Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 248 A Fatal Date
It was as if McGuffin had been hit on the back of the head with a mallet.

humming.

The head was almost like a dollop of whipped cream.

Can't think.

The idea that the basilisk is coming keeps echoing in it.

"McGuffin!"

"McGuffin!"

Hermione shook him awake.

"What's the matter, your expression is just like Ron..."

"Since when did you start to be afraid of spiders..."

Harry asked curiously.

McGuffin didn't answer, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a few little spiders, turned around and found a glass, put it in it, and sealed it with a magic wand.

The little spiders were slamming around inside like crazy.

Ron panicked and avoided McGuffin.

McGuffin is not that boring, he just wants to be a siren, as an early warning device for the basilisk.

Although he was worried, at least all the students were gathered in the common rooms for the dinner now, and nothing would happen.

At this time, Ron suddenly laughed. It turned out that he found that Percy's very cherished prefect badge had changed into the word "Stupid" at some point, which made everyone laugh.

And Percy kept asking everyone what they were laughing at stupidly.

It goes without saying that the twins did it.

The joyful atmosphere made McGuffin temporarily let go of the bad feelings in his heart, and participated in the festive atmosphere.

I don't know when the banquet lasted until late at night. McGuffin only remembered that the twins led the crowd to sing Christmas carols at the end, and at the end a huge Gryffindor Lion fireworks announced the end of the dinner.

This banquet was so fun and beautiful.

Even Percy didn't come out and teach the twins to set off fireworks indoors.

McGuffin took the little spider back to the dormitory and put the glass on the table.

In the dim moonlight shining in from the white snow outside the window, McGuffin looked at the few little spiders that had calmed down, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep peacefully.

At this time, Neville's snoring had begun to sound slightly.

McGuffin closed his eyes, pulled the quilt and hooked his chin, which gave him a false sense of security.

He secretly prayed that he could quickly find the book describing the basilisk tomorrow, and went around a few more times, then Harry and the others automatically guessed the location of the basilisk, and then reminded them to quickly find the entrance to the secret room and solve this problem.

This should also be regarded as what Dumbledore said to let nature take its course!

……

McGuffin fell asleep like that for a long time, and there was a soft sound, and someone seemed to hit something.

It made McGuffin, who had not slept soundly, wake up instantly.

He heard the small friction sound in the dormitory...

It was the sound of Ron getting dressed.

In the dark room, the only ray of light came from outside the corridor, and there was a voice comforting softly outside the dormitory door.

There were a few more sobs.

It sounds familiar.

But another voice, MacGuffin, had been identified, and it was—

Dumbledore?

Before McGuffin could think about it, Harry was also woken up by Ron.

His eyes were sleepy, and he muttered drowsily, "Ron, what are you doing? It's not dawn yet!"

Ron didn't speak.

McGuffin gradually began to adapt to the light in the darkness, and began to recognize Ron's figure in the darkness. He staggered to the door, and with a creak—the door was pulled open.

In an instant, he recognized the figures of people standing not far in the corridor.

Looking at the figure and the familiar voice, McGuffin recognized that the somewhat chubby figure was Mrs. Weasley, and there was a wizard wearing a strange light green hat near the door.

It was Cornelius Fudge.

This……

McGuffin had a bad premonition.

"Arthur!..." Mrs. Weasley could barely speak.

"Professor Dumbledore! What to do now! This is the most serious provocation against the British Ministry of Magic!"

Fudge said excitedly, "Now the Ministry of Magic can't tell the manpower to be stationed in the school..."

"And all the Muggles on a cruise ship in Hawaii, USA were sucked dry by a certain giantized Brazilian blood-sucking plant... 300 Muggles!..."

"If it weren't for some wizards who wanted to smuggle into the United States through Muggle tools... we would almost be behind the Muggles in discovering this kind of thing!"

"I've just finished arguing with the head of the Magic Council in the United States... It's barely a matter of concealing this matter first... Now almost all Aurors are dealing with this matter... and the Ministry of Magic also needs your help now... The things over there are more important now!"

"We can't take care of Hogwarts at all..."

"But you can't just shut down Hogwarts like this... This will greatly damage the reputation of the British Ministry of Magic..."

"Parents have nowhere to put these little wizards now, and they now think that Hogwarts is now the safest place for these little wizards..."

"If we let them know that Hogwarts is going to be closed! Panic will spread to the entire wizarding world, and the centuries-old order of the British wizarding world will be defeated in one fell swoop!"

"It took me more than a decade to get people to recover from the You-Know-Who fear, and now I've lost it in just one month."

"My God! My God!"

Fudge's voice was hysterical, full of panic, and even a little out of logical order.

McGuffin pretended to sleep with his ears pricked up, hearing Fudge's intermittent words.

"Calm down! Fudge... now is not the time to say that..."

"Okay, Ron is here too. Let's go... have a look... and then we'll talk!"

McGuffin quickly closed his eyes, lay down, and pretended to be asleep.

He heard the door being pulled shut.Then the conversation became weaker and weaker, and the footsteps moved away from the door and gradually disappeared into the distant corridor.

In the darkness, McGuffin could only hear his own heavy breathing.

The information he just heard made him unable to calm down for a long time.

who is it?

McGuffin knew there was a good chance something had happened to Ron's siblings.

He lay there, looking at the hazy silhouette in the dark room.

An inexplicable worry and irritability filled his chest.

Every breath feels like a tug of war with the air.

"McGuffin!"

Harry called in a low voice.

"Tell me... what happened!"

"Ron...he..."

There was also concern in his tone.

Before Harry finished speaking, Seamus and Dean beside him also spoke together.

"It must be a very serious matter, otherwise we wouldn't have handed him over at this time...and I also saw Ron's parents...isn't it, Neville!"

It seemed that everyone was woken up.

McGuffin simply groped around the pillow, found out where his wand was and waved it at the location of the magic lamp.

The dormitory slowly lit up.

Everyone is good at blocking the light, which is a bit dazzling.

They got dressed from the bed (mainly Seamus the guy) and started to figure out what the hell was going on.

"Do you think it's Ron's brother--George and Fred...I heard that they are going to Ravencalaw's dormitory tonight...It is said that they are looking for some girlfriend..."

Neville told them both a surprising news.

"Impossible! The two of them were the last to leave at the Christmas banquet tonight, and it was already past twelve o'clock at that time...even usually..."

Dean stopped suddenly.

Others heard it too, footsteps in the passage outside.

They stopped talking, carefully distinguishing the voices coming from outside.

It was very noisy discussions. They heard that the rooms next door were being knocked open one by one... quarrels and complaints filled the door.

It felt like students in other dormitories were constantly being woken up.

getting closer.

Immediately afterwards, someone knocked on the door of their dormitory, and then pushed it open to walk in.

Another Gryffindor prefect, not Percy.

She came here to confirm the number of little wizards.

McGuffin's heart sank.

He already guessed what was going on.

……

"Narcissa! May I ask you to go out first?" Fudge said impatiently to Mrs. Malfoy.

He tugged on the collar very hard, looking extremely irritable.

Narcissa Malfoy ostensibly insisted on staying in the school hospital with her son Dracora Malfoy.

But in fact she was a little gloating.

When they had just arrived carrying statues of Percy Weasley and another poor Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope.

She started taunting Mrs. Weasley when Penelope's Muggle father, Mr. Varrickt, arrived in a makeshift portkey.

She even blatantly attacked the poor father.

"I don't know when Hogwarts allowed a Muggle to come...if only my husband knew!"

"It's no wonder that the Weasley's brat was also attacked. It turned out to be mixed with a hybrid... It's just that my poor little Malfoy was attacked for not doing such a thing that insulted the dignity of a wizard..."

"You vicious old hag!" The originally sad Mrs. Weasley was completely irritated by these words.

The mothers of the two victims drew out their wands and pointed at each other.

This situation made Fudge even more troublesome.

please!He has enough troubles now!
He's had enough!

"Narcisha! Please leave here first!"

Fudge's tone was very blunt, he emphasized again.

"Okay! I'll go see how the potion brewed by Professor Snape is doing... Be forewarned! Dumbledore... my little Dracula must be the first student to recover from the resurrection potion!"

Her words made Fudge also feel incredible and disgusted.

He didn't understand how she could say such things to her parents who were in the same situation!

When Narcissa left here, Madam Pomfrey came in at the same time, wearing a jacket over her pajamas.

As soon as she came in, she gasped.

"What's the matter?" Madam Pomfrey asked Dumbledore in a low voice, leaning over the statues of Percy and Penelope.

A ray of moonlight shone in the room, illuminating the two frightened faces.

Percy held Penello's hand tightly and looked up.

They were cold and stiff, like Malfoy lying beside him on the bed.

Everyone looked back and forth at the three stiff sculptures.

Mr. Weasley comforted the pale, sobbing Mrs. Weasley.

"Okay, okay, Molly, it's okay! Didn't you hear what the minister and Dumbledore just said? As long as the mandrake matures in a few months, Percy can be restored again."

Arthur Weasley also comforted Mrs. Weasley while carefully examining Percy.

Although he was also very sad and heartbroken, he was still struggling to cope with all this.

He directed Ron, who stood stupefied in place, and the twins helped Penello's father move Penello and Percy to the bed where the two beds were joined together.

That poor frightened Muggle...

(A Muggle coming to Hogwarts and hearing his daughter frightened... that's enough for him.)
In the process, Mr. Weasley also found the Muggle badge on Percy's chest, and he immediately realized who did it.

And obviously, looking at the way the two are holding hands tightly... You can also know that this Penello is the girlfriend his son Percy just found.

When the two were officially dating, they were…

Although Arthur Weasley was very sad in his heart under this situation, he also had an extra feeling in his heart... He was a little embarrassed to face this Mr. Clearwater, this Muggle father.

After all, it seemed that he was only one person... and only one daughter.

But with his own son...

Fortunately, when it was discovered, it was not discovered that the two were kissing...

Although it was sad, Mr. Weasley felt a little rejoicing in his heart.

but……

This is not finished.

Not long after, Filch fanned Peeves in from the outside with a large fan.

It was black and smoky, suspended two meters above the ground, and was about to throw a water polo in its hand.

The originally smirking face was now terrified.

The crowd was silent.

"How is this possible? If it's understandable to say that a few little wizards were petrified... then what can make an elf like this... turn a non-existent living thing into this." Fudge muttered to himself.

Peeves is a magical elf produced by Hogwarts. In some ways, he is more difficult to attack than ghosts.

He can't be harmed by almost any spell.

Black witchcraft in the general sense is also invulnerable.

Dumbledore leaned forward and carefully touched Peeves' body with his wand.

It has become some kind of balloon or fluid thing.

Can't get through.

There will also be some kind of dent after touching it, which will slowly recover after a few seconds.

"My God!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed.

After Dumbledore confirmed, he put away his wand and said, "Let's all go out and let the families of the two little wizards be alone here for a while! Fudge!"

Cornelius Fugui saw Dumbledore's gesture, and it seemed that he wanted to say something, but there were little wizards like Ron and the others here, but they couldn't elaborate.

"Come on, Filch... let's see where you found these two poor little fellows!"

A group of people jumped out, leaving only Percy and Penello's family here.

……

Filch led Dumbledore and Fudge outside an empty classroom.

"I caught the twins right here - George and Fred!"

"The two of them insisted that they came to find their brother Percy...and asked them what they wanted to do, but they hesitated to answer!"

"Just in time... I'm also looking for the prefects to end the patrol tonight."

"I remember the patrol routes assigned to Percy Weasley and Ravenclaw Prefect Penelope. This is this corridor."

"So when I led them here... I discovered all of this!"

The dusty ground in the empty classroom is now covered with messy footprints, and it is almost impossible to see anything.

Cornelius Fudge flicked his wand, trying to restore the traces of the previous hours.

But just like Malfoy at that time, after the orange light passed, only some thick and disorderly lines could be seen.

—no use at all.

"Did you find anything, Dumbledore?"

Fudge had to ask helplessly.

He found Dumbledore whispering something to Professor McGonagall.

"Perhaps you don't want to hear the news...Fudge!" Dumbledore turned his head to him and said sternly.

"My God! Don't be fooled! I can take anything now. Any bad news right now is better than no news..." said Fudge.

"Okay, so... Connelly..."

"The [Secret Chamber] has been opened again!"

Dumbledore said calmly.

(End of this chapter)