Chapter 198: First Attack
With Hermione in the area, Roger's terrorist attack of throwing maggots at the teacher's chair was doomed to be fruitless. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
And Roger feels that he is struggling to make something big this year, this girl is really watching too closely.
But fortunately, there are still a lot of chaos this year, otherwise...... Roger was really afraid that he would be bored to death.
Just like now, the boy was in a good mood and hummed a little tune softly, leading the way to the entrance hall in the dark blue surroundings of the underground corridor.
"What song are you singing?" Hermione interrupted the boy's self-absorption, "Sounds a little sneaky......"
The girl kept looking around, the weird lyrics and the weird environment, she was afraid of popping up something from some dark corner.
""Mad.Hatter, the original song is very good~" Roger's singing talent is still good, and he completely hummed the sickly feeling of this song.
Harry was startled and exclaimed, "What?"
The voice startled the girl.
"What's the matter? Have you heard of it?" Roger looked at the savior who suddenly had a convulsion, even if there was such a singer in this world, she had not yet been born.
"No," Harry said frantically, "that voice!"
Roger and Hermione both looked at him in surprise: "What sound?"
"Didn't you hear!?the creepy voice???!
Grasping the stone wall, he pressed his ear to it, listening intently, his eyes squinting up and down the dimly lit underground corridor.
Hermione looked at him with some concern, "Harry, what's wrong with you?"
Harry put his finger to his lips, "Shh...... Don't speak yet, the voice came again......"
As soon as he saw this scene, Roger realized that this was the grass snake that Slytherin had brought out to let Ginny out to let it go.
"Listen!" Harry said urgently, cocking his head up at the pitch-black ceiling.
Roger pointed at Hermione at his head and then at the little savior, and said maliciously, "It's over, auditory hallucinations plus visual hallucinations...... Call the Rutledge Asylum and tell them there's a terminal schizophrenia patient who needs to be admitted to the hospital. ”
The girl gave him a blank look, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Harry's shouting, "Go this way!"
Not only did he shout, but Harry ran up the stairs and into the foyer, but instead of going to the auditorium, where laughter and laughter reverberate, he ran up the marble staircase at full speed to the second floor.
Roger and Hermione followed behind his ass.
"Harry, what are we doing......"
"Shhhhhhhh
He shouted, not daring to explain anything, and took three steps and two steps up the stairs, and listened to the sound of heavy footsteps.
Harry raced around the third floor, hanging behind Hermione to take care of the panting girl.
Turn a corner and come to the last empty hallway.
"Who! who's there!?" Harry yelled, "Don't run!"
The little savior ran ahead, a short distance faster than the two of them.
But when he heard that something was wrong, Roger turned on third gear and overtook Harry in an instant, only to see a short black shadow running out of the corridor quickly, turning a corner and disappearing.
The boy grabbed the little savior who wanted to catch up, and looked at him with a frown: "That's no one, Harry... You ......"
"Harry, what the hell is going on?" Hermione, who caught up, wiped the sweat from her face, "We didn't hear anything...... Look!"
Halfway through speaking, the girl gasped and pointed to the bottom of the hallway.
And there was a great spread of water on the ground in front of them, and something red was reflected in the water.
Looking up, on the wall opposite the two windows, there was some dark red handwriting on the wall at a height of a foot above the ground:
"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened,
The enemies of the heirs... Beware. ”
Roger stepped forward, stretched out his hand and smeared some paint, twisted it twice, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and finally said in disappointment: "It's blood, but it's not human ......."
Harry wanted to get closer, but out of the corner of his eye swept to the torch stand beneath the banner, where a furry thing hung from it.
It was Filch's cat, its tail hanging from a stand, its body stiff as a piece of wood, its eyes wide open, staring straight at the water stains on the ground.
Roger looked at the petrified cat with a critical eye, and muttered in a low voice: "The book always says that petrified and petrified, I thought it was turned into a stone carving, but it turned out to be a specimen......
The other two friends froze there for a few seconds before Hermione said, "We... What should we do?"
"Should we try to salvage-" Harry said not very fluently.
"In my opinion, it's just a mischief that fits the atmosphere of Halloween, no fuss......" Roger said with a relaxed look on his face, not taking it seriously at all, "Now rush back to the auditorium, maybe the pudding hasn't been eaten yet." ”
"But there was still a figure in the voice just now...... "What else does the little savior want to justify."
But was unceremoniously interrupted by the boy: "Whether it's a prank or something else, as long as you don't want to help people take the blame... Then don't stay here. ”
Hermione and Harry, who were originally a little of the six gods, reacted immediately, as long as the banquet was over in a while, hundreds of students would find out about the anomaly here, and if they happened to be at the scene of the crime, they would be considered suspects if they were not murderers.
However, when they ran back to the large hall on the first floor, they had just pushed the door and entered, and saw all the teachers and students standing up to their hearts, chatting and laughing happily towards the door of the auditorium.
The Halloween dinner was over, and they hadn't even seen the last pudding.
"F.uck!" Roger said unhappily, they left Nick's death party earlier than in the original book, thinking they would be able to eat something... It's a pity that there was a long delay at the crime scene on the third floor......
The three men climbed the stairs with the crowd with different expressions.
The students pushed and shoved their way through the stairs and corridors, but when they entered the hallway on the third floor, the chatter suddenly disappeared when the people in front of them saw the upside-down cat.
The students fell silent and crowded forward to watch the horrific scene.
The hallway was blocked, and Filch squeezed his shoulders through the crowd: "What's going on here? What are you doing here?"
Then Filch saw his poor cat, stumbled back a few steps, and grabbed his face with his hand in horror: "My cat! My cat! What's wrong with her!?"