## Chapter 260: Entrail-Expelling Curse
Wade paused for a moment, then walked in, enduring the gazes of the elder Malfoy and Crabbe.
"Wade?"
Dumbledore came over. "I trust you have what I asked for?"
"Yes," Wade replied.
His words diverted Crabbe's attention, while Narcissa Malfoy kept a hand on Draco's back, silently comforting him.
But Wade could feel Lucius Malfoy's icy stare fixed on him.
Like a cold, slimy water snake.
"Dumbledore…"
Malfoy said coldly, "Why invite outsiders in? I wasn't aware Wade Gray was also involved."
"You've arrived at a most opportune time," Dumbledore said. "Just today, Wade has launched a new invention of his—"
At his words, everyone but Snape looked at the boy.
"—he's improved the Two-Way Mirror technology and created an Alchemy product that can record images. What do they call it again?… Oh, right, a Magic Television."
Dumbledore acted as if he had just remembered, nodding to himself, then looked at the two families.
Draco's face slowly turned pale.
Dumbledore said, "Young Mr. Malfoy is very resistant to having Prior Incantato cast on his Wand… Of course, I am merely a headmaster and have no authority to enforce the law."
"Although the Ministry of Magic Minister should be in the Great Hall at this very moment, you have also refused a fair arbitration by Ministry of Magic officials or Aurors. In that case, we can use the images recorded by the Streaming Mirror to see what truly happened."
"What are your thoughts?" he asked, very good-naturedly handing the decision-making power to the parents.
Malfoy's eyes flickered.
He hadn't received an invitation to the Hogwarts Challenge and hadn't heard any rumors about a "Streaming Mirror," so he didn't know if Dumbledore's claimed invention was real.
But since the inventor was Wade Gray… the likelihood of it being true was indeed high.
Even if such an invention truly existed… how likely was it that it would have precisely recorded the conflict involving Draco's group?
If he insisted on not showing it, it would undoubtedly prove he had something to hide; but if it truly was recorded…
Without evidence, he could still deny it, claiming it was Dumbledore's scheme to divide them, or that other students were secretly behind it, pulling strings. If there was real evidence, the Malfoy family would have to pay a hefty price.
Malfoy weighed his options, not turning to look at his wife and son.
Narcissa had always doted on Draco, and he knew his own son best. The moment he saw Draco upon arriving at school, Malfoy knew the boy must have caused a huge mess.
Before he could make a decision, he heard Crabbe say in a hoarse voice,
"Troublesome, Dumbledore… I also want to know who did this to my Vincent."
Malfoy looked at Crabbe. The man who used to be his follower now had a gloomy expression, avoiding his gaze, with no intention of exchanging thoughts.
Malfoy's heart sank.
"Of course, as the victim's father, your opinion must be respected in handling this matter."
Dumbledore turned to Wade, saying in a steady tone, "Thank you for your trouble, Wade."
Wade stepped forward, enlarging a sub-mirror to the size of a full-length mirror. Then he took out the master mirror, touched his Wand to its surface, and softly chanted a Spell. The images on the mirror rapidly rewound.
The others all watched the sub-mirror. After a dizzying flash of images, several familiar figures suddenly appeared, then played at normal speed.
Wade put down his Wand, tucked the master mirror into his pocket, and stood to the side.
Suddenly, Professor Snape looked over, his eyes subtly shifting, signaling Wade to leave the master mirror and quietly exit.
Wade pretended not to see, hands in his pockets, and silently shuffled further to the side, minimizing his presence.
The Slytherin Head, dressed in all black, had a terrifyingly cold expression, but Wade never met his gaze again.
Wade was also curious how this all happened… and how it would ultimately be resolved.
The Magic Golem bird that filmed this scene was a bit far away. Through the sub-mirror, the rustling of leaves in the wind, the flapping of the bird's wings, and faint shouts and screams from a distance could be heard, but what the group of Young Wizards were saying was unclear.
Actually, there were Spells that could amplify specific sounds, but at this moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten about it, merely frowning as they watched the mirror.
A group of six seemed to have just escaped a monster's pursuit, running in a panic. Daphne suddenly stumbled, and the others stopped to help her up, then collectively caught their breath and rested.
They all looked disheveled, and the atmosphere among them was tense.
Not long after resting, Vincent Crabbe started arguing with Draco, which escalated into pushing, then a full-blown fight.
Though Draco usually acted arrogant, he was slender and frail, far inferior to Vincent in physique.
The tall and strong Vincent could pin Draco down with just his weight. He gritted his teeth and landed several vicious punches.
The others pulled them apart. Zabini and the others seemed to be blaming Vincent, but Vincent suddenly roared at them a few times, and Zabini and the others let go with ugly expressions.
Daphne and Pansy tried to intervene again, but boys fighting don't hold back. Vincent wasn't careful and elbowed Daphne in the face. The girl immediately fell, her face covered in blood.
A House-elf suddenly appeared like a ghost, seemingly oblivious to the fighting pair, and simply escorted Daphne away, her nose bleeding.
Pansy was also knocked down, but she immediately jumped up and shoved Vincent, cursing at him with a fierce expression.
The girl wasn't bad-looking, but when her expression turned ferocious, she truly looked like a wolf, momentarily stunning Crabbe.
Just then, Draco, who hadn't yet gotten up from the ground, suddenly looked up, pulled out his Wand, and yelled. A black beam of light struck Vincent.
Vincent's movements and fury seemed to freeze instantly. He stood stiffly for a moment, his expression twisted and pained, then collapsed without warning.
Where he lay, a large, unidentifiable mass that should have been censored suddenly appeared, and blood spread across the floor.
Pansy immediately screamed, and the others were also stunned, completely losing their ability to react.
Compared to them, Draco's reaction was even more panicked. He instantly dropped his Wand and shrank back in fear.
"Enough!"
The elder Malfoy suddenly stood up, pointed his Wand, and the image from the Two-Way Mirror vanished.
Dumbledore sighed deeply, looking at Draco with an unreadable expression.
"Entrail-Expelling Curse..."
He said slowly, "I don't recall the school teaching you that Spell."
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