Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Senior Ivan, is this the Gryffindor Tower?” Ioan Abercrombie asked, curiously gauging around.

Along the way, he felt his eyes were not enough. Hogwarts Castle was huge, and there were all sorts of strange things and magic inside, which were fresh to him, as were the other freshmen of the first grade.

They were all around Ivan, and they kept asking that, and there wasn't a moment to stop.

Ron got tired of it a long time ago, and the little ones gave him a headache.

The superior not only has the right to punish others, but also a responsibility, which he is not prepared to assume, and which needs to be honed.

Hermione, however, was a very thorough and diligent answer, almost repeating the original words of the book.

However, she may have said too professionally, a lot of things, the freshmen didn't understand much, and listened to a whistle.

Only Ivan here, all explanations are common and understandable, not deep or shallow just right.

In fact, when it comes to deep and shallow issues, only one can understand it if one feels it, and one cannot listen to everyone else, otherwise it is like a pony crossing a river.

Evan is talking about something very shallow, popularizing some basic common sense, but these are enough for the newcomers.

They thought Ivan was good, and they thought he was good at these things.

In addition, newcomers are happy to get in touch with Ivan.

What surprised Yuan most was that Ivan's temper was really great, almost question-and-answer, and friendly.

You know, he heard bad things about Ivan until he got here. Bad impression of him.

On the train, someone showed him the Daily Prophet from some time ago, and it was filled with all sorts of articles that said bad things about Evan and Harry, telling him to be careful with Griffindor, be careful with Evan and Harry, and don't get in touch with them and stay away from them as far as possible.

Look, they're actually making rumors that Voldemort is back, trying to create chaos.

In Euan's mind, Evan has become a fool, a liar, a magician who knows nothing of the heavens and the earth, who bullies others for pleasure, but when he sees it with his own eyes, he finds it totally different, totally two extremes.

Ivan's attitude had shown everything, brief contact, and everyone had a crush on him.

Especially that powerful power is even more admirable, not to mention the magic that they don't understand in the auditorium, is that on the third floor, they meet a pimpy ghost to bully other students, they all know from other people, it is a difficult ghost, joyful to bully students with pranks, not afraid of heaven or earth.

But after seeing Ivan, Pippi turned around and ran away.

“Yeah, this is the Gryffindor Tower, and this is the fat woman, the manager of the Gryffindor Public Lounge Gate, who has always done her duty, very seriously, and you can only enter the Public Lounge with the right password.” Evan was happy to introduce the first-year students around him and turn around and look at the portraits of fat women, "Good evening, fat women, these are the freshmen of the year! ”

“Hello, Ivan, I heard them say that they chose you as the head of the boy. Congratulations!” The fat woman was pleased to say that it seemed a very honorable thing to talk to Ivan about erasing the crease on her pink satin dress.

I don't know if Ivan's due diligence made her special and friendly.

“Thank you, it's the principal's trust in me. By the way, the password is Mibu Mibu!” Ivan continued.

“That's right.” The fat lady said her portrait suddenly opened to them like a door, revealing a round hole in the wall.

“Remember the passwords, and if they are replaced, the superiors will notify you first.” Hermione said.

“If you forget, you'll have to spend the night in the corridors!” Ivan climbed in first.

The Gryffindor common lounge looks as pleasant as it used to be, a round room in the tower filled with worn, loose and soft armchairs and swaying old tables, and the fireplace lit a blaze.

Ivan thought that his performance in the auditorium would make the whole of Griffindor so loud that Fred and George would certainly not let go of the opportunity to organize a school party, and he was leading the freshmen back to meet them.

But no, the atmosphere in the public lounge is particularly cool.

In this chilling atmosphere, with a hint of tension and anxiety, Harry, Fred, George, Colin and Neville stood on one side near the men's dormitory stairs, while the others stood on the other side, confronting each other.

“What happened?” Ivan's stuck, “why are you all standing here? ”

He looked around, and few dared to look at him.

Evan's past experiences, as well as the powerful magic he just used in the auditorium, are still fresh in his memory.

“Nothing, Harry and Simo had a little bit of a contradiction.” Fred said, "We persuaded you! ”

“It's not a big deal.” George followed and waved, "everyone split up. ”

“This is no small thing.” Dean Thomas said immediately, "Simo's mother almost kept him from going back to Hogwarts. ”

His voice just dropped and the atmosphere suddenly became particularly nervous.

“But why?” Hermione said strangely, walking next to Ivan.

“The Daily Prophet, her mother believed the bullshit it said.” Harry said furiously.

Dean and Simo are both his roommates. He doesn't want to argue with so many people in front of him and them here, to be seen joking, pointed at by others. Until tonight, he thought he had a good relationship with them. Even if he wasn't as good as Evan and Ron, he was a close friend. At least he thought so.

But what just happened upset Harry's perception.

He was aggressively questioned about what had happened on that night six months earlier, although Harry had told them the truth more than once, and no one believed that they only wanted to know what they wanted to happen.

Hermione once said that time would make them accept Voldemort's return, but it didn't.

Everyone wondered about the return of Voldemort, and even though it had been digested for a long time last semester, it was hard to believe that when they returned home for the summer vacation, influenced by media such as parents, those around them and the Daily Prophet, they all felt that Ivan and Harry were lying and that Voldemort could never be resurrected.

Distrust is brewing and finally bursts into silence.

They didn't dare ask Ivan, they could only think of Harry as a breakthrough...