Hogwarts Outsider

Looking at the gift box in front of me, looking at the book that appeared before my eyes again.

Matthew laughed wantonly.

This was not because of any fear, but at this moment, he was really happy.

Even a little excited.

"Do you think I would be scared?" Facing the book in front of him, Matthew seemed to be muttering to himself: "Haha, I tell you, you can say that it is the best Christmas gift I have received. Up!"

While talking, he stood up.

He now found his dragon leather gloves in the cabinet, and then took out Theodor Knott's dragon leather protective suit.

After arming himself all over again, he returned to the gift box.

Matthew smiled and said, "Today is Christmas! What does this mean? It means that Professor Grindelwald will be at Hogwarts... Usually on holidays, the principal will go back to school!"

"...So guess what will happen if I give you to Professor Grindelwald?"

To be honest, Matthew is tired of doing this now, hiding with this book. Especially recently, after the unsatisfactory things happened one after another.

Now that there is such an opportunity today, he is completely interested in transferring this book to Gellert Grindelwald...Look at the most powerful wizard in Europe, how to deal with it!

If even the principal of Hogwarts can't solve it, then just do it!

...

Inside the dormitory, there seemed to be a breeze blowing.

The book was shaking slightly, as if trying to stop Matthew's behavior.

However, Matthew was unmoved. After putting on the dragon skin protective suit neatly, he put on his gloves.

Suddenly, the book in the gift box suddenly opened!

Matthew was also able to see the true face of this book for the first time...

The yellowed paper in the book is completely blank, with no words on it.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, two letters appeared on it:

"No!"

A crooked, mysterious-looking font, and a weird green color.

"You don't want it, don't you, don't I lose face?" Matthew said with some contempt.

Then, he stretched out his hand and started to grab the gift rope...but because of the dragon leather gloves, it was not very flexible and it was troublesome to grasp.

At this moment, another green line appeared on the blank paper:

"I have no harm to you!"

"Such words, go and talk to Professor Grindelwald!" Matthew has picked up the gift string, and then helped the gift box again: "I hope he can believe you!"

Matthew looked a little excited.

Because judging from the reaction of this book, it seems to be a little afraid of Grindelwald.

now it's right!

Matthew felt that it was necessary for him to find the respectable principal now.

...

With the gift box in his hand, Matthew came to the common room.

Agnes Lestrange happened to pass by here too, and she was about to go out.

Matthew's strange clothes quickly attracted her attention.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Lestrange asked with a weird look.

"Uh..." Matthew could only explain casually: "It's too cold... so I wear more..."

Obviously this is an unconvincing reason, at least Miss Lestrange did not believe it.

But then, her gaze shifted to the gift box in Matthew's hand.

"Who are you going to give gifts to?" She asked faintly, "For Granger?"

"This is a gift to Principal Grindelwald..." Matthew answered straightforwardly without lying.

"Bad excuse!" Miss Lestrange said coldly, and then she walked out of the common room without looking back.

"Obviously this is the truth!" Matthew couldn't help muttering.

Just when he was preparing to walk out of Shimen--

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong!

The gift box in his hand suddenly became lighter in an instant.

He shook quickly, without any sound... as if there was only one box left.

Matthew hurriedly came to the fireplace and pulled the gift rope again.

Sure enough, the Christmas gift box was empty at this moment.

"Damn!" Matthew murmured.

Then, angrily, he threw the gift box into the burning fireplace.

...

Undoubtedly, the plan to give the principal a gift fell through.

That mysterious book took the initiative to leave him again.

Where will it go? Is it back to the responsive house? Still went to other parts of the castle.

Just hope it is away from yourself, the farther away the better!

Matthew returned to the bedroom and took off his thick dragon skin protective suit and dragon skin gloves.

What to do next... Continue to go to Principal Grindelwald?

Without real objects, he may not be able to believe in himself.

Even if he believed in himself, maybe he would think he was possessed just like Slughorn had said before, and then kill himself directly?

Matthew finally walked out of the Slytherin common room with some thoughts, of course this time, he was going to the auditorium for breakfast.

...

However, when he passed the potions classroom, a sturdy figure came towards him and almost collided with Matthew.

"Sorry, Mr. Pringle!" Matthew quickly apologized to the castle administrator.

"Wakefield?" Mr. Pringle, who was a big man, looked up and down Matthew.

"Yes, sir!" Matthew nodded.

"I'm looking for you!" Mr. Pringle turned his head and strode to Matthew's side.

At the same time he took out something from his pocket: "This should be yours, right? I found it at the top of the stairs on the second floor. The cover says your name, age, and college."

Matthew remembers Mr. Pringle’s office next to the stairs on the second floor.

And now, he could only vaguely see that Mr. Pringle was holding a book.

Then ~www.ltnovel.com~ Before Matthew could react, Mr. Pringle had already used the book and slapped him on the head a few times.

"Don't leave things behind!" Pringle said viciously.

At the same time, he put the book in the pocket of Matthew's robes; then, Mr. Pringle went away.

...

Matthew Wickfield was already sluggish there.

His body trembled slightly.

He lowered his head and looked into his pocket.

That's right... I didn't read it wrong just now...

It was the mysterious book again. After just a few minutes, it returned to his side again and into his pocket.

And just ten seconds ago, it had a close contact with its own forehead.

"Merlin's beard!" he yelled softly.