Chapter 57: A Sense of Urgency
When Ike heard the snake whisper, Harry heard it too.
One second he was focusing on Malfoy, and the next he was chasing after him.
However, Harry couldn't leave at all.
"What happened?"
The crowd gathered attracted Filch, who squeezed through the crowd and saw Lady Loris lying on the ground, and immediately screamed, "What's wrong with you! Baby! ”
Immediately, he stared at Harry with those red eyes, pointed at him and shouted, "It's you!" It's you! You killed my cat! ”
"Argus." A little slower, Dumbledore grabbed Filch, who wanted to fight Harry, and the other professors followed.
Seeing the blood writing on the wall, Dumbledore was inadvertently stunned, and then picked up Lady Loris and said, "Okay, don't gather here......"
"Prefects take the students back to the dorms, Argus, come with me." Dumbledore turned to look at the three Harry, "And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger. ”
"Minerva, please arrange for Sir Nicholas to be sent to Poppy......"
"Headmaster, why don't you go to my office, it's close to here." Lockhart, dressed in his gorgeous clothes, said suddenly.
"Thank you, Gildero." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.
As soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly looked at Ike and beckoned, "Mr. Strade, come along, I need your opinion." ”
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore." Ike nodded.
Stewart and Terry looked at Ike with worried eyes, and Ike shook his head with a smile, waved his hand again, and followed.
Ike is familiar with the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office, and he's been here a lot last year. However, this is no longer the case.
When Quirrell was still around, it was dimly lit, and the room was stacked with boxes of all sizes, but now the boxes were gone, and the walls were covered with Lockhart's portraits.
When the crowd entered, Lockhart in the portrait seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly hid, and when he reappeared, he had changed into the same clothes as Lockhart.
Lockhart lit a candle and lit up his office before stepping aside. Dumbledore placed Lady Loris on her polished desk and began to examine it.
For a moment, everyone looked at Dumbledore nervously. I saw Dumbledore bend down, his face even touching Lady Loris's hair, and his fingers poked here and there. Professor McGonagall also bent down to stand across from Dumbledore, squinting in observance. Professor Snape stood aside, his eyes occasionally sweeping over the bewildered Harry, and occasionally giving Ike a strange look.
Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout were casual and whispered to each other, not knowing what they were saying.
Lockhart also leaned over to take a look, touched his chin, and said confidently: "It must have been a magic spell that killed it, maybe a transformation torture spell." I've seen people use this spell when I've traveled before, and it's a shame I wasn't there, I just happened to know how to undo the spell and could have saved ......."
"It's not dead, Filch." Dumbledore spoke up, stabbed Lady Loris's stiff body with his wand, and nodded, "It's petrified." ”
"Petrification?" Filch, who was still crying, was suddenly stunned and choked up, "Isn't my Lady Loris dead?" ”
"I assure you, Argus, it's not dead." Dumbledore replied.
"Yes, I think so too." Lockhart interjected, "I haven't figured out why this is happening, though. ”
"It's him!" Filch suddenly pointed at Harry, "He did it!" You saw his writing on the wall, he discovered my secret, he knew I was a ...... It's a ...... Squib! ”
"I didn't touch Lady Loris!" Harry replied loudly, "I don't even know what a Squib is!" ”
"You're lying!" Filch was so excited that he reached out to grab Harry, but was stopped by Professor Snape with one hand.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Snape's mouth, and his eyes stared at Harry without emotion, and said, "Allow me to say a word, Dumbledore......"
"Perhaps, Potter and his friends just happened to be there at that point in time, but at the same time, he also needs to explain to us why he didn't show up for the dinner?"
"We have received an invitation from Sir Nicholas to the Death Dinner!" Hermione hurriedly replied, "There are hundreds of ghosts to testify to!" ”
"We'll check it out later, Miss Granger." "But that doesn't explain why you didn't go to dinner......
"Also, why is Sir Nicholas there?"
"I ...... We are tired and want to go back to sleep first! "Let's go first, Sir Nicholas may ...... Probably the ...... who came to us."
"Huh!" Snape snorted and turned to look at Dumbledore, "It's clear that Mr. Potter and his little buddies aren't telling the truth, I think we should do something about it......"
"Maybe a little truth teller will teach them what honesty is."
"We're not going to do that, Severus." Dumbledore looked at Harry with an inquiring gaze, "There is no direct evidence that they are guilty. ”
"But my cat ......," Filch was anxious, but Dumbledore interrupted him with a slight lift of his hand, "it's just petrified, we can cure it." ”
After speaking, he looked at Professor Sprout and asked, "Pomona, is the mandrake growing okay?" ”
"They're fantastic." Sprout replied.
Dumbledore nodded, with a hint of relief in his tone: "Very good, I know a potion recipe that can depetrify them, so don't worry, Argus." ”
"As for your ......," Dumbledore looked at the three Harry, "you can go......"
He looked at Ike again, "Mr. Strade, you still need to wait. ”
The three of them bowed to the professors in the room and hurried away. Arriving on the fourth floor, Harry dragged Ron and Hermione into a classroom.
Closing the door softly, Harry whispered, "I hear that voice again!" ”
"What?" Ron was a little confused, "What sound?" ”
"Right there that line, I heard that voice again!" Harry looked anxious, "It'...... It said, "Next, it's me!" ”
"You should have told Dumbledore about that, Harry." The little witch's tone was serious.
"Don't say it!" Ron hurriedly spoke, "Hearing voices that others can't hear, even in the wizarding world, is not a good sign. ”
"Don't you believe me? Ron? ”
"Of course I believe you, but you have to admit that the whole thing is bizarre......"
"I know it's weird!" Harry said, "The words on the wall are one thing, and the voice is another!" ”
"But Ron, it says ......"
"I'm next!"