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Chapter 72 Disappearing Memories

The expression on Justin Finriri's face was very, very painful.

He tried hard to cover his head, as if his head was about to explode.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it anymore." Matthew comforted calmly.

At the same time, he bent down and picked up all the gadgets that Justin had dropped on the ground before, and returned them to him.

"Thank you!" Justin's face calmed down a little, and he hugged them again.

Then, he said a little depressedly: "I'll go back to Hufflepuff's common room first. I'm very sleepy now..."

"Okay, goodbye!" Matthew waved his hand.

Looking at Justin Finrily's back as he walked away, Matthew fell into deep thought.

The reaction of the Hufflepuff boy is undoubtedly the manifestation of being hit by the "Forgetful Curse".

The effect of the forgetting spell can cause people to lose a certain specific memory.

Moreover, what he had should be the kind of forgetting spell that was not very clever (or the level of a wizard who used this spell was average)... Most of the impressions in his mind about the witch surrounded by a thick black scarf had been deleted; but there was still a little afterimage.

So when someone mentions that image in front of him, he will have a strange reaction.

Then now the problem is here!

Why did the witch, who was surrounded by a thick black scarf, go to Justin Finlieri?

And the time she was looking for Justin Finrieli should have been after she passed through the Honey Duke's tunnel and threw her away.

Do you want to get some information about yourself through him?

If this is true, then there is no doubt that she made the wrong plan... Matthew and Justin Finlieri did not officially meet until today, and before that, he knew very little about himself.

Or is it that my previous inference was completely wrong... The witch who surrounded her thick black scarf was not for finding him at all!

She just wanted to grab a little Hogwarts wizard and get some information from her mouth.

The first goal she found was herself, but she got rid of her through the authenticity of the Honey Duke... So she turned her goal to Justin Finlieri, who was also in Hogsmeade.

Matthew's expression became a little solemn.

If this is true, then the witch surrounded by a thick black scarf, her real purpose is worth discussing!

Moreover, it is very likely that it is related to the series of previous attacks in Hogwarts.

...

"What are you doing here?" A cold voice sounded from behind.

It was Agnes Lesterlanch, who held a Rear Admiral's hat in one hand and a cluster of glittering balloons in the other...it seemed to be small gifts that were blown out of colorful bags and firecrackers.

"Sorry, I'm thinking about something." Matthew recovered and said softly.

"Go back to the common room together?" Lestrang suggested: "Or do you have other itineraries now?"

"No." Matthew nodded: "Let's go back to the common room together."

The two of them walked towards the depths of the basement with strange Christmas gifts in their hands.

In this cold, wet and even a little gloomy corridor, apart from the sound of the two of them, they fell into an awkward silence.

Matthew suddenly realized that he had known Agnes Lesterlanch for about four months and had a lot of contact. Some time ago, he even played Gaobushi and wizard chess together every day... but there was very little verbal communication between them.

In other words, they rarely speak.

"The previous attack..." Miss Lesterlanch also realized that the atmosphere was a bit strange. When she was about to approach the Potions Classroom, she took the initiative to speak: "Do you think it's over?"

"Of course not." Matthew replied without hesitation.

"So sure?" Lestrang looked at him strangely.

"It's just a reasonable guess." Matthew also realized that he had a little disloyal and quickly explained.

"Then you said so sure?" Lestrang snorted coldly: "It's like you know what's inside!"

Matthew did not answer, and the two fell into an awkward silence again.

Walking a few steps deeper into the Potion Classroom, an abandoned bathroom appeared in front of me.

Matthew turned his head and looked at it carefully. The words "fault" were written on the door sign in front of the bathroom.

"This is a girl's bathroom!" Lestrange reminded.

"Of course I know, I just want to see it." Matthew said calmly: "This should not violate the school rules."

"There have been people in this bathroom!" Lestrang's voice suddenly became a little deeper:

"About fifty years ago, a girl from Ravenclaw died strangely inside... At that time, Principal Armando Dippet closed the bathroom, and then it was abandoned as such."

Of course Matthew knew about this matter.

He also knew that the dead girl was called Myrtle; after she died, she became a ghost called "Crying Myrtle"; and the murderer who killed her was the Basil monster released by Tom Riddle from the secret room!

etc……

Matthew suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with you?" Lestrang looked at him with some confusion.

"Nothing." Matthew spread his hands and continued to walk towards Slytherin's common room.

...

A few minutes later, they stood in front of the giant snake statue at the stone gate.

“Victory is paramount!”

Matthew gave the order for the past two weeks and the stone door was opened.

Agnes Lesterlanch walked towards her dormitory without looking back.

But Matthew stopped because he saw a ghost at the corner of the common room.

Matthew hurried over and asked very respectfully: "Sir?"

Bloodman Barrow raised his head and looked up and down at Matthew: "What's the matter?"

"Is there a ghost called 'Crying Myrtle' in Hogwarts Castle?" Matthew asked hurriedly.

"That's right." Bloodman Barrow agreed.

"So have you seen her during this period?" Matthew continued to ask.

"Myritan rarely leaves her territory." Bloodman Barrow replied coldly: "Of course, I have never seen her once after the beginning of this semester!"

"Okay, thank you!" Matthew bowed politely.

Then, he returned to his dormitory.
Chapter completed!
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