Chapter 111: Myrtle (I)
"Me?"
Harry stunned and pointed at himself, "Professor, this is the girls' bathroom!" β
"It's okay Harry, just let you go."
Luo Cheng said with a smile, "This bathroom has been abandoned for 50 years, I promise you, there is not a girl here who can breathe, but there is a female ghost, if you are afraid, you can be with Ron." β
Luo Cheng moved his gaze to Ron, who seemed a little eager to try compared to Harry's hesitation.
"Harry! We've never been to a girls' bathroom before! Professor Luo Cheng will not harm us. β
Ron Weasley seems to be much more precocious than Harry, and he has begun to be interested in the opposite sex, but unfortunately there is only one difficult female ghost here.
Ron and Harry nervously walked towards the innermost private room, the door locked.
Harry knocked on the door.
"Is anyone there, please?"
"There is no one, but there is one."
A female ghost floated through the door of the private room, with straight, long hair and thick glasses.
"This is the girls' bathroom," she said, looking at Ron and Harry with suspicion, "You're not girls, what are you doing in here?" β
"That's right, this used to be a girls' bathroom."
Luo Cheng said, "Uh, Myrtle, we're here to ask you some questions, do you seeβ"
"She looks so weird." Ron lowered his voice to Harry.
"What are you muttering?" Myrtle glared at them and asked, she was very sensitive.
"Nothing," Harry said quickly, "I want to ask youβ"
"I hope people don't talk about me behind my back!" Myrtle said with tears in her voice, "I also have feelings, you know, even though I am dead." β
"Myrtle, no one wants to upset you," Harry said, "Ron justβ"
"No one wants to make me sad! What a big joke! Myrtle cried and said, "There is no joy in my life here, only sorrow, and now that I am dead, people will not let me go!" β
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have come to Hogwarts in the first place, if I hadn't come to Hogwarts to go to school, I wouldn't have died, if I hadn't died, I wouldn't have fallen into such a sad place, if I hadn't fallen into such a sad place, I wouldn't have to be angry with you......"
The frantically screaming female ghost left Harry and Ron speechless.
"Okay Myrtle, you control your emotions." Luo Cheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course someone cares about you, these two handsome guys just heard your story and volunteered to be friends with you." β
"Be friends!"
Myrtle immediately suppressed her crying, "Is it a boyfriend and girlfriend?" Did you take a fancy to my beauty? β
Harry and Ron's hearts immediately went cold.
"Okay, Myrtle, you and these two handsome guys can talk about it later, I just want to ask you if you have seen anything interesting recently," Luo Cheng hurriedly said, "Because on Halloween, a cat was attacked right outside your gate." β
"Did you see anyone around that night?" Harry asked.
"I didn't pay attention," Myrtle said with an exaggerated emotion, "Peeves tortured me so badly that I came here to kill myself." And then, of course, I remembered that I was- I hadβ"
"It's dead." Luo Cheng helped her finish speaking.
The myrtle sobbed in grief, rose into the air, turned around, planted her head down in the toilet, splashed the water on them, and then disappeared. From her muffled sobs, she was hiding somewhere in the toilet seat.
Harry and Ron stood dumbfounded, but Luo Cheng shrugged his shoulders lazily and said, "Honestly, it's a pleasure for Myrtle...... That's why I need to bring you here, it's time for you to do your job, boys. β