After a brief examination, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the cat blood that had not yet solidified on the ground. She said with a serious expression: "Let's wait for Professor Dumbledore, come with me."

Professor McGonagall waved his wand and a silver cat jumped out of the tip of the wand. The shining cat stepped in the air and ran lightly in the other direction. Each jump could cross a distance. After only three times, he jumped out of the window and flew towards a higher floor.

"By the way," Professor McGonagall controlled Felch and Mrs. Loris' cat floating up, following her a distance. She wanted to show her usual serious attitude, but looking at DeWitt, she felt that the child must be at a loss when encountering such a strange thing again. She was too pitiful to be scared by herself. Finally, she sighed and said, "What is the situation?"

DeWitt answered with sincerity: "I got up early and saw this when I left the lounge."

"Where is the letter?" Professor McGonagall had to ask.

"have no idea."

"Have you ever had any contact with Felch?"

"Well, last night..."

"Okay, I understand," Professor McGonagall sighed tiredly again. She also understood the outline of the whole thing, it was nothing more than night tours, Felch chases, and blocking the door: "The Weasley children are now calling Professor Dumbledore. Have you done anything during this period?"

"Simple bandage," Dewet pointed to Mrs. Loris and said, "I can't understand Felch's injury, so I poured some antidote into his mouth."

"You should be glad that the curse on Felch is not very powerful and has not been passed on to you. Don't be so reckless without understanding the situation. Wait until experienced people come," said Professor McGonagall. "I know you don't like Felch, but I'm glad to see you willing to help him. Kind people will always receive gifts from other good people."

“Felch is just doing his job, and the only problem is that sometimes he acts too much…extremely,” DeWitt said. “Most students can understand and make the same choices in the face of this situation like we do.”

Professor McGonagall was very pleased. She nodded, noticed some details keenly, and asked, "Who else? Apart from the Weasley twins and you."

"Oh, and Harry and Ron."

Professor McGonagall's face was not very good again, and she asked, "I was together last night?"

"That was a coincidence."

Professor McGonagall stopped talking, and her steps were a little faster. She probably thought of the college scores - the college cup - the Slytherin's consecutive championships - and Snape's stinky face...

Five students, as well as two professors from the college, Mrs. Pomfrey, a school doctor, and the principal, gathered at the school hospital.

"According to me, all students who have a relationship with Porter should be expelled," Snape, as the least person who should have appeared, showed up without anyone notifying him, and said in a greasy tone: "In this way, the whole school will be much cleaner."

Harry glared at him, Ron and Harry shared the same hatred, and the twins did not hear anything, grimacing at Dewet on their backs.

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and said nothing. Professor Dumbledore used the candied haws wand to light Felch's body, and ignored Snape.

"Ha, the savior of the magic world?" Snape and Harry looked at each other with an angry look, with a arrogant and contemptuous smile on their lips, and kept chattering: "Maybe Potter can destroy the future of the magic world without anyone else's actions. Professor Dumbledore, I strongly suggest again - to fire Potter and his friends."

Professor McGonagall's face became increasingly ugly.

Dumbledore finally spoke, and the smile on his face showed that Felch was in good condition: "Severus, be tolerant, you can see that all this has nothing to do with the students."

"The existence of Porter alone can lead to all the misfortune," Snape said coldly: "I would recommend firing him."

"Okay OK," Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, saying to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, please trouble you. If possible, I still have time to rest for a while now. I have learned the specific situation, but I have to go to the scene to see it again, and there are some details that need to be asked about...well... kid."

When Professor McGonagall left, Dumbledore led the students to the principal's office. Snape did not leave, and he followed, but said nothing, and was indifferent to Harry and Ron's eyes.

When he arrived at the site where Felch was injured, the first person who came here would see the two conspicuous letters "d.w". Although Dumbledore was a little old, he could not see it, but said nothing. Even Snape was. He just glanced at two blood words and did not pay more attention.

"It's a snake," Snape walked around here for a few times, squatted on the ground and looked at it, "but this snake... is not a magical animal, it's just an ordinary snake."

Dumbledore asked plainly: "Are you sure?"

"Very sure," said Snape. "I can recognize all the magical animals. I remember clearly what parts of those animals can be used to make potions. I have no impression of the traces of the snake crawling, so that is the snake I don't know...Port, why do you have the courage to silence? Do you think your shallow potion knowledge can challenge my authority?"

Dumbledore said calmly as if he hadn't heard Snape's last words: "So this is an accident?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Snape said worriedly about Felch's situation after scolding Harry: "Behind this..."

"I think you've read it wrong." Dumbledore turned his back to the students, and only Snape could look at him, and Snape glanced at Harry with an unprecedented look during this period.

"What's that look?" Ron and Harry murmured in a low voice: "It's really uncomfortable."

After a while of silence, this brief silence made Ron's muttering abrupt, and scared him to stop.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong," Snape's voice lowered a little, and he came over: "This should be just a poisonous snake that mistakenly entered the castle."

After saying that, Snape turned around and left, and did not forget to glar at Harry with a normal look when he left.

"This time it's much more normal," Ron couldn't help but say again: "It's better to look at it like this and make people angry."

Harry didn't know what to say.

Dumbledore turned around and asked gently, "Then, it has been consumed too much time now. No one wants to see this accident. No matter what happened at night, before leaving, I hope you can satisfy the curiosity of my old man - what are you going to do when you get up so early?"

"This is a secret, professor," the twins were afraid that the first-grade friends around them could not hold back, so they quickly answered: "Anyway, this is a secret that does not harm Hogwarts."

"Okay," Dumbledore wanted to mind the answer at all, and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for the day when this secret is revealed."
Chapter completed!