Chapter 405: Poisoning

The holiday is coming to an end. On the evening of the last day of the holiday, all students must be in the auditorium. Listen to Acting Principal McGonagall.
This is the practice and tradition of Hogwarts.
What can be guessed is that the old lady still emphasizes many boring, tedious security issues.
For example, to prevent death eaters, werewolf and other skills.
Even this witch has emphasized many times.
The students who choose to stay in the school have spent one of the most boring holidays, especially the upper grade students. They are under more pressure than before, not only to prepare for the exam, but also to learn more difficult defensive magic.
Occasionally a few go to Hogsmead and want to go to Hogwarts, most of the shops are also closed.
And the teachers did not tire of stressing to emphasize to them, try not to leave the school.
So soon, the New Year's holiday was over, and the students continued the course for the next semester.
Clusters of candles are still floating in the middle of the hall, eternally shining with just the right light, as if they will never burn out.
The Christmas tree filled with pentagrams and gifts in the corner was removed, and the fancy decorations were also collected.
Christmas is over, everything will return to its usual appearance.
"Where did Severus go? Has he not returned yet?" Professor McGonagall sat on the teacher's seat at this time and saw a vacancy.
It has been a long time since she saw Snape.
Since the man gave his colleague a gift at Christmas time, he has disappeared from Hogwarts for some reason, and after embarking on the express train, there is no trace.
"No need to wait for him, he should have a sense of proportion." Professor McGonagall looked around.
She wore a dark green robe she used to wear today, a black top hat, eroded over the years, wrinkles crawled across her face and arms, and her eyes were tired.
Sitting in the teacher's seat, watching her students.
I don't know, how much can survive in the future?
Some conversations also took place at the long tables of various colleges.
"You always feel a little different, Hermione?" Luna passed by Hermione briskly, and then quickly stopped her body.
"And... you have a very nasty smell, and..." Luna's grey eyes glanced over at Slytherin's long table, hesitated, and then chose silence.
"Forget it, when I didn't say it," Luna said softly, then shook to an empty seat in Ravenclaw and sat down.
"She's still crazy." Ron rolled his eyes and looked at Luna in disgust. The girl was always nagging.
"I don't think you have changed... Hermione." Harry also looked at Hermione.
It's just that I didn't meet much during a holiday, and there wouldn't be much change.
For boys, it is necessary to observe the changes with the naked eye, it is estimated that it is obvious to change the hairstyle.
Of course, in fact, Hermione's appearance did not change.
It was still that fluffy and messy brown short hair, gleaming wisdom amber eyes, simple Gryffindor uniform.
"Of course I haven't changed much."
Of course this is a lie.
After actually learning Animagus.
Especially in the early days, it will be somewhat similar to the habit of animal morphology, which will inevitably be affected.
The blizzard came almost exactly the same as the weather forecast, and her Animagus completed it in a breathtaking manner.
But she also paid a price. For example, she was easily sleepy in the past few days. She stayed in bed for at least half a week to make up for sleep, so that she was not sleepy.
I have enough sleep today, otherwise I should still ask for leave and stay in the bedroom to continue to rejuvenate.
But these are all minor details.
She has learned Animagus and she can start the surveillance plan.
And those who are about to be monitored are unconscious.
"Do you like chocolate so much now? Draco?" Pansy looked at Malfoy at Slytherin's long table, saying something weird.
She saw the boy take another piece of chocolate-coated bread.
"Not like it." He took a sip of black tea and let the dried bread swallow better.
It's like destroying an enemy.
"Actually I'm enduring." Malfoy said sincerely, his eyes drifting away from Snape's empty position.
He knew that this man would not come back.
"Did you go home this holiday?"
"The original home, took a look at that manor."
He talked perfunctoryly, and the disclosure of this information was meaningless.
"Okay." Looking at Malfoy's unrevealed desire, Pansy had almost no hope of prying something from Malfoy's mouth, and looked sadly empty, looked at the plate in front of him, produced food, and was taken away, Regenerate and be taken away again.
The process of reciprocating until there is no more food appears, it is not that the elves are making enough, but the meal time is over.
Professor McGonagall went to the podium.
"Christmas is over, this is a holiday with a less pleasant atmosphere..." McGonagall's eyes looked around and said in a serious tone.
"Is she too sleepy?" Hermione said worriedly.
She was keenly aware that something was wrong.
I always feel that Professor McGonagall is weird today.
Then he looked at Luna unconsciously.
The girl's eyes were also filled with anxiety.
The former headmaster's duties are better, everyday things, but now it is particularly troublesome. I have to deal with many things, coordination, and face the pressure of the Ministry of Magic.
"Article 7 of Prohibited Matters..."
With a thud, Professor McGonagall's seventh injunction hadn't been finished, and it fell. His thin hands wanted to catch the table, and then quickly slid down weakly.
"Professor McGonor fainted!" The student did not know who shouted first.
"Send her to the school hospital" Flitwick jumped onto the table ~ EbookFREE.me ~ ready to direct the students, do not panic, but suddenly began to have difficulty controlling his expression.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......"
He soon began to laugh wildly.
"Damn." He scolded while taking advantage of the laughter.
It's not that the emotions are out of control, but that the muscles in the throat are uncontrolled.
He drew his wand and quickly pointed at his throat, then stopped.
The students around watched with horror as his throat was beating wildly with the naked eye.
Flivi, who was short, jumped from the dining table again and ran out all the way. The unrestrained laughter was frightening.
All of a sudden, all people were stunned by the accident.
"Unknown, that's what I said unclear!" Trelawney screamed and stood up, kicking his stool.