Chapter 57: Wind in the back room

In the warm anticipation of everyone, Halloween has finally arrived.
Harry was regretful. He didn't think he should have promised to go to the birthday party so hastily.
The other students in the school were happy to attend the Halloween party. The auditorium was decorated with live bats as usual.
The huge pumpkins of Erhaige were carved into lanterns, large enough to seat three people inside. It was also rumored that Dumbledore had ordered a skeleton dance company to cheer everyone on.
"Hermione, do you want to go to the birthday party?" Harry could not help asking.
"Hmm." Hermione nodded, but her attention was obviously not on this side.
By seven o'clock, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went straight through the doorway, which just led to the crowded auditorium. The lights were shining there, the candlelight was shining, and the gold plates on the table were very tempting. Harry watched the luxurious scene and sighed secretly, regretfully, and they walked towards the underground classroom.
The aisle leading to the venue of the Jichen Gala was already lit with candles, but it didn't look pleasant at all.
These are small, thin candles that glow faintly blue when they burn, even when they shine on their three lively faces, they look a little gloomy.
Every step, the temperature dropped, and Harry shuddered, pulling his clothes tightly and wrapping himself.
At this moment, he heard a sound, as if a thousand nails were scraping and scraping on a huge blackboard.
"That's also called music?" Ron whispered.
They turned around a corner and saw almost headless Nick standing in the doorway of a large room, covered with a black velvet curtain.
"My dear friend," he said with an inexplicable sorrow, "Welcome, welcome ... I am so glad you can come ..."
看看 Looking at the hundreds of milky, translucent ghosts in the room, and the terrible and trembling dance music of thirty music saws, it was like a nightmare.
This is the worst Halloween for the three of them anyway.
And most importantly, it's especially cold here!
Even if the Little Lion trio's Halloween is so miserable, at least there are many "people" accompanying it! Relatively speaking, the dull solitude on Maca's side is really unbearable-although he doesn't care at all.
At this moment, he was doing some strange experiments in the room of Requirement.
"... The utility of the ruled runes is really powerful."
He is still writing regular runes with a quill pen. Although there is no progress in application, the current results are already very significant in terms of the amount of analysis.
He is even more satisfied with the superficial ability applications he experienced when he was in Alani's body.
After some research by Maca, it was found that those blessing abilities are not even rules, they are just a prototype of magic, but they also benefit him a lot.
终于 He finally understood why Godric Gryffindor claimed to be the most accomplished duel master at the time.
When a wizard masters a large amount of magic to improve body skills, the actual combat will be greatly increased. Because of this, magical achievements are definitely not as bad as Gryffindor than Ravenclaw or even Slytherin, but it is the most powerful of the four founders of Hogwarts.
Of course, the reasons may not be limited to these. According to Maca's research and attempts, this is definitely one of the reasons. It is not even known that Gryffindor was born as a knight.
After repeated attempts to jump up and down and cast a curse, 结束, who had finished her research, took a rest in the Room of Requirement, then left here and walked slowly to the bedroom.
The hallway was quiet, only the sound of rain outside rang, making people a little uneasy.
总是 This is always the case on holidays. When everyone gets together, it means that there is a lot of empty space elsewhere.
"Veli?"
经过 After passing a corner, Maca saw Willie Blois standing by the corridor window.
"..." Velly turned her head and looked at him silently.
"What's wrong, why not go to the hall?" Maca tried to make her expression less rigid, but even then, it was just a waste of effort.
"You changed." Willie whispered.
After Lu Na, another person said so.
Although Maca himself knew it, his change was so obvious. Even if he is low-key enough, people who have been in close contact in the past will always notice something in him.
The two girls, Luna Lovegood and Willie Blois, are the most sensitive of these two. Well, maybe a Hermione Granger could be added here.
A little introspection, he paused, no longer forced to squeeze his own expression, then shook his head slightly.
"Maybe, but I'm still me," he said calmly.
Tong Weili turned around and looked at him carefully, her tone was also calm, but it gave people a feeling different from that of Maca.
"... the former you, better." She looked at Maca's eyes and said seriously.
He said, Willie turned and left, as decisively as in the library that day.
"Even without emotions, she still can't understand her thoughts." Maca quietly looked at Willy's back, thinking.
There was still a sound of rain outside the window. Maca stood there and looked out of the window for a while before heading to the Hitchpatch common room in the basement.
他 When he reached a corner on the third floor, his footsteps stopped.
On the other side of the corner, a giant snake was swimming between the corridors, and near its head, a petite figure was painting something on the wall.
"Ginny Weasley." Maca turned to her side and stared at the little back, silently.
"The secret room has been opened, and the heir is the enemy, watch out!"
The lame foot was a foot tall, still faintly visible in the dim torch light.
At the end of the day, Ginny hung a petrified cat on the torch next to the line—the janitor Filch's cat, Mrs. Lorris. Not far away, a door was wide open and looked like a bathroom.
Maka watched all this quietly, thinking secretly in her heart.
Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from the other side of the corridor. The serpent heard the sound and rushed into the bathroom, and then Ginny followed in and took the door with her.
的 A sign with the word "Fault" dangled slightly on the door, and seemed to be refusing to enter.
…… "... Harry, what's going on?" Ron said, wiping the sweat off his face, "I didn't hear anything?"
"But I did hear it! That voice was saying ..."
Hermione sprinting in front of her suddenly took a sip of air, pointing down the corridor.
"Look!"
Obviously, she saw the characters on the wall-such large characters, it was abnormal to see them.
"What's that ... hanging underneath?" Ron said, his voice trembling a little.
靠近 They approached cautiously, and Harry nearly slipped: there was a large pool of water on the ground. Hermione grabbed his clothes to keep him from falling.
The two of them approached the sign little by little, staring at the dark shadow below. The two saw what it was at the same time, and jumped back in shock, splashing a splash.
But Ron stared straight at the corner not far from here, as if there was something there that caught his attention.
The three men had their own thoughts, and stood there indifferently for several seconds.
"Should ... should ... try to rescue?" Harry stuttered.
嗯 "Huh? What-- ah!" Ron turned his head back suddenly, and was taken aback by Mrs. Loris on the hook.
"What! Didn't you just see it!" Hermione exclaimed loudly.
"No, that, I just saw-" Ron opened his mouth, but then swallowed again.
When Hermione was confused, a low noise, like a thunder in the distance, told them that the Halloween party had just ended.
From the two ends of the corridor where they are located, the sound of hundreds of feet climbing the stairs, and the people talking and laughing happily after they are full of tea and rice. Then the students pushed and crowded into the aisle from both ends.
They were surrounded.
When the person in front of me saw the cat upside down, the lively noises of the cats suddenly disappeared. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood alone in the middle of the corridor, and the students were quiet all of a sudden, crowding forward to see the terrible scene.
In a disturbing silence, someone spoke.
"Enemies with the heirs, watch out! The next one is you, Mud!" That was Draco Malfoy talking loudly.
He had squeezed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes came alive, and his usual bloodless face was now glowing with red light, apparently he was particularly pleased with the situation at hand.
看着 He looked at the stiff cat hanging there ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with an undisguised smirk on his face.
"What happened here? What happened?"
Filch was clearly attracted by Malfoy's shout, and he squeezed his shoulders through the crowd. Then he saw Mrs. Lolise.
Filch stumbled back a few steps, grabbing his face in horror.
"My cat! My cat! What's wrong with Mrs. Lorris?" He screamed, muttered, and stared at Harry fiercely, as if to eat him alive.
"Filch!"
Dumbledore and other professors arrived. In a blink of an eye, he passed by Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and took Mrs. Lorris off the hook of the torch.
"Come with me, Filch," he said to Filch, "and you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger."
Lockhart hurriedly hurriedly asked Dumbledore to go to his office.
"My office is closest to here, just upstairs ..."
The students silently diverge to both sides so that they can pass here.
洛 In Lockhart's office, Dumbledore bent over and looked carefully, poking here and touching it there. Lockhart pretended to be familiar, and kept trying to get some ideas there.
它 "It's not dead, Filch," Dumbledore checked, and then said, "It's petrified ... but I don't know exactly how."
问 "Ask him!" Filch screamed, turning his mottled, tear-stained face to Harry.
Seeing everything in front of him in the shadow of one side, Snape seemed to have a gloat. For his part, Harry's misfortune can be directly converted into his joy, and the conversion rate is more than two hundred percent.