Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Professor, why am I looking for Blake?!” Ha, using the tone of suspicion, said slowly, "He escaped from Azkaban to hunt me down, didn't he? He came to me to avenge Voldemort, didn't he? ”

“That's right, that's it.” Professor Lupin's expression was somewhat unnatural, and his subconscious escaped Harry's gaze.

“But it certainly isn't the whole truth, and I can feel you hiding something that you didn't tell me!” Harry continues to watch Professor Lupin.

“Nothing...”

“Professor, I'm not a child anymore!” Harry suddenly said out loud, "You once told me that you were a friend of my father's and that you were very familiar with Blake, and you must know something! Why would Blake kill me? Why do you want me to stop looking for him? ”

After hearing Harry's words, Professor Lupin was silent for a while.

“Harry, there's something I shouldn't have told you. I don't deserve that. ”

“So you kept it from me alone and didn't say anything, as if I were a fool!” Harry took a deep breath and said in a lost, sad tone, "Professor, as soon as the psychedelic approached me, I saw and heard something, you know? ”

Professor Lupin shook his head and looked worried.

“I could hear my mother scream, hear her pleading with Voldemort. If you hear my mom screaming like that, and she's about to get killed, you won't forget.” Harry's eyes are red, “I can feel it, Professor, my parents' death must have something to do with Blake! Malfoy once said to me," If I were you, I'd choose revenge, and I'd find him myself! "”

“Harry, Malfoy's talking nonsense...” Hermione worried.

“No, he definitely knows.” Harry shouted out loud and looked back at Professor Lupin, "Please, Professor, tell me the truth, for my parents! ”

Professor Lupin's face was also very sad. Harry's words touched him tremendously. He looked at Harry as if he had seen his old friend James.

“I need to talk to you alone, Harry!” Lupin sighed and said, "You're right, we shouldn't keep it from you. If Jaime's son doesn't know about Sirius Black, Jaime will be very disappointed. ”

Lupin led Harry to his office, and Ivan, Hermione, and Ron stood in the dark hallway, looking at the shadows of both of them, worried.

“Evan, what would Professor Lupin say to Harry?” Hermione asked.

“Anything is possible about his parents' past.” Ivan thought about it, wondering how much Lupin was going to tell Harry, and feared that Harry wouldn't be excited.

“Well, you can wait in the public lounge, Harry, and I always feel something's wrong.” Hermione said in an uncertain tone, "Me and Ron are going to Hogsmeade to buy everybody a Christmas present. ”

“I'm going to find the spots!” Just now a silent Ron suddenly said that his voice was very monotonous.

“Ron?!” Hermione wanted to tell Ron not to worry about his rat, the spots would go back on their own.

But when she saw Ron, she hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

Because of Crookshanks, her position in dealing with spots is very embarrassing.

“I'm going to find the spots!” Ron repeated it again, and regardless of Ivan's and Hermione's reactions, he never went back to the tower.

In the light of the torch, his long back appeared extremely shady and strange.

Ivan frowned and looked at Ron. The other party's performance reality today was too unusual. Whether facing Snape or Professor Lupin, he was too calm and not at all the same as Ron he normally knew.

And how did Ron know that parchment was a living map?!

“What the hell is going on with Ron?!” Hermione was surprised to say, "I can't go to Hogsmeade alone, there's so much to buy, I can't get it! ”

“If you have no objection, I can accompany you, Hermione.” Ivan suggested.

“No, Ivan, you'll be discovered by the professors. ”

“I don't think so. I've been there many times, and I'm very familiar with Hogsmeade's shop, just be careful not to get noticed by Felch.” Ivan took the bag in his handbag, "and Harry's invisible coat was still with me. ”

“But...”

Hermione hesitated, knowing that Ivan had indeed been to Hogmord many times before, and that Ivan did not have to worry about Sirius Black and the Dementor compared to Harry.

Since there was no danger and the professors would not find themselves, there seemed to be no real reason to object.

While this may violate school rules, Hermione doesn't care as much as she did when she first started school, and she doesn't know how many school rules she has violated in the past two years.

deep in Hermione's heart, there is also an unspeakable feeling.

She hoped Ivan would accompany herself to Hogsmeade, especially on Christmas Eve.

“I passed through the secret passage behind the One-Eyed Witch statue on the fourth floor, Hermione.” Ivan said in a relaxed tone, "That secret passage leads to Honeyduke's Sweetshop, where you can wait for me, see you later! ”

Ivan left the hall and quickly walked behind the One-Eyed Witch statue on the fourth floor, looking up at the front and rear of the corridor, none but him.

“Separate left and right!” Evan gently knocked on the rock witch.

The hunchback of the statue opens immediately and is large enough to allow a slightly thin person to enter.

Ivan crawled his head forward into that hole, and then advanced into it.

He preferred the wider corridor behind the mirror on the fifth floor to this narrow secret corridor, which he had been passing to Hogsmeade through the previous semester.

But just a few days before the beginning of the school year, Fred and George told him that the secret passage had collapsed and was completely blocked. Now inside the castle leads to Hogsmeade, and this is the only secret passage that Felch has left.

Ivan slipped a long way forward, like a stone slide, and then he hit a cold, damp land.

He stood up and looked around, surrounded by dark.

“Fluorescent flashes!” Ivan raised his wand.

The tunnel bends in front of you and is no different from the tunnel of a rabbit.

Ivan walked in a hurry, falling and tripping from time to time due to uneven ground, and he held the wand in front of him all the way.

About an hour later, Ivan walked to the foot of a broken stone step that stretched all the way up to where he couldn't see it.

He took a break, gasped heavily and began to climb up. Levels 100 and 200, Evan climbed the edge and focused entirely on his feet, about 3,000 years later, he coldly hit something hard.

It was a floor door, and Ivan pushed open the door and climbed out.

He had just climbed out of the floor door and smelled a thick smell of blood, like a body hidden in a cellar.