Chapter 128: Weasley Is Our King!
Zhang Xiao sat up directly, the smile on her face had disappeared, replaced by seriousness.
He didn't ask the elves if the news was accurate, because the little ones must have confirmed it before they came to report it to him.
In fact, this own company's employee, the elf called 'cereal', strictly follows the training, first stating the conclusion, followed by the detailed process.
"This news was verified by the elves in the Hogwarts kitchen, and there were 4 elves who were cross-watching, and they were excellent elves who had served Hogwarts for many years."
Cereal straightened his small body and said proudly:
"They know everyone in the castle, and after the verification of the four elves, it is Astoria Greengrass, a second-year Slytherin student, who has come to the eighth floor!"
Zhang Xiao rubbed her cheeks, a little puzzled and a little distressed, how could it be Astoria?
From the moment I knew someone was going to the Room of Requirement during the competition, I started pulling the list myself.
I thought of all the suspects I could think of, and to be honest, Astoria was among them, but the priority was low.
Harry and Astoria had been cautious when they were together, and Astoria had written love letters to Harry for two years.
It can't be two years ago and even today to start the layout, right?
If Voldemort had this brain, he would have dominated the wizarding world a long time ago, and two years ago he didn't know which horn to hide in, and it was absolutely impossible for Voldemort to bury such a deep thread without an external brain.
Besides, Harry's taste in dressing has improved so much since he lived with Sirius.
It's not an exaggeration to get a makeover!
There are so many people who have written love letters to Harry since the second year!
"Did she make any special moves after she came out?" Zhang Xiao tried to learn more about it.
Cereal took out a black notepad, opened it and began to read it word by word, much like a child at home who has just learned to read to an adult.
"Astoria entered the Room of Requirement at 9 o'clock and left at 11 o'clock.
Back in the auditorium to watch the game.
Bubu said: She looked like she had knocked over her master's favorite drink, fearing the incoming scolding.
Lemon said: She looks a lot like the disobedient elf who is about to be punished.
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Listening to the elves describe Astoria's mental state in their own familiar ways, Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing.
Although slightly abstract, the meaning of the elf is clear.
That is, Astoria definitely failed, and although it is not known what she was going to do, at least it did not live up to expectations.
Never doubt the sensitivity of the elves in completing their master's tasks.
Now Zhang Xiao is most afraid of only one, that is, Astoria is looking for the crown hidden in the Responsive House, Voldemort's Horcrux.
But this is highly unlikely, Horcruxes have always been a secret that Voldemort has been hiding with all his might, and even the most loyal Death Eaters do not know the secrets of Horcruxes.
He also used this as the mystery of eternal life to draw a pie for others.
So.
Let Astoria come to find the Horcrux Zhang Xiao shook his head, took out a note and wrote a line of words.
"Cereal, can you give this to Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Cereal nodded solemnly, as if the note was something very precious, it carefully put the note away, and said firmly:
"Cereal will definitely work!"
Zhang Xiao opened her mouth, actually. Dumbledore was just a hundred or two meters away, but he wasn't fit to do it
With a muffled sound of "bang", the elf disappeared again, and Zhang Xiao retracted his chaotic thoughts and looked at the picture on the screen.
But I found that during this time, there have been new changes.
Dumbledore took the note from the elf's hand and said thank you softly, and the elf immediately let out a small scream of surprise, covering his face and disappearing.
Zhang's approach seemed pretty good, Dumbledore thought, he opened the note in his hand, and the smile faded away, revealing a solemn and vague anger.
The headmasters in the seats only felt as if their surroundings had become cold, and there was a suffocating depression.
They looked around in confusion, and several powerful headmasters had already locked their eyes on Dumbledore, with questions in their eyes, wondering what could make the first man in the wizarding world so angry.
It was only that Dumbledore quickly adjusted his emotions, and under the table, a little spark quietly appeared from the note between his two fingers, which burned out in an instant, and the sea breeze blew away.
You've broken the rules again, Tom
Dumbledore's face sank like water, he always believed that fighting was normal, there was always fighting in this world, and everyone should not be expected to think the same way.
But no matter what, those little wizards can't be involved, and during the first war, he and Voldemort maintained this tacit understanding.
So Hogwarts has always been the safest place to be.
I thought it would be the same with the second war now.
The returning Voldemort obviously no longer intends to follow this rule, and he is challenging his bottom line again and again.
From using the little wizards as bargaining chips last year to kidnapping the little wizards, to directly letting the second-year little wizards do things this year, Dumbledore was finally completely enraged.
Tom, is death so terrifying?
Zhang Xiao looked at the curtain where Harry, Ron Malfoy was lying on a wall, crying and yelling something.
The sorrow of the voice, the sorrow of the cry. His stomach hurt from laughing.
The reason was that the three of them ran around in the underground labyrinth, and finally came to a room with a wall similar to a spar-like film, which could be faintly seen opposite.
They then saw Hermione Cedric and Neville lying bloodied in the room, seemingly badly injured and unconscious.
The three of them immediately panicked, and after trying their best to no avail, the three fools were about to collapse.
I didn't take into account the suspicions in this matter at all.
For example, why did they see this scene when they arrived in this room, and how could the trio on the other side be so coincidentally in this room.
Not to mention that there were so many spectators watching the game, and the Warriors also had Nicola Plume's protective props on their bodies.
The headmaster was watching them, how could there be an accident?
But the brain circuits of the little wizards are so strange that Harry and Ron, the pair of Wolong and Phoenix, really give a decent explanation.
"Malfoy, think about it, Nick Lemay is not omnipotent! (Nick Lemay glares angrily)
Look at our intercom is completely dead here! β
"Malfoy, this is an ancient ruin, even Dumbledore can't say he controls it all, right?
We've definitely made it to the lost space beneath the ruins, where alchemy items will be shielded and rendered ineffective. β
(Dumbledore doesn't know what to say, so he silently picks up his teaglass)
Harry, the iron-headed lion, had a resolute look on his face and resolutely decided to stand up:
In other words, now it's up to us! We must find a way out and go up and tell Dumbledore so Hermione can be saved! β
(On the other side, Hermione Cedric and Neville are very calm and methodical looking for an exit.)
So far, the effect of the program is full!
Zhang Xiao heard the laughter erupting from the spectator seats outside in the lounge.
Well. I don't know if Harry will feel dead when he comes out.
The only sober pony was successfully pulled into his own logic by Harry and Ron, and then relied on his vast experience to break down Malfoy's defenses.
Although Malfoy vaguely felt that this would not be the case, the surroundings and the bloodstained floor of Hermione and the two passers-by made it impossible for him to think calmly.
Zhang Xiaole's no, the three of them never thought about whether it could be Boggart?
This kind of Boggart trap also worked for Harry Ron and them, and Malfoy was purely substituted by the two of them into their logic, and successfully deviated.
Replaced by Hermione Nevey Cedric's group, most of the time they won't be fooled.
Dumbledore did this, and there must be a follow-up thing!
Rubbing his chin and watching the three of them scurrying around the room full of fighting spirit, Zhang Xiao thought to himself, he had never experienced this level, so he was quite interested in the level set up by Dumbledore.
Sure enough, the walls and the room kept changing, eventually leading the three of them to a room.
After carefully studying the very simple and easy-to-understand murals on the walls, the three little ones finally determined that this room was the exit.
But the mechanism in the room caused the three of them to fall into a new round of despair.
The meaning conveyed on the mural is very simple: one person dies, and the other lives.
Zhang Xiao stared at the curtain intently, the highlight came!
The cell-like room was filled with despair, and mottled water trails on the rough walls meandered down like tear stains.
The glimmer of the wand made most of the faces of the three men hidden in the shadows, unable to make their expressions visible.
The atmosphere seemed to freeze, and the safety of the companions and the anxiety of having to leave one person behind kept scorching the already fragile nerves of the three people.
Harry took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly:
"I'll stay, I can't wait any longer, the more I wait, the more dangerous Hermione Neville will be."
Malfoy shook his head, his face gloomy as if he was about to drip:
"No, I think we can wait a little longer, think about it, we're broadcasting the game and suddenly the tournament committee will be in a hurry.
Maybe they'll come down and save us now! β
Well said, Draco! Even after being led into the ditch, Malfoy tried to come up with a more secure solution.
This is the real Slytherinβcalm and hard-headed.
"But we don't have time! Malfoy! Harry burst out, his voice echoing through the room, and he said in a manic voice:
"The more we wait here, the lower the chances of Hermione and them surviving!"
Harry's face flushed, his expression became more and more agitated, he was cheering himself up in this way, he was afraid that if he waited any longer, the courage he had so hard to muster to sacrifice himself would dissipate.
"That's it! I'll stay, and you and Ron will go up and move the rescuers. β
The room fell silent again, and Malfoy pursed his lips, his heart overwhelmed by the tangle and pain, and he wanted to say as loudly as Harry said I stayed.
But reason told him that once he spoke, his life came to an abrupt end, and those dreams, those things he wanted to accomplish, and those wonderful futures had nothing to do with him.
With emotion on one side and reason on the other, this difficult choice that had never been made before made young Malfoy overwhelmed, and his eyes were already red:
"There must be a way, there must be a way"
At this moment, Ron's voice came out, very small and with a slight tremor:
"I said. Guys, I'll stay."
In the audience, the Weasleys' eyes widened, unable to believe that this was Ron's words.
Harry and Malfoy turned around, and by the light of their wands, they watched as Ron stood there, his face pale as a piece of paper, with a hint of a pretended lighthearted smile.
"I'll stay"
Ron's palms were opened and clenched, and finally clenched:
"Harry. You. You can't die here, forget, you have your mission, in the first grade, we were on our way to find the Philosopher's Stone"
Harry immediately remembered his unique lethality to Voldemort, and what Dumbledore had said about his mother's life-inflicted protective magic, a power that Voldemort never possessed or understood.
"And Malfoy, although you are always stinky and arrogant, but to be honest, you are actually not bad, you are not like me, you have many brothers and sisters. Even if I lose one, my parents shouldn't be sad, right? β
Ron shrugged his shoulders and laughed exaggeratedly, and Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth in the stands, shaking her head vigorously as well.
"Really, before I met everyone, I used to complain about why my family has so many children, my brothers are so good, and Ginny is the only girl, so she deserves more care from her parents.
George and Fred are popular at school, although they are always pranks.
It's just me, who seems to have always been inconspicuous, second-hand clothes, tattered books, and even a magic wand that my brother doesn't use."
Bill, Charlie, and even Percy, their faces became extremely serious, and George and Fred lowered their heads, and for the first time they felt that they had gone too far for Ron's prank.
Mrs. Weasley leaned on Arthur's shoulder, desperately trying not to let herself cry.
"But so what?"
Ron's body suddenly stopped shaking, his face was still pale, and a bright smile appeared:
"I've got friends, I've got you guys who are so good, from the first time I met you and Chang on the train, from when you treated me to a snack and that wizard card.
I knew I finally had a friend!
Thanks to Zhang, I even have Galleons for my pocket money now! The things used are also new. β
Harry shook his head vigorously:
"No, no, Ron, I can't let you stay."
The balance in Malfoy's heart was completely broken at this moment, and the blood surging in his chest began to boil, why were Slytherin and Gryffindor friends to death?
That's because Slytherin has never been a coward who is afraid of death!
"I'll stay!"
"Don't fight with me!" Ron's voice uncharacteristically overtook them, and he took a few steps back with difficulty, lifting his clothes.
"I hurt my leg, and even if I walked, I wouldn't be able to go far."
He looked at the two good friends and grinned:
"I've been useless in games, I'm like I'm the one who makes up the numbers in the Warriors
But I'm a Weasley kid, and I'm glad I had the opportunity to help you."
Ron's smile was as bright as his hair:
"There are no cowards in the Weasleys!"
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(End of chapter)