HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

Christmas goes by quite quickly, at least that's what Mino thinks. Maybe it's because the happy time is always short.

Mino now has another task every day - playing with the golden cudgel.

But Mino didn't want to see Fred and George very much. Although Ms. Yassi had already told her what was on her mind, she still felt a little weird, and she couldn't explain what it was like. Every meal is tasteless.

Mino was just waiting for Astoria to come back so that he could feel more comfortable holding her while sleeping at night. Mino felt a little insomniac at night without Astoria.

But it could also be because I used to go to bed smelling rose soap every night, but now I suddenly can’t smell it anymore. I’m not used to it.

All in all, Mino had a very happy Christmas, but not a very happy one. He was happy because he didn’t have much homework, and he didn’t have to go to class, and he didn’t have to worry about the secret room. He just ate, slept and played every day. It was not very happy. , just because I couldn't sleep well at night, and I didn't want to wander around Hogwarts during the day to avoid running into Fred and George, which would lose a lot of fun.

After the start of the new semester, Mino returned to his previous normal life, and successfully obtained money - someone placed an order for him to be beaten, but the person who was going to be beaten paid more money to ask Mino not to beat him. So Mino happily beat them both up and received two portions of the money.

However, as this only worked, fewer people placed orders, and Mino gradually became depressed.

The trio of Harry, Ron and Hermione visit the place where Mrs. Norris was attacked every day, and invite Minnow to go with them.

Mino thought that maybe everyone could get some clues by brainstorming, so they agreed on a time to go and have a look after class when their classes were close to each other.

"what!"

Before they even walked up the stairs, the four of them heard Filch's angry shouts.

"Do you think someone will be attacked again?" Ron asked nervously.

They ran up the stairs in two or three steps, hiding where others could not see them, and listened carefully.

They stood motionless, their heads tilted in the direction of Filch's voice, which was almost hysterical.

"...Come to cause me trouble! I've been mopping the floor all night, as if I didn't do enough work! No, this is really unbearable. I'm going to find Dumbledore..."

The sound of Filch's footsteps gradually faded away, and they heard a violent slamming of the door in the distance.

They poked their heads around the corner.Filch was apparently standing guard at his usual spot - the spot where Lady Norris was attacked.

They could see immediately why Filch was shouting.A large sheet of water spread across half of the corridor, and it seemed that water was still seeping out from under the crack of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom door.Now that Filch was no longer roaring, they heard Myrtle's cries echoing off the walls of the washroom.

"What's wrong with her?" said Ron.

"Let's go take a look." Harry said, and they lifted their robes up to their ankles and waded through the swollen water toward the door where the trouble notice was hung.As usual, they ignored the notice and went straight inside.

It was unbelievable that Moaning Myrtle was crying louder and shriller than before.She seemed to be hiding in her usual toilet bowl.The bathroom was dimly lit because the gushing water had extinguished the candles and left the walls and floor damp.

"What's wrong with you, Myrtle?" Minnow asked.

"Who is it? Potter?" Myrtle asked in a gurgling voice sadly, "Are you going to hit me with something again?"

"Who hit you with something?" Mino asked again.

"Don't ask me," Myrtle yelled and emerged, spurting out a larger stream of water, splashing on the already soaked floor, "I'm staying here to think about my own problems. , someone thought it was funny to throw a book at me..."

"Even if someone throws something at you, it won't hurt you," Harry said. "I mean, that thing could go right through you, right?"

Harry obviously said the wrong thing, and Myrtle became even more angry.

"Let everyone hit Myrtle with a book, because she won't feel it at all! If you hit her belly with a book, ten points! If you hit her head with a book, fifty points! Very good, haha, haha! How! Cute game, but I don’t think so!”

"Why are there so many points for hitting the head? Are there points for hitting other places? What about the shoulders? And -" Mino asked seriously.

Hermione covered Minnow's mouth before Myrtle could continue splashing.

"Oh, she didn't mean anything bad. I want to know who hit you with the book?" Harry asked.

Myrtle glared at Minnow, but did not splash the water again.

"I don't know... I was sitting on the toilet seat, thinking about death, and the book suddenly fell off my head. There it was, soaked in water."

The four of them looked under the pool in the direction Myrtle pointed, and saw a small, thin book lying on the ground.The tattered black cover, like everything in the bathroom, was completely soaked.

Both Harry and Mino took a step forward to pick it up, but Ron suddenly stretched out an arm. However, because he only extended one arm and it was relatively close to Harry, he only caught Harry.

"Don't touch it, Minnow," said Ron.

"Aha, are you saying there is danger?" Mino said, having already picked up the book, "Don't worry, it's okay."

If you guessed it correctly, this is Voldemort's diary.

Mino turned over the first page, and sure enough, there was a name written in blurry ink on it: TM Riddle.

Minnow walked next to Harry, and Hermione and Ron gathered around to look.

"Wait a minute," Ron said, "I know this name... Riddle won the Special Contribution to the School Award 50 years ago."

"How did you know?" Harry asked in surprise.

"That day in the prize showroom, I was beaten by Mino and fell on this medal. If you have a name printed on your face, you will also remember this name." After Ron finished speaking, he glared resentfully. With Mino.

"What are you doing? Someone gave me money, and I only hit you once and gave you a silver coin!"

"You still refuse to tell me who it is?"

"I want to protect my customers' information."

Mino glanced at Hermione, who looked up at the ceiling with a guilty conscience.

At that time, she asked Hermione if there was anyone she wanted to beat. Hermione was very angry when Ron copied her homework, so she paid Mino to beat Ron.

Harry reached out and opened the damp pages of the diary in Mino's hand. Every page was blank, without any trace of writing.

"He didn't write a word," Harry said disappointedly.

"Oh, maybe it's invisible ink." Hermione said, took out her wand and cast a revealing spell, but there was still nothing.

"I don't understand why anyone would throw it away," Ron said curiously.

Mino turned directly to the back cover.

"This is a diary bought in Vauxhall Road."

"Is Riddle a Muggle?" Hermione was also curious.

"How did Riddle get the Special Contribution to Hogwarts Award?" Harry was very curious about this.

"Anything is possible, maybe he got thirty OWL certificates, or rescued a teacher from the giant squid's claws." Ron said, suddenly lowering his voice, "Maybe he murdered Myrtle, then It will definitely make everyone feel satisfied..." 7K妏婩

The crying had disappeared, and Myrtle had left without knowing when.

Mino suddenly laughed and glanced at Ron.

"As expected of you, Ron, to lead the prophet."

"what?"

"Nothing," Mino said, "But have you ever thought about another possibility?"

"You mean -" Hermione was a little excited, "The Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago, and this diary was also 50 years ago, so will Riddle win the award for catching the heir of Slytherin?" What about?"

"That's an excellent theory, Hermione," said Ron. "It's a pity there's nothing in the diary, otherwise we would know how to close the Chamber of Secrets."

"Oh, there must be something written on it, but we can't see it." Hermione said, "Go back to the academy and try my invisible eraser. Private things are unlikely to be discovered easily."

Mino shook his finger: "No, no, I mean, have you ever thought that the invisible words in this diary are due to black magic, but in fact, this diary belongs to Voldemort?"

Mino's words successfully made Ron shudder and loudly said it was impossible.

"You-Know-Who won't get a special contribution award," Hermione said, "and if it were him, the medal would definitely be thrown away."

"What a bold idea you have," said Harry.

Mino: Really, these days, no one believes the truth.