Not knowing who Tom Riddle was controlling before, Evan was afraid that the other party would steal the diary back while he was away.

So, he kept the diary with him, but never opened it again.

Thanks to Aven's care, there were no further attacks in the castle.

Four months have passed since Justin was petrified.

It seems that almost everyone thinks that the attacker, whoever he is, has never washed his hands for good.

At breakfast one day, Evan heard Professor Sprout happily say to a few of his students, "Mandrake had a lively, noisy dance party in the third greenhouse. When they want to move to someone else's pot, we know they're fully ripe, and then we can bring the poor people in the hospital room back to life. ”

The continuous good news made people gradually happy.

Hufflepuff's Ernie wasn't hiding from them, Peeves was finally tired of singing his "Oh, Potter, you nasty", and sales of Hogwarts Wizardry and Wizardry were picking up and everyone turned their attention back to the upcoming Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff Quidditch match, which was at stake in this year's Quidditch Cup.

In this environment, when Evan saw all the second-graders sitting in the common room with sad faces on Easter's faces, he was indeed very surprised.

"The school asked us to choose a third-year course. ”

Harry held a timetable full of annotations and explained to Evan and Colin, who had just walked in, "Looks like we're going to have to add a few more classes. ”

Professor McGonagall cautioned us to be cautious. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron solemnly, "Choose carefully, this will affect our future. ”

"I don't know, but I just want to give up Potions class. Harry said.

"Impossible!" Ron said in a low mood, "I would have had to take all the original subjects, or I would have thrown out the Defence Against the Dark Arts class long ago." ”

"But that class is important!" Hermione said in surprise.

"Teachings like Lockhart's, I don't think so. Ron said, "I didn't learn anything from him other than not to let the elves out." ”

The children who grew up in wizarding families used owls to seek advice from their families, such as Neville, who was sitting next to him, received many letters from his relatives, which made it even more difficult for him to make a decision, and he had to nervously ask others if they thought arithmetic divination sounded more difficult to learn than ancient magic scripts.

As for Harry, who had grown up in a Muggle family, there was no one to advise him.

In the end, he even closed his eyes and used his wand to click around the list at random, choosing whichever class he clicked.

"You can't do that, Harry!" Hermione hurriedly stopped him.

"Do you have any good ideas?" said Harry, with a sad face.

"We can choose them all, and the school doesn't say it's not allowed, is it?" Hermione said uncertainly.

"Yes, but I'm sure I wouldn't do that. Harry shook his head hurriedly, "Hermione, your idea isn't for me. ”

"The divination class looks interesting, you should choose this. Evan leaned over and looked at Harry's class schedule, "I'm interested in this, and I'd like to go with you next semester if I have the chance." ”

"Aven's advice is good, divination can help you see the future. Percy walked over, and since he knew that the mandrake was about to mature, he seemed to be completely back to normal, and he instructed Harry, "What course you choose depends mainly on where you want to go in the future. ”

"People often say it's stupid to choose Muggle studies, but I personally believe that wizards should have a thorough understanding of non-magical societies, especially if they want to work closely with Muggles. You see my father, he had to deal with Muggle affairs at every turn. My brother Charlie has always loved to be outdoors, so he chose the Conservation of Magical Creatures class. Play to your strengths, Harry. ”

Percy's advice didn't do much, as Harry couldn't think of anything he had in addition to Quidditch.

"Professor McGonagall wants us to hand in our choices tomorrow and think about it again, Harry. Hermione signed off on all subjects, "And you, Ron, are responsible for your own future." ”

"That sounds like my mom!" Ron wrinkled his nose uneasily, looking listless.

In fact, he has been in a bad state lately, and after asking Madam Pomfrey for two large bottles of sedatives, it didn't work, and everyone thought it might be an adverse effect of the Imperius Curse.

Also in a bad state is Ginny, Evan can be sure that the other party must have something to hide from him, but after talking to her a few times, nothing has happened.

That night, Aven, Harry, and Ron sat in front of the fire in the common room, discussing each class.

In the end, Harry and Ron chose the same new lessons. They felt that if these subjects were difficult to learn, at least two people could be companions.

As soon as they had finished signing their names on the subjects they had chosen, they saw Hermione hurrying in.

"I found the guy who was expelled from school fifty years ago. ”

Hermione lowered her voice and said eagerly, "It's Hagrid, it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago. ”

"It can't be!" Harry scrambled to his feet.

"I also hope it wasn't him, but the evidence I found was against him. Hermione continued, "Since I couldn't find anything in the library, I wrote a letter to Mr. Guffey, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, asking for his help. ”

"And what did he say?"

"He sent me back a newspaper from fifty years ago. Hermione pulled out a newspaper, "Look here, it says Rubeus Hagrid was expelled from school for causing a serious accident at Hogwarts. ”

"What is this, we already knew that Hagrid was expelled!" Harry said reluctantly.

"Watch the time of the report, Harry!" Hermione said, "Think of the newspaper clipping that Evan showed us fifty years ago about an accident at school and that the crying myrtle was the victim of that accident. Shortly thereafter, Hagrid was expelled from the school, again for causing a serious accident. ”

Perhaps, the two things are not connected. Harry said distressedly.

"But since Hagrid was kicked out, the attacks have stopped!" Hermione sighed, "You think there's something serious enough to expel a student from the school." Come to think of it, we last met Hagrid in Tumbledown Alley. ”

"He was just there buying potions to repel flesh-eating slugs. Harry raised his voice, "Hermione, Hagrid would never kill someone on purpose!"

"Surely he won't, but the monster he raised is hard to say. Hermione hesitated, "Hagrid likes dangerous animals, he thinks they're all funny, think about what he had at school last year, a three-headed giant dog and a young dragon." You see, shouldn't we ask Hagrid about these things?"

"It was a great visit. Hello, Hagrid, tell us, have you recently released some savage, hairy thing out of the castle?"

"It's not funny at all, Ron, out of an abundance of caution, I think"

"No, Hermione! Hagrid must be innocent, I believe him. Harry said stubbornly.

All four were silent, and the atmosphere was awkward. For a long time, no one spoke.