Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2032: Different treatment

As a professor, as a principal, how could it be possible to leave the students in the aisle alone? Even if something is urgent right now... No, it's because of an emergency that is happening now, so you can't let the students just lie on the ground, right?

Snape's guess was right. Those little wizards who had been cursed were all transferred to a classroom not far away by McGonagall. Moreover, she is still trying her best to find out the reason for them.

What forces control these students? Why is there such a large-scale change on the Transformation, but she doesn't realize it herself?

It is obvious that Minerva McGonagall, as a witch with a small reputation in the modern magic world, her strength is not limited to the subject of transfiguration.

"Spirit...oh no, is it soul magic?"

At this moment in a certain classroom, the students who had been lying in the aisle all the time had been neatly placed on the carpeted floor by McGonagall. And McGonagall himself, at this moment, was squatting beside one of the students, checking it through some detection magic.

Furthermore, she had apparently reached a preliminary conclusion similar to Snape based on the results of some inspections.

However, this conclusion is actually not good news for them.

"This is really a bad development!"

Needless to say, although McGonagall knows a little about ancient soul magic, it is limited to this. This unique and mysterious magic is only sporadicly recorded in a very small number of unearthed ancient books, and it is also the kind that has more superficial descriptions than theoretical analysis.

When only some superficial and incomplete accounts are known, it is obviously impossible to solve the curse for the students, and even saying that it is not necessarily counterproductive.

For a moment, McGonagall couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

"Especially," she retracted her wand, looked at the students in front of her with a worried look, and whispered to herself, "It should have happened when I tried to contact Maca, and everyone was in the same boat. , Why would I feel nothing?"

Perhaps because she wanted to stay here to protect the students, or perhaps because she wanted to figure out the ins and outs. Although McGonagall knew Snape and the others were still waiting on the deck, she still chose to stay here after all. In a classroom.

To be honest, it doesn't seem to be of much use even if she goes back now, does it?

And just a moment later, a series of doors opening and closing sounds suddenly sounded in the aisle outside, as if someone was checking every room in the aisle one by one.

"...Minerva? Are you nearby? There are also little girls and boys. If there are classmates who are still sober, please respond immediately..."

Flitwick's recognizable voice followed, which interrupted McGonagall's thoughts and went to open the classroom door.

"Felius, this way!"

"Oh! Minerva, I found you—"

The change number is undoubtedly very big, except for the main road in the middle, the more it diverges as it goes back, and there are even several layers up and down. In addition, McGonagall didn't choose the main channel for safety, which made it more difficult to find.

Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her voluntarily come out.

"Sorry," McGonagall said apologetically, "I found a lot of students who were affected by some kind of magic, and couldn't walk away for a while, so..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Flitwick waved his hand and hurriedly said, "It's just...you went to contact Maca before, did you contact him?"

As Snape said, in the final analysis, the most important thing is this. Unfortunately, he soon saw McGonagall shook his head with a sad expression on his face.

"Really?" Although she hasn't said it directly, Flitwick already understands when she sees her. "Yes, I have seen the children's situation... We sent some students there. On the deck. Oh, you really brought all the students in the aisle here."

When he went to McGonagall's side and glanced at the classroom behind the latter, he immediately saw the little wizards lying on the floor inside. Flitwick couldn't help feeling sad when they saw their whole body lying motionless on the ground.

"Poor children...I hope the mental shock contained in the scream does not have an irreparable impact on them!"

However, it was Flitwick's words that immediately stunned Professor McGonagall on the side.

"Screaming?" She couldn't help but frowned. "Wait, what screaming?"

"Minerva, didn't you hear?"

Mag's rhetorical question confuses Flitwick.

"It shouldn't be? That sound...it should have been heard by the entire Transformation account—well, although it shouldn't be an actual'sound', but some kind of magical effect aimed at the spirit... …You really didn’t hear it?"

If everyone hears it, it’s terrifying, but it’s not beyond everyone’s understanding. Some people have enough will not to be affected by fainting, and some people do not have enough will to be controlled. This is also a clear situation. But when someone doesn't even "hear" the "voice" itself, then something unknown will inevitably be mixed into it.

In the world of magic, all unknowns will produce unpredictable obstacles to understanding and conclusions. If you still blindly follow your limited knowledge, big problems will often result.

Flitwick is also a knowledgeable wizard, facing the unknown, he will definitely not make low-level mistakes.

It's just...what is going wrong?

"Maybe ~IndoMTL.com~ some people have other designs for me?" McGonagall couldn't help but say this after hesitating for a few seconds.

Obviously, the ‘some people’ in her mouth refers to the enemy who is hiding in the dark and causing all these scourges in front of her. Although he didn't know who the other party was or whether it was Helbo, McGonagall had clearly smelled some kind of conspiracy.

"Felius, I think I can't stay with the students anymore... If the other party is really designing something for me, I must not involve them again." McGonagall said to Ferrer. Liwei said solemnly, "Find a way to take them to the deck too! I...In short, let me stay alone and think of a way."

Different from others, in the current situation, it is very likely to represent danger. Knowing this, McGondon immediately confessed to him, and then walked towards the stern of the ship without looking back, and then turned away from Flitwick's sight.

"This...oh!"

Flitwick was also full of doubts at this time, and sighed heavily.

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