HP through the autumn

Cho and Laurie followed the crowd when they heard a boy scream, "Goodbye, Harry!"

Qiu turned his head and saw the Gryffindor trio discussing something.

As they approached, they heard three people talking.

"I guess it means I'm the Heir of Slytherin," said Harry, feeling his heart sink a little more.

"The heir of Slytherin? Harry, there is absolutely no way you are the heir of Slytherin." Qiu couldn't help interjecting.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Because the heir of Slytherin won't say that my eyes are like the old school uniforms his aunt dyed," Qiu said with a smile on his face. "He should come up with a better metaphor, such as black gems. So don't flatter yourself haha Leigh, you're really not the heir of Slytherin."

"I know you're trying to comfort me, Cho," said Harry, "but you don't have to complain about that metaphor."

"No," Qiu continued to smile, "I hold a grudge."

Ron giggled beside him.

They turned a corner and found themselves in the corridor where the attack had taken place.The scene in front of me was exactly the same as that night, with the words on the wall: The secret room was opened.But that cat is no longer there.

Qiu looked around. The writing on the wall was a foot high. She looked at the location, and it was obvious that it should have been written by a first or second grader. Students in higher grades could go to higher places.

The 16-year-old classmate Tom would never do something like jumping and writing on a high place. Although magic can do it, maybe he can't fully use Ginny's vitality now?

Thinking of Voldemort who was jumping and writing, Qiu chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Look at the height of this character, it should be a first or second grade student." Qiu pointed at the handwriting.

"So this heir should be at the same level as us or a level lower?" Hermione reacted quickly: "But this kind of thing didn't happen to us in the first year, so this heir should be a freshman?"

She guessed about the same, although the specific process was a bit off, Qiu Xin thought.She reached out and touched the paint on the wall. It was written in something, and Filch couldn't wipe it off.

The young Voldemort really had a leisurely mind, instead of finding out what happened later, or hibernating and waiting to replace the main soul, he had time to pour out the paint instead.This thing won't be wiped off all the time, right?I haven't heard that this mark has been left until Harry graduates.

"Clean it up." She took out her wand and nodded.

The writing on the wall faded a little.

"That's strange," she said to herself. "Why hasn't anyone thought of removing this? How ugly it is here."

But she didn't dare to clear it anymore, maybe this line of words has other uses.

"So now our target should be first and second grade students," Hermione concluded: "Because second grade students may only learn how to open the Chamber of Secrets during the summer vacation."

"Filch has been standing guard here." Ron pointed to an empty chair against the wall.

"We might as well look for other clues," said Harry, kneeling on the ground looking.

"Come and see this," said Hermione, pointing to the top pane of the window next to the writing on the wall, on which about twenty spiders were crawling.

Harry got up, ready to go and have a look.

"Ah! Spider!" Seeing a large group of spiders gathered together, Qiu couldn't help screaming, grabbed the hem of Harry's robe who was passing by, and led Harry back again and again.

Harry staggered back a few steps as she led him.

"What's the matter, Cho?" Harry asked wonderingly.

"Spiders are really scary!" she replied, "They give me the creeps."

"It's just a spider," Harry said, reaching out his hand as if to grab a spider and show her: "Look."

Qiu let go of her hand in fright, and hid behind Ron who was farthest away.

"I'm just talking." Harry smiled smugly: "I also hold a grudge."

Qiu and Ron stood far away, not wanting to get close at all.Laurie watched with interest a side of Cho Chang she had never seen.

"Ron, why are you standing so far away?" Hermione asked.

Ron reluctantly explained his experience of being scared by Fred when he was three years old.

Hermione suppressed a laugh, but Cho thought she understood Ron very well.The two of them looked at each other with understanding eyes for a while, and then glared angrily at the three laughing people opposite.

Harry decided they should change the subject, and started discussing the puddle of water that day.

"Probably here, parallel to this door." Ron said, reaching for the doorknob, but suddenly retracted.

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

"This is the girls' bathroom," said Ron.

"There will be no one in there," Hermione said, and walked in.

Hermione went inside to talk to Myrtle, and Harry and Ron followed.

Qiu also followed in with great interest. She had never seen such a dilapidated bathroom, it was wet everywhere, as if it had been abandoned for decades, and the dim candlelight made the place look extraordinarily gloomy.

"Hey Harry!" she said.

"what happened?"

"You went into the women's restroom, next time you mention spiders, I'll tell others that you went into the women's restroom." She raised her eyebrows and said.

"They won't believe it," said Harry firmly.

"I'll get Creevey over here right away to take a picture of you."

"Come on, Qiu, Colin is almost everywhere. If you call him over, he might be here waiting for me every day." Harry hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't worry, Harry, I don't even know where to find him." Qiu patted him on the shoulder.

Hermione walked to the innermost single room and asked, "Hello, Myrtle, how are you?"

Cho watched Myrtle, a ghost she had seen before but never near her, floating above the toilet bowl.Because she can't understand that she has become a ghost, and she wants to go wherever she wants, why does she always stay in the toilet?If it was her, of course she was wandering around the campus.

And she really can't do anything about this kind of crying girl, maybe Lin Daiyu has a common language with her.Speaking of Lin Daiyu, she seems to have heard of a strange cp called Fu Dai, but she has never had the guts to read related novels carefully...

Harry and the three had just asked Myrtle a few questions before she jumped into the toilet.This made Qiu even more unable to understand Myrtle's way of thinking.

"I want to stay away from Myrtle from now on," Laurie whispered to Cho.

"Me too, it's—so weird," she replied.

"Ron—" Percy stood in the doorway, the prefect badge flashing on his chest: "How can you go into the women's room?"

"Hello, Weasley, the three of us asked Harry and Ron to come in and fix the toilet because the toilet was broken." Qiu Qiang spoke before Ron could retort.

"Fix—toilet?" Percy couldn't believe it.

"Yes, since you are a prefect, you have the obligation to help your classmates, why don't you come in and fix this toilet?" Laurie answered.

Percy blushed, but he couldn't say anything in rebuttal, hesitating between going into the toilet to fulfill his prefect duties or getting out of here.

Ron blushed too, but he was holding back a smile.

Hermione and Harry were twitching their shoulders slightly, trying not to laugh.

"Forget it, Weasley." Qiu decided to get rid of this man quickly: "Let's go upstairs to the bathroom, and tell Filch to fix it when you're free."

She winked, and the five of them walked past Percy together.

They couldn't help but start laughing out loud as they walked up the stairs.

"Toilet repair hahahaha, if Percy does fix toilets, I'll tell Fred and George to make him a 'Toilet Repair Master' badge." Ron couldn't straighten up laughing.

Harry and Hermione were speechless with laughter.

"I'm going to the Owl Room," Cho said. "See you later!"

"I'm going to the library," said Laurie.

Cho took one look at her, and Laurie nodded, and she knew that Laurie had an appointment with Cedric again.

Several people bid farewell to each other at the stairs.

She went to the owl room and saw her annoying owl courting a white owl.

Galois held a field mouse in his mouth, and squatted beside the snow-white owl, flapping his wings, eagerly trying to give the field mouse to the owl.

However, the other party was unmoved.

It had been a long time since she had seen her own owl so well-behaved. The last time she had just brought him home was when Galois hadn't revealed his nature and IQ flaws.

"Galois!" Qiu shouted, but Galois turned a deaf ear.

"Galois!" she yelled again: "If you pretend not to hear me again, I won't give you owl food!"

Galois cast a sideways glance at her, showed the vole in its beak to show that it was financially independent, and continued courting the owl.

And the white owl turned its head to the other side, ignoring Galois next to it.

"Galois, look at you, people don't want to talk to you." After Qiu finished speaking, Galois flew down and slapped her feathers, and then flew back to the shelf calmly.

"Galois, don't forget, who has been working hard with you during the holidays to make you so strong now!"

Galois tilted his head to look at her, then turned to look at the owl again.

"Then I wish you catch her as soon as possible, Galois—by the way, Galois, this can't be a boy, right?" She was halfway through speaking, when she suddenly thought of something.

Galois stared at her angrily.

"Okay, I understand, catch up with this girl sooner."

Galois grunted softly.

"Don't move too slowly, don't embarrass me, Galois!"

So Qiu was kicked out of the owl house by his own owl.

What a bad temper!No wonder she couldn't catch up with the little girl, she thought angrily.

The author has something to say:

Percy is really interesting~