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Their main and only way of obtaining information is through word of mouth.”

"so?"

“The pub is where information is most intensively exchanged.”

"What do you think?" Toby stopped and turned to ask Wino.

He smiled and said, "I agree."

Wino agreed, and Claysie, who already had a tendency to be a bootlicker, naturally would not object. Leon Misha stood firmly on Toby's side.

The five people's opinions are temporarily unified.

Toby walked to a stone house on the side of the road and asked the aunt who was washing dishes on the steps in front of the door for directions.

The aunt helped him show the way and enthusiastically asked if he needed a guide.

The town of Hogsmeade was not safe at the moment. Out of caution, Toby declined and went to the tavern in the center of the town with the other four.

However, as soon as they pushed open the wooden door of the tavern, the five people heard a familiar voice calling them: "Hey, why are you here just now?"

Looking towards the source of the sound, Rowling was sitting alone at a round table, holding a glass of unknown wine and waving her other hand left and right.

The five people were very surprised and ran to the table to sit down. Toby asked quickly: "Ms. Rowling, why are you here?

Are you alone? This town is dangerous! "

"Hehe..." She covered her mouth and chuckled, then explained, "I heard about the practical class from my grandfather, so I asked him to let me visit Hogsmeade.

As for safety, don’t worry.”

She raised her hand, revealing the silver bracelet on her wrist: "Grandpa said that as long as I don't take it off, no one can hurt me in Hogwarts."

Hearing her say this, Toby felt relieved and asked again, "How many days have you been in the town?"

"This is not important." She put the wine glass on the table, glanced at the five people, and said mysteriously, "I seem to have found out some information about the evil wizard."

Chapter 301 The Baby's Scream

Rowling muttered mysteriously, arousing their curiosity, but then refused to reveal more and picked up her glass to sip.

This was impossible for the five people who had serious expressions and leaned their heads forward.

What do you mean?

Who is responsible for killing but not burying?

The five people twisted around uncomfortably, but Rowling was not in a hurry. She smiled and said, "This is not a convenient place to talk. Come with me."

She stood up and went to the bar to pay the bill, then led them out of the pub, turning left and right on the streets shrouded in the night, and finally walked into a hotel.

Without stopping in the hall, the five people followed Rowling straight to a room on the second floor.

This is a single room with a bed, a wooden table on the balcony, and an attached bathroom to the right of the door.

They sat down at the wooden table on the balcony. Rowling drew the curtains before sitting down at the table.

"First of all, I want to make it clear that the information I have is all obtained by myself. It has nothing to do with Grandpa. I am telling you this out of justice, not to help you pass the test."

She spoke a series of words as if she was putting on armor, and Toby nodded to show that he understood, and then asked doubtfully: "In that case, why don't you just go and deal with them?

With it, the evil wizard should not be able to harm you.

Also, isn't this a practical class? What does it have to do with the assessment?"

"Uh..." Rowling opened her mouth and hesitated, glancing at everyone, "Didn't grandpa tell you?"

"What should the principal tell us?"

"I guess Grandpa forgot to tell me." She crossed her fingers and placed them on the table, organizing her words in her mind. "You also know that my novels never mentioned the content of practical courses."

"Yeah." Five people spoke at the same time, indicating that they understood.

Seeing this, Rowling continued, “So when I learned that you were going to start practical classes, I immediately returned to Hogwarts and asked Grandpa.

According to grandpa, the so-called practical courses are actually annual exams, um... just like the final exams you took when you were in school.

But there are some differences.”

She pulled out a few pieces of scrawled paper from her shoulder bag, saying, "After all, final exams aren't life-threatening."

Leon frowned and recalled for a moment, then objected vehemently: “No, the final exams are also life-threatening. I still can’t forget how tough my father’s belt is.”

Claysey's grades were also poor when he was in school, so he nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Okay." Rowling spread her hands without commenting, lowered her head and flipped through the papers, "Let's talk business first.

If you fail the practical class evaluation..."

Weino's eyes narrowed: "Will he be fired?"

"That's not the case. I will be held back."

"Ah?" The four adults looked stunned, as if they had never expected that after graduating for many years, they would still have the opportunity to experience "repeating a grade".

Of course, this is not a pleasant experience.

Finally, it was Toby who came to his senses first and asked the key question: "What are the criteria for evaluation?"

"This... Grandpa didn't tell me." She seemed to have found what she was looking for and pulled out a piece of paper from a stack of papers, "Anyway, please work hard, all the new students at Hogwarts.

Since you are the only ones in this class, I will have to rely on you for the upcoming magic school competition."

"Ms. Rowling, have you heard about this too?"

"My grandfather mentioned it to me when we were chatting. Oh, by the way."

She seemed to remember something important and raised her head: “Grandpa said that the magical world should have more contact with the outside world, so the competition will be held on Blue Star.

In addition to tens of thousands of live audiences, the entire event will be broadcast live. You will not only represent Hogwarts, the kingdom, but also Blue Star."

Hearing that the whole country and even the whole world would be paying attention to it, the five of them became nervous even though the competition was still some days away.

Rowling paid no attention to them, looking down at the paper: "According to my investigations these days, there are indeed evil wizards in Hogsmeade.

Oh, you don’t know what an evil wizard is yet, right?”

After waking up, the five of them shook their heads together.

"Evil mages are former students who were expelled from the magic academy for various reasons, and then became dissatisfied and practiced blood magic."

"What is blood magic?"

"I don't know, but it sounds like something very evil." Rowling responded, and then continued, "Because they were expelled, they usually hate the students of the magic academy very much, and will ambush and attack whenever they get the chance, so you must not show off your identity as a magician outside the academy.

Grandpa has organized several rounds of suppression, but they are secretive and don’t reveal their magic in their daily lives, so they are always difficult to eradicate.”

“Well, even if they are expelled students, the academy should have their identity information, right?

As long as all the colleges work together, there is no reason why we can't find them."

"If the magic schools had a good relationship with each other, it would be true as you said, but unfortunately, the opposite is true."

Leon and Clay seemed a little unable to understand Rowling's euphemistic answer, but Toby and Wino understood it easily.

They serve as officials of the kingdom, and in theory, all departments are loyal to the kingdom and should cooperate with each other, but in reality, intrigue is the norm, and even tripping up each other is not uncommon.

Misha seemed to remember something and remained silent with her head lowered.

Luo Lin clapped her hands, waking up the five people who were deep in thought: "You already know the general situation of the evil wizard. Next, I will tell you the intelligence I have investigated in the past few days.

Well... let's start with the recent strange events in this town."

She picked up the paper and her eyes fell on it: “About half a month ago, a town resident reported to the police that he often heard shrill wailing sounds in the middle of the night.

According to the report, it felt like the baby was making noises.”

A baby? Could it be that the evil wizard was practicing some cruel magic?

The five people were confused. They had never heard of magic being practiced with babies.

Or did the school seal the relevant content to prevent anyone from accidentally accessing it?

"After I learned this, I went to the place where the noise came from and hid there, but I didn't hear anything for three consecutive days, so I went to find the person who reported the case to verify it.

The man said he did hear it, but there were no tape recorders in those days, so he couldn’t prove it.”

After that, Rowling said with a puzzled look: "He also told me a detail. The sound was very close to him at the time. Strangely, while he was brave enough to look around nearby, he was surprised to find that the volume of the sound remained constant."

As she spoke, she used some technical terms, and the uneducated Claysi didn't understand for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Wino explained: "No matter where the person goes, the volume of the scream does not change at all."

"This is not normal!" Lyon emphasized the correct nonsense.

Toby ignored them and asked solemnly, "Ms. Rowling, do you have any speculation?"

“Like I said, I went to investigate and found nothing.

By the way, I went to the police station to ask, and they said there haven’t been any babies missing in this town recently, so you don’t need to consider going in this direction.”

Luo Lin folded the papers neatly and stuffed them back into her bag. "I'm leaving first. Remember to close the door for me when you leave."

Leon was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Enjoy the medieval nightlife." She flicked her hair, "and take photos to record the daily life of a real medieval town. I will post it on Twitter after I get out. My fans have been waiting for a long time."

After Rowling returned to Blue Star, she uploaded the photos of her college life to her Twitter account.

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and book fans were so excited that they even wanted to try to see if it was possible to drive a large truck across the river. Of course, they finally calmed down after Rowling's persuasion.

In order to appease the excited book fans, Rowling promised them before returning to school that she would shoot an ordinary town in the Hogwarts world as compensation.

After hearing this, the few people did not say much. After all, there was no need to worry about the other party's safety.

Rowling packed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and walked towards the door.

Misha, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly called her: "Ms. Rowling, I have a question."

Turning back, Rowling said cheerfully, "Glad to help our little lady."

"You said not to show off your identity as a magician outside, or you'll be attacked by evil wizards, but my teacher always rides a broom when he leaves the academy."

"Haha, little lady, because the evil wizard can't beat the teacher." After saying that, she left in her high heels.

The five of them looked at each other for a while, then finally understood.