Chapter 332: Gold and Search

Harry was so happy to receive many letters that he felt he had helped.

At the same time, he was no longer depressed because of the young man and woman.

This joy lasted until Umbridge arrived.

As an overt counterweight to Dumbledore, Umbridge is most likely to be at ease as a student.

Especially Harry Potter, whom she regarded as the object of her attention.

"I can't get John Wick, can't I get you?"

Umbridge approached Harry and asked slowly, "Why do you have so many letters, Mr. Potter?" ”

"Is it illegal to receive letters now?" The Weasley twins were as bold as ever, and Fred retorted in public, causing a flash of resentment in Umbridge's eyes.

"Be careful, Mr. Weasley, or I'll put you in lockdown." Umbridge said, "Mr. Potter? ”

Harry hesitated, he wanted to hide it, but thinking that sooner or later Umbridge would also see "Singing Against the Tune", he simply confessed; "People wrote to me, and I gave an interview and told me about last June."

"Interview?" Umbridge's eyes narrowed dangerously, and her voice grew higher, "What did you say?" ”

"The reporter asked me a question, and I answered." Harry threw the Contradiction, "Here. ”

Umbridge caught it, and when he saw the contents, his flabby face glowed with patches of ugly fuchsia.

"When?"

"Last time Hogsmeade." Harry replied truthfully.

"Mr. Potter, it seems that you enjoy the sensation of being noticed," Umbridge laughed, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "why do you lie?" ”

"I didn't!" Harry said angrily.

"Gryffindor deducts 50 points," Umbridge laughed contrivedly, "plus another week of lockdown." ”

Harry clenched his fists, trembling with rage.

Before noon, an educational order was issued that "Singing and Singing" should not be watched.

Hermione didn't laugh when she saw the news.

Harry couldn't understand her, they were all targeted.

"Can't you see that?" Hermione, like a proud lion cub, whispered, "If you want everyone to see your article, the best thing to do is to ban it!" ”

Students are rebellious.

It's okay not to ban it, after all, "Singing Against the Tune" is not something that attracts public attention.

But when Umbridge himself named and didn't show it, the students' rebellious mentality appeared.

At lunchtime, I didn't see "Singing and Singing" appear at school, but all the students were discussing.

The news of Voldemort's resurrection began to circulate in schools.

And the professors seemed to be acquiescing in Harry's right approach.

For example, Harry handed Professor Sprout a watering can, and he was given a twenty point up.

For example, Professor Flitwick smiled and stuffed Harry with a box of screaming sugar rats at the end of his Charms class.

They are all expressing their approval.

Adds even more credibility to this article.

"Big star, you enjoy it, right?" Malfoy appeared in front of Harry, mocking Harry with sarcastic words.

"Umbridge is right, you're such a showy guy."

Ron roared angrily, "What did you say! ”

Malfoy kicked Ron in the stomach, causing him to hunch over like a shrimp.

With both hands grabbing Harry's collar and pressing him against the wall, Malfoy roared like a beast, "His death is not what you are famous for!" ”

"I told you, Potter!"

Malfoy was so scary that there was no one to stop him.

For the first time, Harry sensed that Malfoy had such strength, and he glared angrily, "I never thought like that, I just want everyone to know that Voldemort is back!" ”

"Shut up!" Malfoy put his arm against Harry's throat, his face full of violence, "Don't think of yourself as a savior!" ”

"Malfoy!"

Professor McGonagall found out, her face pale, her thin lips pursed, and she said sternly, "Put Potter down." ”

Malfoy ignored it as another voice rang out.

"Malfoy, put Harry Potter down."

Snape also came, and he glanced around and frowned, "Do you want to be deducted?" ”

Harry felt Malfoy's breathing get heavier.

He snorted and gasped like a buffalo before finally letting Harry go and pushing Harry's head against the wall.

He walked through the crowd with an angry pace, and the others did not dare to speak out, for fear of provoking this little bully.

...

Neville gasped and had an extra dark circle in his left eye, as did Malfoy.

The two of them punched and punched, and in the end, Neville punched Malfoy in the abdomen, causing him to fall to the ground.

The two men lay on the ground gasping for air, and John sat on the side without saying a word.

"When the hell can we get revenge!"

Malfoy yelled into the sky.

John rubbed his ring and said lightly, "It's coming." ”

"I'm not reconciled," Malfoy snarled from his throat as he sat up, "why, why did it be Heinrich who died, while Harry Potter kept everyone concerned." ”

"Is his death so worthless, or is the savior more valuable?"

"Singing the Opposite" repeats his death again, while everyone admires Harry Potter's bravery.

Heinrich Edgar's death went unnoticed, as if everyone was rejoicing that it was a bad seed from a dark magic family that died, not their savior.

They don't even understand Heinrich!

"I swear that when Harry Potter is dead, there will be a large group of people who will mourn him."

Malfoy frantically got up and slammed it against the wall, blood bursting from his hands, and he didn't realize it.

The object of his anger was not Harry, but Heinrich, who everyone was glad to have died.

John stopped his fingers and said calmly, "This is reality, Draco." ”

Yes, reality.

John got up and walked over to Neville, who had been silent just now, and was even more speechless at the moment.

"I'm going to kill Voldemort," he looked at Neville, "Neville, I put my hope in you. ”

Finding the Horcrux was the key to killing Voldemort.

John was only one of the last two things missing.

So, he needs Neville.

Neville has never felt the weight on his shoulders like he did today.

He didn't know why John had asked him to find it, but he knew that what John said would be done.

He said he was going to kill Voldemort, and he would do it.

It is not only the savior who can save the world.

...

Little Hangleston.

The longened blonde hair is neglected, revealing a greasy feeling

Footsteps rang out in the graveyard, and wands glowed faintly.

Coming to the place where he had been late, the masked man stopped in the place where he could not be restored and was silent for a long time.

He walked into a large scorched black, and the land was extremely dry, like a black hole swallowing something into it.

He came to the middle and lay down slowly.

There were stars in the night sky, and he slowly took off his mask.

The smell of burning entered his nose, and he reached out to touch the earth, and it seemed that he could still feel the burning heat at that time.

"It's hot."

He sat up, revealing a blonde face.

Kim Ledisley.

As if afraid of disturbing others, he whispered softly, "It's really hot." ”

"Why do you have the courage to go inside?"

Kim spoke, fingers clutching a piece of scorched earth.

The scorched earth scattered in the palms of his hands, scratching his fingertips and falling into the dust.

He stood up and looked out over the hillside in the distance, where a mansion that didn't seem to belong to a civilian was located.

"The last place."

His eyes were full of confusion, and he whispered, "I'm scared, I'm afraid I'm going to fail." ”

He reached out and touched the badge on his chest, the scorched marks revealing the warmth, like the palm of his hand on his chest.

Kim headed in that direction, it was his last target.

He had traveled many places before, and without exception, he had not found any of them.

Even if he dug three feet into those places, he couldn't find it.

John said that getting that thing is the key to success.

For this reason, even if it is death, Kim is not afraid.

After all, he witnessed something more terrible than death happening.

He wanted to forget, but that event was imprinted in his mind, reminding him all the time.

It felt like a long time to walk.

From the cemetery to the hillside, the road seems to be a long way.

But no matter how far the road is, there will be a day when he will finish it, and he will stand in that mansion.

Riedel House.

Tom Riddle's father's house.

...

Some people died, but not completely......