Chapter 138 Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (12,000 words)
Ron noticed Hermione who was trying to resist. He looked extremely anxious, fearing that Hermione would be suppressed by Pansy opposite.
Come on! Hermione!
Harry frowned. In his opinion, Pansy's strength was obviously abnormal.
According to common sense, second grade students are unlikely to have such magical abilities.
Of course, it may also be due to Pansy's family background, but Pansy, who had a conflict with Hermione this time last year, obviously did not have these two brushes.
Could it be...that he was taught by disguised as fucking Voldemort last year?
But there are some things that don’t make sense.
Even Voldemort is unlikely to turn decay into magic and teach such a waste to such enlightenment.
Harry's intuition told him that there must be some unknown trick here.
For a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed directly in his mind.
Maybe... it's Voldemort lurking in Hogwarts?
Harry lowered his head and thought like this, his mind gradually starting to shift towards this possibility.
However, he heard a burst of cheers from beside him.
"Well done! Hermione!" Ron shouted, clapping his hands.
Harry looked up and saw that Hermione had grabbed Pansy's wand in her other hand.
"How did you win?" Harry elbowed Ron.
Ron smiled and said: "Hermione raised her wand and disarmed Pansy, it was that simple..."
Harry raised his head in confusion. He looked at Hermione and then at Pansy, who looked unwilling.
What's going on?
He turned his head again and looked at Snape, only to find that Snape, who had already straightened his body, relaxed again.
Could it be that Tom taught Pansy this trick last semester?
He temporarily suppressed his doubts and planned to have a chat with Dumbledore about this matter.
For now, even if he is sure that Pansy is controlled by Tom, there is no reason to take action.
After all, he couldn't prove Tom's existence, so finding Dumbledore as the principal was the safest choice.
What's more, Pansy was defeated by Hermione, and no one believed her if she was mind-controlled by Tom.
"It's really scary." Hermione stepped off the duel stage with a proud look on her face, "I thought she was so powerful, but it turned out that she could only do this one move."
"Don't take it lightly, Hermione." Ron said with lingering fear: "I thought you were just about to be pinned to the ground by Pansy and unable to get up?"
"Oh, thank you Ronald." Hermione rolled her eyes: "I hope you can wish me well next time instead of always thinking about me being defeated."
"But it's good that the result is good, isn't it?" Seamus said with a smile on the side, "It's a pity that Professor Lockhart will never allow me to come on stage, otherwise I will definitely blow them all up to the sky."
"He'd better not let you on stage, otherwise Madam Pomfrey will be very busy." Neville muttered from the side.
Seamus was unwilling and patted Neville on the shoulder and said, "Neville, I don't mind you always burning cauldrons in Potions class."
Neville opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't refute.
Indeed, in Professor Snape's Potions class, Seamus always shared the most venom with him, but he never complained.
But here's the problem, Seamus always caused some small explosions in Charms class, and Neville never disliked him.
Maybe this is the bond between good buddies.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock that the duel club came to an end amidst the reluctance of the students.
Watching other people duel is really fun, it's as addictive as watching ancient Roman beasts fighting.
Since the first-year students haven't learned any spells for dueling, they just come here to act as spectators or cheerleaders.
The main force in the duel is students from fifth grade and above.
After returning to the dormitory, everyone was still discussing the duel just now and analyzing who was the top combatant in each grade.
As for the second graders, it was Harry who did his part - but Harry was not happy about it. After all, punching kindergarteners was not something to be proud of.
After the duel club came to an end, Harry quietly came to the secret map room.
"I'm glad you remember me, Harry."
Weiwei stood in the portrait, her brows furrowed, looking a little resentful.
Harry chose a straight shot to avoid Vivi's questioning.
"The goblins told me that Gareth had a deposit in the vault - I saw Gareth's ledger," he said.
Weiwei did not avoid the question as Harry thought, but folded her hands on her chest and said: "So you see, I am willing to do so much for you, but you are not willing to come to the map secret room to see me - even Can’t do it once a week”
"Isn't this tracing the whereabouts of the basilisk?" Harry lowered his shoulders, "I have been looking for traces of the basilisk recently, but I have found nothing."
"But it's not that nothing was gained," Harry added. "What's gratifying is that I found a rather suspicious person in the Duel Club today."
"Suspicious person?"
"Yes, suspicious person."
Harry recounted Pansy's performance in the Duel Club, and then said to Vivi: "As far as I know, Pansy Parkinson last year was still a little witch who couldn't even cast a few jinxes. It’s really surprising how much progress has been made in less than a year.”
"It cannot be concluded that she was controlled by Voldemort." Professor Rackham said from the side: "You have to know, after all, the Parkinson family is a pure-blood family, and it is always learned from a family with some connection."
"But as Harry said, this Parkinson's is indeed suspicious enough." Principal Fitzgerald said after thinking for a moment: "I am more inclined to a possibility: she was forced to do it deliberately due to the internal self-examination of Slytherin. She stood up and was easily defeated by Miss Granger. In this way, she was completely cleared of suspicion."
"Then why do you still need to show that method?" Harry asked puzzledly.
"Because the truth is mixed with lies, it is more convincing, Harry." Vivi said with a chuckle. She also agreed with Principal Fitzgerald's point of view, "Perhaps Slytherin's internal self-examination has found this Pa." Miss Jinson's head, which made her make such a real and fake play - maybe this is the suggestion of Voldemort. Based on the analysis of Voldemort you and I described, he does have this kind of... comparative mind Strange people.”
Do you have a strange mind?
Harry thought about it and realized that there was nothing wrong with what he said. After all, no normal person would make so many Horcruxes.
But then again, was it really the Merope version of Tom who did it?
In his impression, this young version of tomboy Tom seems to have more brains than the noseless Voldemort, and does not seem like someone who can do such a thing.
If it were that Tom, he would be more likely to lie dormant and cause trouble in the school instead of brazenly sending out the basilisk to carry out a brazen attack.
"So I suggest that you better talk to Dumbledore about this matter." Vivi finally concluded, "After all, as the principal, he still has some power - at least he can review a certain student - —And you, Harry, you are only a second-year student, you have no such power."
"I understand, Vivi." Harry agreed with Vivi's words.
He thought for a while and said to Weiwei: "I thought of two ways a few days ago..."
"What can we do?" Weiwei asked.
"The first way is to find the secret room first and eliminate the basilisk... I think the advantage of this is that it can quickly eliminate the threat in Hogwarts... but the disadvantages are also obvious. Voldemort discovered that the basilisk has been killed , will definitely continue to lie dormant, and no one knows what kind of destruction it is doing in the dark.”
"The second way is to lure the snake out of the hole, make Voldemort hiding in the dark believe that Dumbledore has left the campus, and lift martial law - but the disadvantage is that I am worried that Voldemort will use the basilisk to wreak havoc..."
Weiwei thought for a moment, raised her head and asked with a smile: "Then, why don't you combine these two plans?"
"Eh?" Harry was stunned for a moment, these two methods...can they be combined?
"I mean, you should control Slytherin more closely first," Weiwei said. "If you can find the basilisk quickly and kill it, you can catch up with Voldemort before he knows the news. Let him believe that Dumbledore has left the campus, and you can hide with the professors at the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets, waiting for the students controlled by Voldemort to come to the Chamber of Secrets..."
"This is indeed a good idea." Harry nodded hesitantly: "But the problem is that we don't know where the secret room is now - maybe it's just like Professor Binns said, the secret room is just a mythical legend."
"Professor Binns is just a ghost pretending to be confused -" Professor Rookwood suddenly commented sharply, his chubby face full of disdain for Professor Binns: "Look, that old guy knows everything. I know, but he just doesn’t want to say it—because he finds it too troublesome.”
"Really?" Harry asked doubtfully.
Professor Rookwood snorted and did not answer.
"Perhaps Professor Binns does not know about this matter. After all, he has no reason to hide it. That Voldemort is not a relative of his." Professor Rackham pondered for a moment and then said: "Then Harry, what are you talking about?" Have you heard about the secret room? ”
"It is said that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago." Harry replied.
"It is said?" Weiwei frowned, "I don't want to hear it, I want the exact answer - was the secret room opened fifty years ago?"
"I have read Professor Dumbledore's memories in the pensieve." Harry replied quickly: "Fifty years ago, when Armando Dippet was the headmaster, the Chamber of Secrets was opened. , the real culprit behind the scenes is Tom Riddle, It also led to the death of a student named Myrtle Elizabeth Warren. After that, he blamed Hagrid for the incident. The person who framed him for Warren's death was the one he raised in the school. The Acromantula ”
"I have to mention something." Professor Rookwood suddenly commented sharply: "Even if it wasn't the 'Elizabeth Warren' that Hagrid's Acromantula killed, his Acromantula is not what should be there. Creatures raised in the school - Oh my god, has Hogwarts become so wild that it even allows students to keep such terrifying creatures as Acromantulas in the school? ”
"What else can I say? Professor?" Harry replied helplessly.
"Well..." Vivi lowered her head and thought for a while, then asked Harry: "So, do you know where the death of Elizabeth Warren was found?"
"I don't know." Harry said, spreading his hands: "This has not been mentioned, but even if it is known, it is of no use, right? Maybe Tom moved Myrtle's body."
"I think you should ask Dumbledore." Principal Fitzgerald said: "After all, he was also a party who experienced this incident. If he didn't know, it would be even more difficult to find the secret room. Floor - Unless you can use the Resurrection Stone to find Myrtle's soul, this is the only way."
"Resurrection Stone..." Weiwei said softly.
"Huh?" Harry scratched his head. He suddenly remembered that Myrtle was indeed dead, but wasn't her ghost still in Hogwarts?
He showed an expression of joy. Seeing his expression, Weiwei asked: "What? It looks like you have figured out a way?"
"Myrtle is actually still alive... No, she is indeed dead, but she is still in Hogwarts!" Harry said quickly: "I heard them say that after Myrtle died, she Returning to the world in the form of a ghost, he began to stalk Olive Humbey, who had laughed at him before - Olive finally found the Ministry of Magic to restrain Myrtle's behavior, so she had to stay at Hogwarts."< br>
Weiwei's expression suddenly became dangerous.
"Harry." She lowered her eyelashes, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
"I just remembered..." Harry scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. To be honest, he had really forgotten that Myrtle was now a ghost.
Weiwei snorted and didn't say anything further, but her intention was clearly - I want you to look good when I go out.
"If that's the case, then go ask the person involved in this matter." Weiwei glanced at him and said, "I believe that she will definitely remember the place where she died, and in that place, there is a high probability that The entrance and exit of the secret room”
"I'll ask right away!" Harry said quickly.
After Harry left, Professor Rookwood said helplessly: "It seems that your little boyfriend is still as simple-minded as ever."
"It's enough for him to have me." Weiwei said softly, looking at the tightly closed door.
"But this is not a good thing," Professor Rackham said, "It will make him more and more dependent on you and inseparable from your wisdom..."
Weiwei said in a brisk tone: "This is exactly what I want."
……
When Harry came out of the Map Chamber, he did not go to Moaning Myrtle immediately, but went to Dumbledore's principal's office first.
This time when he walked in front of the gargoyle, the stone monster jumped to the side.
"Why didn't you ask me for the password this time?" Harry asked.
"Professor Dumbledore has given special permission. You don't need to ask for a password when you see Harry Potter in the future." The gargoyle answered honestly.
Harry reached out and patted its head, then walked up the spiral staircase to the Headmaster's Office.
This stone monster...is very progressive.
Harry came late today, and the portrait in the headmaster's office, the phoenix and even the sorting hat all fell into a deep sleep.
Harry walked to the edge of the principal's desk and sat down. He was thinking about how to inform Professor Dumbledore that he had arrived in the principal's office.
When he came to his senses, Professor Dumbledore was already sitting opposite him.
"It's hard to imagine that the biggest hobby of a little wizard like you is not sleep." Dumbledore yawned, still wearing the robe decorated with stars and moons.
"I also want to sleep, but there are more important things." Harry folded his hands on the table and said to Dumbledore: "You should know that Professor Lockhart held a duel club in the auditorium tonight, right? ”
"I know about this." Professor Dumbledore nodded: "You are probably talking about Miss Parkinson, right? Severus has already told me about this."
"Has he already said it?" Harry asked, somewhat surprised.
"Yes," Professor Dumbledore nodded: "This morning, Severus conducted a thorough investigation of dark magic items in Slytherin House, and focused on testing several students around Mr. Malfoy, and He is close to the pure-blood students.”
"So... Pansy Parkinson is also listed as one of the suspects?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Professor Dumbledore said casually, asking someone to add a cup of tea to Harry, "but Severus was only suspicious and did not confirm who was the person carrying the dark magic items... even if it was... Miss Parkinson, he was just suspicious, not completely confirmed.”
"The professors in the Map Chamber thought that maybe Voldemort was being smart, so he wanted Parkinson to deliberately expose part of his strength." Harry began to tell Dumbledore the professors' analysis: "Then let Pansy show up in front of everyone. Being defeated by Hermione created an illusion."
"It's very possible." Professor Dumbledore nodded and said: "It may be possible, but we cannot invade Miss Parkinson's privacy just because of a speculation."
Harry did agree with this view. After all, Hogwarts is a school, not a gang base.
"So I talked with the professors about the Chamber of Secrets again," Harry said after pondering for a while: "The professors all agreed that the place where Myrtle died may be the entrance and exit of the Chamber of Secrets."
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't believe this statement.
"If so, why hasn't it been discovered for so many years?" Professor Dumbledore smiled, and then said: "You know, the place where Myrtle died was the girls' bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts... ...There are many people coming in and out of the bathroom on this floor all year round. Why didn’t they find such a secret room entrance? ”
"Professor Rookwood has speculated," Harry said: "Maybe Tom Riddle moved Myrtle's body, creating such an illusion... So he suggested that I ask Myrtle, ask her Do you still remember where you died?”
"I think you can give it a try." Professor Dumbledore said noncommittally: "What might you gain?"
"If you can really find the Chamber of Secrets and find the basilisk," Dumbledore said again, "I hope you will come back as soon as possible and never put yourself in danger. It is best to let the professors solve this problem."
"No need to make a big show of it, Professor." Harry said: "After discussing with the professors in the map chamber, I made a decision..."
"What decision?" Professor Dumbledore asked curiously.
"That's it..." Harry organized his words and said: "After killing the basilisk, don't reveal this matter - at least let Voldemort's soul not know about it. After blocking the news, we can make An illusion - for example, you, Mr. Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, had to leave the school due to certain things, and revoked martial law in the school, attracting Voldemort's soul to the Chamber of Secrets."
"And I and the professors will ambush at the door of the secret room. When he comes here, it will be his death." Harry finally knocked on the table and said firmly.
"Not a bad idea." Professor Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction and asked: "Then in what name do you think it is necessary to create the illusion that I have to leave school?"
"Fire the Headmaster?" Harry asked tentatively.
Dumbledore shook his head and said with a smile: "Only the school board has such power to fire the principal..."
"School Board?" Harry was stunned.
"Yes, the school board." Professor Dumbledore said helplessly: "I am not familiar with anyone on the school board. It is impossible to force them to do something they don't want to do."
"I have a way." Harry punched his fist, "But if Professor, you really agree with this suggestion, I will find a way."
"Oh?" Professor Dumbledore became interested: "What can I do?"
"I will find a way." Harry didn't want to say more.
Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and acknowledged Harry's words: "Well, if you can do it, I will gladly accept my resignation order."
"Then the good news that you are waiting for me, Professor," Harry said to Professor Dumbledore, "is that your resignation order is the signal of our agreement... By the way, there is one more important thing."
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"What happened?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"That's it..." Harry scratched his head, "Do you know where Moaning Myrtle is? It's the ghost. I want to ask her about the Chamber of Secrets."
"Oh, she is in the girls' bathroom on the second floor." Professor Dumbledore said without any secret: "If you go now, you can probably find her."
"Okay, Professor." Harry nodded.
After leaving the principal's office, Harry made his way to the girls' bathroom on the second floor.
When he reached the door, Harry suddenly hesitated.
He felt... wasn't it a little bad to enter the women's restroom like this?
What if there is someone inside?
"Revilio!"
The spherical detection spell spread out, but no one was detected in the bathroom.
He reached in carefully, raised his wand and cast a lighting charm.
"Myrtle?" Harry asked tentatively, "Where are you?"
And there was no response.
He searched all over the girls' bathroom, but couldn't find Myrtle.
Where did it go?
He muttered to himself and waited outside the girls' bathroom for a while, but did not see Myrtle.
Helpless, he could only go back to the dormitory, planning to come here again tomorrow to look for Myrtle.
On the way back, Harry was still a little depressed.
You said that you are a ghost, not staying in your bathroom, why are you running around with nothing to do?
The next day, Harry came once in the morning, afternoon, and evening, but still couldn't find Myrtle.
On Monday, Hermione saw that he was a little distracted, so she sat next to him and asked: "Harry, what's wrong with you? I see that you are a little absent-minded?"
"I was thinking about something." Harry looked up and looked around. Seeing that Seamus and Ron were not there, he said to Hermione in a low voice and quickly: "I want to find Moaning Myrtle, but she often I stayed at the place where she appeared for a long time, but I couldn’t find her... Do you know where she is?”
Hermione listened and looked at Harry with a complicated expression.
It made Harry feel a little numb.
Damn it, I was so busy asking Myrtle that I forgot that she was in the girls' bathroom on the second floor.
"Harry, I hope you didn't go to the girls' bathroom." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "But Myrtle...she always seems to be elusive, and she's not necessarily in the bathroom on the second floor." "Myrtle. ?”
Cedric heard Hermione's voice as he was passing by.
"Are you talking about Moaning Myrtle?" He smiled shyly: "I saw her last night, peeking at me taking a bath in the prefect's bathroom... Oh my God, how could there be such a ghost? ?”
Harry:...
He really didn't expect that a female ghost would peek at a male classmate taking a bath...
"Then do you know where she is now?" Harry asked curiously.
"Yesterday, it seems that some girls from Ravenclaw offended some girls from Ravenclaw, and they pushed the toilet - they probably flushed them into the Black Lake." Cedric spread his hands and said, "You are only in the second year, so you don't know about this. Not surprising, but I still think those people went too far - there was no need to do this to Myrtle."
"Yes, didn't I just peek at you taking a shower?" Hermione rolled her eyes and said.
"So, do you have anything to do with her?" Cedric asked instead as if he didn't hear Hermione's sarcasm.
"It's nothing, just a chat about ghosts." Harry said half-seriously: "Don't forget what happened tonight -"
He winked at Cedric.
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"I understand, let's meet at the same time." Cedric nodded and said: "Ah, if I see Myrtle, I will ask her to wait for you on the second floor for the next two days..."
At this point, Cedric suddenly leaned down and said softly to Harry: "I hope you don't let the Weasley clones know that you went to the girls' bathroom on the second floor, otherwise they will definitely make fun of you. Damn you.”
"I think so too!" Harry nodded in agreement.
"I'm going to help you take a look now."
Hermione said as she was about to go up, but was stopped by Cedric.
"Don't waste your efforts, Hermione." Cedric said: "As I said just now, Myrtle has been washed into the Black Lake..."
"Can ghosts be flushed down the toilet?" Hermione asked in shock.
"Of course." Cedric spread his hands and said, "Ghosts are very magical."
After finally staying up until the evening, during dinner, Hermione went to the bathroom on the second floor and found no trace of Myrtle.
Since Myrtle could not be found for the time being, Harry could only shelve the matter for the time being - but he also told Cedric not to tell anyone about this matter.
If the news that he was looking for Myrtle reached Voldemort's ears, Xiaotang would probably have to shrink his head like a tortoise based on his character.
"Are we going to the Forbidden Forest tonight?" Ron said very excitedly: "Oh my god, I haven't been to the Forbidden Forest at night yet - this time, I can proudly say to Fred and George, look Well, I went to the Forbidden Forest during the school’s curfew, are you okay?”
"Of course we can, little Ronnie." The twin voices sounded from behind, "Do you have any misunderstandings about your big brothers?"
Ron turned around awkwardly and saw his two twin brothers looking at him with leisurely expressions.
"But little baby Ronnie is now a powerful wizard who can defeat the fourth-year seniors." The Geminis said to each other: "What kind of magic spells has he secretly learned? Is he a Gryffindor?" The Lion King taught you many fighting skills in private?”
"What, you want to learn too?" Harry suddenly appeared behind them.
"Of course we want to learn." The twins said in unison.
"Then we will decide whether to admit you to the duel hut after the vote." Harry patted them on the shoulders and said, "I will deal with your matters urgently tonight."
"Yeah!" The twins clapped their hands together and reached out to give Harry a piece of candy.
"Fat Tongue Toffee," said Fred.
George then continued: "A candy that lives up to its name and can make people's tongue suddenly swell..."
"I know, thank you." Harry put the candy away: "It's a very good invention. I think you should actually work more on this aspect. After so many years, Zuko's Joke Shop still has the same few products. , the little wizards in the Muggle world may find it novel, but the little wizards who grew up in the wizarding world must be tired of these old gadgets..."
"It makes sense." The twins' eyes were bright, "I think I should follow your advice, Harry the Lion."
Harry made an OK gesture.
"Then we wish you success - tonight our duel hut will vote to absorb your resolution, and wait for my good news." He said.
"Okay, Your Majesty the Lion King," the twins said funnyly.
At around seven o'clock, several Gryffindor students walked out of the lounge wearing invisibility cloaks.
Cedric and the others waited on the second floor. After the Gryffindor classmates arrived, they gathered together and passed through the undefended door.
When they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they took off the invisibility cloak.
"Oh my gosh, I thought we were going to be discovered..." Hermione said with a frightened look on her face: "If we are caught, the end may be very tragic..."
"This isn't the first day you've broken school rules, Hermione." Ron said with a pout.
Hermione glared at him and said nothing.
It was quiet around the Forbidden Forest, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the cold wind blew through the forest, making a rustling sound.
Occasionally, there was a howling sound that was unknown whether it belonged to a werewolf or a wild wolf, adding a bit of mysterious fear to the forest.
"Is it a werewolf?" Seamus shivered, "I heard that there are werewolves in the Forbidden Forest..."
"It shouldn't be, right?" Neville wondered subconsciously, "How can there be werewolves at this time? I think it should be wild wolves - don't worry, there are so many of us, why should we be afraid of wild wolves?"
"That's right, we are wizards!" Megan was also shivering - it was unclear whether it was because of the cold or because of fear.
"But..." Cedric frowned and said, "Harry won't let us deal with the wolf in actual combat, will he?"
"Really, Harry?" Ron turned his head.
"Eh?" He realized that Harry was not with them, "Where is Harry?"
"He was still there just now..." Neville shuddered, "I remember he was still there when I walked out. How come he's gone when we get here?"
"Maybe something delayed him. I remember he was looking for Myrtle." Hermione said.
Ron asked in confusion: "Myrtle, what is he doing with Myrtle?"
"Wait!" Cedric suddenly said, "There's something going on! There was a figure over there just now...I saw it!"
Hearing Cedric's words, everyone suddenly felt horrified.
Oh my gosh, there aren't any dark wizards here, are there?
"It can't be a spider, right?" Ron asked in horror. He was most afraid of big spiders.
I have long heard from my twin brother that there are spiders in the Forbidden Forest. If it is a spider...
"I don't know." Cedric's voice was a little nervous. He said to the little wizards behind him: "Pull out the wand, what do you think?"
"Okay."
Everyone was glad that Cedric had spoken first. They drew their wands and glanced around.
"I always feel as if someone is watching us." Hermione whispered: "Harry is not here now, should we retreat first? To avoid any accidents?"
"I think it's okay..." Neville replied hurriedly.
However, just as they sounded the retreat, a hooded figure suddenly appeared in the Forbidden Forest.
Under the moonlight, the figure was covered by a hood and could not see his face clearly, but he could tell that he was evil.
As the eldest of the group, Cedric stood at the front.
The moment he noticed the person coming, he took out his wand and pointed it at the hooded figure.
"Who are you?! What are you going to do!"
But what answered him was a whooshing sound, and then a shrill shout pierced the night sky.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A strong green light illuminated the woods so brightly that everyone could not open their eyes.
But they heard what the spell was, and they heard something fall heavily beside him.
When everyone finally recovered and opened their eyes, they found that Cedric was already lying on the ground.
"No! Cedric!"
Megan screamed and waved her wand at the hooded figure.
"Reducto!"
However, it was of no use. The hooded figure waved his wand to deflect her spell, and another green light flashed back.
"Avada Kedavra!"
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Ron reached out and pulled Megan aside, thus avoiding being hit by the spell.
"What to do!" Megan asked a little confused.
"Fight him!" Ron roared angrily and waved his hand with a magic spell.
"Expelliarmus!"
Just as he was casting the spell, he heard a familiar voice coming from beside him.
"Expelliarmus!"
They turned their heads in surprise and found that Cedric had climbed up without knowing it, holding a wand and starting to fight back.
But the hooded figure opposite suddenly became serious. He blocked all the spells, and then used the transformation technique to wrap them one by one in place, unable to move.
"Who the hell are you!" Ron cursed: "You hidden bastard——"
However, what he didn't expect was that the figure opposite him suddenly laughed.
He was out of breath, laughing so hard that his hood slid down his head.
It's Harry.
"Hahahahaha..."
Harry patted his legs and put them down one by one, pointing at Cedric who was covered in green and fell down laughing.
Only then did everyone notice that Cedric was wearing fluorescent green, and they couldn't help but laugh together.
"Oh my god, how did you do this?" Hermione didn't care about Cedric, but asked curiously: "The spell you recited was the Death Curse, but what you typed out was... this is the coloring curse. ”
"This is the secret." Harry put away the wand with a smile and said to Hermione: "Unfortunately, you did not meet my assessment requirements - so this spell will not be taught to you."
"Why?" Ron asked with his mouth bulging: "You are so powerful, how can we defeat you..."
"No, it's not about defeating me." Harry raised a finger and shook it, "It's about your performance - look, Cedric, in such an environment, you see a hooded wizard in front of you. , your first reaction was to raise your wand and question his identity? Do you really think he would tell you - 'Oh, my dear Cedric, I'm just here to take your life'? ”
Cedric was a little embarrassed. He wiped the fluorescent green on his body, but it couldn't be wiped off at all.
"And you, Cedric is stupid, do you also want to be stupid too?" Harry scolded him with hatred: "If I were you, the worst in this situation would be to use it on unknown people. He fainted and fell to the ground - and his body had to be broken into pieces to prevent the threat to him from being too small..."
"Then how to pose the greatest threat?" Ron asked stupidly.
"Of course it's a harmless little hex, my dear little Ronnie." Harry rolled his eyes, imitating Hermione.
Ron opened his mouth, and after thinking about it, this was indeed the truth.
"This is my experience after countless actual battles." Harry sighed, "In this environment, you are not sure whether the other party is a friend or an enemy, the best way is to use a magic spell to say hello - if he He is really your friend, I don’t think he would scare you like this.”
"But you still scared us like this." Hermione complained with lingering fear. For a moment, she really thought Cedric was dead.
"I'm sorry, Hermione, I'm simulating actual combat." Harry snorted, "If it were actual combat, you would have died long ago - but if you could use some spells on me together, you might still be able to catch me. Time to escape.”
"I think Harry is right." Cedric, who had calmed down his breathing, gave Harry a sunny smile: "Guys, think about it...this time Harry is giving us a demonstration. The next time we encounter a real dark wizard, we won't be so foolishly waiting for the other party to send the death curse first, but will have time to escape - or even defeat him."
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"Very good, Cedric." Harry smiled at Cedric: "If you think so, it proves that my actual combat exercise is not a failure. At least you have gained something."
"So can you take off my paint?" Cedric said a little embarrassed.
Harry took out his wand and gave Cedric a clean up, removing the green fluorescence from his body.
"Actually, it looked pretty just now." Harry held his chin and said, "It's a perfect skull shape, isn't it?"
After that, he took out a few wolves from his wallet.
"Of course, these wolves are not your mission." Harry reached out and rubbed the head of one of them. The latter stuck out his tongue and was as flattering as a wolf: "At least not today - given your current situation, it is better to wait until next time. Let’s conduct actual combat exercises again.”
"This time is just the beginning. The next green paint will have to wait until it disappears naturally." Harry winked at them and said.
"Harry, how did you do this?" Hermione asked with interest. She wanted to step forward, but she recognized the creature in front of her as a wolf and hesitated to move closer. She could only watch from the outside. Wolf, how did you make them obey? "
Hermione didn't dare to say the Imperius Curse, so she could only say 'that curse' instead.
"The Imperius Curse?" Harry shook his head: "No, it's best not to use the Imperius Curse on animals - of course, insects like spiders are fine. I don't recommend you control the spider to hit Ron's face. Jump..."
"Harry!" said Ron angrily.
"I just asked Hermione not to do that. You wrongly blamed me." Harry said with a smile.
But looking at Hermione's expression, she was obviously moved.
If Ron doesn't learn charms, then I will, she thought.
At this time, she had even forgotten the fact that if she was found to have used the Imperius Curse, she would be expelled from school.
This time the outdoor training has been completed, so there is no need to stay outside anymore.
After returning to the dormitory, Harry lay on the bed to empty his mind and quickly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Harry was awakened by a cold feeling.
He opened his eyes drowsily and found a female ghost wearing glasses looking at him.
"Are you Harry Potter?" The female ghost put her hands on her hips, "I heard that you have been looking for me recently?"
Harry looked at her with some confusion and asked hesitantly: "Who are you?"
"Myrtle." Myrtle replied concisely: "I just climbed back from the Black Lake this morning, and I heard Miss Granger from your college saying that you are looking for me... Tell me, you are looking for the poor , What happened to Ugly Myrtle? ”
"Hey!"
Ron and Seamus woke up together when they heard someone talking.
After seeing it was Myrtle, they both said in unison: "Please! This is the boys' dormitory! What are you doing here, a female ghost!"
"It seems that I am not popular!" Myrtle said angrily, and then she said with self-pity: "Yes, who would like the pitiful, crying, and not good-looking Myrtle? Where is your mother?”
"Come with me, Myrtle." Harry smiled at her: "After all, there are still people sleeping, and I think we need a quiet place to chat."
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Myrtle looked at Harry alertly, "Since I became a ghost, no one has wanted to chat with me - even you, I watched him go from red beard to Dumbledore with the white beard doesn’t even want to talk to me..."
Seeing that she was about to feel sorry for herself again, Harry quickly said: "Okay, come with me, Myrtle..."
"Oh." Myrtle felt displeased and had no choice but to follow Harry forward.
In fact, it felt good to have someone to chat with her. After all, she was really not very popular in this castle called Hogwarts.
Harry and Myrtle walked out of the Gryffindor common room and walked to an empty classroom on the second floor - the same room where the Mirror of Erised originally stood.
Many people were staring at the two of them along the way. The Gryffindor students were curious about why Harry walked with Moaning Myrtle, while the Ravenclaw students were curious about why. Someone is looking for Moaning Myrtle...
"Tell me what you want to ask." Myrtle asked directly after entering the classroom.
Harry cleared his throat, trying to find a more palatable question.
"Actually, I don't have any other questions. I just want to ask you about the secret room."
"The Chamber of Secrets?" Myrtle asked puzzledly: "What is the Chamber of Secrets?"
"It's the legendary Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts -" Harry said before he realized there was something wrong with the way he asked.
Myrtle only knew where she died, not what the Chamber of Secrets was.
If you want to ask, it would be better to ask in another way.
Thinking of this, Harry asked: "Actually, I want to ask you...how did you die."
Who knows, after asking this question, Myrtle's face suddenly darkened.
"I knew you were going to make fun of poor Myrtle - God, could you little wizards please pick someone else to tease you with?"
"No, Myrtle." Harry sighed: "This matter is very important to Hogwarts - because the monster that killed you is back again. In a short period of time, it has created Several accidents have occurred, believe me Myrtle, you are the only one who can save Hogwarts now"
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