Hogwarts Outsider

“Not bad! Not bad!” Morgana exclaimed, her eyes filled with excitement as she gazed at the bright red stone.

“The Philosopher’s Stone… It’s the Philosopher’s Stone… It’s really the Philosopher’s Stone…” Her voice trembled, unable to contain her exhilaration.

Matthew even felt she might break into dance right then and there.

Morgana raised the Philosopher’s Stone in her hand, pointing it towards the window, aligning it with the moon outside.

Bathed in moonlight, the vibrant red stone appeared exceptionally radiant and beautiful.

“Finding it was so easy…” Morgana spoke in a fascinated tone. “It was so simple… so effortless… I searched every secret room in Hogwarts and explored every nook and cranny of the castle. Every hidden passage, I scoured the most secluded places…”

“I always believed that the Philosopher’s Stone would be heavily guarded, surrounded by strong defenses… but I never expected it to be within such easy reach…”

“It’s so beautiful, isn’t it…” Morgana seemed to be addressing Matthew yet also muttering to herself. “There couldn’t possibly be anything more beautiful in this world… so enchanting… so magnificent… My dear Philosopher’s Stone…”

Morgana’s demeanor bore no resemblance to the most formidable Dark Witch in British magical history…

To Matthew, she seemed more like a lunatic—or, more accurately, like an “addict.”

“How utterly tedious!” Matthew couldn’t help but sneer.

…

“Wickfield,” Morgana reluctantly tore her gaze away from the Philosopher’s Stone.

She looked at Matthew and said, “I’m grateful you guided me to the Sorcerer’s Stone. Although, even without you, I would have eventually found it at Hogwarts…”

“But I’m sorry, I must break my previous promise now. I’m going to kill you…” She smiled, her voice dripping with temptation. “After all, you know too much. There’s no reason for you to continue living in this world…”

As she spoke, Morgana raised her wand, aiming it at Matthew.

“Poor little guy, you may be quite clever…” She whispered, “But it’s impossible to trap me in a contract without any consequences… You’re just a child, after all. You can never comprehend what the adult world truly entails…”

Surprisingly, Matthew’s expression didn’t display surprise at her words.

“In that case, may I say a few last words, dear Ms. Morgana?” He spoke calmly.

“Of course, you can. Consider it your reward for assisting me in obtaining the Philosopher’s Stone.” Morgana nodded with an air of anger. She winked at Matthew, saying, “I can even grant you any wish… including experiencing an unprecedented dream you’ve never encountered before…”

“Ahem…” Matthew cleared his throat softly before averting his gaze. “Apologies, allow me to say a few last words…”

Morgana once again lowered her head, her gaze greedily fixated on the magical stone in her hand.

“Alright, I’m listening attentively!”

…

“Don’t you find it peculiar?” Matthew asked in a hushed tone.

“Peculiar?” Morgana furrowed her brow slightly.

“Yes, honestly, I’ve always found it strange.” A smile formed on the corner of Matthew’s lips. “Why did Hogwarts hire a Vampire teacher this year?”

Morgana snorted dismissively. “I’m not interested in pondering the thoughts of that little Grindelwald!”

To be fair, considering Morgana’s age, referring to Gellert Grindelwald as a “little” individual wasn’t entirely inaccurate.

“Then allow me to explain it straightforwardly…” Matthew shrugged

and continued, “The saliva of a succubus has a potent and stimulating effect. For ordinary men, even a small amount of succubus saliva can sap their vitality for an extended period…”

“…and for half-blood Succubi like yourself, their saliva also holds a certain degree of potency. Particularly when a man’s blood becomes tainted with their saliva, the effect is amplified manifold…”

As a half-blood Succubus, Morgana was well aware of this. She didn’t even bother looking up as she coldly asked, “Are you finished?”

“Apologies, please bear with me for a moment,” Matthew hurriedly responded. “Furthermore, for immature boys under the age of twelve or thirteen, succubus saliva can be fatal… as it stirs up their most primal desires without any outlet for release…”

“It causes them excruciating torment, gradually weakening their bodies until they meet their demise… Just like what happened to Ronald Weasley and Justin Finch-Fletchley initially.”

Of course, Morgana knew this all too well; otherwise, she wouldn’t have launched such an attack. She seemed a touch impatient as she retorted, “Anything else?”

“Indeed, please be patient,” Matthew replied helplessly. “This saliva isn’t poisonous, rendering all antidotes ineffective… The only way to save someone is by having most of the blood on their body drained in some manner…”

“This significantly reduces the stimulating effect, and with frequent blood replenishment, the ‘victim’ gradually recovers…” Matthew explained.

This time, Morgana’s expression finally changed slightly.

She took a deep breath. “It’s merely… a coincidence!”

Yet, her tone lacked the same conviction as before.

“Perhaps!” Matthew shrugged, neither confirming nor denying. “But in my view, after being imprisoned by Merlin for thousands of years and deprived of freedom for such an extended period, your ability to judge has deviated slightly…”

“What did you say!” Morgana’s fury became evident.

“Don’t be so quick to anger!” Matthew quickly “comforted” her. “Don’t you think that since you arrived at Hogwarts, everything you’ve experienced has gone far too smoothly?”

“What do you mean?” Morgana lowered her wand, her voice icy.

“Then let me rephrase the question, Ms. Morgana,” Matthew continued. “Do you truly believe you know our Headmaster, Gellert Grindelwald, inside and out?”

Morgana fell silent.

“Our Headmaster, Gellert Grindelwald, takes the most pride in his role as a Seer!”

This time, Morgana’s face abruptly changed.

“So, Ms. Morgana,” a triumphant smile graced Matthew’s face, “Since you set foot into Hogwarts, you’ve been ensnared in a trap… Everything may seem to be going well, but unbeknownst to you, you’re actually the one trapped within!”