Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little Hufflepuff have?

Black had only just approached the doorway when he heard someone talking inside.

But the moment the sound of footsteps came from outside the door, the voices inside vanished instantly.

Grindelwald was just about to knock.

The door flew open in an instant.

A wand thrust straight out...

"Oh..." Grindelwald hurriedly raised both hands. "It's me, Vitarosir..."

The wand was withdrawn.

Vitarosir, who looked at least twenty years younger than before, walked out.

She ignored the "headmaster" standing in front of her.

Instead, she turned to look at Black.

"Hello... You must be Black Grin, yes? I'm Vitarosir, vice headmistress of Nurmengard."

"Hello, Professor Rosier!" Black said politely.

Rosier gave a faint smile. "Thank you for the Life-Prolonging Potion. It was very useful."

"You're welcome. If you need more, just write to me."

"Black! You're here?" Winsty's delighted voice came from inside the dormitory.

"That's right, Winsty. Have you been well lately?"

Black greeted Winsty cheerfully.

"The professors have all been very good to me. You don't need to worry..."

A smile appeared on Winsty's face.

Although she was a transfer student, she was a transfer student Grindelwald had personally brought in.

Because of that, no one dared bully her.

On the contrary, some people even went out of their way to curry favor with her because of her background.

Of course Winsty felt she had been doing very well.

Black smiled and was just about to speak.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Winsty, there seems to be another guest in your room?"

"Huh? Who?" Winsty's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly ran out of the dormitory.

After what Winsty had gone through during the day—something straight out of a horror movie—

her nerves had already become extremely sensitive.

Now, hearing Black say there was actually someone else in the