From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 147 The Curse of Abandonment

Riddle's broom suddenly trembled violently, spinning and rising, trying to throw him into the air!

At this critical moment, Riddle's expression was panicked for only a moment, and then he suddenly showed great courage and jumped down from ten feet in the air before the broom reached the sky.

Before Xiven or even Professor Prenton could react at all, he had already landed on the lawn with his feet on the ground and frowned in pain.

"How are you feeling?" Professor Prenton hurriedly came to Riddle to check his physical condition.

Xiwen immediately took out his wand and chanted the flying spell on the out-of-control broom.

The broom flew toward Xiwen, but it spontaneously ignited during the flight and turned into powder in an instant, scattering in the autumn wind.

Some powder fell next to Professor Prenton. He looked up and saw the broom burning spontaneously in the air, and his face was a little ugly.

"I suggest you go to the school hospital to check the bones and joints of your knees and ankles." The professor simply used a healing spell on Riddle's legs, and then looked at the frightened little wizards and said. "Which of you is willing to take Riddle to the school hospital?"

"Professor, let me do it." Xiwen descended and landed in front of Professor Prenton.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I'll handle some remaining things here and I'll be there in a moment." The professor nodded and said to Xiwen.

Xiven said hello to Abu and the others, then helped Riddle up and walked toward the castle.

Along the way, Riddle didn't say a word, and his expression was indifferent, as if he had never encountered this incident at all.

"Do you know who tampered with your broom?" Xiven suddenly broke the silence and asked Riddle.

"Who else could it be?" Riddle, who had been silent all this time, asked indifferently.

"Lestrange and Avery?" Sivan frowned. "Where did they learn such a vicious curse?"

"Rozier, you are from the same background as them. Do you really not understand how they did this?" Riddle asked softly.

Sivan silently thought about Lestrange and Avery's poor magic skills, and couldn't imagine that they could learn such an advanced poison spell for brooms in a short time.

Then probably only foreign objects can be used.

"Is there a triggering poison spell that can be carried?" Xiwen asked. ъ

"Probably." Riddle shook his head noncommittally and said calmly. "They have calmed down a bit since you visited our dormitory. But this morning I saw that they received many packages in the auditorium. There must be a lot of things aimed at me."

Xiwen's frown deepened.

He vaguely guessed that it might be because of his help to Riddle that Lestrange and Avery became more unconvinced and rebellious, so they adopted more extreme methods.

"Do you need me to talk to them?" Xiwen sighed and asked softly.

"No, I'll handle it myself." Riddle replied.

Afterwards, silence fell between the two of them again, and they walked to the school hospital in silence.

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After Mrs. Dallaire had treated Riddle's slightly displaced bones, Professor Prenton also rushed over, along with Principal Dippet and a young Slytherin wizard-Dick. Lestrange, his face is now extremely pale.

"Mr. Riddle, the problem with your broom is caused by a poisonous curse that appeared more than ten years ago." Professor Prenton immediately explained to Riddle after arriving at the school hospital.

"The name of this poisonous spell is the Hurling Hex. It will cause the broom to lose control and throw the wizard down like garbage; after throwing the wizard off, it will enter a self-igniting state to facilitate the elimination of the poisonous spell. evidence of."

"However, this kind of poison curse has been around for more than ten years. It is a very common way to assassinate Quidditch players. Players with a little experience know how to use it. They only need to paste the note with the poison curse. On a broomstick, it takes effect when someone starts flying."

"And this Mr. Lestrange deliberately changed places with Mr. Riddle after lining up. This behavior was so obvious that it was easy to guess that he had tampered with the broom."

Professor Prenton pointed at Lestrange and said to Riddle.

Lestrange's rough face turned as white as the ashes in the Slytherin lounge, and he stammered: "I... I just wanted to make a joke..."

"Mr. Lestrange, have you ever thought that your so-called joke may threaten the life of another classmate!" Principal Dippet said sternly.

"I, I was deceived by them..." Lestrange struggled helplessly and said. "The boss of Knockturn Alley said he wouldn't leave any evidence..."

‘So you did it yourself? ’ Sivan looked at Lestrange speechlessly, feeling that his mind was not working very well.

Originally there was indeed no definite evidence, but after his explanation, the evidence immediately appeared!

"I will notify your parents to come to Hogwarts to discuss your punishment." Principal Dippet took a deep breath, calmed down his anger, and said to Lestrange.

Seeing Lestrange admitting his mistake immediately, Professor Prenton shook his head rather boredly.

Then he turned to Riddle and praised him: "Your reaction was very timely. Jumping off the broom before it reached a high altitude can indeed reduce the harm of this poisonous spell."

"I should thank you for your help, Professor." Riddle said politely.

"It's okay, this is what I should do as a professor!" Professor Prenton patted his chest and said to him with a smile.

Because there were still things to deal with, Principal Dippet and Professor Prenton left the school hospital together after asking Riddle to recover from his injuries. At the same time, the two also took Lestrange away, not knowing what punishment he would face.

Sivan glanced at the trembling Lestrange, and was suddenly attracted by the wristband on his wrist.

The delicate wristband seemed to be engraved with some ancient runic circuits, and was obviously an alchemical product.

Before Lestrange left the gate of the school hospital, Sivan silently opened his all-seeing eyes and carefully observed the rune circuits on his wristband. From the perspective of the all-seeing eye, the magic power in the wristband shone with silver light, flowing in different lines.

'They are runes representing shield, repel and heavy blow...'

Xiven only had time to distinguish three types of runes before Lestrange walked out of the door of the school hospital, and then his figure was obscured by the wall.

Looking at Riddle lying on the hospital bed, Xiven said seriously:

"Riddle, I think you need to be more careful in the future."

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