The news of the attack on Colin Creevy in Gryffindor, who now lies like a dead man in his hospital room, spread like wings all over the school almost overnight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, rumors became even louder in the school, and everyone except Slytherin House was in danger and suspicious.

Hufflepuff's Ernie McMillan is a pureblood, but that doesn't help his courage and audacity that much.

Once Vio went to the library and heard Ernie telling people everywhere that his ancestors had been wizards for nine generations.

But a Slytherin first-year student walked past him, and as soon as he wiped his robe, he immediately screamed for mercy and let him go.

The Slytherin first-year students laughed and brought the incident back to the common room to keep everyone entertained for a while.

The remaining first-year freshmen from the other houses were now always huddled together in groups, as if they were going to do something alone, they would be attacked.

Ginny was probably the only student outside of Slytherin to be a loner, and that wasn't quite accurate.

Xiao Luo sometimes went to her on purpose, "Contact and liaise, after all, my duty is to comfort all the girls." Xiao Luo's exact words.

But most of this was due to the aftermath of the last time she was unconscious under the petrified Lady Loris, and then called in by Dumbledore to talk.

Unlike Vio's loneliness at the beginning, everyone is actually afraid of her.

Fred and George, in order to make her happy, often took turns draped in feathers or made themselves covered in scabies, jumping out of behind one of the statues she passed by to tease her.

But this approach seems to be better than Xiao Luo doing nothing and chatting exclusively with Ginny.

Eventually, Percy wrote back a letter to the Weasley brothers to make them stop.

During this time, the hall of the auditorium became a trading center for all the gadgets.

Vio discovers that Xiao Luo has temporarily stopped supplying candy, and instead used all of their profits and their funds to buy a bunch of amulets, exorcisms, and other strange things from the joke shop.

These things were especially popular, even faster than candy to make the "Slytherin MSC Store" famous on campus. Every time you go to the dining hall, you can always see a large group of people surrounding Xiao Luo.

"It's about keeping up with the times, keeping up with the pace of consumers, planning everything right for them, and three nuts will do. ”

Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor also bought quite a few from him, like stinking onions, spiky amethysts, and a rotting newt tail.

When Vio saw it, he didn't know whether to tell him or not: he was a pure-blood, and he wouldn't be attacked at all.

But someone took action before her, and Neville shook his head resolutely, "They started with Filch, but everyone knows I'm pretty much a squib." ”

Since he has such self-knowledge of himself, the people around him will follow him.

Halfway through the rainy month of December, and towards the end of the third week, Professor Snape asked the senior prefects to gather a list of students who would like to spend Christmas at school.

The Santrill couple wrote to Vio back at the end of November, but several letters were rejected by Vio, and when she thought of Santriel Manor and the library that hid mysteries, she felt that she had too many abilities to improve and things to prepare.

Because of this, she didn't dare to go back now.

Moreover, Hermione said that the polyjuice decoction was almost ready. Pansy Parkinson unexpectedly registered his name on that form, and Vio had even more reason not to go back.

As Christmas approached, Slytherin and Gryffindor attended the last Potions class of the semester together.

The venue was still a large underground classroom, and as usual, there were twenty or so crucibles between the wooden tables, on which were placed copper scales and jars of ingredients.

Professor Snape came out of the smoke and crudely criticized everything Gryffindor had to offer, and then focused on Harry's lab bench among the targets of those criticisms.

It was always a time of slytherin gloating, and Draco smiled back and forth at Ron's unconvinced eyes.

Nott and Daphne talked about Harry's swelling potion like a water-infused fake.

Hermione sighed helplessly and whispered to Harry in a serious voice, "That actually makes a lot of sense. Didn't you add berries?"

Harry shifted to the side in dissatisfaction, unwilling to listen to Hermione's continuation.

He knew that his swelling potion was very thin, but it was another thing to hear someone say it.

In the midst of the bustle, Vio notices that Pansy Parkinson's is unusual from the usual.

She kept a very low profile about her potions, looking like she was looking down at them, but she was actually always looking at Harry out of the corner of her eye.

Other than that, she just laughed at what the others said, and at most she took the initiative to say a few words to Draco.

Towards the end of class, Vio stood up, put his potion into a bottle, sealed it, and made a sample to send to the podium.

Snape stared at the colloidal solution in her bottle for a few seconds, then nodded at her for the first time.

Although the professor didn't say a word, it was enough to make Vio jump for excitement, and her perseverance in Potions finally got a little recognition, and this recognition came from a usually very picky Potions expert!

Vio happily returned to the table to pack his bag and eagerly made his way through the rows of tables to tell Hermione about it, only to find Harry, Hermione, and Ron in a circle, whispering.

In the next few seconds, they quickly packed their bags and pretended that nothing had happened.

After noon, a few people went to the last window row in the library, where they almost had regular seats.

Hermione looked around warily, then motioned to Harry.

Harry then pulled out a black-covered notebook from his bag.

It was the journal of the Riddle that Vio had locked in a drawer and found missing.

Vio looked at the three Harry silently, but didn't speak.

"Where did this journal come from, Harry?" Ron asked.

"I don't know," Harry thought, flipping through the journal in his hand, only to find that it was blank.

"When I came back from handing in the sample homework, I was about to pick up my bag when it fell out of the bag on its own. It's so old, it doesn't look like I bought it before and then forgot about it. ”

"Look here, there's a line of words on this cover, and it's so faded that I can't see it clearly. Ron said, leaning his face up to look more closely.

"Fifty years ago!" exclaimed Hermione, "what's that ink dot on the first page?"

"Wait. Ron gave a look of realization, "I know the name. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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