Hermione didn't understand why Professor Blaine showed that expression when he saw the manuscript of Professor Lockhart's unpublished new book. Could it be that Professor Lockhart's new book was not exciting, which disappointed Professor Blaine? When Hermione walked into the mansion lounge through the Fat Lady's portrait, the doubts on her face had not yet been completely eliminated.
Now, it is very late, and there is no one in the huge lounge. Only Harry and Ron are curled up on the soft sofa near the fireplace and dozing off. Needless to say, it should be Waiting for her.
How can one be lonely in life
On the way to Harry and Ron, Hermione pursed her lips slightly as this thought flashed through her mind.
"Why haven't you two slept in the dormitory yet?"
Although she knew they were waiting for her, after walking in, Hermione still raised her delicate eyebrows and looked arrogant. expression.
"Why else, of course, I am worried that you will be immersed in that pleasant job and forget about dinner"
Harry and Ron, who were already snoring, were They woke up at the sound, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and Ron sat up with a dissatisfied grunt.
Hermione sat opposite him, looking at the coffee table full of food, with an imperceptible smile on her lips. Although she was not hungry, she felt warm in her heart.
At this time, Hermione noticed a black notebook underneath a few slices of toast. Judging from the old cover, the notebook seemed to be quite old.
Ron, who noticed Hermione's gaze, shrugged his shoulders needlessly and gave Harry a look, signaling for him to explain.
"In the afternoon, on the way back to the dormitory, Ron and I passed by the second floor and found Myrtle throwing a tantrum in the bathroom. Out of curiosity, we went in to take a look, and then The owner of this notebook found inside is Tom Riddle."
Harry emphasized that he thought Hermione could understand what he wanted to express, "Ron thought this thing might be dangerous and suggested that I throw it away. Throw it away."
"Throw it away"
Hermione forgot about her fatigue and looked excited. She picked up the notebook and studied it carefully, "What are you talking about? What a silly thing, Ron. There may be clues in it."
"Then he hid the clues very cleverly," Ron said. "Maybe it's because he's embarrassed to see people. I really Don't see what you'd do with him, Harry."
"I'd like to know why anyone would want to throw it away," Harry thought. "Also, I'd like to know who Riddle is. How to get the Special Contribution to Hogwarts Award"
"There are many possibilities, Harry," Ron said in a nonchalant tone, "Maybe he got thirty O certificates. Or he rescued a teacher from the giant squid's giant claws, maybe he murdered Myrtle, that must be everyone's satisfaction."
All three of them knew that the Chamber of Secrets had been there for fifty years It was opened before, a student died, and the murderer was expelled, and Riddle happened to receive the Special Contribution Award at that time. It didn't take much imagination to figure out what connection there must be.
Hermione went back and forth with the notebook for a long time, but could not get a word out of the blank page, and finally had to give up with regret.
"Perhaps, we should give this to Professor Blaine or Principal Dumbledore. Wizards like them will definitely be able to discover the secrets of the notebook."
Hermione frowned Brow gives his own advice.
However, this reasonable proposal was unexpectedly strongly opposed by Harry,
“Not many people in the school talk about this anymore, Hermione, I don’t want to make it worse. If, I mean if, the heir comes out and continues to act, I will ask you to hand this over to Professor Brain."
Actually, this is just a rhetoric, Harry even said to himself He couldn't explain why he didn't throw away Riddle's diary. The actual situation was that in the next few days, even though he knew that the diary was empty, he would always write thoughtfully when no one was around. Take it out and hope to find something inside.
A new week has begun, and February has officially entered the second half. Recently, a hot topic in the school is that Professor Blaine suddenly became the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher without any warning. Wherever you go, you can hear the little wizards talking about the amazing skills he showed in his first and second grade classes, as well as the division of power realms between wizards in the fifth, sixth and seventh grade classes. On the contrary, few people discussed some of the methods for dealing with dark wizards and dangerous creatures that Amosta taught in class.
In every college, there are young wizards who tell everyone categorically that a certain relative of theirs has the power of a court wizard, as if the magic world has suddenly returned to ancient times, and there are no two court wizards in the family. I'm a housekeeper, and I'm embarrassed to say hello to people when I go out.
As for wizards at the level of saints, none of the little wizards dared to touch porcelain.
"Dumbledore is a saint, there is no doubt about it"
Hufflepuff's Macmillan said categorically to Hannah Abbott of the same house, as if he I have already confirmed with Principal Dumbledore and Professor Braine,
"As for Professor Braine, I guess he is too"
McMillan said firmly, "Think about it Look, Hannah, ever since Professor Braine came to Hogwarts as an investigator, the heir of Slytherin has never dared to come out. I guess he must not have the confidence to deal with two saints at the same time. ”
McMillan’s statement is even popular among the little wizards. Due to the adjustment of classes, the third and fourth grade classes, which were only taught by Professor Blaine in person for the third week, started on Tuesday afternoon. The two brothers Reid and George asked with a smile,
"Professor Brain, are you a saint?"
Amosta on the high platformHe stared at the two weirdos of the Weasley family with a half-smile, but he didn't expect to encounter the opportunity for revenge so soon.
"Well, Mr. Weasley, you are going to show us how to defeat a group of people." A saint?"
Oh oh
The auditorium suddenly erupted with roars like waves under a typhoon. In the Hufflepuff square, which especially loved watching the excitement, four years Cedric Diggory jumped on the table and shouted to the twins,
"Show everyone what you can do, Weasley"
"Come up and show your skills, Frey "De, George, don't embarrass Gryffindor"
Many people inside Gryffindor House were also booing. Angelina, Aaliyah and Katie laughed and patted the twins hard. shoulders.
"This is definitely revenge, Fred"
While the two men were tremblingly supporting each other on the stage, George gritted his teeth and whispered,
< p>"Professor Brain definitely recognized us two in Hogsmeade last time"This duel ended much faster than everyone expected.
As soon as they came on stage, before Professor Blaine could announce the start, the twins who had a great understanding of each other looked at each other and immediately ran away in two directions, surrounding Amosta on the left and right. live.
"Are you ready, Fred?" George shouted.
"Get ready, brother" Fred responded loudly with a determined look on his face.
Amosta watched with a smile as the two little bastards took out two big dung egg bags from under the wizard's robes, and before they could take action, he suddenly waved his wand
Bang bang Bang
The scene of hundreds of big dung eggs exploding at the same time and the smell were particularly touching. Fred and George, whose faces were covered in stinky juice, howled and fell to the ground, looking as miserable as if they had been shot. The Cruciatus Curse
"Let's die together, Professor"
But unexpectedly, a moment later, the twin brothers got up from the ground at the same time. They glared at Professor Blaine fiercely and moved forward inexorably. He had the courage to charge at him
If he was frightened by this little trick, then Amosta would have wasted his time in the underground world all these years.
He still had a smile on his face and shook his wrist slowly. A red ball of light as big as a Quaffle with red electric light came out from the tip of the staff carrying a tail flame. Flying above his head.
Whoop, whoop, whoop
Before Fred and George could rush to the front ten feet, the red ball of light above Professor Brain's head suddenly shone brightly. Red beams shot out in all directions. Each of the Weasley brothers, who were approaching rapidly, used their chests to resist at least two or three beams. Then, they rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground.
"Stun Curse" "Group version"
Amosta looked at the stunned little wizards below and said with a smile,
"Excuse me, can any of my classmates help carry them to the school hospital?" ”
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