The Elder Lord of Hogwarts
Chapter 80

Bloodstained Slander, Sectumsempra's Carnage [Third Update]

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Chapter 78 77: The slander written in blood, the killing of Sectumsempra [Third update]

The second day of school.

Ian suffered an epic critical hit with Harry. Potter-level treatment.

"What did you say? I killed Teacher Defence Against the Dark Arts? Why didn't I know?"

Ian's legs are not actually short, but after all, the total size of today's height is limited, and some cannot keep up with the speed of Penelope's long legs.

"Don't worry too much. Anyone with a normal IQ can understand that it's not you. I don't think the professors are stupid enough to believe the nonsense of a Slytherin bad guy."

"Are you kidding? It's so ridiculous. You have been kicked in the head by Troll, so you would slander a young wizard who just entered school and kill an adult powerful wizard?"

"He might as well say that Professor Erich was attacked by magic that Filch had hidden for decades!" Penelope told a hellish joke while complaining about Ian.

At least it would be hell if admin Filch were here.

"Who identified me?"

Ian was not too nervous. He had some small conflicts with Peeves yesterday. As long as Peeves didn't complain, it wouldn't be a troublesome thing for him.

Things I haven't done before.

Can Slytherin's little devil be blamed on him?

Although his autobiography Hogwarts and My Uncle Dean and I are still drafting it, it does not mean that it does not exist. After all, it is impossible for Snape to watch him being framed in Azkaban.

"Marcus·Flint, a fourth-year student, Slytherin Quidditch, the Chaser of the ball, his family is one of the bullshit Sacred Twenty-Eight."

"He must be trying to win over Greengrass Family's friendship because of Daphne. Greengrass. Tsk tsk. None of these Pure-blood families are really good."

Senior sister Penelope paused for a moment and added, "Only Weasley family is better, but their twins are also annoying."

I don't know who I am emphasizing to.

"What about Miss Greengrass?" Ian did not choose to mention that he might also be a Pure-blood, but was a little shocked that he would be slandered because of Daphne. Greengrass.

After school starts.

He has never interacted with Daphne. Greengrass. Even the gift he planned to give to Daphne. Greengrass was put on hold because Daphne. Greengrass was still asleep.

"Slytherin There are rumors over there that the last thing out of Daphne. Greengrass's mouth was your name before she fell into coma. Some people suspect that you cast a curse on her on the ferry boat."

"Your friend Aurora. Grindelwald taught a few people a lesson for this, but there are still fools who believe that the professors can't tell the effects of the curse."

Penelope's voice was a little helpless.

This is also the first time for Ian to know that his reputation among Hogwarts is so bad.

He is just a new student.

"I didn't cast a curse on her. Even if Miss Greengrass humiliated me by calling me "Mudblood" on the ferry boat, I just wanted to make Miss Greengrass change her ways." Ian's words aroused the sympathy of Penello, who had also been attacked because of her Muggle family background.

"This is a very, very rude name, and it is completely discriminatory. Only these disgusting Slytherin Pure-blood can be so despicable!"

"You are the victim, and they actually bite you back. It's really abominable!" Penelope completely empathized with her, and she felt even more unfair for Ian.

"I believe that the wise professors will prove my innocence." Ian followed Penelope Penelope through the long corridors and up the ones that would continue to rotate.

The top layer of West Tower.

In addition to professors from several colleges, there were also several Prefect, Ravenclaw men who were following along in the search. The male Prefect Dietrich was arguing with a student with buck teeth and a blushing face.

"That's that person! I saw it with my own eyes! It can't be wrong!" Marcus·Flint has a very charming, buck-toothed face due to inbreeding.

His tone was firm.

Even though Snape was standing next to him with a gloomy look on his face.

He persisted as always.

"When the professors ask you later, you just need to tell the truth." Penelope warned carefully before taking Ian to the scene of the incident.

The body was found in Owlery.

Since a pile of straw covered the scattered body of Professor Ronnie. Erich inside, even the professor who came to search here in the morning could not find anything strange.

According to Penelope's description on the road, Marcus·Flint's self-reported situation was that he overcame the fear in his heart and chose to stand up and expose the murderer.

If not.

The professors may still need a lot of time to find the remains.

"Professors, I brought Ian."

Enter the shed.

The smell of dampness and vague corruption hit my face.

Snape stared at Marcus·Flint with a gloomy expression, Dumbledore frowned at the pile of corpse fragments, and Filius·Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw, was squatting down to inspect the corpse.

Ian did not expect that the first time he met his dean would be on such an occasion. Filius·Flitwick did not raise his head to look at him at this time.

"It's scary."

Penelope once again saw the body fragments that had been dug out and pieced together, and his complexion turned pale again, but he still stood next to Ian with the male Prefect Dietrich.

Prefect from the other three colleges are also here. They all look at Ian with a kind of surprise and uncertainty. Among them, Prefect of Gryffindor, Percy·Weasley, look a little scared.

"That's him!"

Marcus·Flint raised his hand and pointed at Ian.

Ian didn't respond.

The corpse on the ground was bloody and cruel, and there were many flies flying around on the pieced-together corpse fragments. Ian's eyes only stayed on the corpse for a moment.

Under the gentle reminder of the man Prefect Dietrich, he saw a palm-sized patch of black and red on the wall where the straw pile had been torn open, with a line of crooked and shocking blood characters on it.

"Prince"

The words in blood are like some kind of reminder, with some blood dripping down at the end. The very directional "last words" are naturally the surname of Ian.

"A clumsy frame-up."

Ian spoke softly and in a calm tone.

"Mr. Prince, you are right, the dismembered dead cannot write, but Mr. Flint said that he saw you killing Professor Ronnie. Erich here."

Professor McGonagall stood there with a serious face. He stared at Ian with a pair of majestic eyes. His tone could not be called harsh, but it was also very solemn.

"Flint? Is that the Troll Half-blood standing over there spitting shit?" Ian looked in the direction of Marcus·Flint, and his words caused the other party to become furious.

Lies don't hurt.

The truth is the sharpest knife.

Marcus·Flint does have some similarities in appearance to Troll.

"How dare you humiliate me! You damn murderer!" Marcus·Flint was furious and wanted to rush forward, but was held down by Snape next to him.

His two Prefect stood beside him and did not speak for him. Their heads were turned sideways as if they were counting the ants on the ground seriously.

"If you saw me killing someone, or a professor, how dare you be so cruel to me?" Ian curled his lips with contempt.

"Professors are here, what do you dare to do to me?" Marcus·Flint, who was held down by Tianqi, was still yelling at Ian aggressively despite the pressure on his head.

"You will go to Azkaban! Don't even think about it in this life!"

Pain in the head.

This fourth-grade student looked a little pained.

But he persisted as always.

"Stop talking nonsense here, Ian is just a first-year wizard. Do you think everyone like you, the Dark Wizard family, has studied Dark Magic since childhood?"

Senior sister Penelope directly helped Ian to fight Marcus·Flint.

Snape's expression is a little weird.

But he didn't speak.

Just at this time.

After examining the body fragments, Dean Flitwick stood up. He first gave Ian a reassuring look, then shook his head and whispered to the other professors.

"It's the original version of Severus Sectumsempra."

His words made all the colleges Prefect confused. Snape breathed a sigh of relief. Professor McGonagall's expression also relaxed a little. Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Ian in due course.

His eyes were gentle and his tone was very gentle.

"Mr. Prince, do you mind if we check your wand? Of course, this is just for safety reasons." Dumbledore didn't seem to give Ian the right to refuse.

No way.

Ian could only take out his wand and hand it over. Under the signal from Dumbledore's eyes, Dean Flitwick stepped forward and took away the wand from Ian's hand.

"Don't worry, kid, we won't unjustly accuse innocent people." Dean Flitwick felt that he had given Ian a reassurance. Only Ian knew that he had indeed released Sectumsempra yesterday.

However.

Flitwick The original version of Sectumsempra that Dean just said is obviously a very critical discovery. Ian feels that it reveals some intriguing information.

Dean Flitwick brought Ian's wand back to Dumbledore.

Ian knew what they were going to do with the wand.

Priori Incantatem.

A spell that lets you see what spells a wand has been used for.

"Hey."

Ian is a little depressed.

He is not afraid to expose the grudge between himself and Peeves yesterday in front of all the professors and seniors. Whose ancestors don't have some unique blood and abilities?

Barnabas the Barmy also said that Ian's ancestor slept with a female ghost.

Being able to contact ghosts is not a secret that needs to be hidden.

The reason why he sighed.

The reason is just that among Slytherin House, there are still rumors that he cast a curse on Daphne. I am afraid that the rumors about him will become darker and darker after today.

After all.

He really knows how to curse.

"Prior Incantato!"

What is supposed to come will always come.

Watching Flitwick Dean apply Priori Incantatem to his wand.

Ian was just about to explain.

However.

"What's going on? My Charms was rejected? Can such a thing happen? It's impossible!" Dean Flitwick, Master Charms, seemed to have encountered a situation that he had never expected.

Elder Wood, Unicorn Tail Hair.

This wand should not exist in the world.

At this moment.

Dedicated to its owner.

Although it is the third update, it has more than 3,000 words, and the next one will also exceed 3,000, which is the same number as the fifth update!

(End of chapter)

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