Harry Potter Reborn

Soon, Halloween is here.

Harry went to the Halloween party with other classmates in school. The auditorium was decorated with live bats as usual for holidays.

Although it rained for a long time not long ago, Hagrid protected his pumpkin very well.

The huge pumpkins grown by Hagrid were carved into lanterns, big enough for three adults to sit inside.

It was also rumored that Dumbledore had invited a skeleton dance troupe to entertain everyone.

At 7 o'clock, the banquet officially started.

Everyone entered the auditorium enthusiastically. Candles and torches illuminated the auditorium brightly, and it was not cold inside.

The ceiling of the starry sky outside can be seen above the head, with the sound of fireworks exploding, and clusters of brilliant fireworks exploded, flashing and shining on the faces of the happy classmates in the auditorium.

There were more than a dozen students who followed Ghost Nick with some regret and reluctance, and looked back from time to time to see the laughter and laughter in the auditorium.

And Harry noticed that Ron also walked out, and his expression didn't look right.

But Harry only devoted himself wholeheartedly to the barbecue that had just appeared. The barbecue made a sizzling sound, and a drop of hot oil slowly slid down the lines of the plump meat. The aroma of the meat overflowed, and Harry's glutton was immediately aroused.

.

Don't worry about the heat, just take a big bite, your mouth will be filled with heat and happiness. The meat is grilled and delicious. Sprinkle some salt and pepper sauce on it, and it will be tender, crispy, salty, and spicy all at once.

There was an explosion in the mouth.

Enjoying food is the right way to go.

…

Harry remained in the ballroom while those who had attended the death anniversary party came back in mourning.

And Ron also walked in at some point. His body was shaking constantly and he wiped his hands secretly, as if something was stuck on him.

Harry burped with satisfaction and drank another glass of juice.

It is really a comforting thing to have a full meal.

At the end of the party, hundreds of students walked out of the auditorium and onto the stairs, laughing and laughing.

Harry mingled among them, waiting for something to happen.

Sure enough, when Harry first walked to the corridor, the large group of students in front had already seen something, and they were very confused and talking about it.

A girl screamed, which actually made the people behind her more interested in what happened, and they hurriedly pushed forward.

There was a black shadow under the torch. When they saw what it was, they took a step back in fright.

It was Mrs. Norris, the caretaker's dirty cat, her tail hanging on the torch stand, her body as stiff as a board, her dark eyes wide and staring.

The candle shone on it, and its shadow was reflected on the ground, shaking slightly, just like a devil grinning.

When timid people saw this scary scene, it should be said that they were frightened by the cat's terrifying appearance and immediately closed their eyes.

What is even more eye-catching are the words on the wall.

Between the two windows, on the wall a foot high from the ground, there are some writings. The writings are large and messy, and they are smeared with blood.

"The secret room has been opened"

"Those who are enemies of the heir, beware!"

The students looked at each other, looking at each other.

"What is that?"

"What does the secret room mean?"

"What is the heir? Whose heir?"

"There can't be a mountain of gold coins in the secret room, right? That's how it's written in knight novels."

"..."

After the initial panic, they started discussing it with great interest.

What are you afraid of? Principal Dumbledore and a bunch of professors are here.

But for some people, they were not frightened, but clapped their hands and applauded.

"Haha, this cat died so miserably. I don't know which god did it. I offer my knee."

"If the administrator Filch saw this, he would cry to death, haha."

"Filch and his cat are always around, catching people who violate school rules. Every time he stares at me, I get annoyed to death. I really don't understand why he hates us so much."

"Hey, I heard that Filch is a squib. The last time Piddle was punished, I accidentally saw a course on quickly learning simple magic in his room."

"What, no wonder he always treats us so badly. He must be jealous that we can learn magic. I think Dumbledore should expel him."

"That's right, releasing this kind of person into the school is like releasing a corpse eater."

Harry: "..."

"What are you doing, what are you doing, making loud noises in the corridor, and gathering together to block the road, believe me or not..."

Filch heard the commotion, squeezed over, and said loudly.

But he immediately felt like he was being strangled.

"Uh, uh"

He rushed over, took off his cat, touched the stiff body, and cried bitterly.

"Who, who killed my cat?" His eyes looked like he wanted to eat someone.

He turned his head and looked at everyone's face, trying to figure out who the murderer was from the expressions on their faces.

Everyone who looked at him felt terrified.

"Please give way."

Dumbledore arrived, followed by the professors.

When he saw the petrified cat and the words on the wall, his expression changed slightly.

Of course, he was no stranger to this situation. He had seen this kind of thing many times when he was an ordinary professor at Hogwarts fifty years ago.

In the end, as for the Chamber of Secrets, it ended with Hagrid being expelled.

I thought the secret room had been forgotten, but I didn't expect it to be opened again.

Will the tragedy of that year happen again? Will innocent lives be sacrificed again?

He looked at those Muggle and mixed-race children worriedly.

At the same time, he secretly observed Harry. Harry was very calm, as if he had expected it.

Could it be...

Dumbledore's brow furrowed into a big knot.

After seeing the scene, Snape immediately locked onto Harry and walked calmly in front of Dumbledore.

Hey, hey, you all look at what I'm doing, as if I did it.

Dumbledore's frown suddenly relaxed, and he laughed loudly: "It's an interesting prank. It seems that someone wants to play a joke on all of us on Halloween. Mrs. Norris is not dead, but was killed."

It’s just petrified.”

"The prefects will take the students from your college back to your dormitory. It's time to rest."

"Wait a minute, I know who is the murderer of my cat. He is in the crowd. We can't let him go." Filch said a little crazy.

Harry was a little surprised. Could it be that Voldemort was too careless when Filch saw Ron writing with chicken blood or petrifying Mrs. Norris?

But he was immediately surprised to see the crowd around him disperse and form a circle, all looking at him with doubtful eyes.

"It's him, he's the murderer." Filch pointed at him, spitting out spittle.

"Me?" Harry pointed at himself and almost laughed.

Although he did make some small moves, he only intervened passively in this matter. He was sure that no other person knew what he had done.

Harry sneered and his face turned cold: "What does this matter have to do with me? Don't bite people like a mad dog. I was always at the banquet, and many people testified. If you say I am the murderer, then take out

Your evidence."

Filch hesitated and babbled: "Just now I saw that everyone else was lowering their heads and not daring to look me in the eyes. You were the only one with an indifferent face, as if you were still smiling. Aren't you the murderer?"

"Really? I'm really happy when this cat dies. I can't even smile." Harry said with a smile.

Filch was almost stimulated to death by Harry.

Never act happy when others are in pain.

Because he will think, why are you so happy when I feel so uncomfortable?

All his pain points will be converted into hatred points and transferred to you, and will increase several times.

Filch is like this now. He cried and said to Dumbledore: "It's him. He's the one who killed my cat. He must die."

Dumbledore reassured: "Don't worry, Mrs. Norris is not dead. Mandrake can prepare a medicine to bring Norris back to life."

"Then let's just ignore this matter. I think someone should be punished." Filch stared at Harry with his protruding eyes and screamed.

"Crazy," Harry scolded.

Afterwards, the crowd was evacuated.

But the discussion is not over.

Hoax? Who would believe Dumbledore's lies?

His face was so gloomy that it could freeze into ice, so we pretended we couldn't see it.

Petrification? Shit, we learned all about petrification when we were in first grade, and only a "petrification removal" spell can make the petrified object return to normal. We don't believe that Professor Dumbledore can't even do this.

In short, there is an inside story!

The students diverged their thoughts and thought about the story behind this incident.

Judging from their thoughtful expressions, you can tell that the secret room has been compromised by them.

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(Note, the previous chapter was April Fool’s Day!!)

(Note: The author has become obsessed with practicing the Nine Turns Golden Pill Technique that he found online. The style of the novel may have to change~)