Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan chose to wait with relative caution in the face of the unknown future.

If Lucius had put the diary in the school, Tom Riddles would have opened the Chamber of Secrets.

Ivan remembers in his original book that the first attack took place on Halloween.

On Halloween, he had intended to stay in the lobby to watch Ginny or see if anyone else was suspicious, but Hermione didn't agree, and she had to ask Ivan to go to Nick's taboo party with them.

“Hermione, my cold is just right, let me stay in the living world.” Ivan said pitifully, "Besides, I'm going to collect material, and next week's front page is this Halloween party. ”

“Your cold was over last Tuesday, Ivan!” Hermione shook her head and refused, "collecting material could be handed over to Colin and Ginny, and Nick recently helped us with a lot of news, and you can't be absent from anything you say tonight. ”

“But I heard Dumbledore booked a skeleton dance troupe.” Harry hesitated, and he and Ron didn't want to go to the taboo party.

“One word is out, and the horses are hard to chase. ”

Hermione turned her head and reminded Harry vibrantly, "You and Ron promised Nick we'd go to his birthday party. ”

So at seven o'clock in the evening, Ivan, Harry, Ron and Hermione went straight through the doorway, which leads to the crowded auditorium. The lights were colorful, the candles lit up, the plates of gold on the table were very tempting, but they were still headed in the direction of the underground classroom.

Though this aisle passes every time you take a potion lesson, it's particularly scary here tonight.

Candles hang on both sides of the aisle, but the effect is not at all pleasant: they are tiny, dark candles, flashing bright blue lights when burned, and gloomy even on their four vibrant faces.

Every step they take, the temperature drops.

Ivan sneezed, tightening his clothes and wrapping himself.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a sound, like a thousand nails scratching off a giant blackboard.

“What is this?” Ron looked frightened.

“Music, I guess.” Harry answered in a low voice.

They turned around a corner and saw Nearly Headless Nick standing at a door with a black velvet screen on his body.

“My dear friend.” He said with infinite sadness, "Welcome, welcome, I'm so glad you could make it. ”

He took off his feathered hat and bowed to invite them in.

The view was incredible, with hundreds of milky white, translucent shadows in the basement classroom, mostly swimming around on crowded stadiums, waltzing with the horrible, trembling sounds of thirty saws, and the bands playing the saws sitting on the black-soaked stage.

A thousand candles were also lit in a chandelier above the head, releasing a blue light at midnight.

Ivan found his breath forming a mass of fog in front of him, as if walking into the refrigerator.

“Well, what do we do now? ”

“Take a look around first!” Harry made a suggestion that he wanted to warm his feet.

“Be careful not to cross through anyone's body.” Ron said nervously.

They walked slowly around the edge of the dance floor, passing through a group of depressed nuns, a man in a locked shirt, and a fat monk.

Then they saw the blood man Barlow. He is the ghost of Slytherin, skinny as a wood, with straight eyes and silver bloodstains on his body. No one dares approach him, and other ghosts are freeing him up a lot of space.

“Oh, shit,” Hermione stopped suddenly, "turn around, turn around, I don't want to talk to the crying Peach Golden Girl! ”

“Who?” Harry asked softly.

“The ghost, she stayed in the girls' bathroom on the third floor.” Hermione said.

“Stay in the bathroom? ”

“Yes, the bathroom was out of order year after year because she kept having a tantrum and spilling water all over the place. If you can avoid it, try not to go there. You go to the bathroom, she screams at you. It's horrible! ”

Hermione's voice had just fallen and she was surprised to see Ivan face to face with the peach golden maid.

“What is he doing? ”

“Who knows, maybe the Peach Golden Girl is Ivan's type.” Ron laughed out of nowhere, "haha, this is big news. ”

Hermione glanced hard at Ron and the three followed him hastily.

In fact, because the entrance to the secret room is inside the toilet where the Peach Golden Girl is, Ivan wanted to ask her if she had seen any strangers going there recently.

This is particularly important at this point in time when Tom Riddle's diary is unaccounted for and no trace of spiders can be spared.

Before Ivan could speak, he saw a ghost appearing in front of him in a bright orange red party cap with a spinning bow tie and a wicked, wide-faced, grinning ghost, a skinny ghost.

“Kids, do you want some?” He sweetly said, handing over a bowl of moldy peanuts.

“No, thank you.” Ivan hastily refused.

“I just heard you talking about poor Tao Jin Ma. How rude! ”

The furry ghost's eyes suddenly glistened and suddenly took a deep breath and yelled, “Hey, Peach Golden Girl! ”

“Oh, no, Pippi, don't tell her what I said. She'll feel bad.” Hermione, standing next to Ivan, whispered eagerly, "I was just talking about fun, I don't mind her doing that...”

Her words are not finished yet, and the ghost of a short, fat girl floats.

Her face, the most gloomy and gloomy face Evan had ever seen, was halfway covered by long, slippery hair and thick, pearl-colored glasses.

“Why?” she asked with a bandage.

“Hello, Miss Peach Gold.” Hermione said with a pleasant voice pretending, "It's good to see you outside the bathroom. ”

“Miss Granger was just talking about you.” Peppy said cunningly in the ears of the peach golden woman.

“We're talking, we're talking, you look beautiful tonight.” Hermione stared furiously at the skinny ghost.

“You're making fun of me. ”

The peach golden lady looked at Hermione suspiciously and her tears suddenly plunged from her clear little eyes.

“No, really! Didn't I just say she looked beautiful?” Hermione said, hitting Harry and Ron's ribs with his elbows.

“Yeah...”

“That's what she said! ”

“Don't lie to me.” The peach golden woman gasped and said, tears rolling down her cheeks, "You think I don't know what people call me behind my back? Fat woman, Tao Jin! Ugly peach blonde! Poor, crying, grumpy peach blonde! ”

“You missed a...” Peeler giggled happily.

“Enough, Pippi!” Ivan interrupted him in a hurry, and he had something to ask each other, and he couldn't just let the Pippi get away with it.

“We really think you look beautiful tonight, very attractive, unlike any other ghost, you are the most special one, trust me...”

Watching Ivan struggle to please the peach blonde, Harry, Ron and Hermione opened their mouths in surprise.

“He doesn't really like Peach Golden Girl, does he? Taste is really bad enough. ”

That's Ron whispering to Harry, and unfortunately the voice seemed a little loud and was heard by the skinny ghosts and the peach golden lady beside him.

“You're lying. Nobody's gonna like me.” The weeping peach blonde suddenly wept sadly and ran out of the basement classroom.

“Nobody likes a peach golden woman, a peach golden woman full of acne!” The skinny chased behind her quickly, smashing her with moldy peanuts, yelling, “Full of acne! Full of acne! ”