With the parchnt in hand, Matthew returned to the empty bedroom, eager to uncover the mystery. He opened his History of Magic textbook and reviewed the lessons about rlin and Morgana that Professor Bagshot had covered in the previous class.
Afterward, he turned to the The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1 book and previewed the content related to the Hovering Spell, which they were scheduled to learn in tomorrows spell class.
Ti seed to slip away with each passing minute and second.
Almost an hour later, the bedroom door suddenly swung open, and Theodore Nott entered, humming a small tune. Matthew looked up, and the two boys awkwardly locked eyes.
Hello! Matthew greeted enthusiastically.
Theodore was taken aback for a mont but eventually nodded in acknowledgnt.
Professor Rosier had given Matthew a description of what had transpired in the bedroom the previous afternoon. However, it was only speculation, and Matthew was keen to hear Theodore Notts account.
Closing the textbooks in front of him, Matthew approached Nott.
Hey, Nott! he asked with excitent. Can you fill in on what happened here yesterday afternoon? Ive been left in the dark so far!
The presence of an eager listener reignited Theodores interest, although he still carried a tinge of fear from the previous days events. Nevertheless, he was happy to share his story in vivid detail.
I was writing my Transfiguration essay, and Draco, Vincent, and Gregory suddenly gathered near your bed, looking quite bewildered, Theodore Nott began with a loud voice.
I wasnt concerned with them because I was preoccupied with figuring out the relationship between a match and a needle. But suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the bedroom door swung open, revealing a terrifying figure. It was like a skeletal being, incredibly eerie
As he spoke, the narrative took on a peculiar direction.
Draco scread and was knocked down by this figure. Vincent and Gregory attempted to attack, but they were swiftly subdued as well. Soon, only consciousness remained in the room. Wickfield, you can only imagine the scene!
Theodore Nott grew increasingly animated as he continued.
Matthew understood that Notts mory likely extended only as far as when Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle surrounded his suitcase. Everything beyond that was Theodores own embellishnt of the adventure.
However, Nott carried on with his tale.
I remained remarkably calm throughout the ordeal, even when the dark wizard turned his attention towards . I found myself directly beneath his legs and made a split-second decision. With a swift movent, I conjured a sliding shovel beneath him, narrowly avoiding his spell, which grazed my scalp and struck my favorite vase with a resounding crash
My fondness for that vase cannot be overstated, Theodore continued, so when it shattered, anger surged within .
Wizards temperant varies greatly, Matthew interjected, intrigued by his friends storytelling. And what did you do next?
Theodore nodded eagerly, appreciating the interest. Then then his voice grew hoarse and hesitant.
Whats the matter? Matthew noticed Theodores sudden change in deanor.
Then its still here! Theodore Nott exclaid, his body trembling.
What are you talking about? Matthew stood up abruptly, his expression shifting.
Its still here it never left, Nott muttered, seemingly replying to Matthew while also speaking to himself.
Relax, Nott! Matthew spoke firmly, attempting to calm the distressed boy.
It never left never left Theodore Notts trembling escalated, and his voice faded, It wont leave
Theodore? Matthew approached him cautiously. Matthews face contorted into a look of concern as he observed Theodores fragile state.
Sensing that Nott could easily lose control, he contemplated calling for help from outside the room.
Suddenly, Theodore turned around abruptly, eyes locked onto Matthews gaze. At that mont, he let out an ear-piercing scream as if confronted with an indescribable monster.
Overwheld by fear and confusion, the eleven-year-old boy collapsed, losing consciousness.
A quarter of an hour later, inside the school hospital, several Slytherin students, including Matthew Wickfield, gathered around Theodores bedside. Madam Pomfrey, the Hogwarts Matron, ticulously examined the unconscious boy before shaking her head in frustration.
Its just a minor episode, nothing more, Madam Pomfrey grumbled, Did anyone ask him or remind him about the incident?
The students looked at each other, afraid of telling Mrs. Pomfrey the truth.
A student finally talked. It was Miss Gemma Farley, the Slytherins perfect, Since Nott left the hospital yesterday, he has been telling the other students about what happened.
This idiot, I told him to try not to rember anything about the incident once he got discharged. Madam Pomfrey shook her head with a palm on her face.
Iis Nott okay? Matthew couldnt help but ask slowly.
He will be okay. Its just I wont let him out of his bed till the next week! Madam Pomfrey replied with a hint of anger in her tone.
Even though it feels like Madam Pomfrey is mad, you can feel her compassion with how she takes care of Theodore Nott and how she replies to the students.
Now off you go, hurry! The patients need to rest. Madam Pomfrey ushered the students to the exit.
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