Hogwarts, where the stars shine

The night was as cold as water, and the campus hospital was completely dark.

Mesa lay on her back in the hospital bed, unable to sleep.There was nothing to distract him, so the scene of meeting Steele Martin played over and over in his mind.

Doubts about Steele Martin were no longer there for a day or two, and Mesa wavered for a moment tonight.

But after arriving at the school hospital, Mesa's suspicion of him no longer wavered, but became firmer.

Steele Martin's performance was a bit overdone, he was too anxious, and his acting marks were a bit heavy.Saying that he was kind, saying that he regarded Slytherin students as his nephews, Mesa would not believe it under any circumstances.

It seemed that what Martin wanted was not the Slytherins, but something hidden in the common room.Maybe the Slytherin dungeons really are like shipwrecks, with treasures buried in them.

After a long, long time, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the silent school doctor's office.

Mesa turned to look and vaguely saw Lilia sitting up from the bed. It turned out that she was not asleep either.

It seemed that the calming potion prepared by Madam Pomfrey was a fake product. Neither Mesa nor Lilia fell asleep obediently.

As if feeling Mesa's gaze, Lilia also turned her head and whispered Mesa's name.

Mesa responded and sat up with pillows.Talking to Lilia was just enough to distract him from scrolling through the alcoholic face.

"What happened tonight should be caused by the same person who fell ill among the Quidditch players, right?" Lilia asked. Although it was a question, her words were extremely certain.

Mesa fluffed the pillow a little so that she could lean on it more comfortably.

Mesa said: "It should be the same person. Of course, the possibility of accomplices committing the crime is not ruled out. You also know how good Slytherin is at making enemies."

"That's because they are jealous of Slytherin's glory!" Lilia retorted to Mesa in a low voice like a kitten with exploded fur.

"Are you sure?" Mesa asked back, "Are you sure that Slytherin has any glory?"

Apart from its cherished pure blood, Slytherin House does not have much to boast about compared to the other three houses.

Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, there is no distinction between the four houses of the school.

You have the great Salazar Slytherin, wouldn't Godric Gryffindor be great?Gryffindor has a wand in one hand and a sword in the other, so he is perfect with both sword and wand!

Besides, aren't there Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff? They're the Big Four of Hogwarts, as if they don't exist.

What if Slytherin has Voldemort and Gryffindor doesn't have Albus Dumbledore?

In the millennium since Hogwarts was founded, which of the four major colleges has not produced a few talented people, and whose ancestors have not been rich!

Moreover, many pure-blood families are dying day by day, thanks to Voldemort.Some pure-blood heirs died in the war, while others were imprisoned in Azkaban and left no heirs.

The Lestranges, the Roziers, the Blacks, too many.

Voldemort, AKA the vanguard of anti-pure-blood supremacy, the annihilation of pure-blood families starts with me, Voldemort!

"We have money!" Lilia said hesitantly, her face turned red.

Mesa's rhetorical question touched Lilia's sore spot, causing the little girl to break through her defenses and actually mentioned wealth.

"In a world where great power belongs to oneself, isn't money just a series of numbers?" Mesa said with a smile, "The wizard's bank Gringotts is in the hands of goblins, but it is the wizard who controls the magical world. Have goblins ever defeated wizards? ?”

Goblin rebellions are common in the magical world, and were quite common in the 17th and 18th centuries. There are still goblin subversive groups opposing the rule of wizards to this day.

However, the goblins have been rebelling on and off for hundreds of years, but they have never succeeded. Every time they are ruthlessly suppressed by the wizards.

In the final analysis, goblins are not as powerful as wizards. Even if goblins can win a rebellion, they will not be in the oppressed situation they are in now.

This principle is also valid for wizards. As long as you have super personal strength, you will naturally win the respect of others.The stronger you are, the more people will respect you.

If someone is blind and doesn't respect you, then use your strength to teach him to respect you.

If he can't learn anything - does such a stupid person still need to live in this beautiful world?

As a person's strength and status improve, wealth will actively open its arms and embrace this person.

Wealth that is not guaranteed by strength is like a child holding gold to get through the bustling market, and it may attract death for oneself.

"I...I don't want to discuss the glory of Slytherin with you!" Lilia tried to get the conversation back on track.She continued: "Sooner or later, the Shafiq family will restore Slytherin to its supreme glory!"

Mesa raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he knew that Lilia had such great ambitions.It's just that these words sound very familiar, as if I've heard someone say it somewhere.

Is it our duty to restore the glory of Slytherin?

Lilia looked even more embarrassed after telling her ambitions and ambitions, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple.Unfortunately, it was dark and Mesa couldn't see her blush.

After a while, Lilia seemed to get rid of the trouble of blushing.She whispered like a mosquito: "Tell me, who is targeting Slytherin? What is his purpose in doing this?"

Mesa did have someone in mind. His suspicion of Steele Martin was unwavering, but he couldn't determine his motives.

While Mesa was stunned, Lilia continued to say: "Could it be that drunkard professor? He is the only newbie in Hogwarts, isn't he?"

Mesa looked at Lilia with some surprise, which was the same reason why he suspected Steele Martin in the first place.

Unreasonable, but somewhat reasonable suspicion.There was an unexpected situation at the school. The other teachers were all veterans, except for Steele Martin, a newcomer who didn't doubt who he suspected.

You can't doubt a group of freshmen who can't even hold a wand, right?

Not every freshman is as defiant as Mesa Black, and even Mesa can't make everyone fall asleep at the same time.It would be better to give Mesa a knife and let him cut from the boys' dormitory to the girls' dormitory.

"No, no." Lilia said to herself, "He has been staying with Professor Snape tonight. He should not have time to do bad things. If he did, Professor Snape would not be able to discover it."

Earlier, Snape had come to see Madam Pomfrey, and the two wanted to prepare some potions together.It was also at that time that Mesa knew why Snape and Martin appeared on the sixth floor of the castle at the same time.

The two professors spent tonight together in the principal's office. They accompanied a certain old man with a white beard to reminisce about the past, and were forced to recall their study life at Hogwarts.

As teachers get older, they always like to talk about their students' past, and it seems that the great Albus Dumbledore is not exempt from this habit.

"Have you ever thought that this is a magical world?" Mesa said, "No matter how incredible things are, it is possible to do it in the magical world."

Looking at the white sky outside the window, Mesa put down the pillow and said, "Okay, go to bed early. The truth will be revealed one day."

Lilia was lying on the hospital bed very obediently, but her dark eyes could not be closed no matter what.After a long silence, Lilia asked softly: "Mesa, you will help me, right?"

"Why didn't you come and help me?" Mesa said vaguely, feeling sleepy.