Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

After entering, he saw the Malfoys sitting with Draco, looking as pale as ever. Lucius Malfoy was stroking the huge jewel on his cane and remained silent.

On the other side of the office, Crabbe's father sat with his head down.

It was the first time that Wade had seen him, but the power of genes was strong. Just by looking at his appearance, he knew the other person's identity.

Professor Snape stood aside with his arms folded, his eyes very cold.

Hearing the sound of the door, everyone in the office looked over.

Chapter 260: Intestine-pulling Curse

Wade paused for a moment, then walked in under the gazes of Big Malfoy and Big Crabbe.

"Vade?"

Dumbledore came over: "I suppose you brought what I wanted?"

"Yes," said Vader.

His words distracted the elder Crabbe, while Narcissa Malfoy kept her hand on Draco's back, silently comforting him.

But Vader could feel Lucius Malfoy's cold eyes staring at him.

Like a cold water snake.

"Dumbledore..."

Malfoy said coldly: "Why call in irrelevant people? I didn't hear that Weed Grey was still one of the parties involved."

"You came at the right time."

Dumbledore said, "Just today, Vader unveiled a new invention of his—"

Hearing this, several adults except Snape looked at the boy.

"—He improved the technology of the two-way mirror and created an alchemical product that can record images. What do they say? ...Oh, yes, it's a magic TV."

Dumbledore nodded to himself as if he had just remembered, then looked at the two families next to him.

Draco's face turned paler and paler.

Dumbledore said: "Young Mr. Malfoy was very resistant to using the Flashback Charm on his wand... Of course, I am just a headmaster and have no power to enforce the law."

"Although the Minister of Magic should be in the hall right now, you have also refused to allow officials or Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to make a fair judgment. In this case, we can use the footage recorded by the stream mirror to see what happened at that time."

"What are your opinions?"

He asked, leaving the decision of the matter to both parents in a good-natured manner.

Malfoy's eyes flickered.

He had not received an invitation to the Hogwarts Challenge, nor had he heard of any rumors about the "Flow Mirror", so he didn't know whether the invention Dumbledore mentioned was true.

But since the inventor was Vider Grey... the possibility that that was the truth is indeed very high.

Even if such an invention really exists...what are the chances that it would just happen to record the conflict between Draco and his group?

If they insist on not letting it be played, it would undoubtedly prove that they have something to hide; but if it is really recorded...

When there is no evidence, they can deny it, saying it was a conspiracy by Dumbledore to split them, or saying it was another student hiding behind the scenes. If there is real evidence, the Malfoy family will have to pay a huge price.

Malfoy weighed the issue in his mind and did not turn back to look at his wife and children.

Narcissa has always doted on Draco, and Malfoy knows his own son best. When he saw Draco for the first time after arriving at school, he knew that this kid must have gotten into big trouble.

Before he made a decision, he heard Crabbe say in a hoarse voice:

"Sorry, Dumbledore... I also want to know who made my Vincent like this."

Malfoy looked at Crabbe, only to see that his former lackey now had a gloomy expression on his face, avoided his gaze, and had no intention of exchanging ideas with him.

Malfoy's heart sank.

"Of course, you are the victim's father, so we must respect your opinion in handling this matter."

Dumbledore turned to Vader and said in a steady tone, "Good work, Vader."

Wade walked forward and enlarged a sub-mirror to the same size as a dressing mirror. Then he took out the main mirror, pointed his wand at the mirror, chanted a spell, and the image on the mirror quickly regressed.

The others were all looking at the mirror. After the picture flashed dazzlingly for a while, several familiar figures suddenly appeared, and then the picture started playing at a normal speed.

Wade put down his wand, put the mother mirror in his pocket, and stood aside.

Suddenly, Professor Snape looked over, his eyes turned slightly, signaled Wade to leave the mother mirror, and then left quietly.

Wade pretended not to see it, put his hands in his pockets, and silently moved to the side again, reducing his presence to a minimum.

The head of the Snake Academy, dressed in black, had an icy and terrifying expression on his face, but Wade never looked at him again.

Vader was also curious about how this happened... and how it would be handled in the end.

The puppet bird in this shot was a little far away, and the sub-mirror showed the rustling sound of leaves blown by the wind, the sound of birds flapping their wings, and faint shouts and screams in the distance, but it was unclear what the group of little wizards were saying.

In fact, there is magic that can amplify certain sounds, but at this moment everyone seemed to have forgotten about it and just frowned as they looked at the picture in the mirror.

A group of six people ran over in a panic, as if they had just escaped from a monster. Daphne suddenly fell down accidentally. The others stopped to help her up, and then they all took a break to catch their breath.

They all looked extremely embarrassed and the atmosphere between them was not good.

Not long after the break, Vincent Crabbe started arguing with Draco, which then turned into a shoving match and then a fight.

Although Draco always looks arrogant, he is thin and frail, and his body shape is much smaller than Vincent.

Vincent was tall and strong, and his weight alone was enough to keep Draco from getting up. He gritted his teeth and punched him hard a few times.

The others pulled them apart. Zabini and the others seemed to be blaming Vincent, but Vincent suddenly yelled at them, and Zabini and the others let go with grim expressions.

Daphne and Pansy tried to stop him again, but the boy was too aggressive and Vincent hit Daphne in the face with his elbow. The girl fell down with blood all over her face.

A house-elf suddenly appeared like a ghost, and he acted as if he hadn't seen the two people fighting, and just took away Daphne, who had a bleeding nose.

Pansy was also knocked down, but she immediately jumped up and pushed Vincent, cursing something fiercely.

The girl was actually not bad looking, but when her expression became ferocious, she looked like a wolf and a tiger, and Crabbe was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Draco, who had not yet gotten up from the ground, suddenly raised his head, pulled out his wand and shouted, and a black light hit Vincent.

Vincent's movements and anger seemed to suddenly stop. He stood stiffly for a moment, his expression twisted and painful, and then fell down without warning.

Where he was lying, a large mass of something that should have been blurred suddenly appeared, and blood spread.

Pansy screamed immediately, and the others were also stunned, completely losing the ability to react.

Compared to them, Draco's reaction was even more panicked. He dropped his wand and kept shrinking back in fear.

"enough!"

Big Malfoy suddenly stood up, pointed his wand, and the image in the mirror disappeared.

Dumbledore sighed deeply and looked at Draco with an unspeakable look in his eyes.

"The intestinal ripping curse..."

He said slowly, "I don't remember teaching you this kind of spell in school."

Chapter 261 I didn't know it would be like this

Draco looked up in panic, his whole body trembling.

"I……"

He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, and after a moment, what came out from between his teeth were still words of defense for himself.

"I didn't know... I didn't know he would turn out like this... I just... I just wanted to embarrass him... I didn't know it would turn out like this..."

He said this in horror, sobbing.

It's not like Draco hasn't seen other people get hurt before. Even in the Slytherin College common room, students often fought each other.

However, the shock of having broken limbs, or even being cut in the body, is completely different from the shock of having one's internal organs suddenly pulled out of the body.

His mind was in a mess at the moment, and the image of Vincent falling down seemed to keep flashing before his eyes.

The reason he gave sounded ridiculous, but seeing how frightened Draco was, even Crabbe knew he was not lying.

indeed……

Although the Gut-pulling Curse is an extremely evil black magic spell, in the hands of an excellent therapist, it is just a way to treat constipation.

It's fast and convenient...there are no other problems except that it takes effect too quickly and sometimes pulls out the intestines.

Snape couldn't help but look disgusted.

The thoughts in this little fool's head were almost exposed to the sun, and everyone could see the circuits in his brain.

Draco originally just wanted Vincent, who had offended him, to poop in his pants in public.

For a twelve-year-old boy, the mental damage of defecating in public is enough to make him socially devastated until he graduates from school, and even until he is buried in a coffin in the future.

But the problem is that whether the Gut-pulling Curse is a healing magic or a black magic with great harm depends only on the wizard's thoughts.

The difficulty of precise control is extremely high and is definitely not something an ordinary second-grade student can master.

for example--

Even at St. Mungo's, where the best healers in the UK are gathered, people usually use a dose of unpalatable potion to solve constipation problems instead of directly giving the patient a Gut-Ravaging Curse.

The danger of this spell can be seen from this.

You know, before learning any spell, you have to learn a lot of bloody failure cases to warn young wizards not to treat their power casually.

However, Draco, who had learned the Gut-Rending Curse, seemed to have skipped this crucial step.

"Who taught you the Gut-Rending Curse?"

Dumbledore did not blame the frightened student, but patiently explained the dangers of the Gut-Eating Curse and then asked again.

Draco's expression froze.

He glanced quickly at Dumbledore, his eyes moving over his father's straight back and the dark-faced Professor Snape, and subconsciously moved his toes a little bit towards his mother.

The ring on my finger suddenly became a little hot.