Chapter 469 Getting Worse (8K8K)
Late at night, Filch was lying on the hard bed in his office, hugging Mrs. Norris.
He used to patrol Hogwarts at this time, specifically to catch those students who wandered at night. He called it hunting, and he enjoyed it.
But today was different. He received a notice that Dumbledore asked him not to patrol today, saying that it was for his own safety.
Filch simply disdained this. He, Filch, a person who had been a key keeper at Hogwarts for a lifetime, would be afraid of those students who wandered at night? This was simply a big joke!
So, Filch went out on patrol as usual, but he retreated as if he was running away not long after he stepped out of the office door!
"They must be crazy! They are not afraid of me at all, and they even cast spells at me!" Filch said to Mrs. Norris with a nervous face, "We won't patrol tonight. There are too many of them, it's too dangerous!"
As he spoke, Filch retracted his exposed feet back into the quilt.
What happened today really scared him, and it really made him realize again that he was just a squib. In front of those talented students, he was just a waste!
At the same time, Hogwarts was very lively, and countless students were wandering around the castle with their wands held high.
They were so unscrupulous, but it was not their fault, because the old guy Filch had been scared back to his office by them, and the other professors did not come out to arrest them for some reason, which meant that they would at least have a whole night to find the assassin!
However, such a search was actually meaningless. The possibility of them finding the assassin was very low, and they knew it very well, so the nature of this collective night tour began to change.
The night tour was too exciting for most of them. They wandered around Hogwarts unscrupulously, and the portraits on the wall naturally criticized their behavior.
Then, the portraits suffered, and the students who were in high spirits directly scratched their frames!
The same thing happened in many places. Smiley faces were painted on the armor in the castle, and graffiti was painted on the stone walls...
In the corridor on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, twelve students with sad faces slowly walked out of the Requirement Room. They walked to their respective lounges in a daze. Except for two people who returned to Hufflepuff and Gryffindor respectively, the remaining ten people were walking towards Slytherin. Behind them, Franklin and dozens of black-robed wizards followed in a mighty manner. Zhou Hong's
words of being targeted gave Franklin a lot of inspiration, so he pointed his spearhead at Slytherin College.
This is not surprising at all. If you want to say who in the entire Hogwarts is most likely to kill Mike, it must be Slytherin. At the same time, the possibility that those pure-blood nobles are hiding powerful black magic props is also very high, so Franklin decided to go all out and directly attack the Slytherin lounge tonight!
They walked towards Slytherin in a mighty manner. As expected, they were discovered by the students wandering in the castle. Those students quietly fell behind Franklin and others. They were all very curious about what Franklin and others wanted to do. After all, Franklin was the one who posted the notice.
Franklin was also happy about this. He even wished that there were more people following them, because it would be more difficult for Dumbledore to punish them later. After all, the law does not punish the masses!
Under his deliberate connivance, those who followed Franklin began to become more and more arrogant. Some of them even mixed into the team of the mutual aid association and talked and laughed with the team members inside about what happened today.
When everyone arrived at the gate of Slytherin, the number of people in this team had reached an astonishing more than 100 people!
Such a large number of people naturally alarmed the ghost of Slytherin. The Bloody Baron slowly appeared and blocked the way for everyone.
"Go back!"
The Bloody Baron said coldly.
His face was cold and his tone was deep. The silver blood on his dress was still glowing strangely under the magic fluorescence.
Franklin's team stopped. There was almost no one in Hogwarts who was not afraid of the Bloody Baron. This ghost was simply a ghost!
Everyone looked at Franklin at the same time. He was the organizer of this operation.
"Oh! If you tell us to go back, we will go back. Wouldn't that make me lose face?"
Franklin said arrogantly. I don't know when the magic wand appeared in his hand.
"Go back!" The Bloody Baron raised a bloody axe and said, "I don't want to repeat it for the third time!"
"Really... Expecto Patronus!"
Along with Franklin's shout, a holy white light suddenly lit up from the tip of his wand.
This white light was like a chain, almost thick and substantial, and it hit the Bloody Baron in an instant!
"Ha! A trifle!"
Bloody Barrow laughed grimly. As a ghost, the patronus spell could indeed expel him, but Franklin's patronus spell, which did not even form a physical patronus, was obviously not strong enough. He just shook his body and ignored the white light.
However, this was just the beginning!
Bloody Barrow had just raised the axe in his hand to teach the other party a lesson, and the dozens of mutual aid members behind Franklin raised their wands to him!
"Expediate Patronus!"
With a burst of shouts, dozens of white lights rose from the side of the crowd.
Although these lights were very weak, so many lights gathered together to form a dazzling holy light, piercing Barrow's chest straight!
The students following Franklin and others couldn't help but close their eyes, but the dazzling white light still stimulated them to tears.
When they opened their eyes, Bloody Barrow, who had been blocking them before, disappeared!
Bloody Barrow was defeated!
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At the same time, the lights in the Slytherin common room were on, and Malfoy was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
His legs were shaking rapidly, his breathing was very rapid, and he was extremely anxious.
He couldn't help but be anxious!
He was not present when Franklin and the others took action today, but their actions still scared him.
You know, Malfoy has never forgotten the task Voldemort gave him, and has been working hard for it, and has even made some key progress. If Franklin and the others suddenly jump out and make some big moves at this time, it is very likely to affect his next plan.
Just when Malfoy was in anxiety and couldn't extricate himself, a dozen Slytherin students gathered behind him.
These people are the prefects of each grade in Slytherin. They gathered here to discuss the rescue of the Slytherin students kidnapped by Franklin.
As the only son of the Malfoy family, the richest family in the magic world of Yingguo, and it is very likely that Draco has already connected with Voldemort, he naturally became the leader of these people.
However, Draco, as a leader, is obviously unreliable. Now the meeting has been going on for nearly three hours, but he has been sitting there without saying a word, which makes others very dissatisfied.
Finally, a seventh-grade female prefect couldn't help it. She stood up from her seat, looked around and said in a sarcastic tone:
"Ha! Is this the backbone of you boys? You dare not do anything when your classmates are arrested, but just sit here and argue endlessly?"
As soon as these words came out, several male prefects immediately cast angry eyes at her.
Of course, they also wanted to go to the door to rescue their classmates, but they were helpless because they were afraid of Mike's revenge afterwards.
You know, judging from the current situation, Mike is likely to be crazy, and it is unwise to provoke him in this situation.
The girl obviously knew this, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.
This is the well-known weakness of Slytherins today. To put it nicely, it is called judging the situation, and to put it bluntly, it is called bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and being fence-sitters!
She took a deep breath, looked at Draco who had been silent, and said through gritted teeth:
"If Chris was still here, he would never allow such a thing to happen!"
Draco's eyebrows twitched. He had already noticed that after the other party said that, everyone's eyes were focused on him. If he continued to remain silent, his identity as the leader might be taken away.
The Slytherins would not obey a weak waste!
But he didn't dare to confront Franklin and the others head-on, so he took a deep breath and prepared to say something to perfunctorily deal with everyone.
But at this moment, the door of Slytherin was opened!
Everyone in the lounge instinctively cast their eyes over, and saw the kidnapped Slytherin students walking in from the door with a dazed look on their faces. Seeing this
, Draco was ecstatic, but the smile on his face froze as soon as it appeared, because there were dense figures standing behind those Slytherins, and the leader Franklin was rubbing his wand and smiling at him.
Almost instinctively, all the Slytherins in the lounge jumped up from their seats, drew their wands and pointed them at the newcomers.
But it was too late. Before they could chant the spell, several blood-red lights flashed from behind Franklin, accurately bouncing their wands away!
The Slytherins looked ashen. The number of the opponents was almost too many to count. In this situation, they were afraid that they could only surrender.
"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies."
Franklin approached the Slytherins step by step with his wand, and every time he took a step, Draco and the others would instinctively step back.
"Later, we will do a physical examination for everyone. Please cooperate with us, otherwise..."
Franklin said as he swung his wand, and a red light shot out, smashing a piece of porcelain in the window.
Franklin looked very proud. This was the silent spell version of Disarmament that he had just learned recently, and now he could release it at will.
Draco's face turned even darker. The porcelain was an antique from the East, worth hundreds of gold galleons!
But he was obviously not stupid enough to tell this in front of Franklin, because the Slytherins around him had already surrendered.
Seeing this, Draco sighed and raised his hands high.
Then, a disaster began. Under Franklin's command, the Slytherins who were sleeping in the dormitory were pulled out of their beds one by one and gathered in the lounge. Then
, Zhou Hong stepped forward and used his abilities on them one by one. This time, due to the small number of people, he increased the intensity of his abilities. If any of these people had really assassinated Mike or were preparing to assassinate Mike, he would definitely not be able to escape!
Draco in the crowd looked at the students who were caught and looked at Zhou Hong one by one, and his heart was almost desperate.
He still knew something about Zhou Hong's ability. He knew that if he didn't take some measures, he would definitely be exposed!
However, in this situation, do I really have room to resist?
Draco looked at the crowded Slytherin lounge in front of him and thought so desperately.
On the other side, Zhou Hong didn't think so much. With the help of the members of the mutual aid association, he moved quickly and soon ruled out nearly half of the Slytherin students.
In theory, those who have been checked by Zhou Hong can basically be ruled out as suspects, but those who came to the Slytherin lounge with Franklin don't think so. Anyone
who has been checked by Zhou Hong will be arrested and interrogated again!
This will cost the lives of these Slytherins. Zhou Hong's investigation is still gentle. He just asks a few questions and looks at each other for a few times, but the people in front of them are different now. They seem to be just to retaliate against these arrogant Slytherins on weekdays, and they have come up with all kinds of weird tricks.
Like pouring caterpillars into the pajamas of female Slytherins, putting snakes into the pants of male Slytherins, and conjuring goats to lick the soles of the feet of those Slytherins...
For a while, the entire Slytherin lounge was in chaos, with cries, screams and laughter mixed together. This huge movement even attracted many mermaids in the lake to lie on the glass ceiling on the top floor of the Slytherin lounge to watch!
Franklin ignored all this. He had only one task, which was to find the assassin, so his eyes were always focused on Zhou Hong from beginning to end.
And Zhou Hong obviously did not disappoint Franklin. After a period of chaos, Zhou Hong finally came to Draco.
Two tall and strong members of the mutual aid association restrained Draco on each side and forced his eyelids open so that he could look Zhou Hong in the face.
"Have you ever assassinated Mike?"
Zhou Hong asked directly, and Draco answered reflexively:
"No! Absolutely not!"
Zhou Hong nodded and continued to ask:
"Do you want to kill Mike?" As
soon as these words came out, Draco's expression froze, and at the same time Zhou Hong smiled.
He no longer needed Draco to answer, because the other party's inner thoughts just now had told him the answer.
He turned his head to look at Franklin and said with a smile:
"Catch him."
Chapter 462 and Chapter 461 were mixed up, but the content inside has been replaced, which does not affect reading. As for the chapter name issue, the editor is being contacted to replace it.