Chapter 127: Elaine

Latest website: The last class on Friday afternoon is still herbal medicine.
As Professor Sprout announced the dismissal of get out of class, the second-year students of Slytherin and Hufflepuff finally took a sigh of relief and stopped the repeated operation of filling the pots with dragon dung to fertilize them.
They left the greenhouse one after another. This also means that the one-week course is finally over, and they have a short break of two days.
Malfoy, Knott, and Crabbe ran to the castle in a violent storm with mud all over their bodies... They looked very anxious and didn't know what they were planning.
As for Matthew, he returned to the common room unhurriedly, and after a brief shower, he rushed to the library.
Since it is already the weekend, there are not many students in the library.
But a few familiar faces can still be found, such as Miss Hermione Granger, who is lying on a table in the library, seeming to be writing a paper...
Saying hello to a few acquaintances, Matthew quickly disappeared behind the bookshelf.
...
It wasn't until the sky outside the window was completely dark that Matthew looked away from the book in his hand.
At this moment, there are no more people left in the library, and it is not too early to turn off the lights.
Matthew returned the book to its original place while hurried back to the Slytherin common room.
The journey went smoothly, except when he passed the castle gate, he suddenly felt a bitter chill from the bottom of his heart. The chill penetrated his skin, penetrated his chest, and even entered his heart...
Matthew quickened his pace, then glanced at the door with some fear.
Probably at night, the Dementor started to move around the campus... he thought to himself.
But when he returned to the entrance of the Slytherin common room, Matthew encountered another "interesting" thing.
A girl who seemed to be a very young girl was wearing a Slytherin robe...At the same time she was tilting her head and sitting curled up on the floor at the entrance of the common room.
After hearing Matthew's footsteps, she quickly stood up, overjoyed.
"What's the matter?" Matthew gave her a surprised look.
For a moment, he suddenly felt that the little girl in front of him was a little familiar.
"Thank God, someone has finally returned." The girl said with a bit of tears: "Sorry, I can't remember what the password is. I can't go back to sleep... Normally I come back with my friends... I'm already there. I've been outside for almost half an hour..."
This is a bit strange. Matthew has encountered this situation for the first time; but it may also be because he usually returns less late.
"The password is'pure blood'." Matthew said: "Watch the bulletin board. It will be written clearly over there, and normally it will only be changed every two weeks."
As Matthew yelled out the password, the giant snake on the stone gate began to move slowly, and the gate opened.
"Thank you." The girl said gratefully: "I will write down every password on a slip of paper in the future and bring it with me..."
Matthew couldn't help but froze.
After hesitating for a while, he took the initiative and said: "Actually, I don't recommend you to do this."
"Why?" The girl gave him a puzzled look.
"Because if you do this and then lose that note again," Matthew explained, "then all the passwords for the Slytherin common room will be made public... You know, according to the rules, it is not allowed. Bring students from other colleges to our common room and tell them our password. Moreover, our common room has not been let in by outsiders for 700 years."
"In addition, if some criminals get the password, it may have very bad consequences." Matthew added.
"Yeah, I understand." The girl nodded quickly: "By the way, sir, what is your name?"
"Wickfield, Matthew Wickfield." Matthew said simply.
"Thank you again, Mr. Wickfield." She waved to Matthew politely.
"My name is Shafik, Elaine Shafik!" After that, she ran towards the girls' bedroom.
Matthew suddenly froze.
He finally understood why he thought this girl was a little familiar.
Because she and Mr. Shafik, the manager of Lihen Bookstore, are indeed somewhat similar in appearance.
While lowering his head to think about something, Matthew returned to his bedroom.
...
Early the next morning, Matthew "coincidentally" met Miss Elaine Shafik again.
She was standing at the gate of the castle, looking out, in a daze.
And Matthew looked around, just to see a few dark shadows drifting in the distance.
"Miss Shafic!" he reminded softly.
The girl seemed to be taken aback. She only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Matthew: "Hello, Mr. Wickfield."
"What's the matter?" Matthew asked very "concernedly", "I saw you look very worried."
"I saw a dementor just when I passed by here," the little girl's voice was quite lost, "it reminds me of my dad... he is probably now with the dementor..."
"Your father?" Matthew calmly made a rhetorical tone.
Then, he suddenly asked with some fuss: "Could it be your father, Mr. Shafik, the manager of Lihen Bookstore?"
"Yes." Elaine Shafik lowered his head with inferiority.
"Sorry..." Matthew said softly.
The girl seemed to hesitate for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Dad... he should be innocent..."
"Hmm!" Matthew nodded thoughtfully~EbookFREE.me~Do you believe him, Mr. Wickfield? "Elaine looked very happy and excited, "My friends are all he deserves, the evidence is solid..."
"It's also possible that someone has been blamed for it, maybe!" Matthew said "seriously": "I have been to Lihen Bookstore and have contact with your dad. I don't think he looks like a bad person..."
"Hmm!" The little girl nodded desperately, "There must be a bad guy who is blaming him!"
"Then Miss Shafic." Matthew made a very concerned expression. "If someone is blaming him, I think it must be a wizard who is very familiar with him... Normally, who your father often talks to? Contact, this might help him clear his grievances!"
Elaine's face suddenly showed an embarrassed expression: "This... I don't seem to remember..."
"It's okay, think about it!" Matthew patted her shoulder.
"Yeah!" The little girl nodded innocently and romantically.