Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"What's wrong, Ron?"

Harry saw that his good friend seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth several times without making a sound, he couldn't help but ask.

"Well, actually I--" Ron struggled, but couldn't say anything in the middle of the conversation.

To be honest, Ron is still a boy who values ​​friendship, and Maca is indeed a good friend who doesn't talk much but is worth making.

After all, being able to copy his homework is really enough buddy!He didn't want to doubt Maca at all.

Although he was indeed on that day, he saw Maca leaving behind that corner.It was only a moment, but he was so familiar with Maca's robe, which was always hiding a lot of things. It was absolutely impossible to admit his mistake.

"...No, nothing. I just think they can believe everything! They doubt you, Harry." Ron paused, changing the dull tone just now.

The crowd gradually thinned out, and they were finally able to climb the stairs effortlessly.

"Do you really think there is a secret room?" Ron turned his head and asked Hermione.

"I don't know," she said, frowning, "Dumbledore can't cure Mrs. Lorice, which makes me think that the guy who attacked it might not be—oh—not a human."

While talking, they walked around the corner and found that they had come to the corridor where the attack occurred.

Immediately, they saw about twenty spiders crawling in a panic on the window sill, as if eager to get out of a small crack in the glass.A long silver wire hung down like a rope, and it seemed that they had hurried up through this wire and fled out the window.

Ron was taken aback. He always hated spiders, especially the way they crawled quickly.

Hermione giggled.

"What's so funny," Ron said angrily. "You know, when I was three years old, Fred turned my-my teddy bear into a toy because I broke his toy broomstick. Ugly big spider! If you have had an experience like mine, you would not like them. If you are holding your teddy bear, suddenly it has many legs and..."

He had a cold fight and couldn't continue, and Hermione was obviously still holding back a laugh.

Harry thought they had better not talk about it, and hurriedly said, "Remember the water on the ground? Where did it come from? Someone dragged the floor."

They walked over, looked at the ground, and then at the door beside them.

"Can't go in," Ron's hand was scalded by the doorknob. "It's the girls' bathroom."

"Oh, Ron, there won't be anyone in there," Hermione said.She stood up straight and came over, "This is the site of the crying myrtle. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

She ignored the big sign that said "fault" and opened the door.

Myrtle is a ghost, and not very popular.She has a bad temper, always hiding in this bathroom and crying, and she used to pour cold water on girls who broke in by mistake.

But in general, it's just because of inexplicable low self-esteem.

Harry and the others went in and asked a few words, but Myrtle was obviously unwilling to talk more. After answering the wrong questions, she slipped into the toilet and splashed all of them.

Unfortunately, they had just exited the girls' bathroom, but they ran into Ron's brother Percy.

Unlike Ron, Percy has excellent academic performance and always likes to show off his prefect badge to his brother.In school, he is always serious-he thinks he should not care about personal affairs.

For example, he deducted 5 points from Gryffindor.

In the common room that evening, Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat as far away from Percy as possible.Ron’s mood has been very bad recently. While doing his magic homework,

When he absently took out the magic war and wanted to remove those stains, he unexpectedly lit the parchment.Ron was so angry that there was a flame in his heart, and he snapped his "Standard Spell Level Two".

But to Harry's surprise, Hermione also closed the book hard.

"But who could this be?" she whispered. "Who wants to drive people from Hogwarts out of Hogwarts?"

"Maybe it's Malfoy!" Ron said casually.

He lowered his head, making it difficult to see his eyes.And Hermione looked at him, although there was some suspicion on her face, there was so much approval in her heart.

"You mean—"

"Of course it is him!" Ron said more and more vigorously, and suddenly raised his head to look at Hermione, "You heard him say,'Next is you, Mudblood!' In fact, you just have to look at him. With an ugly mouse face, I knew it was him—"

Upon hearing this, Harry also closed the book.

"Look at their family! Their whole family is in Slytherin, and he often shows off this to others-they are probably descended from Slytherin. His father is evil enough..."

"They may have held the key to the secret room for centuries!" Seeing Harry also agreed, Ron's eyes flickered, but his tone became firmer, "Passing down from generation to generation, father to son... "

"Yes," Hermione said cautiously, "I think it's possible..."

"Then how do we prove it?" Harry said pessimistically.

"Maybe there is a way," Hermione said slowly, and hurriedly glanced at Percy across the room, lowering her voice lower. "Of course, it's not easy to do, and it's dangerous, very dangerous! We! Probably violated fifty school rules."

"Say it! What is it?" Ron asked impatiently.

"Well, it's okay to tell you now." Hermione said calmly. "All we need to do is to enter the Slytherin common room and ask Malfoy a few questions without letting him recognize us."

"It's impossible," Harry said, and Ron also showed a bored expression.

"No, it's possible," Hermione said. "We just need some compound decoctions."

"What is that?" Ron and Harry asked in unison.

"A few weeks ago, Snape mentioned in class—"

Hermione said, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Earlier than that, in the last semester... I saw it in Maca's Potions Notes..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was almost inaudible.

"Oh, Maca..." Ron repeated, but didn't say another word.

Harry cautiously said: "Really...I mean, don't you really ask Maca? Let's talk about this without talking about the secret room first-um-compound decoction, I should ask Maca to compare Ok?"

He waited for a while, seeing that both of them had been silent all the time, and the doubt on his face grew even worse.

"You...what's wrong with Maca?" Harry couldn't help but asked directly.

"No, it's nothing, I just think... Is Maca a little too withdrawn recently..." Ron hesitated.

Hermione pursed her mouth, glanced at Ron, and whispered, "Harry, don't ask for it. I'll go to Maca to ask about the compound decoction tomorrow..."

But for the next few days, Hermione never found a chance—she rarely even saw Maca.

In the end, they had to go to Lockhart and ask for a signed note for borrowing books in the restricted area—in fact, Lockhart was willing to sign his name anywhere.

"So, Harry," Lockhart said when Hermione folded the note clumsily and put it in her school bag. "Tomorrow is the first Quidditch game of the season, right? Gryffin. Multiple teams against Slytherin, right?"

"I heard that you performed very well in training-I was also a seeker back then. They wanted me to run for the national team, but I would rather devote my life's energy to destroying the underworld... But if you feel you need to start Xiao Zao, do not hesitate to come to me. I am always happy to pass on my experience to players who are not very capable!"

Harry grumbled vaguely in his throat, and hurriedly followed Ron and Hermione away.

"I can't believe it," said Harry when the three of them carefully studied the signatures on the note. "He didn't even see what book we wanted!"

"Because he is a brainless idiot," Ron said, "Follow him! Anyway, what we want is already available."

"He's not a foolish fool." Hermione frowned as they trot towards the library.

If there is no Maca, Hermione's attitude is definitely more than this at this time, perhaps more fanatical.After all, she was one of Lockhart's followers.But right now, she really didn't have the time to deal with so much, and she just said something.

There are so many worries recently!

Soon, they ran to the library to borrow a book called "Powerful Potion", and then hurriedly went to the ladies' bathroom of Myrtle.

...

At 11 o'clock on Saturday, the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin began.

At this time, Maca was also sitting in the viewing seat.He didn't want to come, but Luna seemed to be very interested in Quidditch-she just pulled Maca to the Ravenclaw's audience.

He looked at Luna's excited look, and in his heart that had no emotion left, he felt that it would be good to accompany her once.

It was a hot and humid weather, with faint thunder in the sky, making everyone feel that it would definitely rain for a while.

Before long, the game began.

Malfoy straddled his brand new light wheel 2001, shuttled back and forth under Harry, seeming to show off the speed of his broomstick.

But not long after, a heavy black wandering ball suddenly flew towards him!

Harry barely avoided it by a few millimeters, and he even felt the ball flutter his hair as it flew by.

Maca took out his magic wand, pointed it in his eyes, and muttered a few words in a low voice.Suddenly, the angle of view was quickly zoomed in, and he clearly saw the situation Harry was facing at this time.

"Is... the house elf?" Maca secretly asked.