Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

Chapter 146

I thought, we don't need to go to the first floor to attend the dinner, or our savior is so arrogant that he can't tell which way to the hall is?

Ah? Answer me, Harry Potter!"

Snape's words made Harry more uneasy.

He knew that Snape's words would not bring good news.

"Professor, we went to the ghosts' banquet."

Ron said hurriedly.

Hermione added:

"Yes, Professor, there were hundreds of ghosts there.

They can testify for us."

Snape cast his eyes on Hermione:

"But why didn't you come there earlier? I don't think humans can eat ghost food.

You stayed there for the whole evening.

Are you sure you stayed in the basement from beginning to end without leaving?"

Hermione's eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look over there.

Harry and Ron also avoided her eyes.

"Headmaster, I think Harry Potter is still suspicious in this matter. He didn't tell us the truth about some things.

I suggest that his status as a Quidditch player be temporarily revoked, and we will restore his status after he tells us the truth."

Professor McGonagall said angrily:

"No! What does this have to do with Quidditch?

Did the cat get hit on the head by the Quaffle? I will never agree to cancel Harry Potter's status as a Quidditch player!"

In Professor McGonagall's opinion, Nap's move was a blatant weakening of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

She would never agree to it.

Dumbledore pushed his glasses and looked directly into Harry's eyes.

Harry Potter felt as if his secret was seen through.

If Braun were here, he would definitely find out that Dumbledore used Legilimency.

The pale blue eyes flashed with wisdom, and after a moment he opened his mouth and said slowly:

"We can't determine a person's guilt without evidence, Severus, this is wrong.

So I can't agree with your approach."

This not only made Snape angry.

It also made Filch angry.

"What about my cat? What about my cat?

Dumbledore soothed.

"Don't worry, Argus. We will cure your cat.

Professor Sprout has a batch of mandrakes that are about to mature.

When they mature, we can prepare an antidote to the petrification magic, and your cat will be fine."

Lockhart, who couldn't stand the loneliness, spoke again:

"I'm very familiar with the recipe for the Mandrake Antidote. I've made it a hundred times! Trust me, leave it to me!……"

"I think I am the Potions professor of this school."

Snape interrupted Lockhart's words with a sinister tone, making him look a little nervous and awkward.

"Alright!"

Dumbledore broke the awkward atmosphere between the two.

"We can talk about preparing the potion later. Harry, you guys go out now.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the gaze of the professors, they walked out of Filch's office.

Their pace gradually changed from walking to running.

"huff… huff……"

The three of them ran to an empty classroom on the third floor.

It took a while before they finally calmed down.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell Dumbledore about the strange noise I heard."

"That's right, Harry."

Ron consoled.

"It's not a good thing to be able to hear voices that others can't hear in the magic world. You're right not to say it."

"But what is that sound?"

Hermione asked.

Harry shook his head:

"I don't know either. But it must be related to the monster in the secret room. By the way, do you know what a secret room is?"

"I think I heard Bill say it, but I can't remember exactly what it was."

Ron said with a bit of confusion.

"Maybe I can go check it out."

Hermione said, looking at her two companions.

"I can go to the library tomorrow."

Harry was about to say something when he heard a series of bells ringing.

"Well, let's go back quickly. Curfew is coming. If we get caught, I think our fate will definitely not be good."

Ron and Hermione also nodded in agreement.

The three of them hurriedly ran to the Gryffindor common room.

"Sure enough, it was stolen……"

Looking at the books scattered all over the bedroom and the clothes that were turned all over the place,

Brown thought to himself :

"Come on! Oh my god! Our bedroom has been robbed!"

Zabini yelled.

Other snakes also came over curiously.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Marcus, our bedroom has been robbed!"

Zabini yelled

"Stolen?"

Marcus leaned over.

The room was in a mess.

Various books were thrown on the floor.

Several suitcases were opened and the contents were scattered everywhere.

"We just came back and found the house turned into what it is now." (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Zabini shouted

"Did you lose anything?"

Marcus asked.

Zabini was stunned for a moment, then hurried into the house to look for it. After a moment, he couldn't help but look puzzled:

"Huh? It seems like nothing is missing."[]

Braun didn't say anything.

"Nothing was lost? Then what was the thief after? Okay, everyone go back and rest! Don't gather here."

Seeing that everyone had returned to their dormitories, Marcus said:

"I will report this to the dean. It's too late today. Since nothing is lost, go to bed early."

After saying this, he left.

"How annoying! We have to clean up after ourselves!"

Sabini packed the things on the floor back into his box in distress.

He complained as he packed.

"Braun, why don't you accept it?……"

Turning around, he saw that everything had strangely returned to its original position under Braun's magic.

He patted his head as if something had suddenly dawned on him:

"Yes, I have magic! Well, Braun, please help me too!"

Braun had no choice but to wave his wand again to restore Zabini's things to their original state.

"Don't be so gloomy! We didn't lose anything! Marcus will tell the dean, and the dean will definitely be able to find the prankster."

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Zabini said as he took off his clothes.

He looked at Braun's gloomy face and thought that Braun was unhappy because his things were rummaged through.

So he comforted him.

Braun nodded:

"I understand!"

Shabini didn't care.

He got into bed and fell asleep.

"It seems that I have to find some time to go to the Chamber of Secrets as soon as possible to get rid of the basilisk. I don't believe that without the basilisk, the notebook can still cause any trouble."

Lying on the bed.

Brown thought secretly in his heart.

In the following week, Brown did not go to the entrance of the chamber of secrets in the girls' bathroom on the second floor.

Instead, like other little snakes, he went to the library lounge after class.

It's not that he didn't want to go, but Brown felt vaguely that someone was spying on him.

This made Brown not move rashly.

As for the thief, he has not been found yet.

Because nothing was lost, Snape simply asked about the portrait and found that there was no suspicious person, so he warned the little snakes.

The matter ended so anticlimactically.

It didn't cause any waves.

Everyone was talking about Filch and the Chamber of Secrets.

Mrs. Norris's petrification was a big blow to Filch.

He used to stay in the office, but now he has once again become the person who liked to be with him last semester. Filch, the man who catches people.

Every day he hangs around the first floor, where Mrs. Norris was murdered.

He hopes that the murderer will come again, so that he can use his wand to teach that guy a severe lesson.

Many little wizards also suffered.

Because the angry Filch couldn't find the real murderer, he took out his anger on them.

Whenever a little wizard walked through the corridor, he would suddenly jump out. He would arrest them and put them in solitary confinement on the grounds that their walking noises were too loud or their laughter disturbed him.

Of course, where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Some little wizards certainly couldn't stand Filch's high-pressure policy at this time.

One by one, they were ready to make trouble for Filch.

It's just that Filch, who has a wand, although his magic level is not very good.

But after his tireless study, he was still able to fight these little wizards back and forth.

"To be honest, I really can't stand it!"

Zabini muttered quietly.

He turned around from time to time for fear that others would find him.

"Well, it's good that we're walking with Braun. We didn't get caught by Filch and made to clean toilets like the others!"

"But I feel like I am in prison." Shabini said indignantly:

"I bet Azkaban is better than this place."

"Just as an advance experience��Prison life.