"So, no matter what, Malfoy will always have a way to get in. Van Lin rubbed his eyes, the sour feeling made Van Lin very uncomfortable. "Nicely done, though, Dobby, I think you should go back to sleep and find a place you like to take with you, or go out with Flash. ”

"Going shopping?" Dobie's eyes lit up, "but ......"

"Oh, there's nothing to be had. Van Lin quickly interrupted fraternity's gratitude, "This is the reward you deserve." ”

"Oh yes, of course. "Harry is sure.

"Kreacher did a great job, too," Hermione said quickly and kindly, but Kreacher didn't look very useful, and he rolled his wide, bloodshot eyes and said in a hoarse voice to the ceiling, "Oh, thanks Miss Granger, Kreacher, Kreacher heard me...... Oh, if only the mistress of Kreacher knew......"

"You can go," Van Lin quickly interrupted impatiently, although Kreacher had changed his opinion of him and Hermione because of Regulus, but for Hermione, Kreacher still had a hard time accepting.

Kreacher bowed deeply and disappeared.

"You'd better go get some sleep, too, Dobby. Van Lin repeated, and hurriedly waved his hand to signal Dobby to leave quickly.

"Yes, Master El!" Dobby said happily in a high-pitched voice, and then it vanished.

"Great, isn't it?" After the elf disappeared again, Harry turned to the Vanlin and said enthusiastically, "We already know where Malfoy has gone!

"yes, that's great," Ron said gloomily, his paper soaked with ink, and he was trying to get rid of the ink marks.

Hermione, unable to see it, pulled it to herself and began to suck the ink out with her wand.

After all, this was made by Dobby and Kreacher, and as the hostess, naturally Hermione had to do some aftermath work.

"But what did he and the 'different student' do there?" Hermione said as she waved her wand, "how many of them? you wouldn't think he entrusted what he was doing to so many people......

"yes, that's very strange," Harry said with a frown, "I heard him say to Kra that what he did wasn't about Cara......"

Harry's voice grew softer;

"What's wrong, did you find anything?" Van Lin raised an eyebrow, he didn't care how Malfoy was, but the crux of the matter now was...... He can't open the door to the secret room......

"Oh my God, how can I be so stupid," Harry said in chagrin, "it's obvious, isn't it? there's a big cabinet at the bottom of the tower...... He can steal something at any time during class......"

"Steal what?" said Ron.

"You mean...... Compound decoction. Van Lin said.

"It should be so, he stole the Polyjuice potion that Slughorn showed us during his first Potions lesson...... It's not just some students who are different every time who give Malfoy a ...... That's just Carat and Gower...... Yes, that's exactly right!" said Harry, jumping up and down in front of the fireplace.

"They're stupid enough that Malfoy didn't tell them what he was going to do, and they were willing to do it for him...... But Malfoy didn't want anyone to see them frequenting the women's restroom on the second floor, so he gave them a polyjuice decoction to make them look like someone else...... The two girls we saw on the day he didn't compete in Quidditch...... Ha, Kra and Goyle!"

"Do you want to say," Hermione said in a calm voice, "that little girl I helped her fix the scales—"

"Yes, of course!" Harry said loudly, looking at her, "Of course yes! Malfoy must have been in the women's bathroom at the time, so she- oh, what am I talking about?—— he dropped the scales on the ground and told Malfoy not to come out, because there must be someone else in there! And the girl who dropped the frog egg, it must have been! We followed him for so long and didn't even notice it!"

"He turned Carah and Goyle into girls?" Ron laughed, "Oh my God...... No wonder they don't seem to be very happy these days...... I wonder why they didn't let Malfoy taste it too......"

"Oh, they won't, how dare they, if he shows them his Dark Mark mark," Harry said.

"Woo...... We don't know if he actually has a Dark Mark or not," Hermione said with some suspicion, rolling up Ron's clean paper and handing it to Ron to prevent it from hurting again.

"We'll see," Harry said confidently.

So, it makes sense now. Van Lin hesitated slightly, it seemed that the entire women's toilet was being used by Malfoy, and the last time he entered the secret room.

However, according to the plan, Van Lin couldn't think of why Malfoy would need to use the Chamber of Secrets.

All you need to do is summon a few Death Eaters, the rest is completely unnecessary, and the Vanishing Cabinet can be placed there...... As long as he doesn't get discovered, that's all Malfoy needs to do.

"Yes, we will," Hermione said, stretching her legs, "but, Harry, don't get too excited, I still don't think you should go there when you don't know what's there." Also, I don't think you should forget," she said, lifting her bag over her shoulders and looking at Harry solemnly, "all you should be concentrating on at the moment is getting his memories from Slughorn." Good night!"

Hermione walked towards the girls' dormitory, and feeling a little upset as Harry watched the door close behind her, he turned to Ron, "What do you think?"

"I wish I could be a house-elf," Ron said, looking at where Dobby had disappeared, "and my apparition test report card is still in my bag." ”

With that, Ron's enthusiasm seemed to dissipate, and Hermione helped Ron with the final work, and now only Harry and Verlin were left here.

"So, what about you?" asked Harry keenly.

"I don't know......" Van Lin shook his head, he felt the need to discuss this matter with Dumbledore, even if Dumbledore had already made up his mind to disappear for a while to complete the role swap?

Dumbledore tried to master the power to defeat the Grim Reaper, and the Tomb of the North Pole was an option, as the Old World, while magic was scarce, did not seem to be too strict about the upper limit of ability.

Until now, Dumbledore has not let him enter the main burial chamber, but only stopped on the first floor of the Black Tower, for inside, Dumbledore and Nicolame are basically in a state of silence.

This made Van Lin a little irritated, which seemed to ......

"However, I don't recommend that you go over now. Van Lin said that he couldn't figure out why Voldemort would tell Malfoy the location of the Chamber of Secrets and help him get inside.

Assault on Hogwarts?

It's a dangerous idea.

"Why?" said Harry.

"Slahorn. "I don't think Malfoy's actions are more important than Dumbledore's mission, and in fact, we don't have time to mess around with him. ”

Harry stopped talking, he was a little too excited, but every time, he couldn't bear it.

Harry didn't sleep well that night, partly because of the blows from his companions, which kept him in bed for hours, but his mind kept imagining that tomorrow when Malfoy was sneaking into the women's bathroom, Harry suddenly broke in and saw what he was doing there.

What would it be? a conference room, a hiding place, a storage room, a workshop?

Harry's mind was in a state of extreme excitement. Eventually, he finally fell asleep, and then he dreamed that Malfoy would become Professor Slughorn and Snape......

Harry had been hopeful until the next morning, after breakfast, and he had some free time after Defence Against the Dark Arts class, so he decided to give it a try on the second floor at that time.

Harry tried to encourage Hermione, but the fact that the girl didn't intend to mess around with Harry made Harry a little angry.

"Look," he said, leaning forward, pressing his hand to the Daily Prophet that Hermione had just picked up from the mail owl. "I haven't forgotten about Slughorn, but I haven't thought of a way to get memories from him. Before I think of that, why don't you find out what Malfoy is up to?"

"I told you should go and convince Slughorn. Hermione said. "It's not to deceive him or confuse him, or Deng Liduo would have done it in a second. Rather than make a mess outside the girls' bathroom," she pulled the Daily Prophet from Harry's hand and unfolded it to look at the front page, "you should go to Slughorn and beg him." ”

"Is there anyone we know ......?" asked Hermione as she read the newspaper headlines.

"Yes!" said Hermione.

This caused both Harry and Ron to choke on breakfast at once.

"Luckily, he's not dead...... It's Mongtons, he's been caught in Azkaban, he's disguised as a ghoul and he's trying to commit a burglary, and a man named Octavius Pipo has gone missing. Oh, it's scary, a nine-year-old boy has been arrested for trying to kill his grandparents, who they think he has been under the multi-soul curse. ”

Then Hermione frowned.

"There are also some reports of unknown significance......"

"What is it?"

"Muggle's. Hermione shook her head, "Muggles are missing en masse?"

"Some may suspect that a wizard did it. Ron said, "There have been before, but wizards are not interested in intervening. ”

"Why does the Daily Prophet say this?" Harry asked.

"Maybe it's a reminder. Van Lin said, "Your dream, Harry!"

Then they quietly finished their breakfast. Hermione went straight to the arithmetic and divination class.

Ron was left in the common room, and he had to finish the end of Snape's treatise on Dementors, and Harry thought about the second-floor corridor as he stared at a tapestry on the opposite wall of a Huffpuff teaching a group of gnomes to ballet.

"Interesting, isn't it?" Van Lin looked at him with interest, but Harry dragged him away.

The two of them came to an empty hallway, where they donned Harry's cloak of invisibility because they didn't want to be disturbed.

Myrtle's toilet is very desolate, this is probably the most remote corner of the second floor, a cul-de-sac with three turns from the previous house, usually no one comes here, maybe this is the Slytherin family's storage room, and then converted into a toilet?

Harry didn't know how likely it was that he would be able to walk into the house and Malfoy was there, but at least his first move hadn't been messed up by the eleven-year-old girl that Cara or Goyle was pretending to be.

The two men approached the hidden doorway to the women's restroom and closed their eyes.

"He may not be here......"

"Maybe it's inside. Harry said as the two men walked in with their invisibility cloaks on.

Myrtle's toilet is still the same, wooden toilet, and the sink, which looks more gorgeous.

"So, what are you going to do, Harry?" Van Lin looked into Harry's eyes, "open this place, and go in?"

"What's the problem?"

"But you have to think clearly, Harry," said Van Lin, "if we go in, we can't leave if Malfoy leaves anything dangerous, and it's ......"

"Hey, I didn't call you......" Harry shook his head, then turned his face to the sink.

The Parseltongue is still so bad, which makes Van Lin a little uncomfortable.

But after waiting for a while, the sink in front of me did not move.

This left Harry a little dumbfounded.

"Are you sure you're right?"

"No problem. Harry repeated several times in disbelief, "But why is this so?"

"Dumbledore sealed this place. "Remember, when I was in second grade?" ”

"And what is Malfoy doing here?"

"Who knows. Van Lin touched the stone platform with his hand, "There was no reaction at all." ”

"Oh shit......" Harry was a little frustrated, and at one point he tried to blast it away with his wand.

Thankfully, it was already close to Snape's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, so Harry took off his invisibility cloak and stuffed it into his school bag, and the two of them went to Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

"You're late again, Potter, and you, Al!" Snape said nonchalantly as Vanlin and Harry hurried into the torch-lit classroom, "Gryffindor deducts 20 points." ”

Harry looked at Snape angrily as he rushed over to Ron and sat down, almost half of the class still walking into the teacher, pulling out his textbooks and sorting things out.

Harry wasn't later than they were.

As for Van Lin, this is entirely a concatenation.

"So, before this class begins, I'd like to take a look at your papers on Dementors," Snape said with a nonchalant wave of his wand, and twenty-five rolls of parchment quickly rose into the air and flew neatly toward his desk.

"And I hope your homework this time isn't as stupid as the last paper on the Imperius Curse that I can't stand it. Now, if you've turned to the book—what's the matter, Mr. Finigan?"

"Sir," said Seamus, "I'm curious if you can tell me the difference between a zombie and a ghost, because the Daily Prophet has a ...... about zombies."

"No, no," Snape said impatiently.

"But sir, I hear people talking about ......"

"If you do read the paper, Mr. Finigan, you'll know that a zombie is nothing, it's nothing more than a name for the sneaky thief Mongtons Fletch. ”

"I think Snape and Mongtons are on the side," Harry muttered to the Van Lins that he shouldn't have said that after Mongertens' arrest

“...... Potter seems to have a lot to say on this issue, though," Snape said suddenly, pointing to the back of the classroom, his dark eyes fixed on Harry, "Let's ask Potter and see how he tells us the difference between a zombie and a ghost." ”

For a moment, the class looked at Harry, who quickly tried to remember what Dumbledore had told him when he and Dumbledore visited Slughorn together.

"Hmm-well-ghosts are transparent," Harry said, racking his brains.

"Oh, good," Snape interrupted, his lips pursed, "yes, it's clear that nearly six years of magical education have been wasted on you, Potter. 'Ghosts are transparent. ’”

Pansy Parkinson burst out laughing, as did the others, and Harry took a deep breath to keep his composure, even though he was thrilled inside,

"Yes, ghosts are transparent, but zombies are dead bodies, aren't they......? That's all a sixth-year student can tell us?" Snape mocked.