Vol 2 Chapter 843: Mr. Rickman

Hogwarts, after class in the afternoon, Pansy hurriedly came to the first floor hall with burning torches around the stone wall and the ceiling so high that it was almost invisible to meet Emily. At this time, the little sweet bear was standing. The gate took the snacks that Gore had bought from Hogsmeade.
"Wait for a minute, Pansy." Emily waved to Pansy. "Gregory, how much is it?"
"I invite..." Gore habitually refused and then habitually flinched and offered the price under Emily's eyes.
"Hey, I'll give you two gold gallons, no need to look for it~" Emily put the sugar quill and the snack into her pocket separately, and took out her two hands and put the coins in Gore's hands. "Let's go, Pansy~"
Just as Emily and Pansy turned around, Hermione who came oncoming greeted her, her eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, her hair was messy and her face was pale, she looked a little tired, she hadn't waited for Emily. They responded, and she pulled out a smile and walked directly past them.
Pan Xi and Emily looked at each other and continued to climb the luxurious marble stairs and began to go upstairs.
"Miss know-it-all looks very bad." Pansy touched her hair. She was nervous about the task and thought she was in better condition than Hermione.
"Since she was attacked by the devil Bayer in Hogsmeade, she has been a little impatient. She is too anxious to improve her strength." Emily's voice was a bit solemn, and she muttered a little dissatisfied, "I have to add half more at night. Hours of training..."
On the eighth floor, in the empty corridor except for Emily and the other side of the tapestry where the giant stick beats silly Barnabas, Pansy and Emily concentrated on thinking about the place where they could hide things, and a wall appeared on the wall. With a very smooth door, two people entered the responsive house.
"The blood-stained axe sold a lot of money last time." Emily turned her head to look at the dazzling array of weird things on the shelf, and started her treasure hunt. She was picky. Put some things that I think are easy to release into my pocket.
Pansy walked to her vanishing cabinet and tried to repair the cracked gap with her magic wand. She did not idle her mouth, "Emily, the thing that Ellen announced... I know a few The wizards from the pure-blood family received a letter from the family asking them to make trouble for the ancient magic lesson taught by Harris, or... We still don’t sell things lately? Those who are different from before are really looking for your home Trouble."
"It's all here. Let's choose a spot and let it be okay for a while." Emily squinted her eyes with her back to Pansy, which made her look a bit gloomy. Emily stood up and put away her own. The small waist bag, walked to Pansy's side, saw Pansy poking at the cabinet and carefully repairing it, looking at the pattern on the cabinet, "Pansy, who do you want to bring into school with this vanishing cabinet?"
Emily's words made Pansy's body stiff. She didn't look at Emily and said softly: "I promise it has nothing to do with the Harris family. If it succeeds, it might be a good thing for Allen..."
After a while, Emily shrugged. She took out her wand and pointed at the vanishing cabinet to help Pansy repair it. Under her command, the wood and potion repaired the cabinet automatically and rhythmically, "I'll try it, the door opens." (Author's note: the spell of opening the portal is a spell designed by the director of the movie version, and the effect is to enhance the magic of the vanishing cabinet.)
The door snapped open, Pansy held the door of the vanishing cabinet with his hand, put a note in it and closed the door.
There was silence in the responsive room. After waiting for a while, Pansy grabbed the flipped cabinet, picked up the note from the cabinet and flicked it, and the burrs of the note that was torn to only half of it trembled. few times.
Seeing that Pansy’s mood was a bit low and not so high anymore, Emily put away her wand and came to Pansy, paddling her toes and looking at this big girl who has exuded some desperation since this semester: "If you Ken tell me everything, maybe I can ask Alan to save you, you know, you are different from Gore and Crabbe, I treat you as a true friend..."
Pansy looked at Emily in a daze. For a moment she was emotionally upset, and she had an urge to tell Emily everything, but in the end she gave up the idea and turned her head around and said, "Thank you, Amy. Li, your Harris family has had enough trouble recently."
"Well, you know you can find me when you need it." Emily retracted her tiptoe. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Emily, you'd better not participate..." Pansy shook his head and refused, and then said without hope, "unless you can help me get an invisibility cloak."
"Didn't you learn the phantom spell?" Emily was a little confused.
"Use the cloak and don't worry about being dismissed from the spell." Pansy replied frustratedly, "This year the Ministry of Magic has been very rigorous because of those attacks, and basically can't buy it."
"I'll go to the Black Lake, cover me back home, and I can give it to you soon." Emily agreed lightly. Last semester the umbrella team seized an invisibility cloak from Umbridge, according to the account of Um. Rich used it to deal with Lupin and replaced his wolf's poison potion with nothing, and now the trophy has been randomly thrown in Harris' manor.
"Oh, okay, it's okay...huh?" Pansy agreed casually, and then frowned in confusion. With surprise on her face, she immediately turned her head to look at Emily~EbookFREE.me~ you have it at home. ? "
"It's weird if my house is not there?" Emily smiled with excitement, Pansy sweetly. "However, after leaving this invisibility cloak for so long, the effect of the invisibility beast's hair may have diminished. Your luck."
In Diagon Alley, hearing that it was just a female Muggle trying to help the Auror, Allen was no longer interested, and let the patrolling Aurors hurried away along the cobblestone streets.
"I am not very optimistic about the implementation of the "Confidentiality Act" before I act very much. I can actually let Muggles come to my door..." Allen shook his head scornfully, and then returned his attention to his cake. , "Maybe it doesn't take much trouble, they themselves will be exposed to Muggle sight."
Just as Alan was about to get up and leave, Snape walked over, disguised as a red-faced wizard, ignoring Anka's somewhat hostile gaze on Alan's shoulder, and went straight to the open-air table where he was sitting.
"Professor Alan Harris." The red-faced wizard's voice was slightly higher in normal times, but it was clearly transmitted to Alan's ears.
"Hello, Mr. Rickman, just came out of the temple?" Allen called the person's surname and nodded in greeting. "Would you like to try the cake here? Much better than the house elves at Hogwarts? ."
Snape snorted habitually. He was accustomed to expressing his attitude this way, but when he thought of the Resurrection Stone, he felt his tone was too blunt, and forced his already opened mouth to take the sarcastic turtle back: "No need, What you want."
Although his appearance has changed, Snape’s eyes are still cold and hollow, like two dark tunnels. To Allen.