HP Magic Biography

So, no matter what, Malfoy will always find a way to get in. Fan Lin rubbed his eyes, the sour feeling made Fan Lin very uncomfortable. Well done, Dobby, though, I think you should go back to sleep and take it somewhere you like, or take Winky out for a walk.

Go for a stroll? Dobby's eyes lit up, But...

Oh, there's nothing to be proud of. Fan Lin hurriedly interrupted Bo Ai's gratitude, This is the reward you deserve.

Oh, yes, of course. Harry confirmed.

Kreacher did a great job, too, Hermione said quickly and kindly, but Kreacher didn't look too pleased, rolling his big bloodshot eyes and speaking hoarsely to the ceiling, Oh, thanks Miss Granger, Kreacher, Kreacher heard... oh, if only Kreacher's mistress knew...

You can go now, Fan Lin interrupted impatiently. Although Kreacher has improved towards him and Hermione because of Regulus, as far as Hermione is concerned, Kreacher is still very difficult. accepted.

So Kreacher bowed deeply and disappeared.

You'd better go to sleep, Dobby. Fan Lin repeated, and quickly waved his hand to signal Dobby to leave quickly.

Yes, Master Al! Dobby said happily in a high-pitched voice, and then it too disappeared.

Great, isn't it? After the elf disappeared again, Harry turned to Fan Lin and the others, and said enthusiastically, We already know where Malfoy has gone! He is cornered now!

Yeah, that's great, said Ron gloomily, his thesis paper soaked with ink, which he was trying to remove.

Hermione pulled it towards her with some disdain, and began to suck the ink out with her wand.

After all, it was made by Dobby and Kreacher,

As the hostess, Hermione naturally had to do some aftermath work.

But what did he do there with the 'everytime different student'? Hermione said, waving her wand. How many people? You wouldn't think he was doing what he was doing. Entrusted to so many people...

Yeah, that's very strange, said Harry, frowning. I heard him tell Carat that what he did was none of Carat's business...

Harry's voice was getting softer; he was staring at the fire.

What's the matter, did you find anything? Fan Lin raised his eyebrows, he didn't care what happened to Malfoy, but the crux of the problem now is...he couldn't open the door of the secret room...

God, how stupid I am, said Harry ruefully. It's obvious, isn't it? There's a big locker at the bottom of the tower...he can steal something anytime he's in class...

Steal what? said Ron.

You mean... compound decoction. Fan Lin said.

It's supposed to be that he stole the Polyjuice Potion that Slughorn showed us in his first Potions class... It's not that some student who's different each time is guarding Malfoy... that's just Clara and Goyle... yes, that fits perfectly! said Harry, jumping up and walking back and forth in front of the fireplace.

They were so stupid that Malfoy didn't tell them what he was going to do, and they were willing to watch out for him... But Malfoy didn't want people to see them haunting the women's room on the second floor, so he gave them a drink Polyjuice Potion to make them look like someone else... Those two girls we saw the day he didn't play Quidditch... Ha, Carla and Goyle!

Did you mean to say, said Hermione in a calm voice, that the little girl I helped fix the scales—

Yes, of course! cried Harry, looking at her, of course! Malfoy must have been in the ladies room then, so she—oh, what am I talking about?—he dropped the scales on On the ground, tell Malfoy not to come out, because there must be someone else in there! And the girl who dropped the frog eggs, must be too! We followed him for so long and didn't find it!

He turned Clara and Goyle into girls? Ron laughed. My God... no wonder they don't look very happy these days... I wonder why they didn't let Malfoy try too...

Oh, they wouldn't, how dare they, if he showed them his Dark Mark, said Harry.

Hmm...we don't know if he really has the Dark Mark, Hermione said suspiciously, rolling up Ron's clean paper and handing it to Ron to prevent it from being harmed again.

We'll see, said Harry confidently.

So, the explanation makes sense now. Fan Lin hesitated for a moment, it seemed that Malfoy had used the entire women's toilet, and he had entered the secret room last time.

However, according to the plan, Fan Lin couldn't figure out why Malfoy would need to use the Chamber of Secrets?

You only need to summon a few Death Eaters, there is no need for anything else, the disappearing cabinet can be placed anywhere... As long as it is not discovered, that's all Malfoy needs to do.

Yes, we will, said Hermione, standing up and stretching her legs, but don't get too excited, Harry, I still don't think you should Go there. And I don't think you should forget, she said, hoisting her schoolbag over her shoulder, looking gravely at Harry, that all you should be concentrating on right now is getting His memory. Good night!

Hermione made her way to the girls' dormitory, and Harry, feeling a bit annoyed as he watched the dormitory door close behind her, turned to Ron, What do you think?

I wish I could Apparate like a house-elf, said Ron, looking into where Dobby had vanished. I still have my Apparition exam report card in my bag.

After speaking, Ron's enthusiasm seemed to dissipate, and Hermione helped Ron finish the final work, and now only Harry and Van Lin were left here.

So, what about you? Harry asked sharply.

I don't know... Fan Lin shook his head. He felt that it was necessary to discuss this matter with Dumbledore, even though Dumbledore had already made up his mind to disappear for a while to complete the role swap?

Dumbledore tried to grasp the power to defeat the god of death, and the mausoleum of the North Pole was a choice, because although magic power was scarce in the old world, the upper limit of abilities did not seem to be too strict.

And up to now, Dumbledore has not let him enter the main tomb, but stopped on the first floor of the black tower. Regarding the inside, Dumbledore and Nicole May basically kept silent.

This made Fan Lin a little annoyed, it seemed...

However, I don't suggest you go there now. Fan Lin said, he was a little puzzled why Voldemort would tell Malfoy the location of the Chamber of Secrets and help him in.

Attack on Hogwarts?

This is a dangerous idea.

Why? Harry said.

Slughorn. Fan Lin said, I don't think Malfoy's behavior is more important than Dumbledore's mission. In fact, we don't have time to mess around with him.

Harry stopped talking, he was a little over excited, but he couldn't bear it every time.

Harry didn't sleep well that night, partly because of the blows from his companions, which kept him lying in bed for hours, but his mind continued to imagine that when Malfoy was sneaking into the women's bathroom tomorrow, Harry suddenly broke in Saw a picture of what he was doing there.

What would that be? a meeting room? A hiding place? a storage room? a workshop?

Harry's mind was racing. Finally he fell asleep, and then he dreamed that Malfoy turned into Professor Slughorn for a moment, and Snape for a moment...

Harry was hopeful until after breakfast the next morning; he had some free time after Defense Against the Dark Arts, so he decided to give the second floor a try at that time.

Harry tried to encourage Hermione, but in fact, the girl didn't intend to mess around with Harry, which made Harry a little angry.

Look, he said quickly, leaning forward, his hand on the Daily Prophet Hermione had just picked up from the postal owl. I haven't forgotten about Slughorn, but I haven't thought of a way to get a memory from him. Why didn't I find out what Malfoy was doing before I thought of that way?

I told you, you should talk Slughorn, said Hermione. It's not about tricking him or confusing him at all, or Dumbledore would have done it in a second. Instead of making a mess outside the girls' bathroom, she pulled the Daily Prophet out of Harry's hands, Expanded and looked at the front page, You should go to Slughorn and beg him.

Is there anyone we know...? Fan Lin asked while Hermione was browsing the newspaper headlines.

Yes! said Hermione.

This made both Harry and Ron choke on their breakfast.

Fortunately, he didn't die... It was Monggertons, he was caught in Azkaban! He pretended to be a ghoul and tried to break into the house, and a man named Octavius ​​Pipo disappeared Oh, it's scary that a nine-year-old boy was arrested for trying to kill his grandparents, and they think he's under a multi-soul spell.

Then Hermione frowned.

There are still some reports of unknown significance...

What is it?

Muggle. Hermione shook her head, A large number of Muggle populations are missing?

Maybe some people suspect that wizards did it. Ron said, It has happened before, but ordinary wizards are not interested in interfering.

Why is the Daily Prophet saying this? Harry asked.

Maybe it's a reminder. Fan Lin said, Your dream, Harry!

Then they finished their breakfast in silence. Hermione went straight to arithmetic and divination class.

Ron remained in the common room, where he had to work on the end of Snape's thesis on dementors, Harry thinking of the second-floor hallway and at a tapestry on the opposite wall, It's a scene of Hufflepuff teaching a bunch of midgets how to dance ballet.

It's very interesting, isn't it? Fan Lin looked at it with interest, but Harry dragged him away.

The two came to an empty corridor, where they put on Harry's Invisibility Cloak because they didn't want to be disturbed by others.

Myrtle's toilet is very desolate. This is probably the most remote corner on the second floor. It is a dead end three bends away from the previous house. Generally, no one would come here. Perhaps this is the reserve of the Slytherin family. storage room, and then converted into a toilet?

Harry didn't know how likely it was that he could walk into the room now and Malfoy was in there, but at least his first move hadn't been thwarted by Clara or Goyle pretending to be an eleven-year-old girl.

The two of them came close to the hidden doorway of the women's toilet and closed their eyes.

He might not be here...

Maybe it's inside, Harry said, and the two of them walked in under the cloak.

Myrtle's toilet is still the same, with a wooden toilet and a more ornate sink.

So, what are you going to do, Harry? Fan Lin pressed Harry's eyes, Open this place and go in?

is there a problem?

But you have to think clearly, Harry, Fan Lin said, if you go in, once Malfoy leaves behind something dangerous, we won't even be able to leave, and...

Hey, didn't I call you... Harry shook his head, then turned his face to the sink.

Parseltongue was still so bad, which made Fan Lin a little uncomfortable.

But after waiting for a while, the sink in front of him remained motionless.

This made Harry a little dumbfounded.

Are you sure you're right?

No problem. Harry repeated several times in disbelief, But, why is this?

Dumbledore sealed this place, Fan Lin said, Do you still remember when we were in the second grade?

Then what is Malfoy doing here?

Who knows. Fan Lin touched the stone platform with his hands, There is no reaction at all.

Oh, damn it... Harry was a little frustrated, and at one point he wanted to use his wand to blow it away.

Fortunately, Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was very close. As a last resort, Harry took off his Invisibility Cloak and stuffed it into his schoolbag, and then the two of them went to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

You're late again, Potter, and you, Al! Snape said coldly when Van Lin and Harry hurried into the classroom with the torches on, Gryffindor deducts 20 point.

Looking at Snape angrily, Harry rushed to sit down next to Ron; almost half the class was still entering the teacher, taking out their textbooks and sorting things out.

Harry was no later than them.

As for Fan Lin, this is completely a collateral reaction.

So, before this class begins, I'd like to read your paper on dementors, said Snape, waving his wand nonchalantly, and twenty-five scrolls of parchment rose swiftly into midair, and then Fly neatly to his desk.

And, I hope your homework this time is not as stupid as the last paper on the Imperius Curse, which I couldn't bear. Now, if you have turned the book to--what is it, Mr. Finnigan ?”

Sir, Seamus said, I'm very curious, can you tell me the difference between a zombie and a ghost? Because there is an article about zombies in the Daily Prophet...

No, you can't, Snape said impatiently.

But sir, I hear people talking about...

If you did read the paper, Mr. Finnigan, you would know that a zombie is nothing but a mongoose Fletcher for sneaky thieves.

I think Snape and the Monggertons are on the same side, Harry muttered to Van Lin and the others that he shouldn't have said that after the Monggertons were arrested

...but Potter seems to have a lot to say on this subject, Snape said suddenly, pointing to the back of the classroom, his black eyes fixed on Harry, let's ask Potter and see if he is How to tell us the difference between a zombie and a ghost.

For a moment, the whole class looked at Harry, who made a quick effort to recall what Dumbledore had told him when he and Dumbledore visited Slughorn together.

Well - well - ghosts are transparent, Harry said wryly.

Oh, very well, Snape interrupted, his lips pursed. Yes, it's clear that almost six years of magical education have been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent of.'

Pansy Parkinson burst out laughing, as did several others, and Harry took a deep breath to keep himself calm, despite his inner agitation,

Yes, ghosts are transparent, but zombies are dead bodies, aren't they? So zombies are three-dimensional... that's all a sixth-year student can tell us? Snape sneered.

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