There was complete silence around the restricted area. Dumbledore lowered his head, thinking about something, while Hagrid subconsciously touched his chest, as if to confirm whether he was really still alive.

"What you meant just now was that Lu Wei thought I was dead, and that's why he went crazy?"

Hagrid scratched his hair, feeling very confused.

"Hmm... that should be it."

Kyle nodded, looked at Dumbledore and asked, "Professor, do you think someone may have used a Confusion Spell on Fluffy?"

The three-headed dog has very high magic resistance, and ordinary spells hitting it are just like tickling, but it depends on the person.

Just like Dumbledore just now, Fluffy was no different from a weak doll in front of him.

He was cursed with coma and fell asleep immediately.

"That's possible." Dumbledore pondered for a moment and said, "But it doesn't seem like a simple Confusion Spell to me."

Kyle frowned and said, "You mean, in addition to the Confusion Spell, there is another spell on Lu Wei?"

"Yes, and it's a dark magic."

Dumbledore took two steps forward, bent down and looked at Fluffy carefully, his nose almost touching his fur.

Then Dumbledore tapped the middle head of Fluffy with his wand and murmured, "Just as I thought... the Fear Curse."

"Fear Curse?" Hagrid was stunned. It was obviously the first time he heard of this spell.

"Yes, strictly speaking it is not a traditional black magic. It only appeared fifty years ago. You probably haven't heard of it."

Dumbledore stood up and asked, "Kyle, do you know anything about Boggarts?"

"Of course, Professor." Kyle said, "It is a magical creature that can shapeshift. It can see into people's hearts and turn into what they fear most."

"The inspiration for this dark magic comes from Boggart?" Dumbledore put away his wand and said calmly, "It can create illusions, allowing people who are under this spell to see what they fear the most at all times."

"It seems that someone cleverly combined the Confusion Spell and the Phobia together, which made Fluffy become what he is now."

Kyle nodded thoughtfully. He probably understood what Dumbledore meant.

The Fear Curse made Fluffy see Hagrid's "death" again and again, gradually torturing his spirit, while the Confusion Curse made it see everyone as the "murderer".

Kyle felt somewhat relieved.

If Dumbledore hadn't discovered Fluffy's problem in time, if Fluffy had broken through the gate and run into the castle...

Kyle shuddered and didn't dare to think about it any further. It was foreseeable that it would be an irreparable disaster.

You know, almost all the professors are on the Quidditch field at this moment, and only a few students who are not interested in Quidditch are left in the castle.

If they met the mad Lou Williams, they would probably be torn to pieces at the first sight.

If this really happened, I'm afraid Hogwarts would have to be closed.

Fortunately... Dumbledore discovered it in time and the worst situation did not occur.

Kyle took a deep breath and asked, "Professor, do you have any solution?"

"Solution?" Dumbledore's eyes flashed. "It's very simple. Just ..."

"No, Dumbledore!"

At this moment, Hagrid suddenly burst into tears, crawled to Dumbledore, and begged, "Please... don't kill Fluffy... he's a good boy... please..."

"I think you misunderstood, Hagrid." Dumbledore looked up at Hagrid who was crying, patted his arm and comforted him: "I never said I wanted to kill Fluffy."

"Really? Really?" Hagrid sobbed, holding his chest.

Although directly killing the three-headed dog Fluffy is indeed the simplest and most convenient way, Dumbledore has never thought of doing so.

Because in the whole thing, Lou Williams is the most innocent one.

After Hagrid gradually calmed down, Dumbledore continued, "Coincidentally, before I became the headmaster, I happened to study the Fear Curse for a period of time, so I have a good understanding of it."

"But now, Kyle... could you accompany Hagrid to the school hospital?"

Dumbledore blinked and said, "I think he needs a good night's sleep now."

Kyle nodded and walked out of the room.

It was obvious that Dumbledore didn't want them to be involved in what was going to happen next.

Hagrid followed him, looking back every few steps.

"Oh, I almost forgot..." At this time, Dumbledore's voice was heard in the room again.

"Fifty points for Hufflepuff."

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After leaving the restricted area, Kyle accompanied Hagrid to the school hospital.

Originally Hagrid didn't like going there, but now he couldn't care less.

Whenever Hagrid thought of Lu Wei's previous appearance, he felt as if his heart was being stabbed with needles. This made it impossible for him to concentrate and he almost fell down the stairs several times.

Dumbledore was right, he really needed a good night's sleep.

After arriving at the school hospital, Kyle explained his purpose to Madam Pomfrey, but for some reason, he did not tell her what happened in the restricted area. He just said that Hagrid was stimulated.

Madam Pomfrey glanced at Hagrid who was standing there with his head down, and without asking any questions, she took out her wand and enlarged a bed in the corner.

She then walked over to a cupboard and pulled out a bottle labeled "Water of Life and Death," and poured the potion's contents into a wooden barrel that was about the same size as the Quaffle.

Madam Pomfrey poured three bottles in total before handing the barrel filled with the water of life and death to Hagrid.

"Lie down on that bed over there and drink it."

Hagrid took the barrel and stumbled over, knocking over several beds along the way.

This upset Madam Pomfrey.

Fortunately, Kyle arranged the beds in time, so she didn't say anything, just gave a few instructions and left.

Soon, snoring sounds were heard in the school hospital.

Kyle finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed the curtains beside the bed.

After leaving the school hospital, Kyle walked quickly across the courtyard, looked up in the direction of the Quidditch field, and sighed softly.

There was no one flying above the stadium anymore, but he could vaguely see a large group of little wizards walking towards the castle.

All of this clearly showed that the game was over! Kyle rubbed his forehead. He had expected this result.

It seemed like it had been like this since last year; whenever there was an important Quidditch match, he would always run into something.

I thought there would be some changes this year, but I didn't expect it to be the same.

(End of this chapter)