63 Night visits
"Yo, Raven, I heard that you are the Hogwarts catalog, and there are no books in various parts of this school that you don't know?"
Ron looked at the dictionary in front of the white river and said with an admiring expression.
He quietly glanced at the contents of the book, the history of medieval magic in Russia, a book that was big at a glance.
"If you are ugly, you have to read more, and I can't help it. White River looked up, "Ron, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, it's so late, what's the matter?"
The three of them looked at each other, seeming to hesitate.
Or Harry Potter raised his head:
"Something. Raven, you're in danger right now. β
"Is it dangerous? You mean the secret room?" Bai He lowered his head and showed a lack of interest: "Who is not dangerous now? I am here every day, and when I go out, I am also with the large army, how can danger find me?"
"Danger is coming upon you. Harry suddenly became agitated and took out a photo: "Look, what's written on this?"
Bai He glanced at the photo, and a few large characters were painted bloodily on one wall:
My enemy, Raven White, you will die without a body!
Clumsy diversion and provocation, although most of the time it's useful.
But what is expressed can be regarded as true feelings.
Bai He shook his head secretly, but pretended to be in a daze, he looked at Harry who was panting with a cute face, and shook his head a little sneeringly: "Uh~ Harry, I believe it's not you, I haven't offended you." β
"Whew!" Harry let out a long sigh, and Bai He's words didn't give him any comfortβeven though few people in the school really believed in him due to the events in the fight club in the first half of the year, he forced himself to calm down, "Listen to me, Raven, have you offended anyone?"
"Yes, Mr. White. Hermione Granger interjected, "This is a threat to the safety of the entire school, someone has opened the secret room, and if the handwriting on it reveals this person's true thoughts, it means that this 'Slytherin descendant' is probably one of your enemies." β
She stared at Shirakawa closely, trying to create a huge amount of mental pressure.
"I have no enemies, I've been sitting here. Xiao Baihe was really crushed by this huge mental pressure, he lowered his head, blushed and said, "I have never offended anyone. They all know it, and you should know it. β
"We all know that. Hermione took a deep breath, "But ......"
"Little Raven, you must think about it! The Ministry of Magic is coming! They say Hagrid is the murderer who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, and they are going to take him!" Ron slapped the table.
White River lay on the table in pain, buried his face in the pages, and almost cried: "I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know, Mr. Potter, Harry, I didn't offend you!"
"Hey! With a wave of his hand, Harry stood up and took a deep breath, "You calm down first, Ron, Hermione, let's go." β
The world can't stay any longer.
Bai He silently watched them leave, and when he saw the trembling shadow behind the three of them, he realized.
It's a pity that the Forbidden Forest is a good place for jungle farming.
By the way, Hagrid wasn't there.
He pondered for a while, figured out the compound potion, and contacted the Forbidden Forest through the soul contract teleportation that required a lot of energy to activate:
Kill until you finish it.
He gave the order and pulled out a bottle of polyjuice decoction.
Bloody tonight.
He extinguished the lights and squinted in the darkness with scarlet eyes and a smile.
......
"He wasn't telling the truth. Walking out of Ravenclaw, Hermione Granger shook off Harry's hand and said, "We should stay." β
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, cold-blooded woman, he's about to collapse, little Raven is still a child. Ron dissatisfied.
"He's short, but he's only a year younger than us, Harry, and you think he's broken down too?" Hermione glared at Harry.
Harry frowned, he shook his head and sat down on the steps, "It's a little weird, Ron, it's a little weird. β
"You doubt little Raven too?!" Ron glared at Harry incredulously.
"Do you think Raven is the kind of person who is mentally vulnerable?" Harry was a little confused: "If you think about the summer vacation, he dared to stop our car alone, so bold and decisive, he was a Muggle, but at a glance he dared to conclude that we could help him find where he wanted to go." β
"Hey! He was very smart back then, but look at him now, what do people call him now? The living bookcase in the library, the Hogwarts catalog! He's stupid at reading, that's what Fred and George have been saying since the last time they saw him. β
"Is it that simple?" said Harry, in deep doubt.
"There must be something wrong with him, at least he is hiding ......"
As Hermione was about to speak, a small figure shook and turned out from behind the pillar, an ugly and scruffy elf, wearing two socks of different colors, and he came over and cried out on his arms to Harry's legs:
β...... Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Great hahahahaha......haha It's scary, it's scary, it's scary, it's scary......"
"Dobby, what's wrong with you, Dobby? "I don't hate this house-elf Harry who used to get in the way, but it's just that it's a little strange for him to suddenly be so strange at this time, obviously sneaking out of Malfoy's house to see himself, how did he become like this after entering and leaving Ravenclaw once?
"He, he, he, he...... Hurt the old master! Oh my God! Dobby is a bad seed! Dobby couldn't save the old master and his wife! They were all killed! It's terrible!"
"Oh my God, you're kidding, you dirty thing!" Ron glared, "That pair of bad guys in the Malfoy family was stupid by accident, who do you mean him, he? Who is he? Hell, Malfoy's old bad guy and his ugly wife can't beat a mudblood who hasn't officially learned magic (Hermione glared), okay, I'm sorry Hermione, I apologize to you, uh, you know what I mean, I mean......"
"Enough, you said Raven White hurt old Malfoy?" asked Hermione, crouching down.
Harry also drew attention.
"No, no, no, no, no, it's not a person, yes, it's not a person. Dobby was stunned for a moment, seemed to calm down, and then held his head and pounded his head: "No, no, no, no, Bobby can't say, Cornelius Fudge doesn't allow Bobby to say!"
"Not human?" Hermione frowned again.
"You have to say, Dobby, please. Harry realized that there might be an important clue in it, and asked, he looked at the elf in embarrassment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "By the way, it's not that old Malfoy won't let you say it, but Connery Fudge won't let you say it, Dobby, you see, you can say it." β
"Ahh Dobby raised his head in a daze: "Dobby can say!
He jumped for joy.
"Dobby, don't jump, tell us. Harry lowered his voice.
"Dobby said, it's a dragon!" Dobby shuddered, "One...... Oh my God, dragon, he almost killed Dobby. β
"Not people. The three of them glanced at each other with some disappointment, and Hermione's eyes rolled: "Wait, then why are you scared by Raven!"
"Because of the color and the eyes!" Dobby's lips trembled, "The dragon is white, and the eyes are red, just like blood, and Dobby drew the dragon for Fudge, you see." β
The drawing of a dragon reached Harry and Hermione, and they looked at it for a while, but finally they could only shake their heads speechlessly.
"Scales and hair, eyes of the same color, but Dobby, you're too sensitive. Harry shook his head and sighed.
Hermione was also a little disappointed, and that wasn't the evidence he wanted.
There's no way she's going to connect a dragon to a person because of this similarity in ideas.
"Wait, Ron, what's wrong with you?" asked Hermione, suddenly noticing Ron staring at the picture with an inappropriate expression.
"I've heard of this dragon, right......" Ron thought for a while, and suddenly punched his fist, "Yes! It's Charlie! He mentioned it when he came back that he was attacked by such a white dragon in Romania!"
"Oh my God, you mean that so-called ancient species that Rita Skeeter told me as a joke?" Hermione's eyes widened.
"That's right, red-eyed, white-scaled, magical, and talking, and the breath is frost. β
"That's right! That's right! Dobby can testify! The dragon spouts frost! That's how he almost killed Dobby!" shouted the house-elf.
β...... This ancient species came to London...... What is he doing in London?" Ron shook his head, "I don't think it has anything to do with that." β
"Go find Hagrid first, he'll be to Dumbledore in a moment, the Ministry of Magic is waiting there, poor Hagrid. Harry shook his head, a little disappointed, and returned the drawing to Ron.
The three of them walked around the castle, and the atmosphere was a little sullen, and they entered the principal's room, only to find that an unexpected person appeared here.
"Charlie?!" Ron looked at the red-haired strong man and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"We have a role in this matter, the Department of Magical Beasts Control, after all, it is Hagrid's business. Charlie hugged Ron, "Fudge said I might be able to make him feel better if I came to pick up Hagrid." β
"Fudge is a good guy. Harry lamented, "Why can't you get along with Hagrid all the time?" β
"There will always be a time when the truth will be found, what is this?" Albus Dumbledore, who had a silver white beard, picked up the painting in Ron's hand and stared at it, Charlie glanced at it, and his originally enthusiastic face suddenly froze.