After a stirring in the hallway, Filch arbitrarily accused Harry of being the murderer, Professor McGonagall analyzed the situation in detail, Snape interrogated Harry in a strange way, and Lockhart began to show off his great achievements again, and wanted to snatch the task of preparing potions originally assigned to Snape. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 In the end, it was Dumbledore who overrode the public opinion and insisted on the principle of "no guilt in doubt", and let the three Harry leave the place.

"Where have you been?" Pansy, who was sitting at the table, whispered when she saw Malfoy, her tone full of anxiety and worry. "You won't be afraid when that Filch cat heard it was petrified—" Pansy said to herself, and then looked at him scrutinically, as if she had thought of something. "Where the hell were you just now?"

"Do you suspect that I am the murderer?" Malfoy felt a little amused, and changed the subject, he could certainly tell that the girl was worried about him.

Eventually, Pansy's questioning went aside. Because after Malfoy told a few jokes, Pansy's attention was distracted.

However, the atmosphere in the auditorium was not very good, the original festive atmosphere was diluted a lot by this petrification, the students didn't talk about the Halloween pumpkin ghosts, they talked about the attack on Mrs. Loris, although most of the students didn't like Filch, but when they saw Filch's dejected look, they couldn't help but have a trace of sympathy, and a sense of self-danger.

"Be wary of those who are enemies with their heirs. What does this mean, a Ravenclaw student asked again at their desk.

"That's not the point, what we should be most concerned about right now is what exactly petrified it. Another thin boy said.

"Medusa?" Luna raised her hand in the air.

"Oh, little Luna, that thing doesn't exist like the scimitar-horned snoring you found. One student said again.

"I'll find it someday. With that, Luna lowered her head again, and seemed to start thinking about where to find her scimitar-horned snorer, and didn't care about the current situation anymore.

"Medusa?" Hearing this word, the body of a girl who had been burying her head seemed to tremble, as if she had thought of something, and then raised her head and said, "Professor Sprout told us in class..."

"Are you saying there might be a basilisk in our school?" it was a gentle female voice, but everyone could feel the trills in her tone, and if Malfoy was here, he would know who this dark-haired girl was—Cho Chang from the East.

As a result, the rumor spread throughout the school almost overnight.

All the students knew that there might be a basilisk in the school that stared at people and died.

"Draco!" A few days later, Malfoy was enjoying his breakfast at the Slytherin table when he suddenly saw two dark shadows appear in front of him, and they shouted at the same time, Malfoy felt the anxiety in their hearts.

"Huh?" Malfoy raised his head and raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Weasley brothers with serious faces.

"What are you doing here?" asked Pansy, if she had little to no interaction with the Gryffindor students, and that she would obviously have to be a Quidditch player with a heart for her opponents, and the Weasley brothers were two of them.

"It's not convenient to say here. Both Fred and George changed their usual hippie smiles to a serious tone.

"I know what you're trying to ask. Malfoy said, waving his hand. "That's just a coincidence, if I really can predict the prophet, I shouldn't be just making a little money in your eyes, right?"

The Weasley brothers were in a state of flux. After a moment of silence, George asked, "Do you still want those things?"

"As you please. Malfoy took a cup of honey tea and drank it, as if he didn't want to talk to them again.

"We're not going to take advantage of you. Fred dropped these words, and returned to Gryffindor's table with George.

"If you're doing business with the Weasleys, Uncle Lucius will scold you to death. When George and Fred were gone, Pansy looked at him in surprise.

"You're not going to snitch, are you?" said Malfoy, looking at her quietly.

"Uh—" With little hesitation, Pansy dismissed the question, but she wondered what the deal was going on.

"You should know as soon as the afternoon. Malfoy said.

"That's why I hate your appetite the most. Pansy looked at him angrily.

In the afternoon, the mystery was revealed.

Lockhart was the first to be killed, not by the basilisk, of course.

Ever since the elf catastrophe, Professor Lockhart has never brought living creatures into class again, choosing to read his books to his students in large paragraphs, sometimes acting out dramatic episodes.

So in the defense of the dark arts class in the afternoon, Lockhart was performing "Weekend with Werewolves" with Harry, Lockhart played himself, Harry played the werewolf, and just as Harry's character was about to pounce on Lockhart's throat and bite Lockhart's throat, and Lockhart was about to fight back, a discordant voice suddenly appeared in the classroom.

"Giggles. The sound was like the first domino dropped, and it was like a bomb thrown into deep water, and the next rooster crow in the classroom was simply incessant.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Lockhart was stunned by what he saw, how pompous it was for dozens of rooster crow letters to be opened together, his voice was covered by the noisy rooster crow, and it seemed that even if he did, no student would pay attention to him.

Looking at the chaos in the classroom, Neville secretly buried his head, the first yelling letter was accidentally activated by him, he didn't expect that he would actually cause such a big chain reaction.

When the news of a possible Basilisk from Ravenclaw came out of Hogwarts, they were alarmed, and then they all knew that the crowing of a rooster would kill the basilisk, so some of the students called the attention of the school's rooster, and even the trio went to look for Hagrid, only to be told that all the roosters had died in an accident. This made them smell a little more of a conspiracy.

Then some of the students heard the propaganda: "Rooster Roar Letter, your best choice against the basilisk, two or two for one, buy more, buy more at a time, and there is a bigger discount." ”

Needless to say, this is George and Fred's propaganda, although there are still doubts, but it is not the character of the Weasley brothers to put money and not make money.

So almost in the blink of an eye, all the students carried a few rooster roaring letters, and Neville became the first fuse, detonating Lockhart's class, of course, this should also be related to the unconvincing of some male students, after all, for students who study hard, Lockhart really has no real talent, which is why they dare to follow suit. If it was Professor McGonagall's class, as long as her face was blank, Neville's careless behavior might be like a spark in the wind, and it would not be able to make a prairie fire at all.

Anyway, Lockhart didn't make it to class today, he seemed a little angry, and went to Dumbledore's office to complain, saying that the students collectively flouted classroom discipline, but Dumbledore was easily blocked back, on the grounds that it was not a bad thing for the students who were affected by the rumors to relax in this way.

But the first thing Lockhart did in the next class was to check everyone's pockets and bags, and he confiscated all the rooster crow letters, which drew a wave of protest from his classmates, but he kept his elegant smile and said, "You don't have a chance to open those letters when you face the basilisk, what you need is it." Then he paced up to all the students and handed them something like an amulet. Then he returned to the podium and said loudly, "This is the anti-petrification charm I have carefully made for you, you only need to put it on your chest, even if you look directly at the basilisk, you will be unscathed!" After saying that, he winked at all the students, and most of the female students looked at him with a look of adoration with starry eyes. Compared with the noisy roaring letter, the exquisite talisman in front of them is more in line with their aesthetic concept.

"Cut. Ron pouted from under the podium and turned his head dismissively.

Harry stared at the amulet in front of him, his instincts telling him that the Weasley brothers' howl letter was more useful.

As for Hermione, she carefully put away the amulet and put it in her bag.