"Carl, it's so late, why are you?"

Harry emerged from behind the statue and looked at Carl in a daze.

Carl looked back at him as well, and with a flick of his wrist, the copy of "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Magic" in his hand disappeared.

"That's what I want to ask you too, Harry. Karl said meaningfully, "It's not wise to wander around the castle alone at such a late hour." ”

Carl Xin said that Dumbledore is not at school now, and if you are bumped into by Quirrell, maybe Voldemort will let Quirrell kill you directly.

Harry clearly didn't understand and blinked inexplicably.

Carl shook his head and said nothing more.

He looked Harry up and down, and sighed at the sight of the school robe draped over his pajamas and his shivering legs.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the dormitory. ”

With that, he turned and walked in the direction of the Gryffindor common room.

Harry followed behind Carl, and after a moment's thought, he spoke, "Carl, can I ask you a question?"

"It's better not to. Carl shook his head.

Harry's expression froze, he didn't expect Karl to refuse so decisively.

He thought they were friends after the last incident.

Seeing that Harry stopped talking, Karl sighed.

"If you have any questions, just ask. ”

Although he may not necessarily answer that.

Harry immediately picked himself up, and he took a few quick steps to Karl's side, and looked up at him.

"Carl, have we met before? I mean before Hogwarts. ”

Karl glanced at Harry and shook his head, "No. Why do you say that?"

Opening his mouth, Harry was about to tell why, but for no reason, he lied.

"It's fine. Harry shook his head, "It just feels familiar." ”

Lie!

Karl immediately concluded that his Regent Mind was not in vain.

Maybe it's Voldemort's relationship, Carl was born with a great talent in regents, although he is far inferior to Voldemort, but a little wizard like Harry, Carl can tell at a glance whether what he said is true or not, as long as he has a heart.

However, Carl didn't dig deeper, he was already busy enough to be in the mood to meddle with other people's affairs.

The two went back to the common room and separated, and the fat lady asked where they had gone, but no one answered her.

Harry lay on the bed in his dormitory, and soon fell into his dream, and this time, for some reason, he didn't dream of Carl again, and slept until dawn.

And Carl, he didn't sleep all night, and stayed up all night holding the book "Cutting-edge Dark Arts Revealed".

......

The next day, Thursday, October 31, is the eve of Halloween.

It's the liveliest day of Halloween this time, and it's even more Halloween like Halloween than Halloween day.

In the Muggle world, every year on this day, once it was evening, all Muggle children would put on make-up clothes and masks, and go door-to-door to collect candy.

The wizarding world will of course celebrate, and only crazier.

So the whole school, with the exception of Carl, was rejoicing at the upcoming Halloween night dinner tonight.

Early in the morning, Carl got out of bed with a pair of panda eyes, and after some washing, yawned and prepared to finish breakfast before going to his last classes before Halloween.

As soon as he entered the hallway, he smelled the smell of roasted pumpkin, and his mind couldn't help but clear up a little because he had stayed up all night.

As usual, Carl meets Hermione in the auditorium.

I don't know when Hermione got up earlier than him.

At this time, the girl was drinking milk while reading this morning's Daily Prophet.

The cup of milk was steaming hot, and Hermione could only take small sips.

As soon as Carl came over, Hermione didn't even look at it, and said directly, "Morning, Carl." ”

"Morning, Hermione. Carl responded.

He'd gotten used to it, and Hermione seemed to tell it was him just by the sound of footsteps.

He put the prepared breakfast on the table and stepped over the bench to sit next to Hermione.

"Anything big is happening, Hermione. Carl asked with a grin, taking a slice of bread into his mouth.

He knew it, and although Hermione hadn't asked him again, she had been investigating the Death Curse before.

The girl seemed to have been trying to see any clues in the Daily Prophet, but after all this time, she found nothing.

The wizarding world is calm.

She read the newspapers in the past, but there was a major event before the start of the semester, someone broke into Gringotts on July 31, and if she insisted on connecting them, the time was not right.

Hermione gave Carl a blank look, drank the rest of the milk, picked up a stack of books on the edge of the table and stuffed it into her bag, and stood up from her seat.

"See you at noon in the library, Carl. ”

After that, he didn't say anything to Carldo, picked up his schoolbag and turned around and left.

Carl only had time to reply, "See you at the library." Hermione was already far away.

Looking at Hermione's back, Carl looked puzzled.

What's the matter, it wasn't like this two days ago?

Why are you so grumpy today?

......

In the morning, Potions class, two sessions in a row.

Karl stirred the potion in the cauldron as the book asked, and was in a daze for nothing.

But even then, Snape couldn't find even the slightest fault in his operations.

Dual-minded, this is Carl's basic operation.

Therefore, Snape could only habitually ignore Carl's existence as usual, and turn his head to bully the other Gryffindor students in the class.

Watch as the potion in the cauldron gradually turns from red to milky white under his agitation.

Inexplicably, Carl thought of the milk Hermione had drunk in the morning.

The two things are really alike, both steaming hot.

In other words, if you drink such hot milk early in the morning, can you eat anything else?

"it!"

Karl seemed to suddenly think of something, and subconsciously said something.

The voice was loud, and the eyes of all the students in the class were drawn.

At the same time, Snape immediately walked over as if he had smelled a shark smelling fish.

"Disrupt classroom discipline, Cooper!

"Oh~no!"

There was a sporadic whining in the classroom, but it was immediately silenced by Snape.

In the face of the glaring glares of the Gryffindors, Karl smiled embarrassedly at him.

"Pay attention next time, pay attention next time. He whispered.

Under Hermione's watch, he had been fine for a long time.

None of that's the point, though.

The point is......

Hot Milk!

I'll go!

He seemed to understand something.

But it seems that drinking milk at this time is a bit unpleasant, right?

Maybe he remembered wrong?

......

At noon, after lunch, Carl arrived at the library early, but did not see Hermione.

As usual, there were not many people in the library.

He wanted to talk to the little girl and tell her not to drink indiscriminately, but he didn't expect to see no one at all.

Someone else found him.

It was another Slytherin boy, and as soon as Carl entered the library, he got up from his seat and walked over to him.

Carl was secretly wary, but he didn't expect that the boy only gave him a note.

Carl didn't dare to slack off, walked to a hidden corner of the reading area, and saw that there was no one around, so he opened the note.

There are only two sentences in it:

Act tonight, Carl!

"Nima!"

Karl casually threw the note on the table, and with a wave of his wand, the note was burned to ashes.

Voldemort actually told him not to act rashly, what is this?

However, if this is the case......

Karl stood up from his seat.

If everything is still the same, doesn't that mean ......

He had to go to Hermione.

It's just that before he could get out of the library, Hermione came over by herself.

The girl's face was streaked with tears, her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had cried.

Seeing Hermione's appearance, Carl was annoyed for no reason.