Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"I have to go back - no professor should be absent from the Halloween dinner."

Abigail put on her cloak and hood and asked, "By the way, what is Khalil's real name?"

"Just Caryl," the slightly plump woman said, "Caryl Johnson."

"...That's it."

Abigail whispered, pulling the door open and going out.

Night had fallen by then, and the shops on both sides of the road were lit with candles.

Some students who came back late ran hurriedly towards the direction where the carriage was parked, laughing and playing as they ran.

Many people ran past Abigail quickly, like silhouettes of time. Only Abigail walked slowly step by step, neither hurried nor impatient.

Because now, her mind was filled with an incident from the past.

It was a day not long after she joined the Joint Investigation Team. While everyone else was busy with their own things, Abigail secretly found Landon Johnson who was staying in a Muggle Hotel.

That was her first assignment in this country - cleaning up after her American colleagues.

Those careless guys were delayed by drinking when they should have cast the Oblivion Charm on the Johnsons.

When they found someone in the hotel, they mistakenly took the maintenance worker who was helping to fix the phone in the guest room as "Landon Johnson". After casting two forgetfulness spells, they reported that "the mission has been accomplished" and then went to have fun with peace of mind.

Mrs. Johnson had forgotten that she had a son, but the real Mr. Johnson had not forgotten. By the time the organization discovered this omission, Landon Johnson had already fled back to England.

——The organization’s influence in Britain is the weakest among these European countries.

With the help of some connections in the Muggle community, they finally found out the whereabouts of Landon Johnson, but they couldn't find him.

By that time, the matter had already attracted the attention of Hogwarts, and Mr. Johnson was actually arranged a hidden residence by Dumbledore.

Later, Abigail, who was originally active in other areas, joined the investigation team.

She thought of that man——

Landon Johnson, a skinny man with almost no hair, looked like an alien as he kneeled on the ground.

He was easily tricked out of the encirclement, and he showed no surprise or fear when the wand was pointed at his heart.

The man knelt on the ground and said with tears streaming down his face: "I know you are in cahoots with them... If you want to kill me, just do it. I will not run away or resist... Please, for the sake of my imminent death, tell me——"

"Khalil...my child...is he still alive?"

"Caryl?" Abigail said casually, "Who's that? I've never heard of him."

She quickly cleared away all traces and turned away.

For an island country like this, it is easier to destroy corpses and traces than in the United States.

This incident was just a small episode in her life experience.

Abigail soon forgot about it because how to get along with wizards from various countries occupied her entire mind.

But at this moment, she remembered everything again. That embarrassed, ugly face flashed through her mind repeatedly, and her father's last voice echoed in her ears -

"Khalil...my child...is he still alive?"

Abigail walked into the teachers' table and sat down, looking up at the Gryffindor table.

A flock of fluttering bats was flying overhead, many orange streamers were spewing golden red flames, and pumpkin lanterns made the auditorium brighter than usual.

Khalil was actually pretty easy to find.

Among a group of students who were wolfing down their food, there was a Gryffindor who was slowly eating his steak which was only medium rare, looking a little bored and patient.

I have to say, the little boy's behavior looked particularly different. Several girls around him were flirting with him, but Khalil acted as if he didn't see anything and didn't react at all.

"——Yes, still alive."

Abigail answered in her heart, then shook her head and smiled at herself.

As she was laughing, her smile suddenly froze.

Khalil can be said to be a child raised by the organization. Because he is very stubborn and has an extremely strong will, the organization had to fabricate an illusion for him that his parents are still around according to his memory, so that he would be obedient.

——What about yourself?

Abigail thought about her experience of losing both her parents when she was young, and suddenly she didn't know what was real and what was fake in this world.

But after this thought came up for a few seconds, it was slowly suppressed by another thought.

What's fake is fake.

Baird is not Landon Johnson. There are actually many flaws in this fake couple. If Khalil spends time with them day and night, he will definitely be able to find clues.

But Abigail was different.

There were no obvious inconsistencies or contradictions in her memory; all her memories were coherent and logical.

Abigail sighed, not knowing whether with regret or relief. The delicious dinner suddenly became unappealing.

Chapter 378 Umbrella House Activities

"Stupe! Stuppe!"

A longhorn beetle that had grown to the size of a puppy was waving its antennae in boredom and saw the thin red light hit itself and then bounced away.

It clicked its beak and slowly nibbled on a huge leaf.

Theo glared at it angrily.

Among the people in the Umbrella House now, except for the older Fred and George, only Harry has mastered the Stunning Spell proficiently, and he is even practicing the Patronus Charm. The others are not very good at the Stunning Spell.

As they learned more and more magic, the gap between them became more and more obvious.

Although they did not use this as a comparison, the feeling of falling behind was not pleasant, so even though there was more and more homework after the third grade, Theo and others still found time to practice spells.

Wade was sorting through the latest issues of Alchemy magazine when he heard a thump. He turned around and saw Hermione putting down her bag.

Michael couldn't help but gasp: "Hermione, how much stuff did you put in your schoolbag?"

"Not much, just what I need for class and the reference materials I need for homework."

Hermione tied her messy hair up casually, took out a dozen books from her schoolbag and piled them on the table, then took the top one and started doing her homework.

Michael was intimidated and whispered to Wade, "That's scary...she's going to read so many books tonight?"

"She's too serious." Wade said helplessly, "Even when it comes to Muggle studies, she takes notes seriously. It's obvious that she knows everything Professor Bubbage talks about."

Michael cast a fearful glance at the tall pile of books.

After vaguely guessing why Wade could take so many classes, he regretted not choosing all the courses, but now he could only feel fortunate.

However, after seeing Hermione writing for a while, Wade couldn't help but rub her shoulders and suddenly asked, "Hermione, is your schoolbag heavy?"

"Huh? Of course, right? She's almost carrying the entire library on her shoulders." Michael complained.

Hermione hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you trying to tell me that I don't need to bring all the books? These are actually just the books I'm going to use today..."

"No, I mean... uh... let me see your schoolbag." Wade held out his hand.

Hermione was a little surprised, but still handed over the bag.

Wade weighed it in his hand - wow, it must be at least 15 pounds, and that was after Hermione had already taken out a bunch of books.

He shook his head, thinking that he had actually forgotten - Hermione was only thirteen years old now and had not yet mastered the traceless extension charm.

When Vader first learned this spell, he was worried that he might break the law.

The Ministry of Magic stipulates that the Traceless Extension Charm cannot be used for private purposes, and can only be used in the production of individual items that have been approved by relevant departments, such as travel tents.

But as time went on, Wade discovered that few of the adult wizards he knew actually took the Ministry of Magic's regulations to heart.

Not to mention Mr. Scamander's space which is comparable to a small world, Arthur Weasley, an official of the Ministry of Magic, secretly expanded the space of his car.

When Lupin was penniless, he had a suitcase with an invisible extension charm cast on it; Wade's neighbor Moody also had one; Sirius recently expanded the capacity of his motorcycle's mailbox and tool box.

When Lupin took the drink out of his pocket earlier, Wade noticed that the pockets on their clothes were much larger than ordinary clothes, and he immediately felt amused at his own caution.

In fact, the Ministry of Magic cannot search the personal belongings of wizards at will without solid evidence, at least when order is normal.

"Take out everything inside and I'll help you lighten your burden," said Wade.

"okay."

Hermione guessed what he was going to do, and got excited, quickly emptying her schoolbag. Seeing this, the others also gathered around.

"Wade, are you going to use the Stretch spell?" Theo asked excitedly.

"Yes." Wade said, "Don't forget that this is against the Ministry of Magic regulations. Don't tell anyone."

"I understand! Do I need to tell you?" Everyone agreed with a smile.

Hermione was a little confused when she heard this, but when Wade raised his wand, she immediately forgot her previous thoughts and watched attentively like everyone else.

The light of the spell fell on the schoolbag, flashed a few times, and then slowly disappeared.

Vader put away his wand.

Michael, who was expecting a more spectacular sight, was stunned for a moment and asked, "That's it?"

"Of course." Wade said, "It's just a schoolbag. How complicated can it be?"

"I thought……"

Michael muttered, picked up the bag, weighed it, and handed it to Hermione.

"Hermione, come and try it."

"it is good."

Hermione swept everything on the table into her schoolbag. Unlike its previous bulging appearance, the schoolbag was now flat, as if it only contained a few books.

The girl opened the bag and looked inside to make sure all her belongings were still inside. She lifted it again and said in surprise, "It's so light."

"Really? Let me try!"

Everyone stretched out their hands to her and took turns taking it in their hands to feel it.

"It's similar to when we first started school, there aren't so many books." Neville expressed his feelings sincerely.