Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 289 Dobby's Big Crisis
"Dumbledore, I..."

Lucius wanted to say something, but he saw Harry and McGuffin here...and stopped talking.

"Potter! Albert! If you two are fine, can you leave here..."

said Snape, his tone completely different from usual.

very kind.

It made the bottom of Harry's butt feel like a fire, and he couldn't sit still at all...

He remembered what it was... Snape had been like this since he was forced to drink that bottle of 'extremely special potion' when he was trying to save McGuffin last semester.

Harry shuddered.

--No way!

"Professor Dumbledore, can we... can I get out of here...?" He stammered hastily.

"Of course! You should go back and have a good rest! ... However, some things this afternoon must be kept secret. Before the Ministry of Magic announces the handling measures, it needs to be kept secret from other students."

Dumbledore also agreed to Harry's request, because he looked at Lucius with a very puzzled expression, and he had never seen such an expression on this Malfoy's face.

Even 11 years ago when he was almost caught in Azikaban, this guy didn't show much, now...

What happened in the end?

After being confirmed by Dumbledore, Harry grabbed the wand on the table and the McGuffin next to him, turned around, avoided Snape, and rushed out of the office.

"Harry, don't! I also want to ask the professor... how to deal with the blood and venom of the basilisk..."

cried McGuffin hastily.

Dumbledore obviously knew the antidote to the [Blood Curse] that McGuffin said, he said calmly, "Don't worry about it, Professor McGonagall will notify you when it's done!"

Unaware of the force that erupted from there, Harry forced McGuffin directly into the dark corridor, and then slammed the door of Professor McGonagall's office.

……

The corridors of Hogwarts Castle are even more eerie than before.

At any rate, there were still some magic candles and magic lamps for lighting, but now it was completely dark, only the crescent moon occasionally revealed from the black clouds, and penetrated through the cracked glass windows, reflecting a little light for the two of them.

The original greeting oil painting characters on the corridor wall also disappeared one by one.

There is no Peeves to make troubles, and even the ghosts that occasionally pop out from under the feet or from the walls to scare people are gone.

Hogwarts, after the mess of a semester, even had few ghosts.

The atmosphere was almost dead silent, only the footsteps and panting of the two of them echoed in the corridor.

McGuffin and Harry raised their voices slightly, and the words echoed in the corridor.

The cracks in the walls magnify this effect.

Keep echoing.

It's creepy!

Fortunately, McGuffin and the others could still see Filch and some Aurors on the way, and the professors were patrolling everywhere.

Occasionally, when passing a corner, you can see them swaying and approaching in a certain corridor with a dim oil lamp, and you can hear their footsteps and discussions when they come, and some professors and Aurors are crouching in front of a crack, carefully waving their wands to temporarily repair the situation.

In the end, when McGonagall and the others returned to the door of the Gryffindor lounge, they were stunned by the scene before them again.

"Where's the fat lady?"

Harry froze in place, asking the MacGuffin next to him.

"I... I don't know?"

"How do we get in! Shout out?"

McGuffin said hesitantly.

Before the eyes of the two of them was such a scene.

The circular passage from the eighth-floor corridor to the Gryffindor lounge has been completely exposed in this passage.

And the huge portrait of the 'Fat Lady' that originally covered the entrance of the passage has disappeared.

Moreover, there is a deep crack on the top of the wall, which, like lightning, continues to fork and spread, covering the wall.

Instead, there was a statue of iron armor as tall as Hagrid, standing there holding a giant iron ax about two meters long, with a faint blue light shining in his eyes.

When seeing McGuffin and the others approaching, directly...

Clap!

The two axes collided with each other and crossed to form an X...blocking the passage, and then the iron armor turned its 'head' around...the blue 'eyes' shot out from the helmet.

They stared at the two,

"Password!?"

The sound was muffled, like a hammer hitting a rock, bang bang.

The pressure is full.

"Do you remember what the password was?" McGuffin took two steps back and looked at Harry.

"Honeyeater?" Harry asked.

"wrong answer!"

"Any other passwords?"

"Dragon slag!?"

"Auspicious stars are shining?"

The two of them tried all the previous passwords back and forth, but none of them worked.

"Harry! MacGuffin!"

Suddenly someone crawled over inside and shouted at them.

—It's Hermione!

She was wearing a pink plaid pajamas and emerged from the inner passage.

"Oh my God! You're finally back... I heard Mr. Weasley say you're all right... I've been waiting in the lounge with Ron..."

Hermione babbled through the two iron armors and pulled them into the passage.

"Password?"

"UFO!" Hermione yelled helplessly.

"Who got this password!"

McGuffin couldn't laugh or cry.

Generally, Gryffindor's passwords are decided after reports from the prefects and Professor McGonagall.

Therefore, passwords are generally determined by the preferences of the prefects.

And now that Percy wasn't here... The password hadn't changed in months, and now it turned out like this.

No wonder neither of them guessed any of the Percy-related passwords right.

Hermione pulled the two of them and said, "Who else... What those two guys, Fred and George, did..."

— No wonder!McGuffin thought.

Hermione continued, "These two guys saw today's [Daily Prophet] report that the Ministry of Magic disguised this series of magical plant attacks as some kind of UFO legend in Muggle society..."

"After knowing the meaning of UFO, the two of them liked this concept very much...they partnered with Lee Jordan and changed the password of the new lounge doorman to 'UFO'..."

Harry asked strangely, "Where's the Fat Lady?"

"She was seriously injured in the shock and was sent to the maintenance department of the Ministry of Magic for emergency repairs. It is said that 20% of the Hogwarts portraits were seriously damaged..."

"Right now, people are panicking in the lounge... People say that Hogwarts Castle was seriously injured in this attack by the dark wizard, and may even be forced to close the school..."

Hermione was very nervous, and it could even be said that she was panicked to the extreme. She kept talking about what happened after she returned to the lounge, and all the gossip she heard.

Then Harry and McGuffin understood why this 'know-it-all' lady was more nervous than facing Voldemort at this time.

"Harry, haven't you heard something from Dumbledore?"

"What will happen to the school?"

Facing Hermione's questioning eyes repeatedly, Harry was forced to tell the possibility that the school would be suspended tomorrow.

"Is it really necessary to end this semester early and close the school? ... Our semester inspection has not yet been carried out? I haven't finished halfway through the preview of the number divination and rune courses... If the school is closed now, my study plan will be completely ruined!"

She screamed frantically.

Harry and McGuffin looked at each other, and felt that it was the best strategy for them to keep silent at this time.

After entering the lounge, Ron was slumped on the armchair, his head biting, ... Even the owls Hedwig, Scabbers, and Garen and Sick, the two stupid and cute little guys, were nestled up on the table in front of him to rest.

There were not many people in the lounge, and even if there were, they were all wearing pajamas like Ron, holding a wand in their hands, dozing off on the armchair narrated by the fire... As for all kinds of pets, there were everywhere.

For example, Neville, hugging his toad Raffle tightly... his little body almost slipped from the armchair to the ground,

I don't know how he fell asleep in that position.

In short, there are very few sober little wizards in the waiting room.

It stands to reason that this time period is when the lights in the lounge are brightly lit, but now...

It seemed that Hogwarts had been vibrating for a period of time before, which frightened these little wizards.

"Ron! Ron!"

They came to the little wizard and shook the guy.

"Don't, don't eat me, monster!"

Ron screamed in cold sweat again and again, and picked himself up from the armchair.

—It looks like a nightmare.

This exclamation woke up the surrounding pets and some little wizards.

Staring at Harry, Ron and the others dissatisfied.

With sleepy eyes, they didn't even recognize Harry and the others.

Fortunately, otherwise, McGuffin and the others wouldn't be able to get away.

"Harry, I knew you were all right."

Ron rubbed his eyes and said happily after waking up.

After that, under the repeated request of the two, MacGuffin and Harry had to start telling the story of that adventure again.

After knowing that Hogwarts would cancel the final exam due to problems with the castle, and dismiss school early, Ron couldn't help but beam with joy.

"Really!... that's really...ahem (Hermione rolls her eyes at Ron)... wonderful!"

But at the same time in another part of Hogwarts Castle... the scene was not so harmonious.

……

Hogwarts Hospital,

Dumbledore standing over Dracora Malfoy...

oh!In front of the petrified statue of DeLS Malfoy, he bent over to measure her carefully, and touched her body with his wand.

From time to time, I use some strange spells to test it.

Behind him was the anxious Malfoy couple who were already standing unsteadily, especially Narcissa as if the sky had fallen, her whole body was almost limply leaning against Lucius.

Snape stood in the corner, his eyes were flickering, and his expression was strange. No one knew what this guy was thinking.

"I really don't know what to do! Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore...he was only a second-year wizard, and when he woke up he found himself a little witch...I...I..."

Narcissa's face was mixed with shame and despair, and this complex feeling almost drove her to a corner, almost making him breathless.

Lucius didn't even dare to look directly at his 'daughter'.

Finally, Dumbledore straightened up from the side of the bed and turned around.

"It doesn't look like there is any serious harm, and it won't affect the de-petrification effect of the Mandrake potion..." Dumbledore said softly.

"However... What kind of consequences will this cause? Can I reverse this magical transformation effect? ​​I want to ask you..."

"How did all this happen? What kind of potion did you use on Malfoy..."

The Malfoys looked very embarrassed and hesitated to answer.

So Dumbledore turned to Snape again.

"Severus... what about you? Didn't you see anything?"

"Is there nothing you can do?"

Dumbledore's expression was very 'playful'.

The expression couldn't be better or worse, half-moon eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight.

——This thing looks like the 'transformation potion' that Snape researched privately last semester. After using it for Harry, he remembered that Snape said that this potion no longer exists.

Now it seems……

He still had to bring his attention to some of Snape's actions.

Don't let this guy's small mind mess up his plans.

Especially since it has been proven that Voldemort survives on Horcruxes, and has found one of them.

It is even more important to ensure the smooth progress of the prophecy...

"Okay! This potion is indeed from my office... when it was stolen last time, it was lost... It seems that Les Finley had to look for African snake skin in my office because of the Ministry of Magic's potion ban... to make [polyjuice potion]!"

Snape's face twitched slightly, and he said slowly.

"He took these potions away as a cover...but why it was used on Draco Malfoy...I don't know!"

"And this potion is taken orally, how did he change into this... Or was it changed in the petrified state... This is indeed beyond my expectation..."

"I've checked Malfoy just now... It's confirmed that it's the effect of the potion, but the potion to break the curse... In this case, I can't guarantee whether it will work!"

As Snape said, the faces of the Malfoys next to him changed several times, from panic to anger, then to shame, and finally to despair.

"Maybe if I can experiment in advance... I might be able to find a way to crack it..."

Snape suggested maliciously.

"Anyone is fine! Any species is fine! Especially the little wizard who has already tried it once..."

Snape Severus' eyes sparkled, and he didn't know whether he wanted to perfect the potion, or he really wanted to 'rescue LS Malfoy'.

The Malfoys were extremely quick-witted at this time, and they immediately turned their heads to look at the only 'living creature' that they could dispose of at will.

—the house-elf of their family, Dobby.

Now the little guy is in a mess of bandages, and there is no skin on his body that is not bruised.

It seemed that after this incident, the Malfoys vented all their anger on the poor elf again.

"More than!"

"Come here!" Malfoy hastily squeezed out an ugly, forced smile.

Dobby cringed and looked at his master.

—he never did.

This smile looked even more terrifying and ferocious in the little guy's eyes.

(End of this chapter)