Chapter 99: “Happy Valentine Day”
Professor Trocars figure disappeared from their sight.
The sound of approaching footsteps echoed from below the tower.
Thank you for your efforts, Vinda, Minister of Magic Millicent Bagnolds voice resonated. Its impressive how quickly Hogwarts apprehended the culprit
We simply did what was necessary, Professor Rosier replied coldly.
Vampires, oh, Merlins beard Minister Bagnold continued. I hope this creature ceases to pose a threat to our wizarding world!
The footsteps drew closer.
Professor? Matthew glanced at Professor Grindelwald and whispered softly.
Professor Grindelwald gestured for him not to worry.
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With a loud bang, the rooms door swung open.
A group of individuals ascended the narrow spiral staircase.
Matthews eyes first landed on Professor Rosiers, followed by Minister Bagnold and two burly men dressed in proud Auror attire.
Professor Grindelwald! Minister Bagnold exclaimed, her eyes darting around the room and fixating on the broken window.
She uttered in bewilderment, Wait, where is that Vampire?
The Headmistresss gaze lingered on Matthew for a brief moment, a hint of confusion apparent in her expression.
I share your doubts, Millicent, regretfully explained Gellert Grindelwald. Mr. Wickfield and I arrived half a minute earlier than you and when we arrived, this room appeared as you see it now!
Unbelievable! the minister exclaimed, her spirit deflated. That damned Vampire he escaped
She seemed like an ant on a hot plate, her irritation palpable as she scanned her surroundings.
However, Minister Bagnold didnt suspect Grindelwald was up to mischief.
One of the tall, bald, dark-skinned Aurors, out of the corner of his eye, subtly glanced at the Hogwarts Headmaster before quickly averting his gaze.
The Auror bent down to carefully examine a room.
Suddenly, he spoke, his deep, slow voice carrying a magnetic quality. Minister, I believe the Vampire Trocar hasnt gotten far!
Youre right, Shacklebolt, Minister Bagnold regained her composure upon hearing his voice.
Matthew couldnt help but feel relieved.
He extended his hand and shook hands with Hermione, somewhat perfunctorily.
Neville lowered his head, shame etched on his face. Im so sorry, Matthew Its our fault; we should have listened to you like fools, we followed the Vampire
Matthew sighed and earnestly patted Nevilles shoulder. Its alright, just remember the lesson from today and refrain from such recklessness in the future.
Its my fault! Hermiones voice is barely audible. I insisted on dragging Neville along Im sorry
Its all in the past now! Matthew reassured quickly.
A sudden scream interrupted their conversation.
Its Trocar! Ronald Weasley, who had regained consciousness, sprang out of bed and shouted, Hes a Vampire he drank my blood it hurts
Boy, that was nearly half a year ago! Professor Slughorn approached, a helpless expression on his face.
Laughter erupted throughout the ward.
Neville and Hermione returned to their beds, and Professor Slughorn suggested that they drink another bottle of Restoration Potion.
Matthew saw the real Harry Evans, now thin and emaciated He hoped he would recover soon.
Behind him, Professor Grindelwald conversed with Professor Rosier
Matthew noticed that Grindelwald produced an item wrapped in oil paper, which he handed to Rosier.
Well, I must say, the little Curse you placed on the stone proved quite useful and was a great help to me just now!
Matthew suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with the oil paper covering the Philosophers Stone
Well, I must take my leave now, and I entrust Hogwarts to your care, Professor Grindelwald remarked.
He turned and met Matthews gaze.
Walking over, he waved to Matthew. Until we meet again, Mr. Wickfield!
Goodbye, Professor Grindelwald! Matthew nodded.
Then, a thought occurred to him.
He whispered, By the way, Happy Valentines Day!