harry potter book of crimes

"...Ron, there is light ahead! We are almost there!"

When the entire Hogwarts fell into an unnecessary disaster, Harry and Ron, walking in the tunnel, finally discovered the exit.

Is that a door? Or is it still the back of a painting? They don't know, but they understand that they can finally get out of this straight and long tunnel.

The two of them walked a few steps quickly and came from the exit of the tunnel to a... um, a bedroom?

Harry and Ron glanced around a few times, and then looked at each other again. This bedroom looked very shabby, everything was old, and no matter how tolerant of a large number of people, I'm afraid there is no way to use "clean and tidy"

to describe this place.

Of course, the most important thing is that they are all sure that they have never been here before, but the furnishings here make them feel inexplicably familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere.

Harry turned his head and saw that the hole they came out of was slowly closing behind him, and what covered it was still a magical oil painting that was exactly the same as the one they had seen before.

When the girl in the painting noticed that Harry was looking at her, she nodded slightly in this direction.

"Uh... thank you for bringing us here," Harry said hesitantly, "but can you tell us where this is? And who is the owner here?"

But the girl in the painting still did not answer his question, but stretched out her white arm and gestured towards the door on one side.

Harry and Ron, who turned around after hearing the sound, looked at the door together. When they turned back again, the girl had already turned around and walked back into the woods in the painting.

"Anyway, we have to go out and take a look first..." Ron thought for a while and couldn't help but suggested, "Maka must know this tunnel. This may be another stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix... Even if it's not, this should be

It can't be a dangerous place, can it?"

"I think you're right."

Although the place was not only dirty and dark, it didn't look like a good place. But Harry still nodded in agreement.

However, their R.A. training course was not in vain. Let’s not talk about the learning progress of magic. At least the intense training increased their vigilance. It is always right to be careful in unfamiliar environments.

This time Ron took the initiative to walk in front, holding the wand tightly in his hand, and cautiously opened the bedroom door. Harry, who was following him, quickly shook the wand and extinguished the light at the tip of the wand.

With a slight creaking sound, Ron turned the doorknob and opened the door.

Just when he wanted to take a look at the equally dim outside, a small black shadow suddenly rushed in from the crack of the half-open door!

"oh--"

Ron suddenly felt a strong force hit his abdomen, knocking him and Harry behind him to the floor, making a heavy muffled sound.

"Oh - my belly," Ron groaned, "What's going on? Enemies?"

"Don't be stunned! That thing is right in front of us!" Harry hurriedly grabbed Ron's clothes and dragged him back. "The armor protects you!"

"No, no need-"

Of course, Ron was very grateful for Harry's timely response, because Harry had cast the Iron Armor Curse on him. But to be honest, he thought he had seen the culprit who hit his stomach.

"Harry, don't get excited! It's not an enemy... it's just a goat!"

"What..." Harry, who was sitting on the floor, was stunned for a moment. He thought he heard wrongly. He quickly waved the wand in his hand again, "Luminescent flash!"

The light shone from the tip of his wand again, and then they saw a goat with a pair of beautiful curved horns, looking at them from side to side with its head tilted.

"Oh -" Harry said suddenly, as if he remembered something, "It's this goat!"

"Do you have a goat friend?" Ron said casually while holding his waist and getting up.

"No! I mean...this is the goat that always hangs out in the Pig's Head Bar! Don't you remember? The bar owner often lets it walk around the store..."

Harry said and hurriedly stood up from the floor.

"In other words, we are in the Pig's Head Bar? And there is a secret passage in the boss's bedroom that leads to the place where we are trapped?" Ron said, waving his hands repeatedly, trying to drive the goat aside

Go, but that doesn't seem to work.

"Sorry, we have to go out... and petrify them all." Harry apologized, then suddenly waved his wand and temporarily immobilized the poor goat with a full body binding spell.

"Cast a spell on a goat and you'll be sued by the Wizengamot!" Ron muttered.

"Let me see, before that, we have to consider the issue of casting spells outside the school." Harry waved his hand and said, "Stop talking, go out first..."

After the two of them said that, they hurriedly left the goat lying on the ground stiff and left the small bedroom.

When they came outside and took a look, they immediately recognized it - this was indeed the Hog's Head pub located in the corner of Hogsmeade.

Everything here is still the same as before, and the dirt-covered windows can't even let in light. But the dirty and shabby furnishings give them a subtle sense of peace of mind.

No matter how miserable it is, this is a place that feels familiar to them, even though there is not even a single person here now.

Harry hurriedly ran to the door and pulled out the locked door latch. Suddenly, the light from outside poured into the dark bar unbridled, making them almost unable to open their eyes.

Looking at the light outside the door, you can tell that it is definitely daytime the next day.

The two of them still knew nothing about the terrible current situation of Hogwarts, but this did not prevent them from feeling anxious. Dumbledore's funeral might have already begun, and something would probably happen before and after the funeral, so they deliberately made it in advance.

I came here one night, but in the end I still couldn't participate.

And, the most important thing for them now is that they can finally solve the big problem of hunger and thirst!

"Harry, should we go back inside to find something to eat?" Ron stood at the door and asked Harry, who had already walked outside.

"I think that's obviously not a good idea..." Harry shook his head decisively and said, "I have money here, and we are in Hogsmeade now!"

At this moment, the tense nerves of the two of them finally relaxed a little, and the hunger and thirst that were originally covered up also invaded their entire minds.

After Ron closed the bar door casually, the two of them ran impatiently towards the street. In the distance in the direction of Hogwarts, some abnormal fluctuations could be vaguely seen, but they were not far away.

It's really far away, and you can't see it clearly if you don't look carefully.

After the two of them hurriedly bought some food and devoured it for a while, they began to think about what to do next. After all, they did not expect that they would arrive at Hogsmeade along a tunnel.

"Ron, do you think we have passed Maka's test?" Harry stood by the gate of Honeydukes, chewing chocolate, and said vaguely.

"I think we have obviously exceeded the time limit..." Ron shook his head, swallowed the powdered sugar soft cake in his mouth, but said with a puzzled face, "But I still don't understand - what kind of test is this?"

When Harry heard this, he frowned, thought about it, and sighed.

"...Maybe," he said reluctantly, "we simply failed the test, but when the time came, we were automatically released...that's all."

Although neither of them wants to think so, to be honest, this is probably the most likely answer.

"Anyway, running to Hogwarts now will really cause trouble for Maka and the professor... Let's go back!" Ron said resignedly, "Last evening we sneaked away without saying anything.

It came out, and my mother must be very anxious now!"

"Well, then let's..."

Harry was about to agree, but he couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart.

He really doesn't want to be so useless anymore, can he just be a burden? It's obvious that his parents died at the hands of that guy, but he is completely unable to avenge his parents.

This feeling is really terrible!

"No," Harry suddenly shook his head hard, "I want to find Hermione!"

"Looking for Hermione?" Ron asked in surprise, "What are you looking for her for?"

"Even if we can't help today, what if Voldemort is still alive after today? What if Voldemort doesn't go to Hogwarts at all today? We can't just wait!" Harry took a deep breath and said firmly

, "The three of us will discuss together what to do next... we must have a clearer plan!"

"Uh... go now?" Ron seemed quite hesitant, "But, over there at home..."

"We can take Hermione back to the Burrow, can't we?" Harry said stubbornly, "I don't think I can wait any longer. I can't waste a minute!"

"Okay...if you insist." Ron looked at Harry who was a little anxious, but it was difficult to understand where his anxiety came from.

He didn't know how Harry's parents died, but hadn't they always been like this in the past few years? And hadn't they been working hard? Could it be that they had been holding it in for too long, and today it finally broke out

Out?

They had all heard Hermione talk about the location of their home. Of course Ron didn't understand the geography of the Muggle world, but Harry, who also grew up in the Muggle world, knew how to get there.

Soon, the two of them ran to the intersection at the end of the village, waved their wands and summoned a Knight Bus, leaving Hogsmeade far behind.