Chapter 113

"What's the matter? What's going on?" Mr. filch was always so haunted that he came out of there and struggled to get to the front of the crowd.

When he saw Mrs. loris, he was frightened by the scene, and his face was full of horror.

"My cat! My cat! What's wrong with Mrs. Loris? "He screamed, like a beast that has been wounded.

Then he widened his eyes and turned to the wand in his hand?

"You He screamed, "it's you! You killed my cat! You killed her! I'm going to kill you! I want to - "

" no, not Vaseline... "

"No..."

Hermione and others waved their hands in a flurry, but it didn't help. Mr. filch didn't listen to anything now. Even though van Lim was very respectful to him, everything seemed unimportant in front of his Mrs. loris.

"I'm just trying to touch the spell..."

"I'm going to kill you..." Filch's face became ferocious, and van Lin swore it was the most ugly face he had ever seen.

"Abbes!"

A majestic voice came from the crowd, which made Mr. Feiqi stop his crazy behavior.

Dumbledore at this time in a group of teachers with the following has come to the scene. He quickly untied Mrs. Norris.

"All back to their respective lounges!" Dumbledore said seriously, from Dumbledore's expression can judge that this matter is very serious.

The voice fell, the surrounding crowd also gradually dispersed, Fanlin and others also want to go back with the crowd, but unfortunately, this is just a beautiful idea.

"Come with me, filch," he said to FIGO. "You too, Mr. Porter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Fanling and miss Hermione."

Gidero Lockhart stepped forward and was particularly enthusiastic.

"My office is recently, headmaster Dumbledore. ——It's upstairs - please feel free to use it. "

the silent crowd soon dispersed and let them go up. Gidrow Lockhart followed Dumbledore with excitement and self righteousness, as did McGonagall and Professor Snape.

As they walked into gidrow Lockhart's dark office, van leen saw some curly hair in the painting, and jidro loharte scrambled to avoid the crowd. The real girro Lockhart lit the candle on the table and stood back to one side. Dumbledore put Mrs. Norris on the smooth table and began to examine her. Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione sat down in their chairs by the candlestick, looking at Dumbledore, exchanging tense looks from time to time.

"You will pay for it..." 'said Mr. filch, grimly. He had clearly identified the murderer.

Mr. Filch's reaction made Fanlin very angry. "We didn't do anything to your cat, and your cat didn't die. It was petrified. I was just trying to help it out..."

"You lied..." Mr. Filch's body was more bent, his eyes protruding, and he was staring at the four men in Fanlin. It seemed that if Dumbledore had not been present, filch would have rushed up to tear van Lin to pieces.

"Enough, Albus!" With a big wave of his hand, Dumbledore stopped Feiqi's stupid behavior. "Mr. Fanlin didn't lie. Your cat is really just petrified. Van Lin is just touching the incantation."

"Aha, there's nothing wrong with what I think." "It's a pity that I wasn't at the scene, or I would have saved it. I just knew a very useful mantra to remove fossilization, but it can only be used at that time."

But no one paid attention to this crazy boasting of how magical his mantra was, except for himself in the picture on the wall.

"It's just cursed. It's just that the way it's presented is just petrified. In fact, there's no mantra that can touch it. Naturally, Mr. van Lin's mantra is useless." Dumbledore took back his hand, straightened up, and decided on the whole thing.

For a moment, girero Lockhart stopped talking, and his expression became serious, but no one cared.

"But what kind of curse is, I'm sorry, I'm not sure, so I can't say..."

"Ask him..." Filch pointed his finger at Van Lin, "he made my cat look like this..."

"A sophomore can't do that." Dumbledore said for sure. "This requires the most advanced black magic --"

"he did it, he did it!" Feiqi was so excited that he spattered all over the place, and his plump face turned purple.

"Calm down..." Dumbledore said seriously, the sound was like a big clock being struck.

"No..." Filch hugged his head in pain, and his sobbing voice came from it, but it didn't make Fanlin feel sorry.

"Allow me to say a few words, principal," snape said from the shadow.Harry felt a strong unease at the moment; he didn't think Snape would say something good for them.

"Al and his friends may just be in places where they shouldn't be at the wrong time," he said with a slight contempt, as if he didn't believe it himself, "but there are some places we really suspect. Why were they in the hallway upstairs? Why don't they be at the Halloween party? "

"Sorry, teacher..." "We just accepted the invitation to Sir Nicholas's birthday dinner, and then..." with a respectful bow

"Then I'm hungry, I want to go back to the living dinner," Harry picked up. "In fact, there's nothing else in the ghost party that we can eat."

Then there was a knock on the door outside. A weak figure came in from the door.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Laura bowed deeply. "I was at the ghost dinner party, and I could prove that they were four there."

"Laura Chris?" Snape picked the eyebrow, and he knew about the Chris family, and he was very popular with ghosts.

"It seems that our little wizard has cleaned the suspect, isn't it?" Deng Bu Lido laughed, who didn't know what he was thinking,

headmaster... " Mr. filch was still crying, "my cat is dead, and I want to see someone punished."

"We can't wrongly an innocent man, Abbas!" Deng said seriously, looking back and forth on five people from time to time.

Snape seems to have something to say, but Van Lin saw his mouth twitch, did not open, which let fan Lin's heart relaxed.

Although Laura proved it for them, the explanation was still flawed.

"We can treat her, Abbas," Dumbledore said patiently. "The sputraux taught a new group of Mandela grass. As soon as she was nurtured, I would take one to help Mrs. lorries recover. "

"I'll do it," said gidero Lockhart. "I must have done it a hundred times and I can make a pair of Mandela herbal medicines when I sleep."

"Sorry," snape said coldly, "but I believe I am the master of pharmacy in this school. I'll do better to recover the medicine. No, Professor Lockhart! "

Then there was another awkward silence.

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