Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The gloomy skies outside make the otherwise dark castle look extraordinarily gloomy.

Ivan, they flew fast to Gryffindor Tower, and they were overwhelmed by what had just happened.

“Unbelievable, Dobby was sent by Malfoy, who tried to kill us!” Harry looked pale.

“I don't think so. Why would Malfoy want to kill us?! ”

Ivan shook his head and saw Harry's face and sighed and continued, “Well, even if he had that idea, he wouldn't be stupid enough to send a crazy little family elf to do it, which is obvious. ”

“Then why is Dobby...”

“I think he's telling the truth. He must have overheard something related to the opening of the Chamber of Secrets before deliberately coming to remind us. He wants to save you, Harry. ”

“Yeah, don't let us get on the train, break my arm, control more than eighty tables and chairs madly attack us.” Harry sighed, "If he kept rescuing me, he would have killed me. ”

“Don't blame him. The Elves are a highly enslaved creature. They can't disobey the master's orders, let alone reveal the master's secrets. More than that, he has to deal with a lot of stress and hurt himself. ”

“Slavery?!” Hermione snorted, "Incredibly, slavery still exists in our country in this day and age! ”

“I don't care about that.” Harry said, "I just want Dobby to tell me exactly who opened the Chamber, or what kind of monster was in it. I really don't understand how nobody can find it when it's sneaking around in school! ”

“Maybe it can make itself invisible. ”

Hermione thought, "Or it can disguise itself as an armor or something. I've read stories of discolored ghosts in books. ”

“But anyway, it has something to do with Malfoys.” Ivan Flying quickly said, "Lucius Malfoys is plotting something, but...”

He couldn't go on, and the three of them just turned around one corner and turned to the other corridor, and saw a scene of tremendous horror.

Ivan felt his stomach liquefied into water and his blood instantly became cold.

A Ravenclaw girl lay on the floor, freezing and stiff, a frightened look solidified in her face, her eyes staring at the ceiling. It's not over. There's another person beside her, Evan, who's never seen anything strange like it.

That was the crying Peach Golden Girl, who was no longer milky and transparent, but turned black and smoky, lying motionless, lying flat six inches from the ground, with the same look of terror on her face as the girl on the ground.

“This, this Ravenclaw girl, we've met before, who is she? ”

Harry was in a hurry to breathe, and he glanced around the empty corridor in confusion, only to see a line of spiders hastily and desperately flee.

“Penelope Clearwater, she's Ravenclaw's superior.” Hermione replied with a sad voice.

“Another attack, we should get help. ”

Without waiting for them to make a move, the door next to them was slammed open and the skinny one who loved pranks rushed out.

“Ah, you three little dots! ”

Pippy grinned, jumping through them, “What are you doing, why are you sneaking? ”

The skinny ghost halfway through a hollow fight and suddenly stopped moving. He looked down and saw Penelope and the crying Peach Golden Mama.

He stood up straight, took a deep breath, and before Ivan could stop him, he screamed straight at his voice, "Do it! Let's do it! Here we go again! You can't spare a ghost! Run for your lives! ”

The whole castle flourished instantly and people flocked.

In those difficult minutes, the scene was extremely chaotic and Penelope was in danger of being squeezed into the body of a sobbing peach golden woman, while Ivan, Harry and Hermione were squeezed into the wall.

At this time, the teachers shouted and maintained order.

Professor McGonagall came all the way here, and she banged a loud bang with her wand, and everyone calmed down and she ordered everyone to return to the public lounge of her college.

When Ivan heard Justin leaving, he whispered some nonsense that Harry was the heir.

Apparently, that phrase was heard by a furry ghost floating over everyone's head. He suddenly opened his mouth and smiled badly.

When the teachers bent over to look at Penelope and the crying Peach Golden Girl, the furry ghost suddenly sang, "Oh, Potter, you nasty bastard, look what you did, you killed the student, you find yourself strangely funny! ”

“Cut it out, Pippi!” Professor McGonagall roared, and Pippi spit his tongue at Harry, hurrying back and fleeing.

Professor Flitwick, along with several students, took Penelope to the school hospital. But nobody knows what to do with a crying peach golden bitch.

Finally, Professor McGonagall turned into a big fan in the sky and handed it to Ron, who had just arrived, instructing him to fan up the stairs the weeping peach blonde. Ron did it and looked at Ivan worried before he left for a while.

“Follow me, Mason, Porter, Granger.” Professor McGonagall led them around a curve and stopped in front of a monstrous giant stone monster.

“Chilled lemon juice!” She said a password.

Just as the voice fell, the monster suddenly lived and jumped aside, the wall behind it split in half. Behind the wall is a spinning staircase that is slowly moving up, like an escalator.

Evan, as soon as they followed Professor McGonagall up, they heard a rumble behind them and the wall closed again. The higher they spin, the higher they rise, and finally, some dizzy Ivan sees a shiny cork door ahead of them with a lion's eagle head beast shaped brass door ring.

Ivan knows where they've been taken. This must be Dumbledore's office.

He sneaked around and couldn't bear to implicitly wonder. Harry and Hermione were worried and worried about the fate to come.

It was all too coincidental that the first attack was the first discovery by the three of them, and this time as well. Now, even if people were told that they had nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets or anything, no one would believe it.

Dumbledore's office is very interesting, it's a spacious, beautiful, round room filled with all kinds of funny whispers. On the table with the elongated legs, there were many strange silverware, spinning, spraying a small strand of smoke.

The walls are filled with portraits of the old school principals, men and women, all snoring lightly in their frames. There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped feet. On a shelf behind the table, lay the wrinkly, wrinkly hat.

On a tall gold-plated branch behind the door stands a bird with gorgeous red and golden feathers. It seems to be sick and in poor condition.

This should be the Phoenix, Ivan, curiously measured.

Dumbledore walked out the inside door of the office without waiting for him to take a good look.

“Abbess, Miss Clearwater and the crying Peach Golden Girl...” Professor McGonagall said eagerly.

“I know everything, Mileva!” Dumbledore replied calmly, "The Chamber was indeed opened again. ”

“But Abbs, you must know... who? ”

“The question is not who.” Dumbledore continued, “The question is, how...”

Evan was shocked that Dumbledore must have noticed something.

Then he saw the look on Professor McGonagall's face, knowing that he, like Harry and Hermione beside him, must not have listened to Dumbledore.

Next, the expected inquiry did not occur, Dumbledore asked nothing, and after talking to them for a moment about Phoenix, he let them go.

Ivan turned around, wondering if it was an illusion, and he felt Dumbledore's gaze lingering on him.