter on the entire island. Skeeter was so excited to have such a big exclusive news that he couldn't stop smiling. He felt that all the previous sufferings were not in vain.
Umbridge, who arrived on the island a little late, had a gloomy face, but she could do nothing about Skeeter - the reporter had shamelessly woven a dramatic heroic story for herself, and continued to embellish it, and the children also agreed with her.
Many employees of the Ministry of Magic firmly believed this and looked at this brave "war correspondent" with admiration, wishing they could fight alongside her.
A group of wizards led by Fudge finally confirmed the direction where Mo Mo Ran disappeared and walked towards the still standing building.
Chapter 398 Dispute, Fear, and Separation
A dozen wizards were still busy on the island. The collapsed houses floated up and the items buried underneath were cleared out one by one.
Various documents, machines, medicines... were piled up in the open space. In order to sort these things, half of the clerks of the British Ministry of Magic were dispatched here, and even a number of people were seconded from the Ministries of Magic of several other neighboring countries.
Due to Dumbledore's intervention, the American Ministry of Magic was excluded, but some small African countries participated.
Because there are more than a dozen children from Africa buried in the island's dungeons, and it is unknown how many others are buried.