Hogwarts lazy snake

In a dim room filled with cauldrons, potions bubbling in the cauldrons cast a light on the faces of Hermione and Ron.

The magic potion took on a strange spinach-like appearance, as if it contained countless secrets. After a long time of brewing, it was finally ready.

"How about calling Horn as well?" Ron suggested, scratching his head.

After all, they both just realized that in this small group of three, they seemed to be playing the not-so-glorious role of "little spies" - they were revealing every one of Harry's plans to Horn without Harry's knowledge.

Harry is still in the school infirmary.

Hermione rolled her eyes when she heard that. Her eyes seemed to say, "You are really confused." She said unhappily, "Ron, are you confused? Ron's real body is not in Hogwarts. Besides, do you think this Polyjuice Potion will work on a robot... oh, no, on an alchemical product?"

Ron was stunned for a moment. Thinking back, he had never heard of an alchemical puppet being able to drink potions in the wizarding world. If he hadn't known Horn, he wouldn't even know that there was such a magical existence as an alchemical puppet.

"Then...then let's go and get Carlo to tell us what he knows."

When Ron thought about Carlo's sarcastic expression today and suddenly showed up to mock him, he clenched his fists in anger. "Humph, I was still very angry with him today. I wanted to put a sack over his head and beat him up. I heard from Horn that this method can make me feel better."

In a quiet corridor of Hogwarts shrouded in darkness.

"Hahaha, Neville, how long are you going to keep laughing? You've been laughing since you came out of the Room of Requirement! And Hermione, how could she get the hair mixed up?"

A tall, strong little witch with short hair complained. She was wearing a Slytherin house uniform. As she spoke, she clenched her fists and glared at the little wizard next to her who was laughing so hard that he was bent over.

"Come on, Ron, you're Millicent Bulstrode now, a witch, don't be so rude. Pfft~"

The tall and thin wizard dressed as Intuit Carter tried hard to hold back his laughter, but when he saw Ron's expression, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You're still laughing?! Ah! Ah!" Ron, who looked like Millicent Bulstrode, pretended to reach out and hit the other person.

In the Room of Requirement, Horn looked at Hermione who had transformed into Mrs. Norris in human form, and laughed until tears came out: "Hermione, can't you check carefully before putting things in? You actually put Mrs. Norris's cat hair in there. Now Ron has been turned into a witch. This scene is so funny."

As Horn was speaking, the scene of Ron and Neville walking out of the room not long ago emerged in his mind. Ron's tomboyish look and collapsed expression made him laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

"Ah! Stop it! Horn, you bad guy, still laughing!" Hermione Cat-Orc Granger covered her ears with her paws in shame and ran back to the room.

"Click", the door of the Room of Requirement opened, and Ginny walked in, followed by George and Fred.

As soon as Ginny came in, she looked at Horn, who was the only one in the room, with a puzzled look on her face: "Huh? Where's Hermione? I heard her voice when I just came in. Did she enter the room?"

"Horn, are you planning something?" Ginny asked, tilting her head.

"Yeah, it seems like you and that brat Ron have been acting so secretive these days." George and Fred ran to Horn, one on each side, and each put their arm around Horn's shoulders, teasing him with winks.

Horne waved his hands quickly and shook off their hands: "Ginny, I advise you not to open the door of that room. Hermione needs to be alone now. Also, I didn't do anything. If you make random guesses, I will sue you for libel. If you want to know anything, go ask that guy Ron."

Meanwhile, Ron and Neville have found Carlo.

Ron Millicent pretended to be curious and scared, and said to Carlo: "Carlo, I don't seem to remember the Chamber of Secrets you mentioned last time. It's really gratifying to see Harry petrified this time. But didn't you say before that the Chamber of Secrets monster only attacks half-bloods and those nasty mudbloods?"

Neville Intek also cooperated, pretending to be afraid that he would be the next victim. "Yes, the previous warning clearly stated that only half-bloods and mudbloods would be attacked, but now even Harry has been attacked."

Carlo looked at the two people in front of him and felt something was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He frowned and looked at Ron Millicent and said, "Don't worry, Harry was just an accident. It might be because he always hangs out with those half-blood wizards and those... hum, dirty mudblood teachers, so the things in the Chamber of Secrets punished him as the savior."

He stared at the two people in front of him and said, "Besides, don't forget that Harry is also a half-blood wizard. In the eyes of the Slytherin Monster of the Chamber of Secrets, he is a target for elimination. As for what the result will be, who can say for sure? You two don't need to worry too much."

Next, the two asked a few more questions, but the more Carlo looked at them, the more strange they seemed to him, so he stopped talking. After all, he himself was not completely clear about the secret room.

In the backyard of a shop called "War" in Knockturn Alley, it is dark and damp, filled with a pungent smell.

The surroundings were filled with old debris and the walls were covered with moss, as if telling of the dilapidated state of the place.

A wizard with dark circles under his eyes and blood on both sides of his nose was tied up on a stool. He looked weakly at the man and woman in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

"I really don't know, just let me go!" he begged.

Although the female wizard was covered by a wide wizard robe, the outline of her graceful figure was still vaguely visible.

She looked at the wizard who was still trying to be tough, with a ruthless look in her eyes. She took out her wand and pressed it against his chest, saying coldly, "Are you sure you don't want to tell me? Do you want to have your heart dug out and your bones pierced through?!"

As she spoke, she deliberately stepped hard on the ground between the legs of the bruised wizard, just a millimeter away from his vital points.

The wizard was so frightened that he shivered all over. The burly male wizard beside him also felt a chill in his lower body when he saw this. He thought to himself, "My God, a woman who gets angry is so scary. Don't mess with her."

So he quickly persuaded him: "Brother, I think you should stop being so stubborn. If you don't speak up, you won't be the only one who will suffer. You don't want to lose happiness for the rest of your life, do you?"