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Chapter 61 The Third Attack

The Christmas holidays passed quickly.

During this period, so many little wizards came home, but there was no news of the attack in Hogwarts in the wizarding world.

Obviously, Dumbledore used some means behind the scenes to temporarily seal the news.

After the holiday, the students returned to the castle one after another, making the school lively again.

On the day the students returned to school, Harry and Ron met Hermione, who had been away for a holiday, in the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione's complexion was very bad, and her previous long fluffy hair was gone, replaced by simple shoulder-length short hair.

Ron looked in shock at Hermione, who seemed to have changed into a different person, and asked incredulously.

"What happened to you at home? Why did you cut your hair?"

Hermione sat on the bench in the lounge sullenly, and said miserably.

"I didn't cut my hair, it was burned."

Harry's eyes widened.

"Why did you burn your hair?"

"I thought I was careful enough at home."

Hermione said helplessly.

"Since I got home, I have hid in the room, and even let my mother bring my meals to my room. But in the end, I accidentally spilled the salad on the bed. The quilt was too heavy, so I had to ask my mother to help me change it. , When I came out of the bedroom, I tripped over a chair that had fallen on the floor, and I fell in the direction of the fireplace in my house."

"The opening in my fireplace wasn't connected to the floor, so it wouldn't be a big problem. But somehow, a small piece of wood popped out of the fireplace and landed right on my hair."

She brushed her short fluffy hair and said with a sad face.

"Then, it became what it is now."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, they could imagine the funny scene, they suffocated laughter together, and then they comforted each other.

"Relax, Hermione, think about it from another angle, in fact, you have short hair is also very good, at least it is much easier to take care of."

"That's right, and it's just that the hair has become shorter, as long as there are no other more unlucky things."

But their consolation didn't seem to have any effect. On the contrary, the more they talked, the more painful Hermione's face became.

"Who said that this is the only thing I experienced! The rest is just that I don't want to recall it anymore."

Then she said with a straight face.

"When you face Professor Forrest in the future, you must be careful and careful! If he wants to greet you or wish you well, don't hesitate! Be sure to change the topic immediately! Interrupt his blessing! "

Harry and Ron nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They already knew how powerful they were, and now they dared not test Sherlock's crow's mouth with the same playful mentality as before.

Hermione was satisfied with their attitude.

Although they encountered danger in the test of Sherlock's crow's mouth, it also allowed them to understand the horror of Professor Forrest.

As long as you avoid it in time, you can avoid a lot of bad luck in the future.

"How about the potion in the bathroom? Did Malfoy and the others behave unusually during the holiday?"

Hermione changed the topic to the main topic. She hadn't forgotten that the matter of Sherlock's crow's mouth was still secondary. The main thing they had to do this semester was to catch the heir of Slytherin who opened the Chamber of Secrets.

Harry shook his head.

"On the potion side, Ron and I followed what you said when you left, to see if the fuel under the crucible was exhausted every three days, everything is normal now, as for Malfoy"

Ron picked up Harry's words.

"We haven't found anything unusual about him recently, and there have been no recent attacks in the castle."

Hermione calmly analyzed.

"He is very smart. He probably knew that committing crimes in succession would be easy to expose his feet, so this time he intentionally took a long time interval, and waited for everyone to gradually forget about it before starting the attack again."

"Then can we use Polyjuice Potion now?" Ron asked excitedly, he couldn't wait to reveal Malfoy's true colors.

Hermione got up from the bench: "I'm going to see how the compound potion is brewing first."

The three of them walked out of the Gryffindor common room together, came to the corridor on the first floor, and then sneaked into the abandoned girls' bathroom together when there was no one around.

"What are you doing here again? You have been brewing this bubbling potion for almost a month, when will you clean it up!"

The ghost Myrtle who was stationed in this bathroom said with resentment when they saw Harry.

Ron replied dissatisfied.

"This is not your place, why can't we brew potions here?"

"You yell at me!" Myrtle covered her face aggrievedly, "Yes, you are despising me, you are all despising me, woohoo."

She wept and floated into another compartment.

Harry and the others didn't care about Myrtle's current state. Everyone knew that Myrtle was like this. Her tears seemed to never end.

Hermione carefully observed the situation of the compound soup, and finally said with satisfaction.

"Very good, this potion has been brewed very successfully, but it is still one step away from its completion."

"We also need something about who we're going to be."

She put it lightly, as if she was sending them off to the supermarket to buy laundry detergent.

"It would be great if you could get something from Crabbe and Goyle. They're Malfoy's best friends and he'll tell them everything. We also need to make sure that before we interrogate Malfoy Don't let the real Crabbe and Goyle get in here, Fook."

"I've got everything planned at home," she went on, ignoring the stunned looks on Harry's and Ron's faces.

Hermione held up two chocolate cakes.

"I've put ordinary sleeping pills in here, you just have to make sure Crabbe and Goyle find them. You know how hungry their mouths are, they'll eat them, and as soon as they're both asleep, pull them out. Take a few hairs out of both of them, and hide them in the broom cupboard."

Harry and Ron looked at each other's faces, never realizing that Hermione could be so bold.

They opened their mouths, just as they were about to say whether this was inappropriate, but Hermione's eyes shone with a strong light like iron, which was quite similar to Professor McGonagall's eyes sometimes.

"You want to interrogate Malfoy, right? The Polyjuice Potion is only the last step. If you want to become Goyle and Crabbe, you have to get what's on them!"

In terms of boldness, the three of them were actually on par. Harry and Ron were just shocked that Hermione, who was usually a good student, would act so boldly at certain times.

Harry and Ron finally agreed to Hermione's plan, and they really wanted to prove that Malfoy was the descendant of Slytherin.

They walked out of the bathroom together, and when they were about to look for Goyle and Crabbe in the castle, a piercing scream suddenly attracted their attention, including everyone in the castle.

The three of Harry looked at each other, not thinking about looking for Goyle and Crabbe, they hurried to the corridor on the second floor where the voices sounded, squeezed desperately into the packed crowd of people, and then saw the third victim of an attack.

It was a blond boy who fell on the ground. Even if that familiar face was distorted by panic, it still didn't prevent Harry and the others from recognizing him.

The person being attacked was exactly what they had always suspected - Draco Malfoy!
(End of this chapter)