Vol 2 Chapter 111: Dumbledore's reaction

　　 "What's wrong, what happened?" Mr. Fei Qi is always so fascinating, he didn't know where he got out, and squeezed to the front of the crowd with difficulty.
　　 When he saw Mrs. Loris, he was shocked by the scene before him and backed away, his face was full of horror.
　　 "My cat! My cat! What happened to Mrs. Loris?" he shrieked, like a beast that has been injured.
　　 Then he widened his eyes and cast his gaze to Fanlin, who was holding the magic wand in his hand?
　　 "You!" He screamed, "It's you! You killed my cat! You killed her! I want to kill you! I want to—"
　　 "No, it's not Fanlin..."
　　 "It's not..."
Hermione and the others waved their hands in a panic, but it didn't help. Mr. Fei Qi could not hear anything at all. Even though Fanlin usually respected him very much, everything seemed to be awkward in front of his Mrs. Loris. So important.
　　 "I'm just trying to touch the spell..."
　　 "I'm going to kill you..." Fei Qi's face became extremely hideous, and Fanlin swore that it was definitely the most ugly face he had ever seen.
　　 "Albers!"
　　 A majestic voice came from outside the crowd, which also caused Mr. Fei Qi to stop his crazy behavior.
　　 Dumbledore had already arrived at the scene, followed by a group of teachers. He quickly untied Mrs. Norris.
　　 "Go back to their respective lounges!" Dumbledore said solemnly, judging from Dumbledore's expression that this matter was very serious.
　　 The voice fell, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed. Fanlin and others also wanted to go back with everyone, but unfortunately, this was just a beautiful idea.
　　 "Come with me, Fei Qi," he said to Fei Qi. "Come here too, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Fanlin, and Miss Hermione."
　　 Guidro Lockhart stepped forward, looking very enthusiastic.
　　 "My office recently, Principal Dumbledore. —It's upstairs —Please use whatever —"
　　 The silent crowd soon dispersed and let them go up. Guidro Lockhart followed Dumbledore, walking excitedly and self-righteously. McGonagall and Professor Snape also hurriedly followed.
　　 When they walked into Guidro Lockhart's dark office, Fanlin saw some of the curly-haired Guidro Lockhart in the painting fighting to avoid the crowd. The real Guidro Loha lit the candle on the table, then stepped aside and stood. Dumbledore placed Mrs. Noris on the smooth table and began to examine her. Harry, Ron, Fanlin, and Hermione sat down on the chairs beside the candlestick, looking at Dumbledore, exchanging nervous looks from time to time.
　　 "You will definitely pay for this..." Mr. Fei Qi said viciously, and he had clearly identified the murderer.
　　 Mr. Feiqi’s reaction made Fanlin very angry, "We didn’t do anything to your cat, and your cat didn’t die. It was petrified. I’m just trying to solve the curse..."
"You lied..." Mr. Fei Qi's body appeared even more rickety, his eyes protruding out, and he stared at the four of Fanlin. It seemed that if Dengbuliduo were not present, Fei Qi would pounce on Fanlin. Tear to pieces.
"Enough, Albert!" Dumbledore waved his hand to stop Fei Qi's stupid behavior. "Mr. Fanlin didn't lie. Indeed, your cat was only petrified, and Fanlin just touched the spell. "
"Aha, there is nothing wrong with what I thought." Guidro pretended to be very sorry, "It's a pity that I was not there at the time, otherwise I would definitely be able to save it. I just know a very good one. The spell used to dispel petrification, but it can only be used at the time."
　　 But no one paid any attention to this man who was bragging about what a magical spell he had, except himself in the pictures on the wall.
"It's just cursed, but the way it is presented is only petrification. In fact, there are no spells that can touch it. Mr. Fanlin's spells are naturally useless." Dumbledore retracted his hand and straightened up. Body, made a conclusion on the whole thing.
　　 For an instant, Guidro Lockhart stopped talking and his expression became serious, but no one cared him.
　　 "But what kind of curse it is, I'm sorry, I don't know too much, so I can't say..."
　　 "Ask him..." Fei Qi pointed her finger at Fanlin, "He made my cat like this..."
　　 "A second grade student can't do this." Dumbledore said affirmatively. "This requires the most advanced black magic—"
　　 "He did it, he did it!" Fei Qi was so excited that his spit was splashed, and his plump face went purple.
　　 "Calm down..." Dumbledore said solemnly, his voice was like a big bell being struck.
　　 "No..." Fei Qi hugged her head in pain, and the sound of sobbing came from it, but this did not make Fanlin feel pitiful.
　　 "Allow me to say a few words, principal," Snape said from the shadows.
　　 Harry felt a strong anxiety at the moment; he didn't think Snape would say anything to their advantage.
"Al and his friends may just stay where they shouldn't be at an inappropriate time," he said with a hint of contempt, as if he didn't believe it himself, "but there are indeed some we suspect. Place. Why were they in the hallway upstairs at the time? Why were they not at the Halloween party?"
　　 "Sorry, teacher..." Fanlin bowed respectfully, "We just accepted the invitation to attend Sir Nicholas' death dinner, and then..."
　　 "Then I was hungry, and I want to go back to the living person's dinner~EbookFREE.me~ Harry quickly took it over, "In fact, there is nothing for us to eat at the ghost party. "
　　 Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. A slender figure walked in from the door.
　　 "I'm sorry to disturb you," Laura bowed deeply, "I was also at the ghost dinner. I can prove that the four of them were there."
　　 "Laura Chris?" Snape raised his eyebrows. He still knew the members of the Chris family. They were genetically gifted and popular with ghosts.
　　 "It seems that our little wizard has washed away the suspicion, isn't it?" Dumbledore laughed, and no one knew what he was thinking.
　　 "Principal..." Mr. Fei Qi was still crying, "My cat is dead, I want to see someone be punished."
　　 "We can't wrong an innocent person, Albers!" Dumbledore said solemnly, looking back and forth on the five people from time to time.
　　 Snape seemed to have something to say, but Fanlin didn't speak when he saw the corner of his mouth twitched, which made Fanlin's heart relieved.
　　 Although Laura proved it for them, this explanation is still full of loopholes.
　　 "We can treat her, Alberts," Dumbledore said patiently. "Professor Sputlaw has cultivated a new batch of mandela grass. Once she has cultivated it, I will bring a portion to revive Mrs. Loris."
　　 "I will do it," Guidro Lockhart interrupted. "I must have done it a hundred times. It can be made into a mandela herbal medicine while I sleep."
　　 "I'm sorry," Snape said coldly, "but I believe that I am the master of potion making in this school. It is better for me to make potions for restoration. Isn't it, Professor Lockhart!"
　　 Then, there was another awkward silence.