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Chapter 126 Dead Students 【Seeking Monthly Ticket for Flowers】

"Dead?"

Hearing this news, the entire classroom instantly boiled.

Snape, on the other hand, waved his hand and walked quickly towards the door of the classroom, while instructing everyone:

"Everyone stay where they are, and continue to brew your potions. Amber, you are here to maintain order.

There was a rare trace of anxiety in Snape's voice.

The death of a student for no reason was unacceptable to him, the dean.

Seeing Snape's black robe tumbling and disappearing at the door of the classroom, the entire classroom instantly became chaotic.

The depressing atmosphere created by Snape before and the sudden incident that just happened made everyone not want to study.

At this time, everyone was whispering and talking loudly about their guesses.

"Definitely another Quirrell, I guess."

A second-year Slytherin laughed and talked gloomily about his guesses.

"Impossible, this happened last year, Professor Dumbledore won't make this mistake again.

The Gryffindor student next to him retorted subconsciously. The whole person could not help but fight a cold war.

What happened last year had such a great impact that it left an indelible impression on the minds of the students who had just entered the school.

So when this guess came out, the atmosphere of the classroom was instantly elevated to a level.

No one took care of the potion on the stove, and the topic gradually evolved from guessing what happened to whether to take a break from school and go home?

Listening to these people's increasingly outrageous guesses, Amber wrinkled his nose and continued to do his classwork slowly.

His potion had turned into a piece of transparent green amber, with smooth stirring. The impurities in the amber gradually evaporate.

Finally, Amber gently removed the flame and put it into a long-necked bottle.

While sticking the seal, Amber turned around and looked at the trio who were discussing something intensely.

"I said if you guys should take advantage of this time to finish the potion, Harry's pot is about to boil. 99

Hearing Amber's teasing words, the three of them were startled and looked at their cauldron subconsciously.

The smoking cauldron obscured Harry's vision. He exclaimed suddenly, and hurriedly made up for his potion.

With the help of Hermione, I was very nervous for a while, and finally managed to get a finished bottle.

And Harry's cry reminded the rest of the teachers. Everyone's attention returned to their potion.

Although the discussion was still lively and the atmosphere in the classroom was still boiling, fortunately, everyone knew that their gossip could not make up for the tragic end of Snape's punishment for failing to complete the potion.

Watching the atmosphere of the whole classroom gradually get on the right track. Amber nodded, then packed up his backpack and threw it to Drake next to him.

"Drak is in charge of Slytherin, Hermione is in charge of Gryffindor, put away the potions on the podium after class."

"Drak, when you're done, take my bag back to the lounge.

"What are you going to do?"

Watching Amber get up, Hermione asked subconsciously.

"Of course I'm helping you to see what's going on here.

Ignoring the scolding of everyone in the classroom, Amber got out with a smile and walked quickly down the corridor.

The location of the accident is easy to determine, because all the idlers in the entire castle are gathering there.

After walking around a corner, Amber finally saw where the incident took place.

What puzzled him was that at this time Lilith, also holding a wand, was standing in the middle of the crowd.

"what happened?"

Seeing Lilith's figure, Amber strode forward, grabbed Lilith's shoulder, and was relieved to see that her pupils were still clear holy blue.

He was afraid that if Lilith was stimulated again, the murderous personality would dominate again. At that time, he was afraid that things would get out of hand.

"I didn't do it, he just lay there by himself.

Lilith spread out her hands, her face innocent.

Slytherin's first year, there are no classes at this time.

And when Lilith was going to the library to do her homework, she passed through this corridor.

Then this tall, burly man jumped out, waving his wand, aggressively trying to report the humiliation of the previous night.

After hearing Lilith say this, Amber turned his attention to the corpse on the ground.

With a slight flick of his toes, the corpse turned over, revealing his face.

Seeing this familiar face, Amber suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the fifth grader who claimed to be participating in the National Fighting Championship the night before?

In the end, the one who made Lilith fight badly because of his inferior skills.

"I remember that this person seems to be in the fifth grade. What is Alan?"

"His name is Alan Bolton, Mr. Cadmus, and if I remember correctly, I should have asked you to keep your Potions class in order, not to have you here."39

Snape's gloomy voice sounded appropriately, and Amber didn't care about his headmaster's sinister sarcasm.

"How did he die?"

"I don't know, he wanted to put a spell on me, I avoided it, and then he died."

Lilith's words were full of innocence, Amber stared at his eyes tightly, and it took a long time to be sure that Lilith really didn't lie.

This also gave him a great sigh of relief.

He has long discovered that Lilith has never had a clear concept of right and wrong, and that human life is nothing but grass to him.

Even at night in that small town, if it wasn't for one's own emotions, I'm afraid there would really be Muggles sleeping to death in those rooms.

Since Lilith didn't do it now, things are much easier to handle.

Amber squatted down and stretched his hand over Ellen's face.

Allen had long since lost his breath, his eyes were round and there was still an unbelievably terrifying look on his face.

"Strange, how did he die? Why do I feel like this guy was scared to death?

After examining Alan's physical condition a little, Amber scratched his head in confusion.

Allen's body did not have any magic fluctuations, which proved that he was not killed by any magic spell.

However, there were no wounds around him, and there were no abnormal magic tides in the surrounding air.

It was as if he walked here from a distance and died suddenly in the next second.

"I'm also surprised that he was the one who attacked him, and I don't know why he died like this.

Lilith tapped her chin with her slender fingers, also looking strange.

"But when he died, I felt like a big guy passed behind him.

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