Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 203 Fermentation
While McGuffin was daydreaming in the women's bathroom, Harry had already turned around the hall (after a few glances, but no one was there) and came outside the castle.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had just rushed here with a group of students.

The entire scene of the Hogwarts cataclysm also appeared in Harry's eyes.

The green mist completely enveloped the entire castle, and everyone looked like they were running away from the doomsday... The chaotic little wizards poured out from various schools leading to the outside like dumplings.

Whether it is a professor or a little wizard, what they need now is the same:

Fresh air, free breathing... carefree...

vomit--

And being bent over and spit out disgustingly.

With a cold face, Snape ran to Professor McGonagall, and within a few words they wanted to attack Hogwarts Castle again.

Seeing this, Harry wanted to get close to Professor McGonagall and tell her about the activation of the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin...but he didn't know how to talk to her alone.

"Where is Professor Dumbledore?"

At this time, Simo Feigani rushed out of the biochemical gas with a few young wizards.

——Beyond the expectations of the professors.

According to their guesses, those who were at the center of the catastrophe—Professor Lockhart and the second-year Gryffindor wizards should not be able to escape...the whole army should have been wiped out!

"Seamo...how did you come out!" Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses and asked in surprise.

"I... I... something happened to the professor!" He shouted incoherently, incoherently.

The professors took a long time to calm down the little wizard.

And learned a tragic story from his mouth.

Snape asked hastily, "What the hell is going on, have you seen who did all this? Was it Harry Potter... and Albert McGuffin?"

"No, Harry and McGuffin I saw slipping away from the classroom early, just before this happened..."

"Ha! Leave early!"

"I've known for a long time that they won't stay in the classroom obediently..."

Snape said coldly.

The other professors squinted at him.

—(-o-)
Harry looked at the professors and knew it wasn't a good time to talk about the MacGuffin, but... it couldn't go on any longer.

Not only [Blood Curse]...but also Hermione, Ron, and the situation of other students also worried him very much.

He turned his head and looked around for traces of Dumbledore.

——Professor Dumbledore should appear soon for such a big event.

but not found...

He just spotted Filch screaming and running out of the Hogwarts gates, hugging Mrs. Norris, who was rolling her eyes and on all fours (twitching from time to time)...

He stumbled to find Madam Pomfrey among the chaotic crowd.

——she was taking care of the little wizards who passed out and broke their legs and arms when they jumped off.

(Madame Pomfrey directed the prefects to get these little wizards to a relatively open ground, and treat them one by one according to the priority)

Filch screamed and pleaded in despair and horror, and ran his hands at what little hair was left on his forehead.

That body was originally tattered, and it looked like it was from the previous era, which added a bit of pitiful feeling. (Even George and Fred, who have always been against him, couldn't bear to look directly)

"Mrs. Norris, what's the matter with you? . . . Hold on, baby!"

"Honey... who the hell did all of this... I want to..."

Filch was completely hysterical and lost his mind.

He kept screaming the most vicious curses and threats.

Madam Pomfrey impatiently asked the other Percy and other prefects to drag him to rest.

"My Merlin! How many times do you want me to tell you, Filch... Your cat is fine! She just passed out because of the stench... She will wake up after a while... Can you not disturb my treatment of other little wizards here."

But now Filch is completely unable to communicate.

He just howled loudly...

This made Harry very worried about what happened to Ron for a while.

And he hid his body into the crowd again.

"Filch!"

Dumbledore finally arrived here.

As a stream of golden-red flames converged over the lawn, Dumbledore reappeared in that ray of light and landed on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, other teachers gathered around him.

"No hurry... come with me! Filch... leave Madam Pomfrey alone!" he said to Filch, "and you... Mr. Potter!"

Dumbledore found Harry in the crowd in no time.

This detonated the attention of everyone in front of him.

Previously, everyone else was watching in panic the school that looked like a doomsday castle and spewed poisonous mist like a dragon's lair... Someone noticed Harry...

When Dumbledore clicked out, everyone realized that Harry was beside them.

"Ha, I found you..."

"Our famous Mr. Harry Potter... tell me... where is McGuffin Albert?" Snape had a malicious smile on his face.

Harry opened his mouth to speak, but looked at the curious little wizards around him, and closed his mouth again.

"Tell me... what did you and your friends come up with to make Hogwarts like this?"

With a smug smile on Snape's face, he continued.

--ha!How long has that bloody little madman not been here?It's so hearty to hate Harry.

Dumbledore's sharp eyes seemed to see through Harry's thoughts, and he said, "It seems that this is not a place to talk...Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Sprout, you three come with me...The rest of the people maintain order where they are, and don't go in until we figure out what happened in the castle!"

"For your own safety, I think you'd better stay where you are... I ask the prefects to keep track of the movements of all the students and report to the teachers at any time... The chairman of the male and female student unions will find a ghost to see if they can find those little wizards who are still in the castle and haven't escaped in this situation..."

After speaking, Professor Dumbledore led them through the separated crowd on both sides.

Harry kept his head down as much as possible, avoiding the stares that were probing him.

All the little wizards were chattering away, and even Percy was trying to keep order.

Ginny and Luna got together, whispering (not knowing when they became good friends), and Ginny's expression was full of worry about the disappearance of her brother Ron.

George and Fred seemed to be sure that Ron was fine, but they were very interested in the reasons behind all these situations. They and Lee Jordan were muttering and discussing something.

With a smirk on his face.

Snape, Professor McGonagall, and the bewildered Professor Sprout were behind Dumbledore...the group strode forward.

Harry had to trot to follow.

When he stopped, Harry realized that they had come near Hagrid's tree house.

Dumbledore looked at Harry carefully through his half-moon glasses, as if he could see what was going on in his mind.

"Okay, there's no one here... Potter, tell us! What happened to Mr. Albert!"

"Professor, how...how did you know that!" Harry blurted out. He was still organizing words in his mind, but he didn't know how to say it.

After all, I came here alone, and I don't have friends by my side like usual...

Then he looked at Professor Sprout again—only she didn't know it here.

"Professor Sprout can be trusted... I don't think she will reveal the MacGuffin's secret!"

At this time, Snape and Professor McGonagall had roughly guessed what happened.

Only Professor Sprout was still confused, "Professor Dumbledore... I don't understand?"

Under Dumbledore's gesture, Harry spoke about the chaos caused by Gerald Lockhart putting a large group of elves in the classroom, and then McGuffin signaled Harry nervously about his situation...

"The [Blood Curse] was activated, and I saw scales appearing on his body bit by bit... Then we had no time... Before this happened at Hogwarts, we ran away and came to the women's bathroom on the second floor..."

"Ladies' room!" Professor McGuffin gave Harry a stern look that made him a little ashamed.

"Okay, Minerva! This is an extremely smart choice for the two little wizards... After all, there is Myrtle there, and I am afraid that no one can stay there normally..."

At the request of Dumbledore, Harry described in detail the transformation of McGuffin,
Dumbledore was able to maintain his sanity when he knew that McGuffin was gone.

— with a meaningful expression on his face.

His slender fingers tapped on the wand in his hand.

Click and click.

Harry looked at Dumbledore's expression, hoping to get an affirmative reply - an answer that would restore his friend McGuffin to his original state.

Professor Sprout's exclamation interrupted the moment's silence.

"[Blood Curse]! This kind of thing...was cast on a little wizard...who did it?"

"Also, I heard it means that [Blood Curse] has been fully activated once,...Professor, do you all know? And how to save it! As far as I know...Now the method of [Blood Curse] is rarely known, and it can be said that it has been lost for decades!"

Dumbledore straightened up, looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, and said softly,

"Pomona! I'm afraid now is not the time to answer these questions...I will explain this to you in detail tonight..."

"Now what we need to know is what happened in Hogwarts Castle! And how to solve it!"

"Professor Sprout, I think you should have guessed... After all, I also heard what happened this morning... It seems to be related to this..."

"Ahem—"

Snape cleared his throat and interrupted Dumbledore's conversation. He said, "Professor, my opinion is that Potter is not telling the whole truth. I heard Professor Sprout say that the culprit [rafflesia juice] was in the hands of that little wizard Albert..."

"I personally think that all this has something to do with Harry's friend MacGuffin Albert!"

Harry had no choice but to tell a few people that McGuffin had given Ron the bottle of Rafflesia Juice, and speculated that the elves might have smashed the flask.

"...That's why it became like this..."

"No, [Rafflesia Juice] alone is not so powerful, even all the juice produced by a female Rafflesia during the breeding season will not make Hogwarts like this!"

Professor Sprout repeatedly shook his head and denied this speculation.

At this time, someone rushed back from the Forbidden Forest with heavy steps.

Several people turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be Hagrid.

Behind him is a small and exquisite centaur... carrying a very cute little bow and arrow, and wearing a headband inlaid with star gems on his head.

It was the pony man Harry and the others had seen last night.

He was bouncing around Hagrid in circles.

"Stop spinning, little guy. I'm dizzy!"

said Hagrid loudly.

The little guy let out a crisp laugh, turned his head and saw the bearded old man from last night, and ran over in a hurry (after avoiding Professor Snape's stinky face), he came to Dumbledore again, looked at those long silver beards, and seemed to want to tug them.

"Hi! Harry, are you alright? I heard that something happened to the boss at Hogwarts... It's rare, isn't it!" Hagrid greeted Harry and asked what happened to Hogwarts Castle.

"Hagrid did you get what I wanted you to find?"

"Okay, professor, what you said is rare in the Forbidden Forest... After I met the centaur, I asked them to look for it, and only this little guy has some..."

Hagrid was interrupted.

"Ouch!" Dumbledore clutched his chin.

The pony finally pulled off Dumbledore's beard.

He was babbling and waving his long beard happily.

Then put your fingers deep into the star gemstone on the headband, like a reflection in the water, and a shining star is caught out from it...

Immediately, this bright spot grew bigger and bigger, and turned into a black and gold wooden material the size of a palm in his hand.

——The above two colors slowly change and flow as if they are swimming in water, which is very magical.

Accompanied by the appearance of this thing, the air immediately began to emit a strong and strange scent of grass and trees.

"This is?" Professor Sprout's eyes lit up, and he almost fell on the pony man.

"Chen Xiang!" Dumbledore explained softly, "This is a method given to me by an old friend..."

"It's used to recover..." He swallowed, and continued, "Or to calm down the smell of Hogwarts... I don't want our little wizards to have to go to class outside for the next few days and nights, go camping...or just stare at the stench and sleep in the castle..."

Dumbledore giggled, as if thinking it was funny.

"And..." Dumbledore looked at Professor Sprout, whose eyes almost reached into the wooden material, and continued, "I know that the smell of Rafflesia's juice...some spells will not work, and the [Bubble Head Curse] may even be directly removed from the magic power, resulting in failure...I think it's better to prepare some extra things..."

"Okay, Minerva and Professor Sprout went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to see what happened? Save the unfortunate Professor Lockhart and those little wizards..."

"And Severus and I went to see Mr. Albert... After all, we can't let other people find out about [Blood Curse]..."

"Of course, Mr. Potter, you're going with us too!"

(End of this chapter)