Harry and Van Lin have been having a very hard time these days, of course, because of the petrified Lady Loris. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even though it had been proven to Dombridore that Lady Loris was not the fault of the two of them, the students at Hogwarts did not think so.

Especially when everyone saw the handwriting written in blood on the wall, it didn't feel like a prank at all.

A faint element of uneasiness spread from the hearts of all the little wizards.

Early this morning, when everyone was having breakfast, some people pointed at Fan Lin and the others from time to time, and seemed to believe that these things were inseparable from them.

"Forget it, Harry, don't worry about these things. Van Lin patted Harry on the shoulder, even though the stares were very uncomfortable.

And just now, Fred and George jokingly complimented Harry and Van Lin for petrifying that damn cat.

This made Harry extremely angry. Thankfully, Harry didn't break out like that, and with the persuasion of the three of them, Harry finally stabilized his mood a little. Although, the Velles brothers have been trying to get rid of that damn cat.

"You know, Fred and George were just kidding. Ron said awkwardly that his two older brothers had caused him a lot of trouble.

"Van Lin...... Harry ...... "Laura walked through the doorway, but Slaergerin's identity made him seem out of place with Gryffindor.

"Otherwise, I'll help you testify and let everyone know that this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

"No, Laura. Van Lin smiled bitterly, "Actually, it's useless, no one will believe it, and many Gryffindors have celebrated what happened to Lady Loris." ”

"What are you doing, Laura Chris?" Malfoy's voice came from Slyering's long table, and he walked in this direction with his two idiots.

"Are you groveling to the Savior, or are you taking a fancy to him, a man with a split head?"

"Malfoy, you're really disgusting......" Laura looked gloomily at Malfoy as she walked in, and she wanted to slap Malfoy in the face a few times.

"What, what I said upset you? Laura Chris?"

"Malfoy, you must have brushed your teeth with cow dung in the morning......" Hermione glared at Malfoy.

"Shut up, Mudbloods!" Malfoy looked at Hermione viciously, "Still, you don't have a few days left, do you?"

After speaking, without waiting for Grando's people to react, Malfoy walked away with his two henchmen without looking back.

"I'm sorry......" Laura bowed deeply to Hermione.

"It's not your fault, Laura. Hermione waved her hand, and Laura's apology made her very awkward.

"No, I'm apologizing to you on behalf of the wizarding family, Malfoy's style has seriously tarnished the honor. ”

For a while, everyone fell silent, the bloodline of wizards, this is a word that is quite taboo now, after all, there was once such a person, under the banner of bloodline, almost destroyed the entire magical world.

"I think I'm out of here. With that, Laura took her book in her arms, turned and walked out of the hall.

The first class was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, and given Professor McGonagall's majesty, no one dared to be late for even a minute.

The four of them hurriedly came to the classroom to find a seat to do a good job, this class was with Slajerin, in view of what happened in the hall just now, after Van Lin and the others came in, they just nodded to Laura, Slagerin's new friend, and didn't look at it more. Malfoy was lazily lying on the table, and when the four of Van Lin passed by him, Malfoy snorted at Hermione with bad intentions.

"Alright, turn to page 143 of your textbook, what we're going to learn today is to turn living things into dead things, everyone knows this spell, right?"

Professor McGonagall pulled out his wand and gave it a gentle touch to the parrot above the desk.

"VeraVerto!"

The living parrot changed its current form at a rapid pace, and a delicate crystal goblet rested on the desk where the parrot stood in place.

This was a necessity for Professor McGonagall's lessons, and the skillful spell casting always caught the eye of most young wizards, but unfortunately, the situation did not apply today, and everyone's attention was not focused on learning.

"Can anyone demonstrate?" Professor McGonagall glanced at, "that's you, Mr. Ron Willes. ”

Ron sat up straight with a grimace, unsure if his wand would be up to the task.

Ron's fat, missing little thumb mouse was lying on the table sluggishly, and Ron's transformation object was this stupid mouse.

"VeraVerto!"

Ron's wand didn't shoot out the same amount of black smoke and sparks of magic as it used to be, but the spell didn't work as well as it should.

The rat's body surged constantly, and soon it took the form of a goblet, if that could be counted as a cup.

The whole body of the cup is covered in speckled fur, which looks very disgusting, and there is a mouse tail left next to the cup, and it is still shaking, which looks very funny.

"I suppose you'll need to get a wand as soon as possible, Mr. Veles. Professor McGonagall said solemnly, but no one laughed, and the atmosphere in the class was still so quiet.

Hermione suddenly raised her hand, as the top student in the class, Hermione was deeply liked by Professor McGonagall.

"You're going to show me, Miss Granger. Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses, glad that the class was back to its usual atmosphere. But this was not what Professor McGonagall wanted.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. Hermione frowned, looking at Professor McGonagall with a serious expression, "Can you tell us a little bit about that secret room?"

Hermione's voice echoed through the classroom, and all eyes were on Professor McGonagall.

"Miss Granger......" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, trying to decline the request that had nothing to do with the class.

Professor McGonagall walked back and forth at the front of the room, feeling everyone's intentions and now considering the pros and cons of the matter.

"Well, Miss Granger......" Professor McGonagall's face turned a little pale, "then I'll tell you about the Chamber of Secrets." ”