The familiar sound of high-heeled footsteps was not difficult to identify.
After all, within Hogwarts, only one teacher often walked in such shoes
Their Headmistress, Professor Vinda Rosier.
Matthew ca to a swift stop.
The last thing he wanted was to encounter Professor Rosier on this night.
Given her stern deanor, she would surely demand an explanation from him.
She might even consult Professor Slughorn, which would lead to the discovery of his sneaking out.
Hoping against it, he silently prayed that Professor Rosier would avoid coming his way.
The footsteps grew louder, closer
But soon, Matthew noticed that she wasnt alone.
Several portraits can confirm that soone broke into the Headmasters office yesterday afternoon A middle-aged mans voice suddenly reached his ears.
For a mont, Matthew was taken aback.
The voice belonged to none other than Nevilles father, Mr. Longbottom.
As he recalled, Mr. Longbottom held a significant position within the Ministry of Magic and currently led the Aurors stationed at Hogwarts.
It dawned on Matthew that he was inadvertently eavesdropping on so highly classified information.
He held his breath to avoid drawing their attention.
What kind of person broke into the Headmasters office? Professor Rosier inquired coldly, her tone tinged with annoyance.
Based on the portraits account, it was an elderly woman with square glasses and curly black hair Mr. Longbottom responded. Yet, we have yet to ascertain her identity She was in the office for approximately five minutes
Damn it! Professor Rosiers expletive revealed her frustration. We were fooled due to our oversight And what about the situation in the Forbidden Forest?
Nothing significant was found The dentors scoured the Forbidden Forest thoroughly Frank Longbottom lanted, The black dog left early. Its likely an Animagus; however, no record of a wizard capable of transforming into a black dog has been located
Enhance Hogwarts defenses! Professor Rosier ordered, her voice firm.
Of course, maam Mr. Longbottom seed to concur.
Their voices grew fainter, their footsteps receding, until Matthew could no longer hear them.
Sighing in relief, he realized that they had not approached his location; they remained oblivious to his presence.
Moreover, from the descriptions offered by both Mr. Longbottom and Professor Rosier, it seed that the dog that had appeared in the Forbidden Forest was rely a distraction.
It had likely been employed to attract the attention of dentors, Aurors, and Hogwarts staff.
The true objective of the Azkaban escapees (or the remnants of the Order of the Phoenix) still lay within the Headmasters office
Inside the office belonging to Professor Grindelwald, there evidently existed sothing that greatly interested them
Furthermore, Mr. Longbottoms description of the old lady who infiltrated the office bore a striking resemblance to that of Minerva McGonagallan Animagus and Transfiguration professor from another world.
In other words, in addition to Jas Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew as ntioned by Professor Slughorn
Minerva McGonagall was also secretly present at Hogwarts!
The shocking revelations overheard did little to interfere with Matthews night of rest.
Rather, they succeeded in redirecting his focus from the enigmatic nature of Professor Slughorns party.
By early morning, he had already inquired of his roommate, Draco, if anything unexpected had occurred during the dinner the previous night
However, he received a denial in response.
As it turned out, the banquet proceeded without a hitch, devoid of surprises.
Draco, delightedly, recounted how he had secured an autographed photograph of Gwenog Jones, the comntating captain of the Holyhead Harpies.
She had praised his potential to beco a professional Seeker (a complint Matthew suspected was slightly exaggerated).
This revelation left Matthew stunned.
So, was everything he had speculated about just the product of his imagination?
Was Professor Slughorns intention as simple as facilitating interaction between current students and past graduates of Hogwarts?
Could it be that he was rely a well-intentioned, exuberant figure all along?
Matthews brows knitted slightly.
Despite his reluctance to believe it, it appeared as though this were the case.
The intuition that usually served him so well seed to falter this ti.
During breakfast, Shafiq approached him unexpectedly.
Matthew, why didnt I see you last night? She inquired, her tone holding surprise. I rember you were supposed to attend the banquet as well
Yes, Miss Shafiq, Matthew responded, his face tinged with embarrassnt. I did plan to attend, but I experienced so stomach discomfort during the dinner. I ended up making several trips to the bathroom and ultimately returned to the Slytherin common room.
Thats a sha. The opportunity was quite rare, Shafiq lanted, then expressed concern, Are you feeling better now?
A little rest made everything alright, Matthew quickly reassured her.
Make sure to be careful when eating next ti
After exchanging a few words with Shafiq, Matthew left the Great Hall promptly.
Under the pretext of his Herbology class, he made his way to the greenhouse.
With the reduced responsibility of caring for the Flor Flowers, this Herbology class seed significantly more straightforward than before.
A collective sigh of relief perated the room.
When the Herbology class concluded, another piece of good news awaited them
Due to unforeseen circumstances, Professor Snape had cancelled the next Transfiguration class.
For the Slytherin second-year students, this news was greeted with enthusiasm as it translated to an unexpected half-day off.
Matthew couldnt help but feel surprised.
A sudden change of plans for Professor Snape?
Recalling the conversation he had overheard between Professor Rosier and Mr. Longbottom the night prior
Could it be that the aforentioned business was sohow linked to these recent developnts?
Matthew mulled over his thoughts.
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