Chapter 94: Man in suit

"Not bad! Not bad!" Looking at the bright red stone, Morgana looked extremely excited.
"The Philosopher's Stone... It's a Philosopher's Stone... It's a Philosopher's Stone..."
Her voice was trembling, and she couldn't contain the excitement.
Matthew even felt that she would even dance here directly.
Morgana raised the Philosopher's Stone in her hand high, and pointed it at the window, aiming at the moon outside the window; under the shining of the moonlight, the bright red stone appeared extraordinarily bright and beautiful.
"It's so easy to find it..." Morgana said fascinatedly: "It's so simple... so easy... I searched every secret room in Hogwarts, and searched all around the castle. Every mechanism, I searched for the most secret places...I always thought that the storage area of ​​the Philosopher’s Stone would have an extremely strong defense around it... but I didn’t expect it to appear in such a place within reach..."
"It's so beautiful, isn't it..." She seemed to be talking to Matthew, and she seemed to mutter to herself: "There can be no more beautiful things in this world... so charming... so beautiful... My dear Philosopher's Stone..."
What Morgana showed was nothing like the most powerful black witch in the history of British magic...
Matthew felt that she looked like a lunatic; or more accurately, like an "addict".
"It's really boring!" Matthew couldn't help but snorted.
...
"Wickfield." Morgana's gaze reluctantly moved away from the Philosopher's Stone.
Then, she looked at Matthew: "I am grateful that you took me to find the Sorcerer's Stone. Of course, even without you, I will eventually be able to find it at Hogwarts..."
"But I'm sorry, I have to violate my previous promise now, I'm going to kill you..." She smiled and said, her voice was full of temptation: "But after all, you know too much, you don't For any reason, you can still live in this world..."
While speaking, Morgana raised her wand towards Matthew.
"Poor little guy, you may be very smart..." She whispered: "But it is impossible to trap me in a contract without any punishment... The child is just a child after all. You can never Understand what the adult world will look like..."
And Matthew's expression did not seem to be surprised by this.
"Then, can I say a few last words, dear Ms. Morgana?" He said calmly.
"Of course you can. This is the reward you deserve for taking me to get the Philosopher's Stone." Morgana nodded angrily. She cast a wink at Matthew: "I can even satisfy you. Any wish...Including, let you live through an unprecedented dream that you have never experienced..."
"Ahem..." Matthew coughed slightly, then looked away: "Sorry, let me say a few last words..."
Morgana lowered her head again and greedily glanced at the magic stone in her hand:
"Okay, I'll listen carefully!"
...
"Don't you think it is weird?" Matthew asked softly.
"Strange?" Morgana frowned slightly.
"Yeah, to be honest, I have always found it strange." A smile appeared on the corner of Matthew's mouth: "Why should I hire a vampire teacher this year at Hogwarts?"
Morgana snorted coldly: "I'm not interested, try to figure out what the little guy Grindelwald thinks!"
To be honest, at Morgana's age, calling Gellert Grindelwald "little guy" is not excessive.
"Then I'll explain it to you directly..." Matthew shrugged and continued:
"The saliva of the succubus () has a strong and stimulating effect; for normal men, just a little bit of the saliva of the succubus will lose vitality for a long time... and the mixed-blood succubus, they Saliva also has a certain effect in this respect; especially when men’s blood is contaminated with their saliva, this effect will be magnified many times..."
As a half-blood succubus, Morgana knows this very well. She hasn't even raised her head, but coldly asked, "Did you finish?"
"Sorry, please wait a moment." Matthew said hurriedly: "And for those immature men under the age of twelve or thirteen, the saliva of the succubus is actually fatal... because they will also be stimulated the most primitive Desire, but because of the body, there is nowhere to vent... They will become extremely painful because of this, their bodies will weaken a little bit until death... Just like Ronald Weasley and Justin Finley , As they did in the first place."
Of course Morgana knew this very well, otherwise she would not launch an attack like that. She seemed a little impatient: "Anything else?"
"Of course, please be patient." Matthew said helplessly: "This kind of saliva is not toxic, so all antidote medicines are ineffective to it... and the only way to save is to save The "victim", most of the blood on his body, was sucked away in some way...In this way, after the stimulating effect was greatly reduced, and frequent blood supplements, the body of the "victim" would slowly recover ..."
This time, Morgana's face finally changed slightly.
She took a deep breath: "It's just...it's a coincidence!"
But her tone was not so firm anymore.
"Perhaps!" Matthew shrugged and did not deny: "But in my opinion, I am more inclined to, after being imprisoned by Merlin for thousands of years, and losing freedom for thousands of years, your ability to judge , There was a slight deviation..."
"What did you say!" Morgana looked a little furious.
"Don't rush to get angry!" Matthew quickly "comforted": "Don't you think ~EbookFREE.me~ Since you came to Hogwarts, all the things you have experienced have gone too far. Is it going well?"
"What do you mean?" Morgana had lowered her wand, cold Matthew.
"Then let me change the question, Ms. Morgana." Matthew continued, "Do you think you really know our principal Gellert Grindelwald?"
Morgana was silent.
"Principal Gellert Grindelwald, the identity he is most proud of is not the greatest wizard of the twentieth century, or the president of the International Federation of Wizards..." Matthew said slowly: "And Yes--"
"A seer!"
This time, Morgana's face finally changed suddenly.
"So, Ms. Morgana." There was a triumphant smile on Matthew's face: "Since you stepped into the gate of Hogwarts, you have been caught in a trap... You think everything is going well; you don't know it. , That's because you are actually the person in the trap!"