He was so angry that he wanted to tear Malfoy and Bernie into pieces.
Ron's condition was in serious trouble. Pansy Parkinson, played by Hermione, quickly attracted Malfoy's attention and stepped on Ron at the same time. "By the way, Draco, people have been spreading rumors about Potter recently."
The boy is the heir of Slytherin..."
"Fart!" Bernie looked excited and refuted quickly: "How is this possible?"
Goyle, played by Harry, was a little excited when he heard Bernie's words, but then said: "But everyone says that wizards like Potter who can speak Parseltongue are the real descendants of Slytherin."
"Come on, Goyle, I don't believe that Potter's stupid brain knows how to open the Chamber of Secrets," Malfoy said lazily.
Although this sentence clearly mocked Harry's intelligence, he was very happy.
It turns out that not only the good brothers around me believe in me, but even my long-time rival also has great trust in me.
"Draco, you have great powers," Harry said with a hint of sincerity in his tone, "You must know who is behind all this, right?"
"How many times have I told you," Malfoy said very impatiently, "I don't know what the Chamber of Secrets is all about. My father's knowledge of the Chamber of Secrets also comes from rumors. The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened was 50 years ago. It is said that someone killed
I killed a mudblood girl, I hope I can kill the know-it-all this time."
"It's what I thought," Bernie agreed with Malfoy. "That mudblood is annoying as hell. Every time I see her chattering mouth, I want to go up and slap her."
"Pansy" was so angry that her lips trembled. She didn't expect Malfoy and Bernie to be so vicious. It took all her energy to control her urge to open their heads.
Slytherin prefect Donna suddenly appeared at this moment, holding two sets of papers in her hands.
"Goyle and Crabbe," she said in a cold voice, "Professor McGonagall told me that you two didn't listen well in class and didn't write papers after class. Give me a reason."
Harry and Ron were so frightened that the real Goyle and Crabbe were forced into a bathroom stall, and they had to make up excuses to get past them.
Before the words were spoken, Malfoy stood up for his two younger brothers, "I mean, Miss Prewett, it's just a few papers, there's no need to be aggressive, right?"
Donna Prewett snorted coldly and looked evilly, "The two of them got three T's last year. If they don't work hard this year, they will have to repeat the grade for a year according to Hogwarts regulations."
She handed the papers in her hand to the two of them, "This Christmas, finish these papers and I will check them when you come back."
"Goyle" and "Crabbe" haven't come back to their senses yet, but they just kept talking. Donna glanced at the two of them with disgust, thinking that they were not satisfied with her request, "If you two don't complete it seriously,
I'll go find Professor Snape, and then it won't be as simple as two sets of papers."
"Miss Prewett, I heard you talking about me?" A light voice sounded, and as several people turned around, Snape's figure appeared in their field of vision.
"Professor Snape..." Donna jumped up and betrayed Goyle and Crabbe without hesitation.
Harry and Ron's palms were sweating, and their hearts jumped into their throats. What was Snape, an old bat, doing in the common room when he wasn't staying in the office?
Snape seemed to have guessed what they were thinking, "I just came to the common room to explain the meeting time tomorrow morning, but I didn't expect to hear this sad news."
Harry held his breath and met Snape's eyes. There was no emotion in Furui's eyes. Harry panicked and quickly lowered his head.
"Let me state in advance that Slytherin House does not accept repeaters." Snape's eyes lingered on the faces of "Goyle" and "Crabbe", as if he wanted to burn a big hole in their faces, "If you insist
If you repeat the grade, I will explain the situation to Principal Dumbledore and persuade you to leave."
The two of them and Hermione pretending to be Pansy didn't dare to say anything at all.
Snape noticed from the corner of his eye that Goyle's school robe was gradually shriveling up, and then noticed that the bridge of his nose, which was originally a regular face, was slightly raised and seemed to be more pointed than before.
His eyebrows furrowed together, and Gore's body changes were not obvious. He stared at it for a long time before he was sure that he was not delusional.
Snape pursed his lips tightly and said, "Goyle and Crabbe, come out with me."
Ron and Harry felt a burning sensation, and the Polyjuice Potion was about to lose its effectiveness, and he was worried.
As soon as he left the common room, he was pushed against the wall by a huge force, Snape's greasy hair hung around Harry's face, and his wand was pressed hard against his chest.
Snape smiled proudly, "Tell me, where is the real Goyle hidden?"
"What are you talking about..." As soon as Harry opened his mouth, he found that his voice had returned to its original state. He hurriedly shut up but it was too late. Snape was very familiar with his voice.
"Potter!" Snape was a little in disbelief. He originally thought that the pretender was the mastermind behind the Chamber of Secrets incident who came to the Slytherin common room to check out, but to his surprise, it turned out to be Harry.
Ron on the side was very loyal and stayed in place without moving until the polyjuice potion completely expired, completely exposing his transformed face to Snape's sight.
Hermione, who was trapped in the common room, was not spared and her identity was discovered.
"You damn Mudblood! What are you doing in our Slytherin lounge?" Bernie gritted his teeth. Unexpectedly, Hermione heard what he and Malfoy had said before, and she became quite annoyed. She raised her foot and walked towards Hermione.
Min stepped on it.
"Hiss..." Hermione exclaimed softly. She was extremely annoyed. If Donna and Snape hadn't suddenly appeared and delayed the time, they could have escaped unscathed.
"Mr. Selwyn," Donna crossed her arms, "enough is enough. Bullying classmates is not a noble behavior."
Hermione raised her head, with a bit of disbelief. The Slytherin she had always hated actually spoke for her?
"You two go back to the dormitory," she ordered, ignoring the ugly looks on Bernie and Malfoy's faces. "You are no longer needed here. I will hand her over to Professor Snape."
Before leaving, Bernie couldn't help but give Hermione another kick. She curled up into a shrimp shape due to the pain.
The next moment, Donna's cold voice reached the ears of everyone present, "I will tell Professor Snape and Mr. Selwyn exactly what I did about this kick."
Bernie gave Donna a fierce look and followed Malfoy out of the lounge.
"Follow me, Miss Granger." Donna stepped forward and grabbed Hermione, and the refreshing scent of perfume filled the tip of Hermione's nose, fragrant and fragrant.
Fifty points were deducted from each person, plus a week of voluntary labor, and the three Harrys accepted these punishments.
After leaving the principal's office, the three of them were escorted to Gryffindor Tower by Snape.
Seeing Snape's dark figure disappear into the night, the three of them began to discuss with confidence.
"Who do you think the heir of Slytherin is?" Harry and his two companions walked up the stairs. "I didn't expect Malfoy to know."
Hermione thought for a moment and shook her head, "But at least we have eliminated one error, haven't we? And we are also sure that the Chamber of Secrets is real. I think our work will be much easier in the future."
As she spoke, she covered her abdomen, and the place where Bernie Selwyn kicked her still felt burning pain.
"You think...could it be Lockhart?" Ron boldly assumed in front of Hermione, "I remember he was there when Mrs. Norris was killed, and he was also there the night Mrs. Pince and Ginny were injured.
There is no alibi."
"This is impossible!" Hermione said decisively, "Why would Professor Lockhart do this? He is famous and rich, and he went to Hogwarts to restart the Chamber of Secrets with nothing to do?"
"Then could you please explain why Lockhart came to Hogwarts to teach?" Ron asked. Seeing Hermione stuttering and unable to answer, he felt that he had discovered something wrong.
"I know the answer," Harry raised his hand. "Professor McGonagall said he came to teach for my sake. Lockhart thought that teaching a 'famous' student like me would give him more bragging rights."
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"Oh my God," Hermione said with great frustration, "Why do you just refuse to accept Professor Lockhart? What's wrong with him?"
Harry couldn't answer this question. Thinking from an objective perspective, Lockhart didn't seem to have any shortcomings worth hating. Was he narcissistic? Harry didn't think this was a big problem.
The three of them headed upstairs in silence. Hermione was very angry with Ron's attitude and did not intend to communicate with him anymore.
Harry recalled the way Snape looked at him tonight, and felt that he had found the answer to his last question.
He hated Lockhart because of his eyes. The corners of his mouth were obviously wide open, giving people a bright and sunny smile, but that smile did not reach straight to the bottom of his heart. His eyes were as emotionless as Snape's.
Harry, who had been fostered in his aunt's house since he was a child, was very sensitive to other people's eyes. Many times, his ability to observe words and expressions determined whether he could eat a piece of delicious raisin bread tonight - even though this was his cousin Dudley's daily meal.
Harry shook his head. He did not share this information with Hermione. He knew that Hermione would have a cold war with them if she heard the news. It was almost Christmas, and he did not want to have a stalemate with his friends.
All the students at Hogwarts left the school on time by special train the next morning and returned to London.
Joel updated his address with several friends so that they could mail Christmas gifts. On the first day back home, he prepared everyone's Christmas gifts and ordered Bobby the owl to distribute these gifts one by one before Christmas.
I just packed my bags and headed to Northern Europe.
From a geographical point of view, there are five countries in Northern Europe, Denmark, Norway, Sweden, Finland and Iceland. However, ancient books on astronomy and herbalism clearly state that "they" are located on a vast peninsula.
Across the sea to the south is another huge peninsula, and to the north is an extremely cold place.
Based on information speculation, Joel judged that the area where the ancient book was written was likely to be in Norway.
Joel used the same method as the last time he arrived in the Soviet Union, using the Disguise Spell to hide his body and take transportation to Oslo, the capital of Norway.
Affected by the prevailing westerly winds and coastal warm currents, the winter in Oslo is not cold, which makes Joel feel very comfortable. The pace of life here is surprisingly slow, everyone has a happy smile on their face, and life is comfortable and free.
He spent a whole day wandering around Oslo, and then, under the introduction of the tour guide, he climbed the towering Holmenkollen Mountain. This is a tourist resort that once hosted the Winter Olympics and is now full of ski resorts.
After climbing to the top of Holmenkollen Mountain, he could see the faint outline of the peninsula to the south through the mist. Knowing that he had found the right place, he simply camped on the mountain and camped out, planning to watch the stars at night to determine the specific location.
When the moon and stars were dim, Joel took out a brass telescope from his suitcase and looked at the stars in the sky to compare them with the star charts in the book in his hand.
After all, the star chart in the book was left over from thousands of years ago. Due to the limitations of the observation level at that time, Joel tried his best and failed to find the exact location. He could only take out the herbal medicine book for comparison. The book recorded,
There is a unique herb in the forest where "they" live, which they call "dream leaf grass". Local wizards use this herb to make high-concentration potions that can have a hypnotic and anesthetic effect.
Following closely, there is a simple drawing, which outlines the shape of the dream leaf grass. The rhizome is green, the branches and leaves are lavender, and the leaves seem to have pods, which are slightly protruding outwards.
He lowered his head and searched carefully, but found nothing. There were few people here, and the vegetation grew wildly over time. There were so many plants on the ground that it was impossible to tell whether there was Dreamleaf Grass among them.
As a last resort, Joel pulled out the system panel and spent 700 Galleons to improve the "Herbal Identification" ability in the Herbology column to master level.
It felt like the memory in his mind had been washed away over and over again by a flood that opened. Looking down now, Joel could identify the names and characteristics of every plant on the ground just by thinking about it. It can be called an automatic photo recognition machine.
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Ten minutes later, he found a dreamleaf plant under a towering tree.
Joel's grades in herbal medicine were pretty good, and with the blessing of the system, he would definitely not go wrong. He once again compared the simple drawings to confirm his discovery. The woods under his feet were not big, and he estimated that he could search through the woods in about a day.
He didn't expect that his trip to Northern Europe would go so smoothly. The only question now is whether there are any clues to the ancient secrets in the place where the ancient book was written.
This forest was far away from the ski resort on the hillside and was usually inaccessible. Joel didn't want to waste time to avoid long nights and nightmares, so he got in without saying a word.
He didn't plan to wait until summer vacation. Muggle development of tourist attractions was progressing faster and faster, and in half a year these woods might be razed to the ground.