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Newton said with a smile.

There were only two books on the table.

One was about mathematics, and Braun looked at it and lost interest.

The other is about alchemy.

"I want this jazz book."

Braun chose the book on alchemy without hesitation.

This made Newton seem a little regretful.

He still hopes that his mathematical knowledge can continue to be passed on.

"Okay then, kid.

Looking forward to meeting next time.

If you still have a new spirit bottle.

Can be delivered to Nicole. "

With that, a carriage passed through the wall.

The other party got into the carriage like this.

With the neighing of the ghost horse, it disappeared here.

"Thank you really for today's thing, Sir."

Braun said to Nick.

Nick waved his hand, looking obviously much more relaxed than when Helbo was still here.

"Nothing, by the way, Braun, I still have some things..."

"Of course it's fine.

However, it will take a while, and those spirit storage bottles have been consumed. "

Braun said that the soulless spirit bottles were collected.

While explaining.

"Of course, of course! I'm very patient! "

Nick agreed with a smile.

Leaving the cubicle, Lawn appeared in the hall again.

Hermione was sitting in the corner with her suitcase.

And Sabini helped clean up the spirit bottles that the ghosts had lost.

Instead, Ron and Harry were nowhere to be seen.

"Braun, you're finally back."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Hurriedly handed the box over.

At the same time, he leaned closer to Braun's side 09.

Staying among so many ghosts, she was still scared.

"Harry and Ron?"

Nick couldn't help but ask.

He looked around several times but found no trace of them.

"They just left, it's too cold here, they can't bear it."

Hermione replied from the sidelines.

At the same time, he also subconsciously rubbed his hands.

"This way."

Nick nodded.

"We're gone too, Nick!

I wish you a happy death. "

Calling Sabini Braun did not continue to stay here.

It's really cold here.

And those rotten smell foods.

Now that the business is done, he certainly has no reason to stay here.

The three left the classroom.

Sabini's expression was still full of excitement.

"Braun! This is so much fun! I've never had such a fun Halloween!

And those headless horsemen.

It turns out that ghosts are also afraid of magic!

It was as if it had been petrified and floated in midair. "

Sabini chattered from the sidelines.

The noisy Braun was a little helpless.

"Tear you apart... Eat...... kill..."

The familiar snake voice made Braun's face change.

His attention has been on trading lately.

At this time, I remembered that I had forgotten about the basilisk!

"What's wrong, Braun?"

See Braun standing still.

Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing. Go up. "

Braun forced a smile.

Now even if you rush over yourself, it will no longer help.

The basilisk's voice clearly followed the direction of the pipe.

Feeling Lockhart's position, Braun's expression couldn't help but be much colder.

The other party had just run down from the third floor.

I went back to my office and now went to the auditorium on the second floor.

"Let's go up, maybe the banquet is not finished at this time, we can just eat a little more."

Braun's words seemed to remind Shabini.

The other party's eyes lit up and Braun was not good, so he hurriedly ran upstairs.

By the time Braun went up to the second floor, the banquet had already dispersed.

"Braun gives! I brought you something to eat! "

Sabini waved the cake in his hand.

"No, it's better for you to eat it yourself."

Braun shook his head.

"Just Braun! You're back too, let's go to the fourth floor and continue practicing magic." "

Theodore said.

The little snakes around also agreed.

Today is Saturday, and they are fine anyway.

It's still nice to practice magic.

Not to mention that there are a lot of interesting creatures out there.

For example, Boggart and those Cornwalli County leprechauns even say that there are more red hats now.

Shooting spells at these creatures with a wand is no more fun than staying in the common room and playing with fireworks.

The other badgers and eaglets who originally wanted to go back to the dormitory agreed.

So everyone was bustling and walking upstairs again.

"I finally really beat Boggart yesterday!"

A little badger said excitedly to his partner.

It's just that there is no response from partners.

Turn your head and look. But he found a scene that scared him.

There was a large puddle of water on the ground, while a gray ghost floated in mid-air.

It's the fat friars of Hufflepuff.

Above the fat friar is a black cat hanging from a torch stand.

The other party's body was stiff at the moment, his eyes were staring, but he didn't move.

Underneath the black cat, a blood-red handwriting chamber has been opened! Be wary of enemies with heirs!

In front of the handwriting, Harry and Ron stood at a loss.

They seem to have done something bad and have been discovered.

Without waiting for Harry to explain.

Malfoy jumped out.

"Enemies of the heirs, be vigilant!

Thank you for your pedigree! Weasley!

Otherwise, you'll have to turn into a stone statue too! "

Malfoy's face showed sarcasm, and there was a flush on his bloodless face.

The small sound was clearly audible in the otherwise quiet corridor. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Weasley's face flushed with anger.

And some of the little badgers are also afraid.

Malfoy's meaning was clear, that monster who didn't know what it was, seemed to only deal with wizards who were not pure-blooded.

And among the four academies, badgers are the most pure-blooded.

"Oh my God! This is terrible! "

Neville looked like he was about to cry.

"You're a pureblood, Neville!"

Dean Thomas couldn't help but remind.

Neville was stunned for a moment before reacting.

However, the fear in his expression did not decrease.

"My cat!"

Filch ran out of nowhere.

Seeing his cat hanging on a torch rack, his expression suddenly became ugly.

There was even more unconcealable panic in his tone.

"Who did it?"

Filch gritted his teeth and growled.

There was hatred in his eyes.

"I think you should ask Harry! Mr. Filch!

They have already been here, maybe he did all this? "

Malfoy said with a wicked smile.

As if he had been prompted, Filch grabbed Harry's clothes sharply.

"Tell me! Tell me what happened? Did you hurt my cat? "

Harry was terrified.

He had never seen such a fierce Filch.

Even the mischievous little wizards messed up the hallways.

The other party is just gloomy face and pulls the other party to the office, and then opens a penalty ticket.

But the other party's current appearance seems to be eating himself.

"What's wrong?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but walk over when he saw a group of people gathered around the third floor.

He was followed by a group of teachers.

"Headmaster! My cat! "

"It must be Harry! I punished him last time, and then he was dissatisfied! "

Filch looked at Harry viciously and said.

Dumbledore pushed his glasses.

The black cat hanging on the torch rack was removed.

"Things haven't been that bad yet, Argus..."

Dumbledore looked at the black cat and said.

"Come with me to the office.

And the prefects!

Take everyone back to the lounge. "

Several teachers were not idle either.

Help control the fat friar who floated motionless in mid-air and walked upstairs together.

"Go to my office, Professor!"

Filch hugged the stiff Lady Lores and said gloomily.

His eyes looked at Harry without blinking.

It seems that the other party has been identified as the murderer.

"Okay then."

Dumbledore did not refuse.

"Come with you, Ron, Harry."

Braun waved at Hermione.

He followed Prefect Marcus towards the lounge.

Hermione, on the other hand, walked upstairs with the other lion cubs.

"Braun! Did you see the fat friar? How do I feel like those headless horsemen in the basement? "

Shabini couldn't help but whisper.

As for the other snakes, they gathered around Malfoy and asked each other about the secret room.

"You guessed right."

197 Braun said lightly.

"But I'm sure the headmaster will handle it.

Of course, when the dean of the meeting comes, you can also tell him. "

Braun knew that this kind of thing could not be hidden.

Snape will definitely come to the lounge to explain later, it is better to tell the other party directly.

Get others to pay attention.

It's just that Braun himself has already decided.

I'm going to go to the Chamber of Secrets early tomorrow.

Harry and Ron followed behind Dumbledore.

His expression was apprehensive.

Not to mention that there was a malicious Snape staring at them.

Filch's office arrived soon.

The office looks a bit cluttered.

All kinds of things are laid out everywhere.

In particular, there are various torture instruments hanging on the walls.

Many of them also had dried blood stains on them.

It looks like it's been some years old.

None of the people had the heart to observe these things.

Instead, he looked at the black cat lying on the table and the gray ghost.

"This must be a torture spell!

Trust me, I have experience.

Unfortunately, I was in the auditorium, otherwise I would have been able to handle it! "

Lockhart started playing tricks again.

It's just that none of the professors bothered him.

The other party talked to himself for a while and then stopped bored.

Dumbledore pushed his eyes.

Carefully leaned over to Lady Loris's side and observed.

From hair to staring eyes.

There is nothing missing.

The wand in his hand also tried to taw, but nothing worked.

"How, how, how professor?"

Filch asked nervously.

It seems that I am afraid to hear some bad news.

Dumbledore straightened up.

"Your cat is alive Argus."

Filch looked a little pleased, but soon looked hesitant again.

"But Professor, why..."

"It's petrified."

Dumbledore said lightly.

"Someone cast a petrification spell on it.

And it's not an ordinary petrification spell..."

"It must be Harry Potter!"

Filch shouted.

The look was full of anger.