Glory To Slytherin

Ulysses was in Professor Babling's office at this time.

Under Professor Babling's gaze, Ulysses sat at the table with a carving knife in his hand and a pen and a dragon.

On the front of the card, there is a wizard, his black wizard robe is shrouded in a complicated rune, like armor, holding a long magic wand, with a cold expression and firm eyes.

Ulysses' next magic pattern card to be inscribed is the famous black magician, also known as the black magician.

This is a humanoid card, if it is successfully produced, it is equivalent to adding a powerful assistant.

Ulysses decided to engrave most of his fighting skills and spells into the card. The magic pattern needed for this is much more complicated than the blue-eyed white dragon.

However, when he finished engraving a magic pattern and paused to take a break, his face was faintly solemn.

Professor Babling who was observing on the side saw this and said with a chuckle:

"Feeling touching the bottleneck?"

Ulysses nodded silently. The magic patterns he needed gradually became more and more advanced, and it was already somewhat reluctant to make with his current magic patterns.

"After a while, I will teach you the inscription of the second-level magic pattern. With the third-level magic pattern, I can touch the threshold myself..."

Professor Babling said thoughtfully, but heard the door of the office knocked.

With a light wave of Professor Babling's right hand, the textured door opened automatically, and Professor McGonagall hurried in. After seeing Ulysses sitting inside, she was visibly relieved.

"Great, I walked half of the castle and finally found you Mr. Lestrange."

Ulysses was surprised when he heard this. Professor McGonagall turned to Professor Babling and said, "Bathcida, Dumbledore has something to do with Mr. Lestrange. I will take him there first. ?"

Professor Babling blinked brightly and laughed: "Of course, Minerva."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and hurriedly walked to the door:

"Come on, Mr. Lestrange, it's urgent."

Ulysses followed behind her with some confusion. It seems that something bad has indeed happened, otherwise Professor McGonagall, who is usually steady, would not lose his sense of position like he is now.

After arriving at Professor Lockhart's office, he saw Charles Nott lying on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he realized the sinisterness in an instant.

Dumbledore was standing beside Charles Nott with a solemn expression. The old magic wand in his hand was constantly waving above him. Streams of light poured into Charles Nott's body, but it was as if he was hitting a wall. Bounced back into the wand.

"This is the same as the symptoms of the previous two victims. Is that thing coming out again?"

Professor Lockhart stroked his chin, "If I were to come for treatment, maybe I don't have to wait for the mandela grass to mature..."

He couldn't help starting his old business again. Dumbledore glanced at him silently, and then he reacted and hid quietly, silently.

"Mr. Nott's soul is no longer in him."

Dumbledore retracted his wand and said heavily, "I tried to perceive Mr. Knott's soul with a spell, and found nothing."

Everyone else in the office breathed a little bit. There is no evil black magic that can peel off the soul.

"The eyes of the basilisk have been destroyed, and it no longer has the ability to kill people or turn people into stone sculptures, and it has never been heard that it has the means to deprive the soul."

Professor Snape, who has remained silent, said coldly, "It seems that this time someone used the name of the Basilisk to do it, and they still picked someone from my academy to do it."

"frenzied……"

Professor McGonagall murmured that she realized that this incident was crueler than she had imagined.

Dumbledore turned his gaze to Ulysses and said:

"Ulysses, I invite you over this time to borrow one of your things..."

He looked at the other professors apologetically, and with a wave of his wand, a translucent barrier surrounded him and Ulysses.

Ulysses moved in his heart, raised his hand, revealed the ghost ring on the finger of his right hand, and whispered:

"Is it this one?"

"Yes."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "The ghost ring is a magic item specifically for souls and spirits. Although I don't know where you came from such a dangerous thing, I need it for the final verification at the moment."

Ulysses didn't know how Dumbledore knew that he had a ghost ring, but he could probably guess it. As the headmaster of Hogwarts, the entire castle was under his gaze, and it was not unbelievable to see Ulysses threatening Pepy Ghost.

"What do I need to do, Professor."

Ulysses asked calmly.

Dumbledore motioned for him to raise his hand, and the wand was tapped several times in front of him. A simple symbol slowly condensed and was printed on the ghost ring.

Then, the dark and simple ring suddenly lit up with a gloomy light, slowly pouring into Charles Nott's eyebrows, and breaking into his sea of ​​consciousness unimpeded all the way.

Empty.

Dim light drilled back into the ring, and Dumbledore closed his eyes in disappointment.

When he opened it again, his eyes were full of seriousness and coldness.

He removed the translucent barrier, and the two figures reappeared in the sight of others. He walked a few steps back and forth in the room, then slowly said:

"There is no doubt that this is a very serious attack. We only have three days to find the murderer, because the soul will definitely die after more than three days."

"But, who would do such a thing..."

Professor McGonagall's eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't accept that a student was about to lose his life in front of her.

"This is not something to consider now, Minerva."

Dumbledore put away his wand, "Perhaps we should pray that Mr. Knott's soul was just sealed up, not destroyed on the spot."

"Now, the school is closed and no one is allowed in or out until the attacker is identified. The deans go back and warn the students of their college not to act alone under any circumstances. The curfew must be strictly observed."

The four deans nodded silently, and they also understood that the situation was already very serious. If a Death event really happened in the castle, then Hogwarts might be shut down.

"Recently, patrols have been stepped up. If you encounter someone who is suspected of being an attacker, you can do it on the spot. Of course, it is best to catch alive. We also need him to return Mr. Nott's soul."

Dumbledore said dullly, and then left Professor Lockhart's office with Charles Nott's body.

The other professors exchanged glances of the same hatred and hurriedly left.

Ulysses' expression was a bit solemn, and he immediately guessed who made the move.

‘You’re so cruel, Anderson. ’

He thought coldly in his mind, and followed Professor Snape back to the Slytherin common room.

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