Chapter 277 He Is Just a Poor Child

"Child! Child!" Professor McGonagall screamed and rushed over, even the black hair tied into high temples fell loose.

At this time, there were only two members of the escort team responsible for the arrest. One of them hadn't even reacted yet and was still hurriedly casting a curse on Sean who was lying on the ground.

Professor McGonagall suddenly pumped the air with her wand, and a stone shield that was ten times more powerful than before rose up from the ground to block the curse.

"Idiot!" Professor McGonagall, who was stern but abiding by the rules, was so rude for the first time. Her extremely angry look made the members of the escort team who issued the curse shudder. "He is my student!"

Professor Rosier's expression was cold. She glanced at the bewildered wizard with a red face, and said coldly: "If it were really up to you idiots, Riddle would have escaped by now."

Professor McGonagall stared at her angrily: "Professor Rosier!"

"I only killed Riddle, that kid is fine."

Professor McGonagall had no time to argue with the other party. She anxiously helped Sean up and breathed a sigh of relief after checking that he was still breathing.

Then he cast a healing spell on him for free.

"Professor..." Sean opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Child, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall now looked like a kind old lady, and the tip of her wand continued to cast spells.

Don't let it go, don't let it go, too many healing spells will easily cause the magic to faint. I'm about to vomit... Professor Rozier just used too many of the 'Avada Healing Curses'...

Sean straightened up quickly and looked at his hands in confusion and confusion.

"It's okay...what happened to me...why am I so confused..."

While the performance was going on, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and dozens of guardsmen ran over quickly.

"What's going on!" A leading wizard looked at everything in front of him in shock and confusion.

The original rest room had become a ruin, their captain was lying against the wall in a state of devastation, and even the dozen or so experts they had brought were left standing there at a loss.

"Captain!" he exclaimed, "hurry up and save people!"

…

The atmosphere in the vice-principal's office in Nurmengard was extremely solemn. Sean, who was sitting on a chair in the middle, was frowning with a look of surprise on his face.

After spending a lot of time, Professor McGonagall softly described to him the events of the recent period, and also explained the reasons for the matter clearly to the escort team.

"Sean," Professor McGonagall felt a little sorry for the ill-fated student in front of him, "It's not your fault, you are also a victim."

Sean grabbed his hair in pain and said in a low voice: "But...but, I hurt so many people..."

"Sean, Sean, it's okay..." Professor McGonagall hugged him distressedly.

Poor child, he is obviously a victim, but the first thing he does when he wakes up is to blame himself...

On the side of the office near the door, the two escort members looked heavy. They had suffered heavy losses this time, but the instigator had been reduced to ashes, and the Sean in front of him was just a poor parasitized student.

"Alas..." The two sighed heavily.

Outside the house, the newly appointed leader was listening to his subordinates describe everything. If Sean saw it, he would definitely recognize him as Mark Ponte, who had interrogated him at the Ministry of Magic.

"It's parasitic...is Ms. Rozier really attacking?" Ponte asked, holding his chin.

"Yes," the team member nodded, "It's all Killing Curse, no mercy at all, and the final situation is consistent with the soul being hit by the Killing Curse."

"Did Rozier really break off the relationship with Grindelwald?" Ponte frowned and thought, "Or maybe, the Death Eaters actually have nothing to do with Grindelwald..."

"Captain, what about us?"

Ponte looked at his men and ruffled his hair irritably.

The escort interrogated the Lestrange brothers, and then vowed to arrest them. It turned out that the Wallop they wanted to arrest was the victim, their own people suffered heavy losses, and the instigator had also been executed.

But their purpose is not to annihilate the evil forces, but to dig out information about Grindelwald from the child named Wallop.

"Damn it, I have to deal with the mess again..." Ponte cursed angrily.

"Captain, what did you say?"

"Nothing!" He said angrily, then opened the door and walked in.

In the office, he saw Sean, who he had casual conversations with a few days ago, looking in pain. Next to him was Professor McGonagall who was comforting him, while Professor Rozier was sitting behind his desk expressionlessly.

It seems that he is really a victim...but we can't jump to conclusions easily...

Ponte gritted his teeth. He walked in front of Sean and Professor McGonagall. After thinking about his words for a while, he said slowly: "Professor McGonagall, we have a follow-up investigation that we would like Mr. Wallop to cooperate with..."

Before he could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall suddenly raised his head. The amiable face facing Sean had turned serious and angry: "Mr. Ponte, our student has been parasitized by the soul of a dark wizard. He has suffered a great deal." The physical and psychological trauma! Most of the responsibility for this incident lies with Hogwarts. We failed to protect our students and allowed dark wizards to take advantage of the opportunity! However, your official organization must also be responsible! A man who sneaks underground can do this Didn’t you predict the evil organization that has developed a huge power for a long time?!"

"Even if you didn't have a complete plan, you came here to arrest people rashly. If that Riddle was completely insane, and without Professor Rozier's great help, not only would your team members be injured, but our innocent students would also be injured. He will lose his precious life!"

"I will report this matter to Mr. Dumbledore in detail, and we at Hogwarts will do our best to protect Mr. Wallop's rights!" Gu Gao

A series of rapid-fire words almost knocked Ponte unconscious. The meaning of the other party's words was very obvious. Hogwarts was at fault in this matter, and the Guards were also at fault. Only Sean Wallop was innocent. The victim, if you want to take him away for questioning, ask Dumbledore for his opinion first!

He secretly complained in his heart. In order to hide what happened tonight from Dumbledore, they did take action without perfect planning. Now he was not just an innocent child. If Professor Rozier and Professor McGonagall hadn't taken action, their vanguard would have been killed. If the whole army is wiped out, this is a big favor.

Ponte didn't have the confidence to speak now, but thinking of the instructions from the leader of the escort team, he still spoke slowly: "I understand what you mean, Professor McGonagall. But Mr. Wallop is involved in an evil black magic organization after all. , for the safety of the entire wizarding world, you see..."

This time, Professor Rozier, who had been sitting quietly in the back, sneered. She raised one foot gracefully and her tone was full of ridicule: "Why don't you know it? You are embarrassing someone like this just for the so-called information." He is only a second-grade child, he has just suffered tremendous pain, and he is immersed in self-blame, and what about you?"

She spoke faster and faster and angrier: "To tell you the truth, why do you think those people in your escort didn't turn into dead bodies on the spot? Even if Mr. Wallop was parasitized, his soul will always be there." Fighting, because of his resistance and kindness, and because of Professor McGonagall's restrictions, your team members can survive, do you understand?"

Beside the door, a depressed guard member looked ugly. He glanced at Ponte and said softly: "Captain Maeterlinck may have to stay in the hospital for more than half a year, and he may need a wheelchair for the rest of his life... But He is still alive..."

Professor Rozier sneered: "Yes, he is still alive. If Mr. Wallop hadn't still used his willpower to fight despite the great pain, Maeterlinck would have no need to treat him now."

Professor McGonagall continued: "Sean is only a second-year student. Facing such a powerful dark wizard, what room for resistance can he have? I think the Guardians should continue to track down the Death Eaters instead of embarrassing a kind-hearted person here. And brave boy.”

After hearing this, several members of the escort team looked at the child on the seat. They saw that the other person had completely lowered his head and covered his face with his hands in pain.

Now even they feel that the new captain is a bit aggressive. How pitiful this kid is...

Sean covered his face with his hands. He was worried that he was choking...

Professor Rozier didn't discuss this line with him beforehand... He was embarrassed to say it... He had obviously already killed him, but Obscurus's power had been almost exhausted by then...

Ponte's face became more and more embarrassed. He hesitated for a while and said: "We are also worried that the soul of the dark wizard may not be completely wiped out. We do not want to interrogate Mr. Wallop, but want to conduct a comprehensive examination. …”

"Mr. Ponte!" Professor McGonagall became surprisingly angry, "As long as I am here for one day, I will not allow you to take Sean away!"

"Professor McGonagall..." Sean raised his head and showed a sad smile.

"poor child……"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was at a stalemate, Professor Rozier stood up again. She crossed her arms and said with her usual indifference: "My spell has really hit Riddle's soul. If there are still soul fragments entangled in Sean... In terms of his soul, Sean will not be this weak but healthy now, he will be suffering from pain all the time as if he was hit by the Cruciatus Curse."

"Just checking, two professors, maybe just use magic potion..." Ponte spoke almost to please.

Professor McGonagall frowned coldly: "Absolutely not! Mr. Ponte, you might as well say it straight, I don't trust your escort's potion!"

Just as he was talking, someone came over from outside the house. It was a witch wearing a healer's uniform. She had a guard medal on her chest. It seemed that she had arrived temporarily.

"Let me introduce," Ponte said, "This is the therapist of our escort team. She is not only good at healing magic, but also has great research on potions. I can guarantee that Mr. Wallop will never take it under her hands. What an abnormal potion!"

The witch pushed up her glasses and said: "I have heard about the matter. In fact, to check whether Mr. Wallop is still parasitized by the debris, you only need to take Veritaserum. The effect of Veritaserum Regarding brain memory, if parasitism still exists, the memories of two souls exist in one brain, and you will know when you ask."

"I don't trust your Veritaserum." Professor McGonagall refused at all.

On the contrary, Sean slowly raised his head and said seriously: "Professor, in order to prove my innocence, I am willing to take veritaserum. Let me ask for it right here, in front of you."

Anyway, the wand hasn't been taken away, just transform and use the Veritaserum... After being trained by Grindelwald, he is a veteran.

His solemn, aggrieved and stubborn look made everyone in the room feel pity. Some young members of the guard even lowered their heads in shame.

Ponte was overjoyed, and just as he was about to speak, Professor Rozier spoke first: "Since Sean has said so - in order to ensure his innocence, I suggest that the Potions Professor of Nurmengard provide Veritaserum , so that Professor McGonagall and I can feel more at ease."

Ponte turned his eyes and immediately rejected the proposal. He looked at the two professors, knowing that the veritaserum of the Guard must not be trusted, but he could not let Grindelwald's former subordinates provide it. Potion...

With... Ponte's eyes lit up. He had investigated Sean's information, which naturally included his interpersonal relationships at Hogwarts.

This kid is extremely talented, handsome, polite and a rich second generation. Basically everyone has a very good impression of him - except for one professor.

And that professor also happens to be a potion maker...

Ponte coughed: "Professor Rozier, the situation is sensitive now. You don't believe us. However, the Guard cannot trust Grindelwald's former subordinates - even if you all pass the investigation."

He looked at Rozier, whose eyes were getting colder and colder, and pretended to mention casually: "I hope you can understand... How about this, Hogwarts also has a Potions professor. Professor McGonagall, you must trust your colleagues, right?" How about we ask our colleagues in the UK to provide a portkey and the professor to bring the veritaserum?”

Just as Rozier was about to speak, Sean nodded instead: "It's okay, Professor Snape is selfless, I trust him, and I also believe in my innocence."

She glanced at Sean and nodded without any hesitation: "Okay, Professor McGonagall, how about it?"

"I also agree with Severus." Professor McGonagall originally believed that Sean was innocent, but since Sean took the initiative to prove his innocence, that was it.

"Okay, I'll notify you right away." Ponte said quickly, as if he was afraid that several people would regret it.

In the corridor of Nurmengard Castle, the students who had been evacuated in advance were gathering together to discuss. As soon as they ran into the corridor, a huge roar came from behind.

Hermione and Daisy were holding hands and looking anxiously at the entrance.

There was too much movement, and since Sean was taken away from the scene just now, the two of them also guessed that it was related to Sean.

As he was talking, someone suddenly poked Daisy's arm from the air next to him.

Daisy pulled Hermione and slipped into a corner, where her brother's head was emerging from the air.

"I heard that, they are going to interrogate Sean with veritaserum!" Harry said seriously.

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