HP's Wretched
Chapter 84
"What, another child!" All the professors in the professor's lounge shouted in shock at the news that Mag brought.
Professor McGonagall also had a sad face, and his body shook a little: "Unlike the previous ones, this child was taken to the secret room."
"Who? Which student?"
"Ginny Weasley," replied Professor McGonagall, "tomorrow we have to send all the students home, and Hogwarts has to be closed."
"Merlin, the school directors dismissed Albus and imprisoned Hagrid in Azkaban, but things still happened. These people really didn't do a single thing right!" Professor Flitwick jumped angrily. Get off the stool.
Flotte has been silent all the time. She is really upset and powerless about what happened these few days. First, Hermione fell in front of her eyes, and then she was almost attacked because she was a half-squib. She has been working hard to get The Sorcerer's Stone, but now Dumbledore is driven away by Lucius, Hogwarts is almost forced to close, where can she get the Sorcerer's Stone!And now, another child is in danger, even in danger of dying!
When everyone was gloomy, the door of the professor's lounge was opened with a "bang", and the person who came in was someone that no professor wanted to see - Lockhart.
"Oh~ your expressions are really... did I miss something?" When everyone was worried about the incident, Lockhart was still smiling with his smug smile, and he definitely didn't notice that everyone was looking at him. That look on his face—hatred.
Snape took a step forward, with his usual sarcastic smile: "It's your turn, a girl was captured by a monster, it's your turn."
"That's right, you didn't say it last night, do you already know where the entrance is?" Professor Sprout also took a step forward.
"I heard that too, you said it." Flotte also added with a sneer.
"And you said it, you know how to deal with it," cried Professor Flitwick.
Lockhart's face was pale, and he stammered, "I... I don't remember saying that..."
"We all remember." Snape didn't give him a chance to continue. "We all heard it too. You said you regretted not teaching the monster before Hagrid was taken. You said it. You should have done it in the first place." Let you go and do it."
"I think you're right, we should look at you, Lockhart." Professor McGonagall, who has always been serious, also spoke with disdain at this time, "It's your turn, no one will hinder you, you should Go single-handedly and kill that monster."
Lockhart looked around desperately, all the professors glared at him angrily, he had no chance to quibble, he could only answer tremblingly: "Okay, I... I'll go back to my office and prepare... for a moment." Then quickly escaped from the house.
"He's gone at last!" exclaimed Professor Flitwick. "What shall we do now?"
"I think we should inform the Weasleys first." Professor Sprout was quite calm, "and then tell the Ministry of Magic and the school trustees."
"The Ministry of Magic and the school director? What can these two waste departments do? Continue to add chaos, or continue to arrest the wrong people?" Mrs. Hooch, who has always been straightforward, said directly.
Snape frowned, and there was unprecedented worry on his face. The words satirizing the Ministry of Magic had already squeezed his lips, but at least he still had the sense not to scold: "I think we need to secretly Inform Dumbledore."
"Yes, we have this need." Professor McGonagall agreed, "I'll inform the Weasleys, Severus, you inform Albus, Filius (Professor Flitwick) and Pomona (Professor Sprout) You protect the students and go back to the lounges of their respective colleges, and other professors assist. Oh, by the way, Flutter, you go to inform the school trustees about this matter, after all, you and the school trustees are the closest cooked."
Everyone obeyed Professor McGonagall's arrangement, only Flott suddenly thought of something, and said to Professor Flitwick: "When you go to protect the students of Gryffindor, you must count the number of students, especially those who are guarding Bo Mr. Te and those Mr. Weasleys."
Flott has not forgotten their feat last year, coupled with Hermione's move to detect the existence of the secret room this year, this is enough to show that those restless children will never stay there obediently, although Hermione is missing. They are military advisers, but it doesn't mean they have no action, especially when they find out that the missing one is Ginny Weasley, justice and the determination to protect their partners doom them not to stay quietly.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of those children," Professor Flitwick assured.
……
"I have already notified the school director." Flotte ran to the principal's office and said, there were already many people standing in the principal's office at this time, "They mean that they will reply to Dumbledore's position as principal as soon as possible, because they feel that only He can handle this." When Flotte said the second half of the sentence, she had already scolded the eighteen generations of the school director's ancestors in her heart.
"That's great, it just so happens that Severus has informed Albus." Professor McGonagall was relieved to hear that Dumbledore was back to preside over the crisis.
"Ah, that's great. Albus will definitely find Ginny." Mrs. Weasley, who was sitting on a chair beside her, spoke, her face was pale, and her lips trembled a little.
Mr. Weasley held his wife's trembling hand and said reassuringly, "Ginny will be fine, we have to trust Albus."
"It will, it will be all right, it will be all right." Mrs. Weasley kept muttering this sentence.
Snape walked up to Flott and asked in a low voice, "Does Lucius know about this?"
"Of course I was the school manager who bypassed his notification. Just kidding, if he knew, he would have locked Hogwarts today." Flotte also complained about Lucius in a low voice, which hurt her so much The culprit who hasn't gotten the Philosopher's Stone yet.
"However, I think that within a few hours, someone from the school manager must have informed him." Snape reminded coldly.
"That's for sure, I can't avoid it." Flotte shrugged and said, there is no way that Lucius can be regarded as half of the head of the school board, "I can hide it for a while, maybe for a while."
As soon as Flotte finished speaking, the door of the principal's office was pushed open again, but the person who came was not Dumbledore as everyone expected, but Professor Flitwick who brought bad news.
"Potter... Potter... Mr. Potter and Weasley... Mr. Weasley is gone." Panting heavily, Flitwick announced the explosive bad news intermittently.
"What!" Everyone was shocked, especially Snape, who was already gritting his molars. He really hated this adventurous Gryffindor!
"Oh, Merlin, Ron, Ron is also missing." Mrs. Weasley should be the most desperate to hear the news. Even if she is strong, she will face collapse when she hears the news of the two children's accident.
"Things are really getting worse, at least more serious than when I was the headmaster." The person who spoke was a headmaster's oil painting that no one would pay attention to——the oil painting of Headmaster Armando Dippet.
However, his next sentence caused quite a stir: "A student died at that time, ah, poor child, her soul is still floating in Hogwarts."
"What did you say?" Snape was the first to ask after capturing the information.
"The child's soul seems to be in the women's bathroom on the second floor. The students call her Myrtle." Principal Dippet continued to explain.
This news can be said to be no less than the news of the disappearance of Harry and Ron. It was like a heavy bomb exploded in Flott's head: "What? Myrtle was the last one who was killed by the secret room." melon?"
Snape's right eye couldn't help twitching, their IQs are really shameful, why didn't they know to ask the former headmaster, and more importantly... Snape spit out an idea slowly and unbelievably: "Then why don't we ask Myrtle, where did she see the basilisk?"
Hearing this thought, everyone was taken aback, and the whole atmosphere became quiet... One second... Two seconds... Three seconds... After understanding, Snape and Flott both ran out of the principal's office, leaving only Under Professor McGonagall's control of the situation, and Professor Flitwick, who had no strength to run for the time being, began to condemn the old headmaster for why he didn't say this earlier!
The IQ of this group of professors is really...
……
Snape and Flott were really very familiar with this bathroom, after all, it was a holy place for dating (hui) when they were students.
Snape skillfully drew out his wand and hit a broken toilet directly.After the toilet sprayed a burst of water, it sent out a ghost by the way.
"What an impolite fellow." Myrtle scolded sharply. "Who do you think I am? Your punching bag?"
Flotte sighed, she really didn't want to go forward to negotiate, but if she didn't go, who would come?It couldn't be Snape with a cold face.Flotte pulled out a friendly smile, and said softly, "Sorry, we're here to ask you something."
"Wait, I see you look familiar." Myrtle floated towards Flotte, and took a close look at the two of them, "Ah! I remembered, one of them was always coming to me to make medicine secretly. A weird kid, a grumpy girl crying with a big diamond ring in her hand, and I won't forget that you nearly blew up the bathroom."
"..." Why did she speak politely to this irritating ghost just now?Flotte questioned herself in her mind.
However, Snape on the side found a new focus: "Crying while holding the diamond ring, and then blowing up the toilet, I said you deliberately destroyed my cauldron, and you still keep quibbling."
"Ha! Who can't have a bit of dark history! Besides, I didn't blow up your cauldron on purpose."
"Then why did you blow up the toilet?" Snape was still obsessed with that matter, can you not mind, what is it, it is a pot of high-grade aphrodisiac (don't harmonize) potion, luckily it didn't boil well, otherwise it would be like If it splashed on him in the first place, it would be troublesome.
"You're not finished, are you? I haven't dragged you to the women's bathroom to make aphrodisiac (no harmony) medicine!"
"I don't care what you do..."
"Haha! It's really fun to quarrel." Myrtle said, watching the play from the side.
"Shut up!" Flott and Snape yelled at Myrtle in unison.
"Tell me, where did you see the basilisk? Is it this bathroom?" Snape finally returned to the topic, questioning Myrtle.
"The questions you and those two children asked are exactly the same." Myrtle said with a smile.
"Two kids? One with glasses and one with red hair?"
"Yes, Harry and Ron." Myrtle replied without hesitation.
"Then what about them?" Snape had a gloomy face, obviously impatient with this ghost.
Myrtle's body floating in the air gradually turned towards the washstand in the center of the bathroom, then raised her transparent arm and pointed, "Going down from there, I don't know how they opened the mechanism."
After hearing these words, Snape and Flott hurried to the side of the washstand, and began to observe and grope carefully, but nothing happened.
"There is no mechanism! Tell me, will there be any secret words, such as "Open Sesame?" Flott raised her head, and said to Snape who was still looking for clues, "If I were Salazar , I'll definitely set this thing up with my proudest Parseltongue."
"No matter what kind of mechanism it is, I don't think we can find it that easily, why don't we come to something direct." Snape straightened up, stepped back and said, "Flott, you stand behind me."
Hearing this, Flotte also understood what Snape was going to do tacitly. That's right, this is the best way to do so far.
When Flott hid behind Snape, Snape quickly drew out his wand, then pointed at the washstand and started bombarding it with spells.
Accompanied by various forms of fire explosions, the washstand was still intact and hard except for a few cracks, and even the cracks were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, Snape didn't give up because of this, and continued to release the spell on it persistently.
At this moment, the washstand suddenly started to shake, and even the floor, the entire bathroom floor began to shake.Snape immediately stopped his magic, watching all these changes vigilantly.
Under the eyes of the two, accompanied by ear-piercing roars, the octagonal washstand gradually separated, and then a huge hole leaked out. It didn't take much thinking to know that this hole was the entrance to the secret room.
Snape cautiously took a step forward and stood on the edge of the hole, but just as he was about to bend down to look down, a sound of phoenix crowing came from the hole.
Accompanied by a gust of wind, dazzling red feathers rushed out of the hole, and then threw a bunch of people down.
"It hurts so bad, can't it put us on the ground? Why does it have to..." Ron, struggling to get up, complained, but when he saw the black wizard robe standing beside him, his voice was He became dumb all of a sudden, and then stammered, "S...Professor Snape..."
"It's the pride of Gryffindor, do you think I should ask you how many points are deducted for your heroic actions?" Snape's face was livid, and his voice revealed strange anger, "The point deduction is not worthy of you Behavior should be persuaded to quit immediately!"
"We...were just going to save Ginny." Harry stood up and retorted, although they had good reasons, they were still very confident.
"Saving others, and then almost setting yourself up, you fearless Gryffindors are really..." Just as Snape was about to spray the venom recklessly, he was stopped by Flott.
"Send them back first, and then you'll have plenty of time to scold them, Severus." Flott tugged at Snape's sleeve and reminded.
The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, but it was rare for him to retort.Because yes, he will have plenty of opportunities to scold the kid later.
Flotte walked to the children and asked in confirmation, "Are you all right?"
Just as Harry was about to shake his head and say it was okay, he was interrupted by a distant voice: "I feel like my bones are about to be broken." It was Lockhart who was thrown far away by the Phoenix and shouted.
"Lockhart! Why are you here?" Flutter looked at Lockhart in the distance in shock.
"It's this kind of professor, we brought him here, but he's a liar, and he almost cast the Forgetting Charm on us, but he hit himself instead," Harry explained.
"Lockhart? Are you calling me? Is my name Lockhart?" Lockhart staggered and confirmed to Flott, "Ah, beautiful lady, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" ?"
"..." Flotte stared speechlessly at Lockhart who was about to die before he could stand still, then turned his head and gave Snape a look.
His old partner Snape understood it, raised his wand and hit Lockhart against the wall again, and then the unlucky boy passed out again.
"Miss Weasley, is there something wrong with your body? Who took you away?" Flott asked with concern.
"Yes... it's a diary." Ginny's voice was weak, obviously her body had not fully recovered.
"Journal?"
"This is it, Professor." Harry raised the diary in his hand and handed it to Flott.
When Flotte saw the appearance of the diary, even though there was already a hole in it, she was slightly taken aback!
Yes, she has seen the diary!She has seen it!Just nine years ago when the Ministry of Magic conducted a thorough investigation of Malfoy Manor, this diary appeared among the black magic items kept by Lucius. As for why it impressed me deeply, because the magical atmosphere of this notebook is definitely the darkest of!
Maybe the Harrys didn't notice the disbelief that flashed across Flott's face, but this fleeting and subtle expression was captured by Snape beside him...
The author has something to say:
Lockhart, the little master of death, and Snape, who protects his wife, hahaha...
Professor McGonagall also had a sad face, and his body shook a little: "Unlike the previous ones, this child was taken to the secret room."
"Who? Which student?"
"Ginny Weasley," replied Professor McGonagall, "tomorrow we have to send all the students home, and Hogwarts has to be closed."
"Merlin, the school directors dismissed Albus and imprisoned Hagrid in Azkaban, but things still happened. These people really didn't do a single thing right!" Professor Flitwick jumped angrily. Get off the stool.
Flotte has been silent all the time. She is really upset and powerless about what happened these few days. First, Hermione fell in front of her eyes, and then she was almost attacked because she was a half-squib. She has been working hard to get The Sorcerer's Stone, but now Dumbledore is driven away by Lucius, Hogwarts is almost forced to close, where can she get the Sorcerer's Stone!And now, another child is in danger, even in danger of dying!
When everyone was gloomy, the door of the professor's lounge was opened with a "bang", and the person who came in was someone that no professor wanted to see - Lockhart.
"Oh~ your expressions are really... did I miss something?" When everyone was worried about the incident, Lockhart was still smiling with his smug smile, and he definitely didn't notice that everyone was looking at him. That look on his face—hatred.
Snape took a step forward, with his usual sarcastic smile: "It's your turn, a girl was captured by a monster, it's your turn."
"That's right, you didn't say it last night, do you already know where the entrance is?" Professor Sprout also took a step forward.
"I heard that too, you said it." Flotte also added with a sneer.
"And you said it, you know how to deal with it," cried Professor Flitwick.
Lockhart's face was pale, and he stammered, "I... I don't remember saying that..."
"We all remember." Snape didn't give him a chance to continue. "We all heard it too. You said you regretted not teaching the monster before Hagrid was taken. You said it. You should have done it in the first place." Let you go and do it."
"I think you're right, we should look at you, Lockhart." Professor McGonagall, who has always been serious, also spoke with disdain at this time, "It's your turn, no one will hinder you, you should Go single-handedly and kill that monster."
Lockhart looked around desperately, all the professors glared at him angrily, he had no chance to quibble, he could only answer tremblingly: "Okay, I... I'll go back to my office and prepare... for a moment." Then quickly escaped from the house.
"He's gone at last!" exclaimed Professor Flitwick. "What shall we do now?"
"I think we should inform the Weasleys first." Professor Sprout was quite calm, "and then tell the Ministry of Magic and the school trustees."
"The Ministry of Magic and the school director? What can these two waste departments do? Continue to add chaos, or continue to arrest the wrong people?" Mrs. Hooch, who has always been straightforward, said directly.
Snape frowned, and there was unprecedented worry on his face. The words satirizing the Ministry of Magic had already squeezed his lips, but at least he still had the sense not to scold: "I think we need to secretly Inform Dumbledore."
"Yes, we have this need." Professor McGonagall agreed, "I'll inform the Weasleys, Severus, you inform Albus, Filius (Professor Flitwick) and Pomona (Professor Sprout) You protect the students and go back to the lounges of their respective colleges, and other professors assist. Oh, by the way, Flutter, you go to inform the school trustees about this matter, after all, you and the school trustees are the closest cooked."
Everyone obeyed Professor McGonagall's arrangement, only Flott suddenly thought of something, and said to Professor Flitwick: "When you go to protect the students of Gryffindor, you must count the number of students, especially those who are guarding Bo Mr. Te and those Mr. Weasleys."
Flott has not forgotten their feat last year, coupled with Hermione's move to detect the existence of the secret room this year, this is enough to show that those restless children will never stay there obediently, although Hermione is missing. They are military advisers, but it doesn't mean they have no action, especially when they find out that the missing one is Ginny Weasley, justice and the determination to protect their partners doom them not to stay quietly.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of those children," Professor Flitwick assured.
……
"I have already notified the school director." Flotte ran to the principal's office and said, there were already many people standing in the principal's office at this time, "They mean that they will reply to Dumbledore's position as principal as soon as possible, because they feel that only He can handle this." When Flotte said the second half of the sentence, she had already scolded the eighteen generations of the school director's ancestors in her heart.
"That's great, it just so happens that Severus has informed Albus." Professor McGonagall was relieved to hear that Dumbledore was back to preside over the crisis.
"Ah, that's great. Albus will definitely find Ginny." Mrs. Weasley, who was sitting on a chair beside her, spoke, her face was pale, and her lips trembled a little.
Mr. Weasley held his wife's trembling hand and said reassuringly, "Ginny will be fine, we have to trust Albus."
"It will, it will be all right, it will be all right." Mrs. Weasley kept muttering this sentence.
Snape walked up to Flott and asked in a low voice, "Does Lucius know about this?"
"Of course I was the school manager who bypassed his notification. Just kidding, if he knew, he would have locked Hogwarts today." Flotte also complained about Lucius in a low voice, which hurt her so much The culprit who hasn't gotten the Philosopher's Stone yet.
"However, I think that within a few hours, someone from the school manager must have informed him." Snape reminded coldly.
"That's for sure, I can't avoid it." Flotte shrugged and said, there is no way that Lucius can be regarded as half of the head of the school board, "I can hide it for a while, maybe for a while."
As soon as Flotte finished speaking, the door of the principal's office was pushed open again, but the person who came was not Dumbledore as everyone expected, but Professor Flitwick who brought bad news.
"Potter... Potter... Mr. Potter and Weasley... Mr. Weasley is gone." Panting heavily, Flitwick announced the explosive bad news intermittently.
"What!" Everyone was shocked, especially Snape, who was already gritting his molars. He really hated this adventurous Gryffindor!
"Oh, Merlin, Ron, Ron is also missing." Mrs. Weasley should be the most desperate to hear the news. Even if she is strong, she will face collapse when she hears the news of the two children's accident.
"Things are really getting worse, at least more serious than when I was the headmaster." The person who spoke was a headmaster's oil painting that no one would pay attention to——the oil painting of Headmaster Armando Dippet.
However, his next sentence caused quite a stir: "A student died at that time, ah, poor child, her soul is still floating in Hogwarts."
"What did you say?" Snape was the first to ask after capturing the information.
"The child's soul seems to be in the women's bathroom on the second floor. The students call her Myrtle." Principal Dippet continued to explain.
This news can be said to be no less than the news of the disappearance of Harry and Ron. It was like a heavy bomb exploded in Flott's head: "What? Myrtle was the last one who was killed by the secret room." melon?"
Snape's right eye couldn't help twitching, their IQs are really shameful, why didn't they know to ask the former headmaster, and more importantly... Snape spit out an idea slowly and unbelievably: "Then why don't we ask Myrtle, where did she see the basilisk?"
Hearing this thought, everyone was taken aback, and the whole atmosphere became quiet... One second... Two seconds... Three seconds... After understanding, Snape and Flott both ran out of the principal's office, leaving only Under Professor McGonagall's control of the situation, and Professor Flitwick, who had no strength to run for the time being, began to condemn the old headmaster for why he didn't say this earlier!
The IQ of this group of professors is really...
……
Snape and Flott were really very familiar with this bathroom, after all, it was a holy place for dating (hui) when they were students.
Snape skillfully drew out his wand and hit a broken toilet directly.After the toilet sprayed a burst of water, it sent out a ghost by the way.
"What an impolite fellow." Myrtle scolded sharply. "Who do you think I am? Your punching bag?"
Flotte sighed, she really didn't want to go forward to negotiate, but if she didn't go, who would come?It couldn't be Snape with a cold face.Flotte pulled out a friendly smile, and said softly, "Sorry, we're here to ask you something."
"Wait, I see you look familiar." Myrtle floated towards Flotte, and took a close look at the two of them, "Ah! I remembered, one of them was always coming to me to make medicine secretly. A weird kid, a grumpy girl crying with a big diamond ring in her hand, and I won't forget that you nearly blew up the bathroom."
"..." Why did she speak politely to this irritating ghost just now?Flotte questioned herself in her mind.
However, Snape on the side found a new focus: "Crying while holding the diamond ring, and then blowing up the toilet, I said you deliberately destroyed my cauldron, and you still keep quibbling."
"Ha! Who can't have a bit of dark history! Besides, I didn't blow up your cauldron on purpose."
"Then why did you blow up the toilet?" Snape was still obsessed with that matter, can you not mind, what is it, it is a pot of high-grade aphrodisiac (don't harmonize) potion, luckily it didn't boil well, otherwise it would be like If it splashed on him in the first place, it would be troublesome.
"You're not finished, are you? I haven't dragged you to the women's bathroom to make aphrodisiac (no harmony) medicine!"
"I don't care what you do..."
"Haha! It's really fun to quarrel." Myrtle said, watching the play from the side.
"Shut up!" Flott and Snape yelled at Myrtle in unison.
"Tell me, where did you see the basilisk? Is it this bathroom?" Snape finally returned to the topic, questioning Myrtle.
"The questions you and those two children asked are exactly the same." Myrtle said with a smile.
"Two kids? One with glasses and one with red hair?"
"Yes, Harry and Ron." Myrtle replied without hesitation.
"Then what about them?" Snape had a gloomy face, obviously impatient with this ghost.
Myrtle's body floating in the air gradually turned towards the washstand in the center of the bathroom, then raised her transparent arm and pointed, "Going down from there, I don't know how they opened the mechanism."
After hearing these words, Snape and Flott hurried to the side of the washstand, and began to observe and grope carefully, but nothing happened.
"There is no mechanism! Tell me, will there be any secret words, such as "Open Sesame?" Flott raised her head, and said to Snape who was still looking for clues, "If I were Salazar , I'll definitely set this thing up with my proudest Parseltongue."
"No matter what kind of mechanism it is, I don't think we can find it that easily, why don't we come to something direct." Snape straightened up, stepped back and said, "Flott, you stand behind me."
Hearing this, Flotte also understood what Snape was going to do tacitly. That's right, this is the best way to do so far.
When Flott hid behind Snape, Snape quickly drew out his wand, then pointed at the washstand and started bombarding it with spells.
Accompanied by various forms of fire explosions, the washstand was still intact and hard except for a few cracks, and even the cracks were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, Snape didn't give up because of this, and continued to release the spell on it persistently.
At this moment, the washstand suddenly started to shake, and even the floor, the entire bathroom floor began to shake.Snape immediately stopped his magic, watching all these changes vigilantly.
Under the eyes of the two, accompanied by ear-piercing roars, the octagonal washstand gradually separated, and then a huge hole leaked out. It didn't take much thinking to know that this hole was the entrance to the secret room.
Snape cautiously took a step forward and stood on the edge of the hole, but just as he was about to bend down to look down, a sound of phoenix crowing came from the hole.
Accompanied by a gust of wind, dazzling red feathers rushed out of the hole, and then threw a bunch of people down.
"It hurts so bad, can't it put us on the ground? Why does it have to..." Ron, struggling to get up, complained, but when he saw the black wizard robe standing beside him, his voice was He became dumb all of a sudden, and then stammered, "S...Professor Snape..."
"It's the pride of Gryffindor, do you think I should ask you how many points are deducted for your heroic actions?" Snape's face was livid, and his voice revealed strange anger, "The point deduction is not worthy of you Behavior should be persuaded to quit immediately!"
"We...were just going to save Ginny." Harry stood up and retorted, although they had good reasons, they were still very confident.
"Saving others, and then almost setting yourself up, you fearless Gryffindors are really..." Just as Snape was about to spray the venom recklessly, he was stopped by Flott.
"Send them back first, and then you'll have plenty of time to scold them, Severus." Flott tugged at Snape's sleeve and reminded.
The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, but it was rare for him to retort.Because yes, he will have plenty of opportunities to scold the kid later.
Flotte walked to the children and asked in confirmation, "Are you all right?"
Just as Harry was about to shake his head and say it was okay, he was interrupted by a distant voice: "I feel like my bones are about to be broken." It was Lockhart who was thrown far away by the Phoenix and shouted.
"Lockhart! Why are you here?" Flutter looked at Lockhart in the distance in shock.
"It's this kind of professor, we brought him here, but he's a liar, and he almost cast the Forgetting Charm on us, but he hit himself instead," Harry explained.
"Lockhart? Are you calling me? Is my name Lockhart?" Lockhart staggered and confirmed to Flott, "Ah, beautiful lady, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" ?"
"..." Flotte stared speechlessly at Lockhart who was about to die before he could stand still, then turned his head and gave Snape a look.
His old partner Snape understood it, raised his wand and hit Lockhart against the wall again, and then the unlucky boy passed out again.
"Miss Weasley, is there something wrong with your body? Who took you away?" Flott asked with concern.
"Yes... it's a diary." Ginny's voice was weak, obviously her body had not fully recovered.
"Journal?"
"This is it, Professor." Harry raised the diary in his hand and handed it to Flott.
When Flotte saw the appearance of the diary, even though there was already a hole in it, she was slightly taken aback!
Yes, she has seen the diary!She has seen it!Just nine years ago when the Ministry of Magic conducted a thorough investigation of Malfoy Manor, this diary appeared among the black magic items kept by Lucius. As for why it impressed me deeply, because the magical atmosphere of this notebook is definitely the darkest of!
Maybe the Harrys didn't notice the disbelief that flashed across Flott's face, but this fleeting and subtle expression was captured by Snape beside him...
The author has something to say:
Lockhart, the little master of death, and Snape, who protects his wife, hahaha...
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The Emperor of Red Mansions: Many Children, Many Blessings, Opening Draft
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I, the super rich crown prince, will build the richest country
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Genshin Impact: Supreme Justice of Teyvat
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I wrote a diary in Zongwu, complaining about the sky, the earth and the air
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I, the Pokémon Master, join the chat group
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