Hogwarts: Voldemort, don’t stop me from studying

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She decisively took off her apron and threw it aside. She waved her wand, and the medicine shelf in the corner, various silver-glittering instruments, and bottles and jars all flew up, landed on the shelf with a clink, and finally turned into a small suitcase.

The student on the bed had just drunk the potion and smoke was coming out of his head.

She curiously pulled aside a corner of the bed curtain to look at the two people talking outside.

“By the way, Severus has a few bottles of precious blood tonics, potions made from basilisk blood. He has been reluctant to take them out, and now it’s time to use them.”

Madam Pomfrey said as she waved her wand again and something silvery flew out through the window.

“Okay, I’ve sent him a message, and we’ll set off once Severus brings the potion.”

Madam Pomfrey said briskly.

Wade was so shocked by her decisiveness that he was almost speechless.

“Dumbledore has any other instructions?” Madam Pomfrey asked again.

Wade shook his head and said, “No.”

“When to set off?”

“About thirteen minutes.”

“What kind of situation did you encounter?”

Wade hesitated for a moment, then thought about it again. Dumbledore hadn’t said that this matter needed to be kept secret. Most importantly, with so many children killed, there was no way to hide it.

So he quickly and concisely recounted his previous findings.

Although Vader did not describe in detail all the tragic scenes he saw, the mere words “organ trade” were enough for Madam Pomfrey to make sufficient associations.

“Evil, vile scum! How dare they… How dare they do this to some children…”

Madam Pomfrey was so angry that her face turned pale, her nostrils flared and her eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, which scared Snape who came in the rain.

He was a little afraid to say the refusal he was about to say. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively said:

“Poppy, I don’t have many bottles of the potion you want. How about I give you one… two bottles? To be honest, it’s really unnecessary to use such precious potions on these troublemakers… It’s such a waste…”

Professor Snape’s voice became lower and lower, and then he saw Wade next to him and was also stunned.

“What happened?” he asked.

Chapter 393 Return to the Island

–what happened?

Hearing this question, Wade also wanted to ask: What is on my face?

Why is that what everyone who sees him asks.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his face again, but found no wounds or blood on his head.

I looked down at myself again. My clothes were intact. Except for being a little wrinkled from the rain, everything else was fine, just like usual.

“We’ll talk about it later.”

Before Vader could explain, Madam Pomfrey suppressed her anger and said coldly, “I also asked the Patronus to notify the other deans.”

As she spoke, she paced back and forth in the room, trying to release the anger and irritation that was pent up in her chest.

She had completely forgotten there was another patient in the room.

Wade turned his head and accidentally saw a head poking out from the bed curtain, like a hamster sticking its head out of a hole.

That’s Astoria, Daphne’s sister.

Vader vaguely remembered that she seemed to be marrying Draco Malfoy in the future.

When the two men met eyes, the child was startled and hurriedly raised a finger, winking and begging him not to expose him.

Vader turned his eyes away and pretended not to see it.

This is a ward that can accommodate more than a dozen beds. Astoria in the corner might not be able to hear much from such a distance.

Even if you hear it, knowing the dangers of this world and being more vigilant in the future may not be a bad thing.

While waiting for the others to arrive, Professor Snape had already gone over in his mind the most troublesome guys in his college.

Seeing Madam Pomfrey and Wade, and thinking of the precious potions that were about to leave his storeroom, Snape subconsciously thought of the previous attack by Draco Malfoy.

Well, Malfoy is still fighting with Potter for the Golden Snitch in the sky! Thank Merlin, it wasn’t them who caused the trouble.

As for the others…

Flint, Warrington, Montague…are also playing in the arena.

Emmanuel was in the audience, Oswald was next to him… Didn’t Trey see it? Crabbe had been restless lately, but he probably didn’t have the guts…

Snape thought about it over and over again, but still couldn’t figure it out.

The dean of the Snake Institute walked silently to Wade’s side, clasped his arms, spread out his robe, and without looking at him, just leaned his body slightly towards him.

Vader: “…”

——You are afraid of Madam Pomfrey, so why shouldn’t I be afraid?

After a moment of silence, he covered his lips with his hand and whispered, “It’s not Slytherin, it’s related to the underage wizard who disappeared before…”

Snape’s eyes lit up slightly, but then he thought of Madam Pomfrey’s expression at the moment, and his expression sank again.

Soon, Professors McGonagall, Flitwick, and Sprout all hurried over with puzzled looks on their faces.

“Poppy, the game isn’t over yet. What’s the matter that’s so urgent for you to talk to us about?” Professor McGonagall asked.

She was a veteran Quidditch fan. Today’s match was between Gryffindor and their arch-enemy Slytherin. If Madam Pomfrey hadn’t urged her very urgently, Professor McGonagall would definitely not be willing to leave the field.

At this time, the four headmasters looked at Madam Pomfrey together.

Madam Pomfrey looked at Vader and nodded.

“Is such that……”

Wade had no choice but to repeat what he had said before.

Because of time constraints, he spoke more concisely this time, but fortunately everyone could understand.

After hearing this, the professors were no less angry than Madam Pomfrey.

“I’ll go with you,” Professor Snape said briefly, and snorted, “I want to see how powerful those Muggles who dare to use wizards as experimental materials are.”

“Don’t forget, from what Weed saw, most of the children who were killed were actually Muggles.” Professor Flitwick sighed, pulled out his wand and said, “I’ll go too.”

“Me too.” Professor Sprout’s eyes were filled with tears. She was angry and sad. When Professor McGonagall started to speak, she said quickly, “Oh, Minerva, don’t argue with me about this – someone has to stay in school.”

Professor McGonagall is the vice-headmaster and she always has to bear more responsibilities than others.

So she had to regretfully give up her previous idea, nodded and said, “I will send a letter to the Ministry of Magic and Scrimgeour immediately. Perhaps they need to contact the Muggle government to cooperate in placing those children.”

She is a rational and fair person. She knows how huge Muggles are. Even if some of them commit terrible crimes, it does not mean that all Muggles have to bear the sin.

Then Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and seconds later four well-maintained brooms flew in through the tiny window.

“These are brooms from my own collection. They are very stable and fly very fast.” Professor McGonagall handed them to several professors and said, “Take them. You may need them.”

The others also used the Flying Spell to summon things they could use. Except for Professor Snape who also had a small box, the others all had snakeskin bags.

It was obvious that the professors in magic schools all had a treasure chest of unknown capacity, but they usually had to set a good example for their students, so they rarely took it out.

Wade hesitated for a moment – students who applied for all elective courses would receive a time-turner, and this should not be a secret among professors.

The only person he was unsure about was Madam Pomfrey, but judging from her attitude just now, perhaps Madam Pomfrey was also clear.

Vader turned his back to the bed, pulled the time-turner out of his clothes, shook it, and asked, “Professor, Madam Pomfrey, this… you all know it, right?”

“Of course, son,” Professor Flitwick replied.

So Wade calmly told him the reason why he returned to school –

“About half an hour later, an Obscurus was born from a tortured and abused child and wreaked havoc on the island. I actually came back because of her.”

“Moran…”

Everyone’s faces, which were originally just angry, now looked more solemn.

“poor child……”

Professor Flitwick muttered.

“Now that you know it happened, you can’t change it.” Professor Snape said coldly.

“I know that the one I want to save is another child whose organs were removed. They have a deep bond. If she lives, maybe she can calm the Obscurial down.”

“Besides, I think the professors also need to know what they will face once they land on that island,” said Weed.

For a moment, no one spoke, each with their own thoughts.

“The time is almost up.”

Wade cast a magic spell to remind himself of time. He took out the golden key and held it in his palm. Several professors gathered in a circle and each stretched out a finger and pressed it on the key.

“If you have different opinions, just follow Severus’s command.” Before leaving, Professor McGonagall said seriously, “The most frightening thing during a battle is that everyone has their own ideas.”

“understand!”

Even some of the people who didn’t like Snape responded at this time.

The two deans of the Snake Court and the Lion Court looked at each other, silently conveying instructions and responsibilities.

Professor Snape nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on the key, his eyes dark.

“Five, four, three…” Vader counted down softly: “Two…”

He turned his gaze and saw Professor McGonagall unconsciously clasped her hands together, with her index and middle fingers crossed, a gesture of prayer.

“one!”

The strange pulling force appeared again, and Wade’s hand was tightly stuck to the key. During the flight, Professor Flitwick next to him would bump into him from time to time, and then he bumped into Professor Snape.

But the eyes can’t actually see the people next to them, they only see the streamlined, dazzling lines.

Vader couldn’t help but close his eyes.

Suddenly, several people fell heavily onto the rocks, and the salty smell of the sea breeze hit their faces.

Professor Sprout was closer to the edge and almost slipped off the stone. Fortunately, Professor Snape reached out and grabbed her in time.