harry potter book of crimes

"This is what my father left behind...it was once my father's thing."

Harry felt like the invisibility cloak was sliding between his fingers like running water. It was more delicate and lighter than silk, and it was almost weightless.

"Use it well" - remember what the note said.

He couldn't help but slide out of bed and put on this light invisibility cloak. When he lowered his head and looked down, he could only see wisps of moonlight falling on the ground in the darkness.

"Use it well?" Harry couldn't help but think again.

Yes, that's it! Suddenly, Harry's mind was clear--putting it on, the entire Hogwarts was completely open to him!

He stood in the darkness, surrounded by silence, and suddenly felt excited in his heart.

Wearing this invisibility cloak, he can go anywhere, anywhere! Filch will never be able to detect him.

Ron on the bed next to him muttered something in his sleep, and Harry turned his head to look at him. Should he wake him up? No, this is the invisibility cloak his father left for him - he felt that at least this first time, it should be

For your own use.

He wanted to know whether his father had once been wrapped in this invisibility cloak alone and explored around the huge Hogwarts Castle?

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but reach out and put on the hood of the invisibility cloak. He tiptoed out of the dormitory, walked down the stairs, passed through the common room, and crawled through the portrait hole.

"Who is it?" the fat woman in the painting asked in a daze.

Harry said nothing. He walked quickly down the corridor, trying not to make any noise.

Hogwarts in the middle of the night is completely different from that in the daytime, with a unique sense of mystery in its depth, which makes Harry, who grew up in the Muggle world, feel as if he has entered a castle in a magical story.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this a magical castle? Although this was not the first time he walked in the corridors of Hogwarts at night, when he put on the invisibility cloak, he found that this was

A completely different feeling than before.

He could calmly observe all the details within sight without being discovered by Filch who was patrolling the night.

"Where should we go to see it?" He stopped and thought until his heart was pounding wildly.

Suddenly, he remembered - the ** area of ​​the library! He could read to his heart's content there until he found out who Flamel was.

Harry wrapped the Invisibility Cloak tightly around his body again and then walked forward.

It was pitch dark inside the library, and almost nothing could be seen clearly. It was even more eerie and eerie than during the day.

Harry had to exit and confirm that Filch was not outside before lighting a lamp and carrying it through the rows of bookshelves. The lamp looked like it was suspended in mid-air, although Harry felt that he

He was holding it with his hands, but the sight still made the instigator feel horrified.

The ** area was in the deepest part of the library. Harry carefully stepped over the isolation rope that stretched halfway across his waist, raised the light and looked at the titles of the books.

However, he couldn't get any clue from the title of the book.

Those peeling, faded gilt letters spelled out words that Harry couldn't understand. And some books didn't even have titles at all.

There was a dark stain on one of the books. It looked like blood, which made Harry feel very scary.

Harry stood between the bookshelves and felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He felt that there were faint whispers coming from the books, as if the books knew that there was a person who should not be standing here.

Watch them furtively.

This may be his imagination, but it seems not.

Harry felt that he had to start somewhere, he couldn't just sit there in silence.

So, he carefully placed the lamp on the floor and looked along the bottom of the bookshelf, looking for a book that looked interesting.

He suddenly saw an eye-catching silver-gray book tightly held next to a large book with a dark green spine. The book was not very heavy, so Harry held it and opened the cover.

Suddenly, a blue and green light flashed slightly on the pages of the book, and they started turning by themselves.

Harry quickly pressed them down to stop them from making any noise. But the next moment, he saw several lines of words written on the edge of the page. He was familiar with this font - they were the same as those given by Maka.

The writing style in his Occlumency notebook is almost exactly the same.

This is Maka's handwriting! He has also been here and wrote down some notes on it.

This is the ** area! How did Maka get in? Does he also have a way to become invisible? Using himself to judge others, Harry guessed the correct answer almost in an instant by coincidence.

He tried to understand what Maka was here for through the notes left by Maka.

Unfortunately, Harry found that he knew every word in these lines, but when they were combined into sentences, he didn't know them at all.

He flipped through a few more pages, and finally had to put it back on the bookshelf with a disappointed look.

Suddenly, the large and thick dark green book next to him was accidentally knocked askew by him - the book looked too huge, and it was forcibly held on the bookshelf by the books next to it.

Seeing that the book was about to fall, Harry was startled. If it fell to the ground, it would probably completely break the silence around him!

He hurriedly moved forward, trying to take the heavy book into his hands——

"Hmm." Harry couldn't help but groan.

Fortunately, although there was a dull pain in the back of my hand from hitting the hard floor, at least it didn't make any noticeable noise.

After calming down for a while, Harry looked at the big book in his hand. It had a dark green rough cover and was surprisingly heavy. This made Harry feel deeply curious about it.

He carefully opened the cover and found that every page of this book was made of a kind of tight and delicate bark!

The edges of the pages are slightly yellowed, but it can be seen that they were originally off-white. Some of the parts about experimental records are quite straightforward, and even Harry can understand what they are talking about.

"The bloodline that transforms people? The bloodline of various magical creatures?"

Harry was frightened by the deformed human body illustrations inside. He staggered back a few steps and hurriedly closed the big book about weird magic.

On the dark green cover, its name is faintly written - "The Book of Druids", and in the lower right corner of the cover, the word "Merlin" is written boldly.

Harry might not be able to think of Nico Flamel at the moment, but the name "Merlin" is a famous wizard that even ordinary Muggles know!

He once appeared in the Muggle world, supported King Arthur, the eternal king in Celtic legend, guided him to obtain the world-famous Sword in the Lake, and unified the turbulent England.

Today, the Order of Merlin in the wizarding world was founded by Merlin. Every wizard will be excited to receive the medal awarded by him. Dumbledore has a first-class Order of Merlin medal.

Why did such a great wizard write such a frightening magic book? Pressing down the uneasiness in his heart, Harry opened the pages of the book again, he wanted to continue to look back.

Just then, he heard regular footsteps coming from outside the library. Was it Filch?

He hurriedly extinguished the lantern on the floor, and then carefully stuffed the book into its original position, making sure that it wouldn't fall down.

Nothing had been gained yet, but he knew he had to go.

When Filch dragged his heavy steps past him, he even felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Harry realized that he might have seen the light or some other reason, and was looking around with a frown on his face.

Check.

While Filch walked slowly inside, Harry quietly left the library. Before leaving, he glanced at the ** area - he would come back again.

"You should have woken me up," Ron said angrily.

"You can come tonight, I also want to read the book." Harry said, "This is a big secret about Merlin, and I haven't found out who Nick Flamel is yet!"

"About that big secret," Ron said, "it sounds interesting, bloodline transformation? Maybe we can become as powerful as giants!"

"Why don't you eat some bacon or something?"

Harry felt a little bit out of appetite. He didn't expect that there were so many secrets hidden in the ** area!

What did Maka write in that book? Is Merlin really as respectable as rumored? Who is Nick Flamel? What is that big dog guarding? Why did Snape steal it?

?

There were more and more things that puzzled him, which made him feel a little anxious.

When the invisibility cloak was used for the second time, because Ron was also covered in it, it was very inconvenient to move, so they walked much slower.

"It's so cold at night in winter!" Ron complained softly, "Why don't we stop looking and go back first?"

"No!" Harry said in a deep voice, "We must find out as soon as possible who is Nico Flamel? Snape must not have made a good idea!"

Not long after, they came to the ** area of ​​the library again. Ignoring the Merlin book, the two began to search for traces of Nick Flamel.

After a while, they discovered a lot of horrific content among those strange and dangerous events. For example, demons and temptations, and souls and death...

A lot of evil-sounding magic can be found here, but there is not even a single word related to Nick Flamel.

"It seems like there isn't even one in the ** area!" Ron said while trembling. He felt that his feet were freezing.

In desperation, Harry opened the big dark green book again - he wanted to at least clarify this question first.