The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 133
Ginny was a freshman after all.She had been at Hogwarts for less than a month.

Thinking back to when I was in the first grade, if it weren't for Melda, I don't know how many times I would go wrong.

Even now, there were parts of Hogwarts Castle that he hadn't been to.

Getting lost in a castle is the most normal thing to do.

It happens every day.

Thinking of this, Harry quickly chased after him.

"Went there?"

Harry clearly remembered that Ginny was coming this way, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

"what is this?"

At the corner of the corridor, there seemed to be a textbook dropped somewhere in the dim light.

"Is it Ginny's?" Harry didn't think much, and hurried over and bent down to pick up the book that looked like a book.

This is not a textbook, but a notebook, maybe that student's diary, Harry thought thoughtfully.

Holding the notebook in his hand, he felt a clear feeling of coldness.Its black cover is very worn, like something very old.

Harry then turned a few pages, only to find that they were all blank.

Only a name was vaguely written on the title page.

Tom Riddle

"Tom Riddle?"

Harry repeated the strange name several times, convinced he had never heard it before.

As TOD had grown, he knew many seniors from other houses, but Harry was sure none of them were Tom Riddle.

"Let's go back to the lounge first!"

Put away the notebook, and then hurriedly ran towards Gryffindor's tower.

He knows Ron, Seamus, and Melda well. If he goes back late, there will be nothing left for dinner.

Go all the way from the dungeon to the second floor. (The lower level of Hogwarts is called the dungeon. Potions classrooms, Professor Snape's office, and the Slytherin common room are all on the lower level.)
"Huh? What is that?"

Suddenly something strange on a wall in the corridor on the second floor caught Harry's attention.

After walking in, a strong smell of blood came to my face.

"The chamber of secrets has been opened, enemies of the heir, beware."

Harry stared at the bright red lettering on the wall, his stomach churning constantly.

"That's it!" The still flowing 'blood' stabbed Harry's forehead deeply, hissing, why did his forehead suddenly hurt.However, the momentary shift of sight made Harry notice that there was a familiar animal on the brazier at the corner, which was hanging stiffly in mid-air.

"Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris."

Harry was very familiar with the scrawny brown cat with its dark gray coat and eyes that bulged like Filch's bulbs.

As a Gryffindor student, the cat always looked at them with a watchful eye.It seemed that he was going to complain to Filch in the next moment, which of course had something to do with their frequent running around at night.

"Who's where?"

While speaking, coincidentally, the dinner in the auditorium just ended, and a large number of young wizards walked over in twos and threes.

Filch, who was the leader, noticed Harry at the corner.

"What are you doing there?"

Filch came over with some disgust, his feet were limping, and he almost fell, because the ground here was full of water.

He stepped on a wave, and then staggered a few steps before regaining his footing.

"Who told you to pour water here, you rascal." Filch hadn't finished speaking.

Mrs. Norris on the torch stand attracted all the attention.

"Mrs. Norris?!"

"You killed my cat!" Filch whispered tremblingly.

Harry could feel the trembling coming from endless anger.

"No" Harry responded.

"I am going to kill you."

"I'm going to kill you." Filch rushed over frantically and grabbed Harry's collar, yelling at him.

"No, I just happened to be here, I didn't kill anything." Harry also denied it loudly, while breaking away from Filch's hand.

But obviously, neither Filch nor the young wizards present believed Harry very much.

The relationship between Gryffindor and Filch is basically turbulent.

Fred George caught Filch's cat and hung it from the eaves.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a big deal for Harry to kill the cat right now.

"Harry Potter, killed Filch's cat." Vincent Crabbe, the Slytherin student closest to Harry, suddenly shouted behind him.

"I didn't." Harry retorted quickly.

It's a pity that he didn't notice until now that the young wizards watching were basically Slytherins, and there were only a few Ravenclaw students among them.

He was in a bad situation, his friends were gone.

"Get out of the way, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a stern voice came from behind the group of young wizards.

It was Professor McGonagall. She squeezed through the crowd and walked over with the professors.

"Oh my God!"

After seeing the words on the wall and the tragic state of Filch's cat, Mag let out a cry of surprise, and then turned his head away.

"Professor is not me, I didn't do anything."

Seeing Professor McGonagall approaching, Harry immediately explained.

"Minerva, that cat was petrified." As a professor of herbal medicine, Pomona Sprout saw the fact that Mrs. Norris was actually petrified.

She is planting a batch of mandrakes, which are specially used to treat petrification, so she is familiar with this aspect.

"Maybe it's Weasley's little trick." Suddenly a familiar figure came from among the Slytherin students.

That voice was so iconic that Harry knew immediately that it was Snape coming.

"Harry Potter, I was developing potions in my classroom just now, and I won't have this time."

Snape stared at Filch coldly, then turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "I think he just happened to be in the wrong place by accident."

"But, professor." Filch obviously didn't agree with this explanation, he still spat at the professors hysterically, as if he wanted to confirm Harry's crime.

"Okay, Filch. Professor Sprout said just now that your cat is only petrified, but I think Professor Sprout will cure your cat."

"Now."

Professor McGonagall looked at the many young wizards onlookers and said, "Everyone go back to the dormitory immediately."

"Harry, you come with me."

With that said, Professor McGonagall looked at Harry deliberately.Then he walked upstairs.

Afterwards, a group of young wizards also dispersed, and returned to their place under the leadership of the prefect with this shocking news.

Mostly Slytherins, of course.

Only Filch stood still and yelled loudly at Harry who had gone away: "I will make you pay the price, I will."

(End of this chapter)