The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

They all looked rather disheveled, their clothes were all dirty.

Fortunately, they did not appear to be injured.

"Are you all alright?" Professor McGonagall stood up and looked at them with concern.

"Don't worry, Minerva."

Dumbledore was the cleanest-looking one, and he smiled and nodded at Professor McGonagall.

"The trouble is all resolved," he said with some joy. "Fortunately, this was discovered early, otherwise the students at the school might have faced a danger they could not have handled."

At that moment, Snape exhaled through his large nose and said in a affected tone, "That's not difficult to deal with, I don't think they have any way to deal with it at all!"

He glanced disdainfully at the students in the office. "If our students encounter that basilisk, they'll end up as nothing more than a pile of skeletons in the sewers!"

"A basilisk?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned.

She asked Dumbledore in horror, "Is it one of those monsters created by 'the vile Helbo,' a monster that can kill with a glance?"

Dumbledore nodded.

Merlin!

McGonagall gasped and grabbed the desk for support to steady herself.

She said in disbelief, "So, the students almost encountered that terrible monster! How could something like that be hiding in Hogwarts Castle!"

At this point, Mrs. Weasley was crying and hugging Ginny so tightly she could hardly breathe.

Mr. Weasley also reached out and hugged them.

Before Dumbledore and the others returned, the couple learned some other things: Ginny had been in close contact with that monster!

“That is indeed something left behind by Slytherin! That monster! I dare say it has lived for at least a thousand years!” Professor Flitwick screamed.

He looked up and gave Snape a disapproving glance.

Snape, however, raised his head and avoided eye contact with him.

Professor Flitwick continued speaking with great sadness.

"Fifty years ago, Myrtle Elizabeth Warren died in that bathroom. She was killed by that monster's gaze. She was a Ravenclaw student."

At this point, he got so angry that he jumped up and down.

"It now appears that Hagrid was framed by the murderer! And the principal at the time, Armando Dippert, even awarded the murderer a 'Special Contribution Award'!"

"Yes, that was a major blunder that will go down in the history of Hogwarts, Philius."

"Dumbledore said softly."

"But there is also good news: Hagrid can finally clear his name of the injustice he suffered fifty years ago."

"Oh! He'll be so happy!" Professor McGonagall's expression finally softened a bit.

At this moment, Potter suddenly spoke up and asked, "Excuse me, Professor, what's this about Hagrid?"

“Oh, Harry, Hagrid also kept a monster in the castle back then, an eight-eyed spider.”

Dumbledore explained.

"After Myrtle was murdered, Hagrid was reported by Tom Riddle."

"When the Ministry of Magic came to investigate, Hagrid released the spider!" Professor McGonagall was clearly displeased with Hagrid's actions. She sighed, "So the Ministry of Magic treated him as a murderer! He was expelled from school, his wand was broken, and he was imprisoned in Azkaban!"

"But I've always believed in him."

Dumbledore patted Potter on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Although Hagrid has some unusual little hobbies, I know he is a kind person."

Porter nodded in agreement.

Snape, standing nearby, couldn't help but exhale through his nose again.

“Did you hear that, Scott?” George whispered in Scott’s ear, “Where do you think Hagrid put the eight-eyed spider?”

“Forbidden Forest,” Scott said.

He wasn't interested in Hagrid's past; he had actually been daydreaming the whole time.

Although the incident has been perfectly resolved, which means that normal school life can continue as usual, but...

He always felt that he had overlooked something.

What is it?

Scott couldn't help but think about it over and over again.

It wasn't until Potter leaned over and whispered, "Hey, do you guys know where that diary came from?"

“Of course it was that damned old Malfoy! You were there that day, Harry!” Fred said.

Scott notices that Dumbledore is having the Weasleys take Ginny to the school hospital for a checkup.

The other three professors were all looking in this direction.

He knew that the process of dealing with him and the twins was about to begin.

At the same time, he finally remembered the person he had overlooked—Dobby, the house-elf of the Malfoys!

That guy's got a screw loose!

In the original story, it did many amazing things to get Potter to leave Hogwarts, and almost killed him in the process.

He only had one thought in his mind right now.

Will that mentally unstable house-elf sneak into the principal's office and steal the diary?

The mere thought of this possibility sent chills down his spine.

If such an unexpected and dramatic incident were to actually happen, it would truly cause him internal damage!

But he couldn't speak up to remind him.

Since Potter didn't tell him about Dobby, he shouldn't have known.

Now we can only pin our hopes on Porter!

For the first time, Scott looked at Potter with the eyes of someone looking at a "savior".

Fortunately, Potter did not disappoint him. After Fred reminded him, he immediately thought of the house-elf who had "pranked" him.

He quickly told Dumbledore, who had just seen the Weasleys and Ginny off, about his summer adventures.

The house-elf named Dobby intercepted his mail, caused trouble in the house, ruined his uncle's business, and locked him in his room for good...

Scott couldn't help but feel sympathy for him as he listened to his "tearful accusations".

Scott could tell that Porter had long suspected Malfoy.

Or rather, whenever something bad happens, his first reaction is that Malfoy is trying to harm him.

This shows how much he hated Malfoy.

It's practically a physiological aversion.

However, after hearing Potter's accusations, Dumbledore gave the opposite answer: "You mean, the house-elf is preventing you from returning to Hogwarts, Harry?"

He smiled. "I think it genuinely wanted to help you, but perhaps its methods weren't quite right?"

Potter's expression became quite interesting.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief at that moment.

Judging from Dumbledore's behavior, the kind of dramatic incident where a key item is stolen is unlikely to happen.

Snape suddenly chuckled, "Our 'savior' Potter has encountered a house-elf who will disobey his master's orders?"

His expression was as if he had heard something completely unbelievable.

Potter was very sensitive to Snape's malice and immediately turned to glare at him, saying, "I'm not lying, sir!"

"Maybe."

Snape gave a noncommittal snort and looked again at Scott and the twins sitting in the corner.

"Let's deal with these three students who violated school rules first; their behavior is enough to warrant expulsion."

“Oh, Severus!” Professor Flitwick said immediately, “Mr. Trollope is a Ravenclaw student, so you don’t need to trouble yourself!”

Professor McGonagall also said, "I think I have the right to decide on the punishment of Gryffindor students."

“Of course,” Snape said dryly, his face expressionless. “But I suggest that they must be punished severely enough to make them learn their lesson.”

He glanced at Scott and his team again with an emotionless look, then drifted out of the office like a dark cloud.

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Chapter 068: The Aftermath of the Classical Music Club Incident

The matter is finally over.

After receiving a harsh reprimand from Professor McGonagall, the Scott and Weasley twins left her office.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall had Potter leave before criticizing them.

Furthermore, Potter received bonus points and a Hogwarts Special Contribution Award for his participation in the battle to kill the Basilisk.

Seeing Porter's jubilant expression, Scott no longer had to deal with the negative emotions Porter would feel because of his "tattling."

In the hallway, Fred complained, "This isn't fair! We made a huge contribution to this! I think they should give us more points, or even a 'special contribution award'!"

George slapped him hard on the back. "Hey! Don't forget, grades and medals are never our goal!"

"Oh! Right!" Fred feigned a look of horror. "What just happened to me? Was I put under a Death Curse?"

Scott ignored their antics and yawned as sleepiness crept in.

He said calmly, "There are no penalties, there are bonus points, and an extra day off today, which is already very good."

He truly didn't care about medals, which offered no real benefit.

He waved to the twins.