"I'm going to talk to him about ......"

"I'm going to tell him what happened to the martial arts club and the snake. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," Harry said.

Erni licked her gray lips, took a deep breath, and said, "We're all there. We saw what was happening. ”

"Did you notice, then? When I finished talking to the snake, it retreated. Harry asked.

"What I saw," said Erney, shuddering and stammering, "was you speaking snake language, instigating the snake to bite Van Lin." ”

"I didn't ......," Harry argued.

"But that's the truth!" said Erney, "we've seen it, and you should have spoken to Vanlin, not Justine. ”

"Van Lin, he believes me, and Hermione, Ron......" Harry turned a little pale.

"Oh......" Erney's face darkened, "that's really sad, how many of them...... Anyway, I'm not going to tell you Justine's whereabouts. ”

"I didn't instigate it!" Harry's voice trembled with anger, "it didn't even touch him!, why didn't you believe me......"

"That's just a little bit," Ernie replied, "I want to tell you that you can trace my family back to witches and wizards nine generations ago. My pedigree is as pure as everyone else, so ......"

"I don't care what kind of blood you have!" Harry said roughly, "why would I attack Muggle-borns?"

"I've heard that you hate the Muggles you live with. Erni replied hurriedly.

"It's impossible to live with the Dursleys and not hate them. Harry said, "If you don't believe it, you can try it." ”

"I'm just ......," Ernie was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Harry.

Harry's face flushed, and he tried to pull out his wand and cast some kind of spell on the pig-like fool in front of him to bring him to his senses, but he still retained the last shred of his senses, and only grabbed Ernnie by the collar with one hand.

As a result, the atmosphere in the library became tense, and several Huffpuffs did not dare to catch their breath, they had already decided that Harry was the heir of Slajelin, and they were afraid that they would die here.

Harry...... What are you doing?" Laura's voice came from outside the library just in time, and she had just walked in when she saw it.

"Let go of him, Harry!" Laura walked over quickly, one hand holding Harry's arm weakly, she getting weaker and weaker.

"But ......"

"Anyway, you let go of my hand, this is not the behavior of a young wizard, do you really want your guesses to be confirmed......" Laura said solemnly, a look of shock to Harry's pale face.

Harry had seen that look on Van Lin's face before, as well as Hermione, but he had succeeded in provoking Hermione, he didn't want to provoke Laura, and ......

Regardless, Harry let go of his grip on Ernie, a little unwilling, but he couldn't really do anything to Ernie.

He turned and rushed out of the library, not thinking where he was going, he was furious. As a result, he hit his head on something big and hard, and sat on the ground with a fart.

"Harry......" Laura was behind trying to catch up, but she was too weak.

"I advise you to stay away from Harry Potter, you have seen what he has just done...... "Erney said with trepidation, "but yes, you are a Slygerin, as a pureblood, you don't have to be afraid of anything, on the contrary, you should be his supporter." ”

"Shut up, Ernie," Laura said angrily, "maybe your mother didn't teach you how to talk like a human being, not like a stupid pig......"

Ernie wanted to say something, but Laura didn't give him a chance, put down the stack of books in her hand, turned around and chased after her, and of course she gave Ernie a gag charm before leaving.

......

Hagrid's face was hidden behind a long snow-covered wool scarf, which couldn't have been anyone else, as his mole's fur coat took up most of the passage. His large, gloved hands were holding a dead.

"Hello, Harry?" he lifted his scarf to speak, "why don't you go to class?"

"Cancelled," Harry said as he got up, eager to ask about Hagrid's chamber, but the thought was suppressed, "What are you doing here?"

Hagrid lifted the wilting.

"The second one to be killed this term," he explained, "is neither a fox nor a weasel, and I'm going to get the principal's permission to cast magic near the chicken coop." ”

He leaned in to stare at Harry from under his thick, snow-covered eyebrows.

"You're alright, why do you look annoyed?"

Harry had no choice but to repeat what Ernie and the others had said about him.

"Nothing," he said, "I've got to go, Hagrid, the next class is Transfiguration, I've got to get my books." ”

He walked away, afraid that he would be suspicious of Hagrid, and that what Gaiss had said and what Ernnie had just said was now flooding Harry's mind.

Ever since he accidentally told Potter that he was Muggle-born, Justine had been waiting for that day to come. ”

"Old Gace only knows that there was a rumor in Hogwarts fifty years ago that the current hunting groundmaster was the opener of the Chamber of Secrets, and then Hogwarts expelled him, but Donburitos believed him......"

Harry stepped up the stairs, then bent down another hallway, which was very dark. The torches had been extinguished by the fierce and cold wind that blew in through the broken glass windows. He was halfway through when he suddenly tripped over something lying on the floor.

He got up a little numb, the pain giving his nerves a little bit of life.

When he turned to see what had tripped him, he froze.

Justin lay on the ground, cold and hard, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes and a look of utter shock on his face. There was another man lying next to him, the weirdest scene Harry had ever seen.

It was Sir Nicholas, no longer snow-white and transparent, but black and smoking, floating six inches from the floor, motionless. He was only half a head left, and the look of shock on his face was exactly the same as Justin's.

Harry stood up. His breathing was rapid and rough, and his ears seemed to be constantly buzzing. Harry's blood seemed to be the same temperature as the snow outside, and the blood clotted in his veins, making Harry extremely cold.

He looked around the remote hallway and saw a row of spiders scurrying over the corpses.

The only thing I heard was the faint voice of the teacher in the classrooms on either side.