v3 Chapter 51： Study in Scarlet

As a performing arts troupe in the wizarding world, the Red Skull Dance Company is also well-known.

Similar to ghosts, they belonged to dead wizards, but instead of becoming ghosts, they became a one-to-one version of Susanoo.

From then on, she began her career of selling herself and acting as a performer.

Chair dancing, striptease, pole dancing... they can all be performed, anyway, they won't get caught in Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic because of ghs.

However, at Dumbledore's request, they performed a magically modified version of "Hamlet" this time.

Finally, the Red Skull, who played Hamlet, took the bone of Thor and beat his usurped uncle Claudius to death.

Hamlet held the resurrection stone again and resurrected his favorite Ophelia.

William was stunned for a moment. It was obviously a tragedy, but he turned it into a comedy.

He wondered if Dumbledore could move Thunderstorm into Hogwarts next year.

This little magician might also find a way to turn the ending into a comedy, for example... arrange a Duan Zhengchun plot for Zhou Ping's father, Zhou Puyuan.

In this way, Zhou Ping and Lu Shiping are no longer related by blood, and the two become half-brothers and sisters, and they can be together without pressure.

At the end of the performance, Dumbledore took a handkerchief and wiped away his unstoppable tears.

"Drama, more glamorous than anything we've done here!"

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows. She had also heard a series of alternative words such as music, education, snacks, same-sex friends.

—It was said by the principal on different occasions.

Of course Professor McGonagall wouldn't point this out in public...otherwise why would she be the Vice-Principal and not Snape or Flitwick?

Not without reason!

"Professor, if you don't mind, I can borrow you to lean on my shoulder."

As Dumbledore's number one pony, Hagrid immediately gave him a lot of attention.

So many students have been expelled from Hogwarts, many of them famous people like Old Man Newt.

How could Hagrid get a steady salary at school and occasionally make extra money?

Not without reason!

"Thank you, Hagrid! I'll control my emotions." Dumbledore wiped his tears again.

"Headmaster, that's what this drama is all about. It's not a strong story," Lockhart interjected. "I can dream and write this kind of **** drama at the same time."

Professor McGonagall shook his head, young man... the way is narrow.

"Headmaster, you were also touched by Hamlet?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"No, I was moved by Laertes," said Dumbledore sadly.

"His sister died because of Hamlet, and for revenge, he was also hostile to Hamlet, but he had no intention of attacking, and the wand in his hand had been reluctant to attack Hamlet easily.

When he is determined to hit Hamlet, the narration is 'but my heart does not approve of it'.

Alas, Laertes must have been in pain.

I think he would have liked to die for himself and then for his sister and Hamlet. "

Flitwick looked at Dumbledore with a bewildered expression. Isn't the protagonist of this play Hamlet?

Why in Dumbledore's mouth, it seems that Leotis is greater and has more inner drama?

Sure enough, the principal is so great for no reason. He can always observe places that others don't notice.

Dumbledore suddenly stopped speaking, and he raised his head and listened with his ears sideways.

"What's the matter, Professor?" Snape asked, frowning.

Dumbledore did not speak, but frowned, as if thinking about something.

Soon, the dinner party was over, everyone got up and left, and walked towards the lounge.

But before reaching the stairs, a shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone stopped in panic and looked forward. Mrs. Norris and Bobo Tea appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

They ran through the crowd and ran straight towards William.

Bobo Tea seemed to be frightened, it ran wildly at a speed that did not match the weight of the big orange, and jumped into William's arms.

Mrs. Norris screamed even more, the voice was like a baby crying, and the roar made everyone's scalp go numb.

It opened its eyes wide and roared at William several times.

All eyes were on the cat that suddenly went mad.

"Is it trying to tell us what it is?" Hermione frowned.

"Probably something happened to Filch."

Mrs. Norris turned and ran, and William pushed aside the crowd and followed with strides.

Hermione also followed William closely, as if afraid that something would happen to him.

Mrs. Norris galloped down the marble staircase at full speed, it rushed up the third floor, and finally turned a corner into the last empty hallway.

On the wall at the end of the aisle, a row of letters was shining brightly, especially in the dark.

The Chamber of Secrets was opened,

enemies of the heir,

alert!

Harry was standing right in front of the wall with a panicked look on his face that gave the impression of being stolen.

"not me…"

Harry hurriedly explained that before he could finish speaking, Malfoy squeezed out of the crowd.

His icy eyes lit up, his normally bloodless face flushed red, and he looked at the typography and grinned at Hermione.

"Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant! The next one is you, mud..."

Malfoy shut up suddenly, his lips pressed together as if stitched together by an invisible force.

William put Bobo Tea in Hermione's arms and walked up to Malfoy, silent and expressionless.

Two of Malfoy's henchmen rushed over, William didn't turn around, the wand only turned slightly.

red light flashed,

The two figures slammed into the wall at a faster speed.

Malfoy trembled slightly, William laughed angrily, and he whispered: "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you.

I'm just curious, who gave you the courage to speak like that in front of me, eh? !

this time,

Shut up for a day.

next time,

It's been three days.

I hope this is the last time you hear the word Mudblood out of your mouth. "

"otherwise,"

William tilted his head and made a light gesture with his wand around Malfoy's neck.

"I don't promise you won't lose your voice forever."

Malfoy slumped to the ground, stunned.

William turned away and walked towards Harry, his pupils shrinking sharply, telling Hermione not to follow.

On the other side of the corner in the hallway, Filch lay spread out on the ground.

Not far from him, there was a large piece of lamb's belly rotten meat and a broom.

Filch appeared to be cleaning up the pile of rancid food Nick had lost before being attacked.

There was a pool of blood on Filch's sternum, the only wound.

Strangely, the wound bleeds very little, and has even healed slowly.

There was only a small piece of blood that had solidified into a powder in the ground.

In the palm of Filch's right hand, there is also a pattern drawn with blood.

Filch also had blood on his index finger on his left hand, apparently someone had inserted his index finger into the wound to create the pattern.

Use blood as ink and skin as canvas!

This murderer is playing games.

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(Thanks to "vul3z06" and "Zhen Li" for their rewards.)

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