The attacks on Justin and Nick have made people feel like schools are no longer safe. Among them, Nick's fate seems to be more worrying. People ask each other: What terrible force can harm a person who is already dead? Who doesn't even let go of ghosts? Fears from the unknown have people flocking to the Hogwarts station to book tickets so they can go home for Christmas, and they don't want to spend an extra moment at school.

Under Dumbledore's suppression, the Chamber of Secrets didn't spread outside of the school, but people avoided Harry and Ron every time they appeared in the hallway, as if they had fangs or were about to spit venom at everyone. The fact that people were pointing at them as they walked past them was a bit uncomfortable for Harry and the others, but who had made it so coincidental that they were the first to arrive in two of the three attacks that appeared?

Malfoy wasn't going to sneer at Harry this year, saying things like only homeless kids staying in school. Because this Christmas, he will also spend his holiday at Hogwarts, and his two henchmen have stayed. This was good news for Harry: Hermione's polyjuice was about to be ready, just as most of them were coming home for Christmas. By seizing this opportunity, they could get some words out of Malfoy.

Christmas morning was cold and white everywhere. Aitch was wrapped in a thick quilt, and he was so warm that even if he woke up, he closed his eyes and didn't want to get up.

"Oh, Erwin, don't make a fuss." A little cold air leaked through Edge's bed, and a fluffy mass drilled up his waist until it crawled up to Edge's neck, sticking his head out and rubbing it against Edge's face. The thick fat tail is not honest in the bed, and it is on Edge's hand all at once, and it is about to poke outside all of a sudden. Aitch hugged Erwin tightly, "Let me squint a little longer, and I'll let Hill bring you food." ”

The Christmas tree in the Ravenclaw common room was piled high with Edge's gifts, more from Snape and Malfoy than from last year. Snape sent a sharp knife, which was best used to cut materials; Malfoy, on the other hand, carefully selected an old book from his family's collection, which was hard to find on the market.

This year's gala was something no one missed. The lobby is a beautiful sight, with two frosty Christmas trees, heavy friezes hanging from the ceiling, evergreen trees that cross the ceiling, and snowflakes falling from the roof, adding to the festive atmosphere. Dumbledore led the singing of several of his favorite carols to joy. With a few eggnog glasses down, Hagrid grew elated, seemingly oblivious to the annoyance of complaining that his was dead before the party. Percy didn't notice that Fred had cast a spell on his favorite Miyoshi badge and turned it into a pin, still constantly asking them what they were laughing at.

Aitch noticed that before the party was over, Hermione secretly called Harry and Ron away. They were going to use the polyjuice plan, and Aitch wasn't going to break it, and they weren't going to get anything out of Malfoy anyway. But Hermione seems to be going to have something happen tonight, and compound potions can't turn people into animals.

"It's really disobedient." If the three of them can honestly ignore it, this Christmas will be a little merry. Aitch shook his head secretly, and he drank the last sip of pumpkin juice and left early as usual.

By the time Harry and Ron, disguised as Crabbe and Goyle, came out of the women's bathroom on the first floor, Aitch realized that Hermione had really made a fuss about the original book - she had thrown Millicent's cat hair into her hair to drink.

Aitch came to the bathroom where sobbing sounds, knocked on the door, and a scream came from inside: "I told you, I don't want to go at all, you can go by yourself." ”

"It's me, Hermione." Aitch kept her tone as soft as she could, so as not to irritate Hermione even more.

"Edge, is that you? Why are you here? Hermione's voice was surprised and panicked.

"I see you poured out the Crab and their medicine," would Aitch say he was a prophet? "So I followed, but I only saw two people going out, and I thought you might be in trouble now......"

"No, I'm fine......" Hermione wanted Aitch to leave quickly, "I just had too much dinner and need to go to the bathroom, do you have to worry about that?" ”

A powerful reason occupies the right time and place here, "Okay, then I'll wait for you outside." Aitch picked up the cup that had rolled out from under the bathroom door, and there was still a disgusting yellow compound potion left in it, and the bubbles burst and gave off a disgusting smell. Aitch placed it next to the pot that was still hanging, and the pot that had gone out smelled like it had the power to make people feel defenseless.

The footsteps faded away, Hermione opened the door slightly, looked through the crack in the door, and saw that Aitch had really gone out, and locked the door with a "bang", and cried loudly, "It's a dead man now." ”

"Boom-" Edge's fragrant fox slipped in from under the bathroom door, biting Hermione's trouser leg back with her mouth to get the sad person's attention.

"Elwin, what should I do?" Hermione picked it up from the ground. Her face was covered with black hair, her eyes turned into yellow pupils, and her long, pointed ears stood up through her hair. Broken pearly tears fell down the long whiskers on either side of the mouth.

"That's a cat hair!" She cried under her breath, "Mi Yi Mi Lisen must have a cat." And that medicine must not be used to convert with animals. ”

Erwin jumped out of Hermione's embrace, straightened up his front legs, opened the bathroom door, and pulled Hermione's robe to pull her out, "Don't, Erwin, I don't want to go out." Hermione covered her face with one hand and tugged at the corner of her dress with the other, tears streaming down her furry palms.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, let's go find Madame Pomry, I'm sure she'll have a way." Aitch crept in at some point, his voice whispering softly in Hermione's ear, "Lady Pomri is a proper doctor, she never asks too many questions. Hermione felt a sudden darkness in front of her, and the sweet scent of lavender made Hermione feel at peace. It was Aitch who took off the robe he was wearing and put it on Hermione's head, covering her tightly.

The weeping myrtle walked quickly and let out a shrill laugh, "Wait for everyone to see what you look like when you grow a tail." ”

"Let's go, leave her alone." Aitch hugged Hermione, patted Hermione on the back, comforted the girl who was hurt in her heart, and helped her walk towards the school doctor's office, "Now everyone has just finished the party, and it will be troublesome if there are too many people." ”

Beauty and ugliness are a dead end for girls, especially for strong girls like Hermione, they always want to show the best in front of others, and it is really terrifying to become the ghost now. Aitch knew this, so he sent Hermione to Mrs. Pomri in the school doctor's room, and left in acknowledgment.