Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Hermione frowned and said, "Short is a bit short, but the effect of Polyjuice Potion itself is this. What can I do?"

Harry shrank his neck and said no more.

"After we leave later, you three leave here first and hide them in another place." Glenn thought for a while and said.

"Why?" Ron asked in confusion, "This is Myrtle's bathroom. Is there any place safer than here?"

Glenn shook his head and said: "It's safe to be safe, but I have a suspicion. This is the second time that the secret room has been opened. Do you all know that?"

"I know." Harry nodded.

Glenn asked again: "So, when the secret room was last opened, a student lost his life, do you know that?"

The trio nodded again. Although they did not get the diary, since Hagrid was arrested in advance and made many inquiries, they have collected a lot of information about the secret room, including the murders of people, and the special information about Tom Riddle.

Contribution Award.

"Have you ever thought about who the girl who was killed was?" Glenn glanced at them and asked a question.

The three of them all looked confused and asked, "Who is it?"

"If I guess correctly..."

"That's me!" A flattered voice came from behind them, and the translucent ghost Myrtle floated near them at some point, with a nostalgic expression on her face.

Harry was startled and let out a strange cry.

"Can you stop being so elusive all the time..." Harry complained, clutching his chest, and was suddenly startled, "You mean, you are the victim of the Chamber of Secrets?!"

"Congratulations, you answered correctly!" Myrtle looked at him proudly, as if she was missing that moment, "Death, that was really an experience worth meeting..."

Everyone felt a chill, and they didn't expect that there would be people in this world who would miss the moment of their own death.

"No offense, Myrtle." Glenn looked up at Myrtle hovering in the air and said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Myrtle looked at him happily, as if she was happy to have someone ask her about it: "Of course, you can ask as many questions as you want."

"Is this where you were killed?" Glenn immediately asked the question he had prepared for a long time.

"Yes, this is it!" Myrtle excitedly turned around in mid-air and pointed to one of the compartments.

Glenn nodded and said, "That's true. If I guessed correctly, the entrance to the secret room should be in this bathroom, so I asked you to leave here in advance, just in case."

Only then did everyone come back to their senses and understand Glenn's intentions.

"Then let's hide in the empty classroom opposite. If you come back, we can meet up as soon as possible." Qiu thought for a while and said.

Myrtle wanted to continue talking, but Glenn had already arrived at the cubicle and pulled out a hair from Pansy and Shabini's heads.

"We have urgent matters, Myrtle. If you still want to talk about the story of your death, you can continue after we come back."

He said, throwing his hair into the two potions handed over by Hermione.

As the hair slowly sank into the liquid surface, the color of the potion immediately changed, and at the same time it made a sizzling sound and began to boil.

The reaction in the potion was very fast. In less than a second, the bubbling bubbles subsided and the color stopped changing.

The potion put into Pansy's hair turned into a lavender color. Although it was not clear whether it tasted good or not, it was at least not a bit stronger than the one used by Crabbe and Goyle.

As for Shabini's, it is an indescribable green, the green of Qingqing Prairie, a bit like the kind of vegetable puree made from green leafy vegetables such as spinach and rapeseed.

"Is this...drinkable?" Harry said hesitantly as he picked up the glass and looked at it.

"Stop talking nonsense and go!" Hermione pushed him hard into the compartment and stuffed a green Slytherin robe into his arms, which she specially stole from the laundry room.

Glenn also picked up the cup of lavender polyjuice potion.

Qiu came over with a smile and said in his ear in a voice that only he could hear: "There's nothing to hesitate about. It's not the first time you've dressed up as a girl anyway!"

Glenn glared at her, turned around, walked into the cubicle, and locked the door.

"It's boring?" Harry's voice came from next door.

"Just a big sip is enough." Glenn stopped, "Of course, if you like the taste, there's no problem in drinking it all."

Harry didn't answer. After a moment, there was a muffled sound, accompanied by the sound of the cup falling to the ground and breaking.

Glenn also poured half of the lavender potion in the cup into the toilet, then closed his eyes and imagined the image of Pansy Parkinson in his mind.

His appearance changed in the blink of an eye, and his body shape also changed with it. Glenn had long been accustomed to the pain caused by using the ability of the Disguise Magus, and he completed the transformation without even making a sound.

At this time, Harry's suppressed screams of pain continued to be heard from the next door.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Glenn asked loudly, pushing open the compartment door.

The screams gradually subsided, and Harry breathed heavily and replied: "It's...ok..."

Although he said he was fine, it still took him a long time to stand up and walk out of the cubicle with great effort.

"This dress seems a bit big." Hermione looked at the robes that Harry had changed into and said, "I took them according to the body types of Crabbe and Goyle."

"It doesn't matter."

Glenn pulled out his wand and waved it, and Harry's robes immediately fit him. He followed the same example, pointed at himself, and changed his Ravenclaw robes into a Slytherin girl's style.

"How does it feel to become Parkinson's, Glenn?" Ron glanced at Glenn's short skirt and asked with a smirk.

"There's half a cup left in my compartment, you can try it." Glenn put away his wand, pulled Harry, who was still out of breath, to the door, then turned back and said, "I'll leave this to you.

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"Okay." Qiu put on a serious face and nodded in agreement, "You should also pay attention to your own safety."

"Do you know where the Slytherin common room is?" Harry couldn't help but ask as he walked down the stairs.

"certainly."

Glenn called up the system light screen and turned on the map's automatic pathfinding function.

The two of them kept walking until they came to an empty, damp wall.

Since Percy had not been able to reach a romantic relationship with Penelo, there was naturally no mysterious date between them, so neither of them appeared near the Slytherin common room at this time.