A day at Hogwarts

Chapter 471 The murderer is...

"The true form is revealed!"

Jack cast a spell with the footprints extracted from the back of Charles' head, and a series of faint footprints soon appeared at the crime scene, and the footprints went up the stairs.

The footprints took two steps at a time on the stairs, sometimes three steps, and seemed to be in a hurry to leave, jumping all the way.

Jack followed the footprints silently, with the wand in his hand.

Grindelwald followed beside him, looking back from time to time.

Behind them, Peeves and the Fat Friar were in front, and there were dozens of ghosts following behind, a large group of people.

Grindelwald waved at the Fat Friar, and asked after he floated over: "What are you following?"

The Fat Friar replied: "We will persuade him not to kill people indiscriminately."

Grindelwald was a little surprised. He only knew that Jack was very strong and his men had killed many people, but Hogwarts had always been relatively safe, and the ghosts should not be so afraid.

So Grindelwald pointed at Jack with his chin and asked, "Did he kill many people in Hogwarts?"

The fat monk nodded and whispered, "The first year he came to Hogwarts, we had to go around every night to find corpses and notify the corpse collector to collect them."

"Do you know how he killed people at the beginning? He didn't use the Avada Kedavra curse, but used magic to lift people up and throw them to the ground again and again until the person was dead."

Grindelwald took a breath of cold air.

The Avada Kedavra curse was just a simple killing. There was no pain for the deceased, and he died peacefully.

If someone found that his body and limbs were controlled, and watched himself hit the ground again and again, step by step towards death, how terrified and desperate he would be.

In comparison, being hit by an Avada Kedavra curse was much more merciful.

Grindelwald suddenly shuddered and found that some of the things he had done before had already led to his death, and he had to find a way to remedy it.

They soon followed the footprints to the door of the Gryffindor common room.

The Fat Lady was taking a nap. She opened her eyes dazedly after hearing the sound and met Jack's eyes.

She screamed and ran away.

Nick, who was almost headless, flew over immediately and said to Jack: "Don't rush in. I'll help you call the person out."

He was from Gryffindor and didn't want to be empty in the college tomorrow morning.

Peeves also came over and said: "Yes, yes, I'll go with you. If the person doesn't want to come out, I'll catch him myself."

After they finished speaking, they immediately flew through the wall into the common room.

The Fat Friar flew over and said: "I think there may be some misunderstanding. You can just use a few Cruciatus Curses to vent your anger."

Grindelwald also advised Jack: "I know you are very angry, but the death of a student now will make Albus... and McGonagall very troubled."

Now Jack is angry about Charles's matter, and only bringing up Dumbledore and McGonagall will be useful.

Grindelwald continued, "If you really want to kill someone, I'll help you kidnap the person during the holidays. I'm pretty good at this."

He had done this kind of kidnapping many times before, and he was familiar with it.

Jack snorted coldly without commenting.

Two minutes later, Nick and Peeves flew back without bringing anyone, looking relieved.

Jack asked emotionlessly, "Where are the people?"

Nick immediately replied, "The shoes belong to your great-granddaughter."

Peeves added, "Hermione Granger."

Nick knew the relationship between Hermione and Charles very well, so he was not afraid of being killed.

The fat monk immediately said, "Oh, they are all family members. Maybe the children were playing around and something happened accidentally. It's not a big deal in Hogwarts."

"Let the children solve the children's problems. What do you think?"

The ghosts around also gathered around, and they all advised Jack to make a big deal out of a small matter.

Jack was silent for a long time.

This answer was something he had never expected.

He watched Hermione grow up, and knew that this girl had no bad intentions. He wondered if Charles was wrong first.

He thought again, now Hermione has grown into a beautiful girl, and Charles has reached the age of mature hardware facilities. It is said that he hung out with those veela for several days after the Quidditch World Cup and missed the train to school. Could it be that there was a problem in this regard?

The more he thought about it, the more confused it became, and the more he thought about it, the less angry he became.

"I'll ask first."

Jack left a word and left.

The fat monk and the others breathed a sigh of relief. This level was finally passed.

The people in the castle slept well tonight, except for three people.

The next morning, Karkaroff left his residence and prepared to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

When he walked to a corridor, he suddenly heard a painting on the wall with several people muttering.

"Have you heard? He came last night."

"Who came?"

"That person, I can't tell you his name, you know."

"Hiss... why is he here again?"

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"Smith was injured for no apparent reason, how could his grandfather not come?"

"Ah! Did you see it?"

"The Fat Lady was frightened and ran to me."

The more Karkaroff listened, the more his heart beat.

This was bad. If the paintings knew about this, how long would Dumbledore know about it?

Karkaroff went straight downstairs, not to the cafeteria, but to Durmstrang's ship.

He has his own room on the ship, which outsiders cannot enter without permission. Here he can send messages through the Dark Mark on his left hand.

A moment later, Farbottom Castle.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

In a laboratory, a bell rang.

But it was not time to go to work yet, and there was no recording equipment, so no one knew that he had rung it.

About half an hour later, Meowelford brought Voldemort a message from Karkaroff.

Karkaroff thought that the Dark Lord had never mentioned his father, so he didn't dare to say it clearly, but just said, "Charles Smith's grandfather visited him at Hogwarts last night. The castle painting has known about this, and I'm afraid Dumbledore will know about it."

After listening to Meowelford's information, Voldemort thought about it.

According to the plan, the next task is to kidnap Charles' grandfather to force Charles to tell the location of the magical energy.

Unexpectedly, the situation has changed now. Charles has lost his memory.

Voldemort said to Meowelfo: "Tell Karkaroff that the most important task now is to restore Charles' memory."

"Secondly, start monitoring Jack Smith and invite him back... for the next Triwizard Tournament."

"Remember, invite him politely and don't let him get hurt."

"Lucius, you haven't killed anyone, but Charles has. Do you know what this means?"

He didn't wait for Meowelfo to answer, and continued: "Some things are difficult when you do them for the first time, but they will be as natural as breathing when you do them for the second time."

"If Charles learns that Jack Smith is hurt, what do you think he will think?"

"He will suspect you first, and then find Draco Malfoy first."

Meowelfo didn't take it seriously when Voldemort said to invite Jack, thinking why be so polite to a Muggle.

After Voldemort's analysis, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, there was a reminder. If Jack was hurt, the Malfoy family might be extinct.

When he thought of this, Meowelford couldn't help but consider whether he should ask someone to find Arthur Weasley and ask him how to have more children?