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Chapter 83 Harry Walking the Old Way Again
The only one who was finally kicked out of the library was Ron, because his voice was too loud.

Mrs. Pince has been seeing him unhappy, but it was okay when it was quiet before, and no one was disturbed.

But when Draco Malfoy led his two followers over later, Ron seemed to be a different person in an instant.

Not to mention the loud voice, it looks like a fighting rooster.

Since he was so high-spirited, I could only send him out to calm him down.

After driving Ron away, Mrs. Pince looked at the three of Draco, Harry and Hermione with unkind eyes.

Draco's scalp was numb with this look, as if he was going through something bad.

"Sorry ma'am, we're leaving now!"

While talking, Draco pulled past his two followers and walked towards another area.

He came to the library originally to look for some historical books on the magic world to check information.

He was taught in the book, and the truth came from practice.

Only the answer that you find step by step will be the answer you want to find.

When he left, Draco did not forget to turn his head and give Harry a look. He believed that Harry could understand what his eyes meant.

Harry watched Draco glance at him before turning away.

When she turned her head again, she met Mrs. Pince's eyes.

Although Mrs. Pince didn't say anything to him, Harry knew very well that if he spoke as loudly as Ron, he would be the next person to be kicked out of the library.

Hermione continued to quietly look at the book in her hand.

Reading books brings some pleasure to her in quiet moments.

Harry picked up the book in his hand and read it again, but this time no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't read it.

An irritability seemed to be rooted in his heart and could not be pulled out, and it became stronger and stronger as time went by.

With a "bang", Harry stood up, took the book and walked to the place where the book was picked up before, stuffed the book back again, and was about to leave the library immediately.

"Harry, where are you going?"

"I'm going to look around, Hermione, I'm a little fidgety."

"wait for me a while!"

Hermione also stood up, put the book in her hand back to its original position, and then walked to Harry's side, ready to leave with him.

Mrs. Pince, who had already walked back to the table in the middle, held a broom and watched Harry and Hermione leave the library step by step, without saying a word.

"Where are you going?"

"Are you going to find Ron?"

Hermione looked at Harry, asking back as she walked forward.

It wasn't long before Ron left. If they went looking for him at this time, they might still be able to find him.

"No, we're not going to find him."

"Where are we going then?"

Hermione asked puzzled.

Harry stopped in his tracks, pursed his lips, his frowning brows hadn't eased yet.

"Go to the second floor and take a look at the previous place."

Harry turned around, looked at Hermione, and replied solemnly.

"I want to search again, can I hear that... strange sound again."

"I have a hunch that seems to matter to me."

Seeing Harry's anxious look, Hermione took a step forward and put her hand on his head.

The coolness brought by the cold hands made him slightly awake and also much better than before.

"Relax, Harry!"

"Don't be so nervous, relax!"

Seeing Harry gradually relax with his words, a smile appeared on Hermione's face.

"I'll accompany you, we can go and see now."

She looked into his eyes and said very seriously.

Harry froze for a few seconds, then nodded emphatically.

He believed in Hermione, and always would.

After a brief conversation, the two walked to the second floor.

On the way, they met many little wizards, some of them were very hostile to them, while others were more friendly to them.

In the days when the Chamber of Secrets incident occurred, even though no one was killed, some little wizards still felt that it was Harry and the three of them who cast powerful black magic on Filch's cat.

This unreasonable suspicion also annoyed Harry a little.

Go to the second floor, where Filch's cat was killed.

There were not many students around, and the line of blood was still on the wall, warning the latecomers what happened here.

Standing on this wall, Harry's thoughts seemed to drift back to that night.

Harry, who resolutely followed because he heard the mysterious voice on the way back, met the petrified cat here, as well as the warning on the wall.

Then the distrustful eyes of the companions I met, followed by a question and answer space.

Everything is like a play.

"How is it, Harry, is there anything to gain?"

After Hermione followed Harry here, she first glanced around, and then looked at the wall with blood on it.

But no matter how she looked, she couldn't see anything.

So in the end, she looked at Harry, hoping to get some good news from him.

but……

Harry shook his head.

"No, nothing, nothing happened."

"The sounds that came out that night were like...a dream."

"No, Harry! That wasn't a dream. If it had been a dream, then Filch's cat wouldn't have been petrified by powerful black magic, and there wouldn't have been this line of blood on the wall. "

The voices of the two were not low, but there was no one in the corridor on the second floor, so naturally they would not hear the conversation between the two of them.

After all, after such a thing happened, basically everyone except Harry and the others avoided this place.

How could you come here in person?
Apart from……

Tom stood quietly beside the corridor on the second floor and watched the two people in the distance.

"Harry Potter!"

He read the name softly, and the thoughts in his heart were unknown.

Although the concept has changed, the curiosity at the beginning has not changed.

After looking at Harry for a few more seconds, Tom turned and walked towards the first floor.

"Teacher, what do you want to do next?"

"Let's try again. As long as I don't go too far and don't touch Dumbledore's bottom line, there shouldn't be any problem."

The same voice, but with a different tone, came out last after Tom left.

Harry and Hermione were still standing there, and Harry, who was frowning and deep in thought, was obviously thinking about how they should find the owner of the voice.

It seems that they have no good way.

As long as the mysterious hissing sound doesn't come out, no matter how hard they look, they won't be able to find it.

Besides, only Harry could hear that voice.

(End of this chapter)