Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Harry was very experienced in keeping tabs on this kind of thing. He and Hermione carefully got into a deserted corridor, and then wore the invisibility cloak until they arrived in front of the Room of Requirement.

Of course, the Marauder's Map needs to be opened.

On Sunday morning, most people would stay in the dormitory or the common room, and only a few people would choose to wander around the castle. This made Goyle's name, who appeared alone on the eighth floor, particularly conspicuous.

Although, in the eyes of Harry and Hermione, the place where Goyle's name was now was a little blond girl wearing Slytherin robes.

"Wait a moment."

Harry was about to go over to question Goyle, but was stopped by Hermione. When he turned around, he saw that Hermione had pulled out her wand at some point.

"Don't worry, he can't hear it..." Hermione knew exactly what Harry wanted to ask, so she explained briefly and then said, "Wait a minute, maybe Malfoy will come out later?"

"……All right."

Harry nodded and agreed. Years of habit made him happy to follow Hermione's advice.

The two of them waited at the door for almost an hour, watching Gore, who turned into a little girl, wandering around in the corridor, but did not see the door to the Room of Requirement open.

They passed through mountains and saw countless strange things. Skeletons, specimens, books, and even some broken wands and brooms. Everything was in tatters, more like a garbage dump than a utility room.

.

The two of them struggled for a while to find their way out, and after leaving the Room of Requirement, they walked towards the auditorium. This was their previous appointment with Ron, to meet in the auditorium and have lunch together.

The names on the map are very clear, they are Malfoy and Crabbe.

"Don't forget, we have been on the eighth floor for almost two hours. There will be no one in the corridor all the time. Moreover, Ron and the others who participated in the special training in Hogsmeade will be back soon."

"What?"

"Because of what?"

"I knew it!"

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked hurriedly.

Harry was not determined to give up, and began to walk along the narrow and somewhat stumbling path inside, exclaiming in surprise as he walked.

"Where is that?" he asked.

"Merlin!"

"Your scar hurts, Harry, and Dumbledore knows exactly what that means."

The door opened silently, and a plain-looking man poked his head out from inside. He immediately waved to him when he saw Gower, who had turned into a little girl. After receiving Gower's nod, he did not come out immediately, but

He turned around and nodded, and walked towards Gore with a girl with freckles on her face.

"The scar... hurts again..."

"Of course...well, there may be a little flaw." Ron said, "It should be outside Mrs. Puddieffe's Teahouse. I went a little over and arrived next to the Literary Residence...but I moved!"

Harry screamed in his heart again, his body trembled with excitement, and his eyes wandered between the two people who had just come out of the Room of Requirement and the Marauder's Map in their hands.

Harry couldn't help but become impatient, but Hermione stopped him again.

"You mean..." Harry guessed, "this thing that makes my scar hurt is Malfoy's purpose?"

"That's right, but this time it's different, Harry..."

"As I said, we'll probably gain nothing." Hermione's voice sounded from behind her at the right time. She shrugged, not thinking that Harry would gain anything at all.

"We should go in and take a look. There must be secrets inside, otherwise Malfoy wouldn't be able to enter such a room!" Harry's face turned red and he was very excited.

"Great, I knew you would be fine!"

"But……"

"ah!"

Seeing the figures of the three Malfoys disappearing into the corridor, Harry immediately took off the invisibility cloak he was wearing, and while silently muttering in his mind, "I want a room for storing miscellaneous items," he walked back and forth where the door disappeared just now.

Three times. When the door appeared again, I immediately got in.

Harry was frightened by Hermione's guess, but then he felt that it was quite possible.

Harry was extremely convinced, but his headless search for solutions yielded no other results except making the already messy place even messier.

"It should be the 'miscellaneous room'. I've been in it." Hermione said while looking at the leaving Malfoys and the other three.

"At least!"

Harry sat awkwardly on a chair with half the backrest missing, looking a little depressed.

"No but!" Hermione's tone suddenly became serious, and her eyes became sharp, "Dumbledore must know this! Because..."

"I can't wait!"

"Why? Why? It should be here..."

"All right……"

"However, Dumbledore doesn't want me to track down Malfoy. He got angry because of this last time. He wants me to get Slughorn's memory!"

"Of course... By the way, what about you? What have you been doing all morning?"

At this time, Hermione poked Harry's arm, and then pointed in the direction of the door. Harry looked back and saw what looked like a mountain piled up with various tables and chairs. It was messy and crumbling.

Feel.

After walking around a large jar filled with a strange green liquid, Harry suddenly cried out in pain, and then covered his forehead with his hands.

"Why!"

"You did it?" Harry asked.

"But... Dumbledore is not at school now..."

"Harry, Hermione! Hahaha, I succeeded!"

"Horcrux!"

"God!"

"Oh my god, this is so messy!"

"Damn it!"

"He will always come back, but before that, maybe you can focus on the mission that Dumbledore has given you."

I didn't wait too long in the auditorium when I saw Ron and Lavender walking in arm in arm. Ron was very excited, and Lavender was full of doting.

So, more than half an hour passed, and just as Harry's face turned red with anxiety, gorgeous patterns suddenly appeared on the wall next to him, and a door appeared.

"If you insist, but it's full of all kinds of discarded things, we'll probably get nothing." Hermione shrugged, obviously not thinking that Harry would gain anything.

"Look for it, it's nearby!"

"Because there is probably Voldemort's Horcrux here."

"Harry, stop..." Hermione put her hand gently on Harry's shoulder and said softly, "Maybe you can tell Dumbledore about this and he will be able to do something about it."

Harry replied, covering his forehead, and then looked around, but had no clue. He knew very well that his scar hurt because there was something related to Voldemort nearby. Ever since he learned Occlumency, this was the only thing he had.

A reason.

As soon as he entered the door, Harry was shocked by the chaos in front of him. At a quick glance outside the door, it seemed that there was not even a ten thousandth of it. It was only after he came in that he realized that the mountain of broken tables and chairs was so chaotic.

High, and here, a mountain as high as this can’t even be seen to the side.

"All I can say is that it's possible." Hermione said, helping Harry up from the chair, "Now, we have to leave."

"We..." Harry glanced at Ron, his eyes swept past Lavender beside him, and replied, "We haven't done anything, you know, there are so many homework and papers, how can I have time to do anything else?

"

"Then you're done?" Ron's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Not really." Harry shook his head, "It's too difficult. I only made a beginning and plan to finish the rest in the afternoon..."

"Ah, that's it..."

Hearing this, the light in Ron's eyes disappeared.