harry potter book of crimes

"What's wrong, Ron?"

Harry saw that his good friend seemed to want to say something, but no sound came out after opening his mouth several times, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

"Well, actually that day -" Ron was struggling, but he couldn't say anything halfway.

To be honest, Ron is a boy who values ​​friendship, and Maka is indeed a close friend who doesn't talk much but is worth making for him.

After all, being able to copy his homework is really a good friend! He didn't want to doubt Maka at all.

Although he did see Maka's leaving figure at that corner that day. It was only for a moment, but he was so familiar with Maka's robe that always concealed many things, and there was no way he could admit it.

.

"...No, it's nothing. I just think that they can believe anything! They would actually doubt you, Harry." Ron paused and changed his dull tone.

The crowd gradually thinned out, and they were finally able to ascend the stairs effortlessly.

"Do you really think there is a Chamber of Secrets?" Ron turned his head and asked Hermione.

"I don't know," she said, frowning, "Dumbledore can't cure Mrs. Norris, which makes me think that the guy who attacked it is probably not - oh - not human."

As they talked, they walked around the corner and found themselves in the corridor where the attack occurred.

Immediately, they saw about twenty spiders crawling on the window sill in panic, as if they were eager to get out of a small crack in the glass. A long silver thread hung down like a rope. It seemed that they were spiders.

He hurriedly climbed up through this thread and fled out of the window.

Ron was shocked. He always hated spiders, especially the way they crawled quickly.

Hermione chuckled.

"What's so funny," Ron said angrily, "you know, when I was three, Fred turned my - my teddy bear into a... because I broke his toy broom.

Big ugly spiders! You won’t like them if you’ve ever had the experience I had, where you’re holding your teddy bear and all of a sudden it has legs sprouting out of it and…”

He shuddered and couldn't continue, but Hermione was obviously still holding back her laughter.

Harry thought it was best for them not to talk about this topic, so he hurriedly said, "Do you remember that puddle of water on the ground? Where did it come from? Someone mopped the floor."

They walked over, looked at the ground, and then at the door next to them.

"You can't go in," Ron's hand was burned by the door handle, "it's the girls' bathroom."

"Oh, Ron, there won't be anyone in there." Hermione said. She stood up straight and walked over, "This is Moaning Myrtle's territory. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

She ignored the big sign with the word "Out of Order" and pushed open the door.

Myrtle is a ghost and not very likable. She has a bad temper and always hides in the bathroom to cry. She also once poured cold water on girls who accidentally walked in.

But in general, it's just because of an inexplicable inferiority complex.

Harry and the others went in and asked a few questions, but Myrtle obviously didn't want to talk any more. After answering all the questions, she hid in the toilet and splashed water all over them.

Unfortunately, just as they exited the girls' bathroom, they bumped into Ron's brother Percy again.

Unlike Ron, Percy had excellent academic performance and always liked to show off his prefect badge to his brothers. At school, he was always serious - he believed that he should keep personal affairs to himself.

For example, he deducted 5 points from Gryffindor.

That night in the common room, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat as far away from Percy as possible. Ron had been in a bad mood recently, and he kept spilling ink on the paper when doing magic homework.

When he absent-mindedly took out the magic wand and tried to remove the stains, he accidentally set the parchment on fire. Ron was so angry that a fire broke out in his heart, and he closed the "Standard Spells Level 2" with a snap.

But to Harry's surprise, Hermione also closed the book with force.

"But who could it be?" she whispered. "Who wants to drive Squibs and Muggle-borns out of Hogwarts?"

"Maybe it's Malfoy!" Ron said casually.

He lowered his head so that no one could see his eyes clearly. Hermione looked at him with some doubts on her face, but there was some faint agreement in her heart.

"You mean-"

"Of course it's him!" Ron said more and more enthusiastically, and suddenly raised his head to look at Hermione, "You heard him say, 'You are next, Mudbloods!'. In fact, you only need to look at his

With his ugly rat face, you’ll know it’s him——”

Hearing this, Harry also closed the book.

"Look at their family! Their whole family is in Slytherin, and he often shows off this to others - they are probably descendants of Slytherin. His father is evil enough..."

"They may have held the key to the secret chamber for centuries!" Seeing Harry agreeing, Ron's eyes flickered, but his tone became firmer, "It is passed down from generation to generation, from father to son...

"

"Yeah," Hermione said cautiously, "I think it's possible..."

"Then how can we prove it?" Harry said pessimistically.

"Maybe there is a way," Hermione said slowly, glancing quickly at Percy across the room, and lowering her voice, "Of course, it's not easy to do, and it's dangerous, very dangerous! We

It probably violates fifty school rules."

"Come on! What is it?" Ron asked impatiently.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt to tell you now." Hermione said calmly, "What we need to do is enter the Slytherin common room and ask Malfoy a few questions without letting him recognize us."

"This is impossible." Harry said, and Ron also showed a bored expression.

"No, it's possible," said Hermione, "We just need some Polyjuice Potion."

"What is that?" Ron and Harry asked in unison.

"A few weeks ago, Snape mentioned in class-"

Hermione said, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "Earlier than that, in last semester... I saw it in Maka's Potions Notes..."

Her voice became softer and softer until she was almost inaudible.

"Oh, Maka..." Ron repeated, but said nothing.

Harry said cautiously: "Really... I mean, don't you really want to ask Maka? Let's not talk about the secret room for now, let's talk about this - um - polyjuice potion. I should ask Maka for it.

All right?"

He waited for a while and saw that the two of them were silent the whole time, and the look of confusion on their faces became even worse.

"You guys...what happened to Maka?" Harry couldn't bear it anymore and asked directly.

"No, it's nothing, I just think... Maka has been a little too withdrawn recently..." Ron said hesitantly.

Hermione pursed her lips, glanced at Ron, and muttered: "Harry, don't ask anymore. I'll go find Maka and ask about the Polyjuice Potion tomorrow..."

But in the next few days, Hermione never found a chance - she rarely even saw Maka.

In the end, they had to go to Lockhart to get a signed note to borrow books in the ** area - in fact, Lockhart was willing to sign his name anywhere.

"So, Harry," Lockhart said as Hermione folded the note awkwardly and put it into her bag, "tomorrow is the first Quidditch match of the season, right? Gryffin

Multiple teams versus Slytherin, right?"

"I heard that you performed very well in training - I was also a seeker back then. They want me to run for the national team, but I am willing to devote my life to destroying the dark forces... However, if you feel the need to open the door

Xiaozao, feel free to come to me. I am always happy to pass on my experience to players who are not yet very capable!"

Harry muttered something vaguely in his throat and hurriedly followed Ron and Hermione.

"I can't believe it," Harry said as the three of them studied the signatures on the note, "he didn't even look at the book we wanted!"

"Because he's a brainless idiot," Ron said. "Whatever! We already have what we want."

"He's not a brainless idiot." Hermione frowned as they trotted towards the library.

If it weren't for Maka, Hermione's attitude at this moment would definitely be more than this, perhaps even more fanatical. After all, she was one of Lockhart's supporters. But right now, she really didn't have time to care about so much, she just said

Just one sentence and forget it.

There are so many things to worry about lately!

Soon, they ran to the library and borrowed a book called "Powerful Potion", and then hurried to Myrtle's women's bathroom.

…

At eleven o'clock on Saturday, the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin began.

At this time, Maka was also sitting in the viewing gallery. He didn't want to come originally, but Luna seemed to be very interested in Quidditch - she just dragged Maka to the Ravenclaw viewing gallery.

He looked at Luna's excited look, and in his heart, which had no remaining emotion at all, he felt that it would be nice to accompany her for once.

It was a hot and humid day, and there was faint thunder in the sky, making everyone feel that it would definitely rain soon.

Not long after, the game started.

Malfoy was riding his brand-new Nimbus 2001, shuttling back and forth under Harry, as if to show off the speed of the broom.

But not long after, a heavy black Bludger suddenly flew towards him!

Harry barely dodged it by a hair's breadth, and he even felt the ball ruffling his hair as it passed by.

Maka took out her wand, pointed at his eyes, and muttered a few words in a low voice. Suddenly, the perspective was quickly zoomed in, and he could clearly see the situation Harry was facing at this time.

"Is it...that house elf?" Maka secretly thought.