After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

The three parties who were deducted points were Harry, Ron and Neville.

Harry and Ron bravely strolled around the castle last night, and contacted people outside the school to pick up a newborn Norwegian Ridgeback from Hogwarts. They were caught red-handed by Professor McGonagall. Neville was trying to send them a letter in a panic, and he bumped into Professor McGonagall.

This time, Professor McGonagall said she didn't want to cover up for them anymore and simply deducted 50 house points from each of them.

Facing the Gryffindors' explicit and covert accusations against them, the timid Neville almost buried his face in his plate. He seemed to hope to avoid other people's gazes in this way, a typical ostrich mentality.

Ron was still very calm and not affected at all, as could be seen from his appetite for this meal.

"In a few weeks, they will have forgotten all about it. Fred and George have been deducting points since they started school, but the Gryffindors still like them very much," Ron said to Harry.

Harry pursed his lips. "But I don't think they've ever been deducted 150 points at once."

Slytherin was the only one where no little wizard pointed fingers at Harry and the other two.

Because they were all warned by Yang Mei and Draco. Don't use childish words to mock the savior. This does not highlight how noble we Slytherins are. Only ignoring them is the most uncomfortable mockery.

"It's obvious that everyone has overlooked one thing." Yang Mei shook her head with regret.

"What?" Draco asked.

"How could Potter and Weasley, two first-year wizards, get dragon eggs out of nowhere and even hatch a Norwegian Ridgeback without anyone noticing? This dragon is definitely not theirs." Yang Mei stopped talking here.

Draco thought about what he said and said, "You're right. We Malfoys don't have any dragon eggs. How could the two of them get dragon eggs? If I'm not mistaken, the dragon egg should belong to Rubeus Hagrid. I just don't know where he got it. Raising dragons illegally is a serious crime. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, even if he doesn't have to go to Azkaban, he probably won't be able to keep his job at Hogwarts."

Zabini and others who were sitting nearby also heard what he said.

Nott propped up his chin and said, "It seems that deducting a lot of house points from the Saviors was also a decision made by Dumbledore after weighing the pros and cons. After all, it's just a few points, which is insignificant. As long as he wants, he can always find some ridiculous reasons to add them back to Gryffindor, such as they are brave or something.

If everyone focuses on the 150 points deducted, no one will delve into who actually raised the dragon. Rubeus Hagrid, Dumbledore's confidant, will be able to escape unscathed from this storm."

Parkinson showed disgust on his face. "That big guy either raises some very ferocious magical creatures or some very disgusting magical creatures. If we don't teach him a lesson this time, he will cause trouble sooner or later. It's okay to cause trouble to Dumbledore, but I'm afraid it will affect our personal safety."

Several people exchanged glances, and then that night, several families received letters from their children.

Let’s not talk about what Hagrid is about to face, and say that at about eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Mei and Draco each put on a hooded robe, and after leaving the castle, they went straight to the Forbidden Forest.

The moonlight is very bright tonight, but clouds keep coming over and covering the moon.

When the two of them walked close to the Forbidden Forest, they suddenly heard Hagrid shouting at the door of his hut: "Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I'm leaving!"

Draco looked back and said, "It's the three people who were deducted points. Why are they here?"

"Maybe this is also a punishment. Don't worry about them, let's go." Yang Mei pulled Draco into the Forbidden Forest.

The Forbidden Forest was filled with towering ancient trees with broad, dense crowns that blocked out light. Yang Mei waved his wand and summoned two bright but not blinding balls of light, which floated on either side of him and Draco.

Ahead of them was a narrow path that gradually disappeared into the depths of the dark forest. They walked along the path, and the rustling sound of leaves blown by the wind continued to ring in their ears.

"Phil, look there." Draco pointed in a direction. "There seems to be something silvery and white on the ground over there. It should be the blood of the unicorn."

As Yang Mei looked in the direction of Draco's finger, Voldemort flew out of Yang Mei's pocket in soul form.

Fortunately, this was not the first time Draco had seen the Dark Lord's true appearance without a nose, otherwise the first scream in the Forbidden Forest tonight would most likely have come from his mouth.

Yang Mei glanced at Voldemort and said, "Since you are out, please show us the way."

Because of Voldemort's persecution some time ago, one unicorn in the Forbidden Forest has died and another is seriously injured.

Yang Mei planned to find the seriously injured unicorn and heal its wounds. Given the life-saving grace, it should not be too much to ask for some of its voluntary blood, right?

Voldemort's figure floated in front, occasionally changing direction following the silver blood trail.

They walked past a moss-covered tree stump and Yang Mei heard the sound of gurgling water. Apparently, there was a stream somewhere nearby.