harry potter book of crimes

"Oh...is it Silly Baby Potter?"

When Harry found Peeves in the library, he saw that he had moved the magic books from several bookshelves and stacked them in the open space in the middle to form a throne. In the rest of the place, there were more

So many books were thrown everywhere, it looked like a storm had just swept through.

Peeves himself was sitting on the back of the "throne" chair, looking a little depressed.

"Uh, Peeves? What's wrong with you? This is the first time I've seen you looking so listless?"

To be honest, there are not many people in school who like Peeves, including Fred and George. This is precisely because Peeves' pranks are so frequent that they are annoying, and sometimes they are dangerous.

In Hogwarts, Peeves is the most perfect combination of humor and malice. It represents an indestructible spirit of chaos. It was born from the pressure of teachers and students of all generations and exists with this magic school.

However, even though it seems to have endless energy and wants to harass everyone it sees, it obviously has weaknesses. One is that it is afraid of Slytherin's ghost Barrow; and the other is that it is always in awe of the past.

Dumbledore.

Oh, okay! Now that Maka's name is used, maybe it can be frightened as well.

But now, Harry felt like he had found Peeves' real weakness.

"Slouching? Peeves?"

Peeves, who was sitting high on top of the pile of books, glanced at Harry and said weakly:

"Maybe! Because look, even if I made the library like this, no one would be so angry about it... This is simply a humiliation for Peeves!"

"Well, are you feeling a little lonely?" Harry looked at the messy library and shook his head helplessly, "If that's the case, then why don't you go out with everyone...

…Um, study tour?”

"To put it lightly!" Peeves stretched lazily and yawned, "Peeves will not leave here... Of course, there is actually no way to leave. Otherwise, you think Peeves

Why don't you go outside the school and tease more fools?"

At this point, it seemed to feel even more bored, and suddenly picked up the magic books one by one, and threw them at Harry with his bow.

"Don't run! Silly Potter, stand up straight and let Peeves give you a good smash! Hahahaha"

Seeing Harry running away with his head in his arms, Peeves seemed to have found some fun again and laughed loudly. But after knocking Harry out of the library, Peeves suddenly sat back down with a slumped face.

Reaching the back of its "throne" chair, he held his chin and continued to stare blankly.

"Hey, it's just Potter... so boring."

"Oh, I thought that even Peeves would be less boring as long as there was someone who looked like a human being by his side. But now it seems that Peeves really can't be counted among them.

.”

That is, when Harry left the library out of boredom and walked downstairs, rubbing the back of his head that had been hit by a magic book, he suddenly saw a person flying towards him from a distance at the window.

Dark shadow.

"Is someone coming again?" Harry quickly moved to the window, holding the edge of the window and looking into the air, "What is that...oh, is it a carriage?"

Yes, it was at this moment that a carriage was approaching from far and near in the sky. The carriage was pulled by two strong Pegasus. When they stretched their wings and glided in the wind, they were very fast.

As the carriage got closer, Harry saw a coat of arms on the black carriage. The mysterious pattern of gold patterns on a black background, a hexagram, goat horns and a wand was printed on it, which he had never seen before.

Especially on the side of the erect wand, the narrow blue eyes give people a thrilling illusion just by taking a glance at them.

Although the carriage is still gliding in the air and has not slowed down early, it is undoubtedly a guest visiting Hogwarts.

After all, it seems that the only building nearby is Hogwarts Castle.

Therefore, as soon as Harry saw someone coming again, he quickly quickened his pace and hurried towards the school gate.

A few minutes later, Harry came to the school gate quickly and happened to see the carriage landing. Soon, two wizards he didn't know got out of the carriage.

"Hello?" Harry said with some confusion from across the school gate, "Sorry, it might be rude to talk through the door. But I believe you two understand that the current situation requires us to be more cautious... Well, may I ask you two

Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, yes, we can understand." The other party nodded slightly outside the iron gate, "So please allow me to introduce myself first. I am Norman Witt, and I am Charlotte's father. I want to

You should know my daughter?"

"Ah! Miss Witte's father?" When Harry heard this, his eyes widened in surprise, and then he quickly said, "I'm sorry... Yes, of course I know her. She has been working as the principal's assistant since graduation.

But...Sir, if you are here to see her, I think she is not in school right now..."

"No, no," Norman said, shaking his head immediately after hearing this, "Although I actually want to see Charlotte, this time, I'm not here for her."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and then continued:

"In fact, on behalf of our Witte family, I came to Mr. McClain to talk about some very important things... Well, didn't you know he was in there?"

"Looking for Maka?"

After Harry heard this, he immediately shook his head:

"No, he's not here either, sir. If you have something to say to him, maybe I can tell it to him when he comes back?"

"Not here?" When Norman heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, seeming a little anxious, "Well, then I'll wait here... Oh no, I think I'd better go find him directly! This classmate, you know him

Where have you gone now?"

Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, then shrugged and said:

"I was a little stupid... If he wasn't in London at this time, where else could he go? Classmate, I'm sorry to bother you, I'll just..."

"Oh, please wait a moment!"

Norman wanted to say goodbye to Harry and then turned back to the carriage. But before he could finish speaking, Harry stopped him and moved closer to the door.

"Mr. Witte, may I ask what happened in London?"

Since Kingsley was quite evasive before, and Maka didn't give any relevant explanation in the message, Harry was almost completely ignorant of the situation outside.

Now that he had finally caught a living person, how could he resist asking questions?

However, he did not expect that the middle-aged wizard who claimed to be Charlotte's father seemed to be less willing to elaborate on the situation in London than Kingsley.

"Well...it's just a strange thick fog," Norman forced a smile, "Of course, this fog is very strange and very dangerous. Classmate, it's good for you to stay in Hogwarts...

…”

As he was speaking, he seemed to have thought of some situations in the black market, and suddenly turned around and said:

"Oh, although you may be worried about your friends, remember not to go there no matter what. Okay, we have to leave now!"

Having said that, Norman, together with the old steward who had never spoken, boarded the carriage again, and left with the sound of the howling wind, pulled by the Pegasus.

Harry looked at the carriage that came and left in a hurry, and couldn't help but stand there in shock for a while.

"Worried about your friends?"

Norman walked so fast that he didn't have time to continue asking. But as soon as he heard the word "friends", Harry immediately thought of Ron and Hermione, and then he thought of his most beloved friends.

Ginny.

"They..." Harry thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "No, they can't be in London. Haven't everyone already gone on that 'study tour'?"

…

At the moment when Harry felt a little hesitant and worried about the whereabouts of Hermione and others, he didn't know that Hermione and the four of them had indeed encountered a big trouble.

In a certain street in London's underground black market, Hermione and others, who had been running away repeatedly, were finally driven into a dead end by a few wizards who were more familiar with the terrain.

Seeing the wizards and wizards approaching them step by step, Ron couldn't help but shouted and asked:

"Who are you? Why are you chasing us?"

In fact, during the previous fierce escape, Hermione and the others also discovered something was wrong. Because although they did not know how many people got off the carriage at that time, it was obviously more than the number of people who were surrounding them now.

There are far fewer of these wizards.

Looking at the nearly ten adult wizards approaching here, all four of them held up their wands in their right hands and held the stone slab tightly in their left hands, assuming a posture of being ready.

But during Ron's questioning, none of the wizards on the other side said anything. They just looked here coldly, and continued to approach without saying a word, with all the wands pointing directly at the four of them.

direction.

Before long, Hermione knew that they had no way out, because her back was already pressed against the cold wall at the end of the alley.

Obviously, they cannot continue in this stalemate.

"Protection."

Suddenly, Hermione lowered her voice and said something to the three friends around her. At that moment, the other three people who had been mentally prepared immediately cooperated with her, raised the slate in their left hands and stood at a fixed position.

Go up.

They have practiced this combination many times. Although it is not the latest magic combination that Hermione has studied, it is better than familiarity.

The next moment, the magic inscriptions on the four stone slabs in their hands suddenly lit up with a faint blue light, and an invisible magic barrier immediately formed around the four of them.

Then, Hermione said again:

"attack!"