The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

0304 Uneasy

Taking advantage of the time when Madam Pomfrey went to get the medicine, Aini entered the ward to check on Romilda's injury.

The originally fair-skinned girl was now wrapped in a transparent jelly. Unprotected muscles and blood vessels were clearly visible, and in some places even white bones could be seen.

And Madam Pomfrey is indeed a top therapist who is qualified to take over as Dean St. Munger. Although Romilda's injury looks terrible, her vital signs have completely returned to normal.

Now Madam Pomfrey is still dispensing the medicine. If Ani came half an hour late, Romilda's skin might have grown back. If it wasn't for the follow-up treatment and observation, the girl would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.

But physical injuries are easy to heal, but the pain and shadow caused by the sudden attack are hard to heal.

Thinking of this, Aini was not in the mood to marvel at the convenience and wonder of magic.

Aini has some experience in healing magic, but he has no intention of interfering in Romida's treatment. Every therapist has his own means, and interfering rashly will be counterproductive.

Having got the answer he wanted, Aini didn't stay in the ward for a long time, and quickly stepped out after pushing open the door, and then gently blocked the noise outside.

At this time, several professors arrived here again. Although they had deliberately lowered their voices, the buzzing whispers continued to crowd out the silence in the school infirmary.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, please find another place to discuss, my patient needs to rest."

Madam Pomfrey hurried over with a tray, dissatisfied and drove away the crowd that was about to block the outer aisle.

Seeing Madam Pomfrey's aggressive look, Aini swallowed the question in his mouth, and slipped out with everyone.

Don't look at the gentle temper of the school doctor, but if anyone does something irrelevant when she is treating patients, he can 100% appreciate what is the strength of a doctor. To have a meal first.

Walking out of the gate of the school infirmary, the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment. After walking a few steps, the chaotic footsteps gradually became consistent, as if reflecting similar moods of people.

Anger, depression, pity...

While the thoughts were flowing, everyone tacitly kept silent, which made the rhythmic tapping sound more dull, and even the portraits on both sides of the corridor closed their mouths tightly.

Just when Hu Meizi in the armor gap shivered and buried herself in the shadows, and began to think about moving, a footstep that usually sounded ordinary, but now it was a little out of place disturbed the peaceful rhythm.

"Ah, I heard..."

"Yes, a freshman was attacked."

Dumbledore interrupted the visitor's questioning, and stared into the other's eyes without blinking.

"No... oh, I mean, I'm worried, how's that student doing?"

Facing Wizard White's stare, Peter subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but he quickly reacted and changed the subject.

Dumbledore didn't answer, but just looked at Peter quietly, his aura getting stronger and stronger.

He knew that with the castle contract system in place, the lives of the students would not be threatened, so he agreed to let Peter come to teach at Hogwarts after weighing it, but he did not expect that the other party had no scruples to cruelly torture a girl. Torture, this has broken through the old principal's bottom line.

In order to give Miss Vanney an explanation, and to prevent such incidents from happening again, Dumbledore decided to terminate the plan and directly take Peter down...or kill him on the spot!

"Albus, now is not the time to lose your temper. The most important thing is to catch the murderer as soon as possible."

Aini touched Dumbledore's elbow lightly, and the eyes of the two fell apart, and then the old headmaster's aura instantly subsided.

"Sorry, I was the one who lost my temper."

Dumbledore understood what Aini meant, and nodded to Peter after restraining his momentum.

Peter is not a murderer.

"It's not just you, all of us are angry. But Aini is right, now is not the time to vent our emotions, the most important thing is to get that guy out."

McGonagall stepped forward to comfort Dumbledore, then turned his head and squeezed an apologetic smile at Peter.

With her current mood, it was really difficult to show a smooth and natural smile.

"Cough cough."

After reaching a tacit agreement with Aini again, Dumbledore coughed lightly, and then began to assign tasks.

"Filius, Minerva, Pomona, and Severus, you are responsible for questioning the students of each house, collecting clues, and making sure to find out about Miss Wanni's recent movements.

Aurora, open the barrier, close all the external passages of Hogwarts, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

Peter, Caredi, please consult the portrait on the fourth floor, and investigate all the people who appear near the prize showroom.

Setima..."

Even though the old man didn't take much care of his affairs, he arranged people in a clear and orderly manner. If the murderer was really Peter, even if he turned into a mouse again, he would never be able to escape Hogwarts.

However, when everyone received the task and left with the feeling of giving Wan Ni an explanation, only two of them knew that all of this was just a show.

While the other left with a lot of apprehension in his heart.

When he was crushed by Dumbledore just now, Peter almost thought that his plan had been exposed, and almost showed his true colors and knelt down to beg for mercy.

But immediately after Dumbledore and Aini reached a tacit agreement, Peter became suspicious again.

He was not a murderer, that was certain.

No two people have exactly the same magic aura, even twins like Fred and George will be more or less different.

Although most people use modern magic spells more by mobilizing the spell models in the rules to exert their effects, and there is very little personal aura contaminated, especially the black magic spell, which has the interference of the power of the outer gods, and the leftovers of the caster The breath will be thinner.

But for Annie, enough is enough.

Romilda's breath does not belong to Peter.

However, this attack is inseparable from him, or in other words, all of this was planned by him.

Step by step away from Dumbledore, Peter kept recalling what he had done during this period of time, pondering whether there were any loopholes in it, and his fast-running thinking almost made his brain spin along with it.

But after thinking about it, he didn't show his flaws. Even if he caught the murderer, he would not be implicated at all. And if Dumbledore had discovered his little trick in advance, then the old headmaster would never let this incident happen.

The more he thought about it, the lighter Peter's heart became. Probably Dumbledore's aura broke out before, and he just happened at the right time.

With a conclusion in mind, Peter couldn't help but quicken his pace, if he could find strong clues against the murderer——

Then who would doubt the kind and timid Peter, who is hardworking and dedicated in every situation?