Signed to Hogwarts, I lead the magic revolution

McGonagall nodded hesitantly.

Although he now has a headache when he hears these names, it is about the Forbidden Forest and Unicorns, and this matter does not allow for the slightest sloppiness.

After all, if Quirrell’s accusation holds, killing the unicorn alone would be enough to send Ambo to Azkaban for life.

“Filius, can you watch the students here?”

“Leave it to me, Minerva”

McGonagall entrusted all the students in the hall to Professor Flitwick, and after taking a deep look around at all the students in the auditorium, she turned around first and walked towards the eighth floor.

As McGonagall followed, the other professors followed.

Even Sybil Trelawney, a professor of divination who has never shown up, drunkenly held a bottle of sherry and dwayed to the end of the line.

Seeing the professors walk out of the auditorium, there was a frying pan among the students.

Many senior students returned from a day at Hogsmeade today, and were locked up in the Great Hall as soon as they entered.

Before they could start whining, the gloomy faces of the professors already explained the problem.

“What do you say happened?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never seen Professor Flitwick so serious.”

“I heard which student was doing a black magic experiment, and then the experiment got out of control and killed three people.”

“Yes, yes, when the roll call was taken just now, there happened to be four people who were not there, and there was Harry Potter inside.”

“Oh my God, my mom must be worried when she finds out about the news…”

True and false news continues to circulate among students, and some of them deliberately make up stories to sensationalize.

But there are also some people who are really keenly aware of the truth of the matter from the clues.

For example, March, who has been hiding in the shadows.

From the beginning, seeing the teachers as if they were facing the enemy, March already knew the cause and effect.

He and Quirrell had some communication, and although he didn’t know that Quirrell still had a socket face on the back of his head, the unfake Dark Mark on his body proved his identity.

So he didn’t care, and added another fire to Ambo at this time.

“You guys come with me.”

Seeing that the roll call had been completed, the professors gathered together, not knowing what they were discussing.

March led a group of his men and broke into the Slytherin common room.

“March, what are you going to do?”

And just as they were walking out of the auditorium and about to turn the stairs leading to the ground, a serious voice stopped them.

“Abraham, I was looking for you.”

Overjoyed at the sight of Abraham’s serious and straight face, March stepped forward and grabbed the blogger’s arm.

“Let’s go to Cadmus’s dormitory, don’t you Bock family want his research notes?” Those are yours. ”

“What do you want to do? What the hell is going on? ”

Looking at March’s maniacal smile, Abraham frowned, flicked his sleeves, and got rid of March’s palm.

“Don’t you see it yet, Cadmus is about to be fired!”

March didn’t care about Abraham’s movements, but he still stepped forward, spread his hands, took out the style of his speech, and said

“As long as he can seize the opportunity, Cadmus will definitely be kicked out of Hogwarts.”

“With your help, we can enter his dormitory and find something that can break him in one fell swoop.”

“When the time comes, I will decide, his skills will all belong to your Bock family, I only need one thing.”

March stared at Abraham confidently, because only Abraham could enter Ambo’s dormitory.

An Bo had shown excellent alchemy talent before, and without the help of an alchemist of the same level, it was simply impossible to break into an alchemist’s workshop.

He believed that Abraham would agree.

Looking at March’s hopeful gaze, Abraham couldn’t help but fall silent.

It has to be said that March’s proposal is quite tempting, but the understanding of Amber makes Abraham instinctively feel that something should change.

After all, last time, March said the same.

Moreover, March’s attitude was too proactive.

From his point of view, he did not have a direct conflict with Amber, let alone have such a strong hostility.

This reminded him of the last search of Yuanbo’s dormitory, as if that time, March was also particularly eager.

Having figured this out, Bock slowly took a few steps back.

It was as if he had only met March today.

What is this seventh-grade chief who seems to be smiling at everyone, what is planning?

Thinking of this, Bock stepped aside, avoided the team of March’s group, and silently took out a two-sided mirror.

At this time, there were more and more people behind March

These people may be because of an alliance of interests, or they may want to fish in troubled waters.

But in short, they quickly found some Amber’s supplies in the Slytherin common room, as well as research manuscripts copied from their memories, and chased after the professors.

Stepping on the stairs, March’s heart kept sneering.

He had never experienced such a failure, and even entering Hogwarts pulled up a large and secret organization in an instant.

The Merlin relic in Ambo’s hands had long been regarded by him as his own.

In his opinion, Merlin’s holy relic is only worthy of the March family, and if Ambo knows and obediently hands it over, he can also reluctantly accept Cadmus as a loyal servant for the sake of this credit.

After all, Cadmus’s whimsy is still handy for accumulating wealth.

Just like before, Malfoy was to the Dark Lord.

“Ambo, this is what is wrong with you, Merlin’s holy relic, how can Cadmus study?”

Walking towards the eighth floor first, March’s heart was full of joy.

“Kicking you out of Hogwarts this time is just a small punishment, don’t worry, as long as I get Merlin’s relic smoothly, I will find a way to fish you out of Azkaban.”

“After all, talents like you are rare, and if you sign a blood contract to serve the March family, it is not impossible to give you a chance.”

Thinking like this, March seemed to see Merlin’s relics, right in front of his eyes, he felt hot all over his body and his heart pounding.

As long as he can get Merlin’s holy relics, with his own ability, the revival family is just around the corner.

There is even a glimmer of possibility that he can become the third generation of the Dark Lord.

This was March’s lifelong belief.

“March, I remember, you were supposed to be in the auditorium?”

A solemn and stodgy voice rang in his ears, and when he turned around, there was a serious Professor McGonagall standing in front of him.

“That’s right, Professor.”

“We found out that Ambow Cadmus, a first-year student, was not at the academy and wondered if something would happen to him.”

“So we deliberately went to find some items that he had used, hoping that the professors could use magic spells to determine the current location of Cadmus.”

Speaking of this, March smiled cheekily and reached out to scratch his head embarrassedly.

“We all believe that Cadmus will not do anything bad, and with these things as clues, the professors will definitely prove his innocence.”

March’s words seem to be defensive everywhere, but they are actually full of criticism.

With these things, even if Ambo has any way to hide from the professor, as long as he uses the tracking spell to check, he can clearly know Anbo’s location.

“Well, leave it to me.”

Looking at these things, Professor McGonagall nodded.

This is indeed a good way to determine the location of Amber.

Carrying these things in her hand, McGonagall continued forward.

March followed behind him step by step, watching the staircase on the eighth floor getting closer and closer, and his heart became more and more excited.

Finally, the group stepped onto the eighth floor, and Snape led them to the door of the Room of Requirement.

By this time, the door of the Room of Requirement had already opened, and Ron stood in the doorway with a wincing.

Inside the room, Hermione’s fast, sharp tone could be faintly heard, as if arguing with someone else about something.

After hearing the sound outside the door, Hermione also gave up arguing and walked out of the door with Harry, faintly blocking the door.

“Professor McGonagall.” ×3

“You three, why didn’t you go to the auditorium?”

McGonagall frowned at the three, the three Gryffindors hadn’t bothered him since the day they started.

“Maybe it’s because Mr. Porter thinks he’s special, or Miss Granger thinks he’s learned from textbooks and can’t wait to put it into practice.”

Snape’s smooth and gloomy voice floated faintly from the side.

Snape’s vicious evaluation made the trio suddenly blush, and they subconsciously wanted to open their mouths to refute, but when they thought of the current situation, they could only block the words of defense into their throats.

If they clashed with Snape again at this time, if they didn’t buy enough time, Ambo would face doom.

Even Harry, the least sensitive of the subject, knows what it is to murder a unicorn.

So although they were very angry in their hearts, at this time they were honestly like three quails, obediently bowing their heads and greeting Professor McGonagall’s reprimand.

Professor McGonagall didn’t notice their mental activity.

And when everyone was about to forcibly rush into the room of demand, inside the gate, Ambo’s unique voice suddenly sounded:

“Professor McGonagall, are you looking for me for something?”

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