94 Diagon Alley

Thinking? ' asked Harry.

It took ten seconds for Gwen to put her hand from her mouth and she wanted to say out loud how Malfoy might have been planning to assassinate Dumbledore in the Room of Requirement, but she didn't know the boy was in there either What exactly did it do.

After a long time, Gwen, who could not reveal the secret, uttered an insignificant nonsense: "I have seen Trelawney wandering around - to hide her Spanish sunshine in a bottle - I mean sherry."

Harry felt that Gwen might be drowsy, so he said goodbye to her, and turned and walked towards the boys' dormitory with Ron, who was full of joy after writing his thesis.

The next morning, Gwen finished his breakfast silently and went straight to the eighth floor corridor, targeting the empty wall opposite the tapestry where the silly Barnabas taught trolls to dance ballet.

As soon as she got to the secluded area, Gwen used an immature disillusionment spell on herself. In fact, it is not necessary because there is no one around the destination at all. Gwen didn't know whether Malfoy had a better chance of getting in on his own when he was inside or outside, but at least there weren't two gorillas outside looking out for him.

Approaching where the Room of Requirement was hidden, Gwen closed his eyes. She'd been very proficient in D.A. last year, thinking intently: I need to see what Malfoy is doing here...I need to see what Malfoy is doing here...I need to see what Malfoy is doing here...

Three times past the place, Gwen's heart skipped a beat, then she opened her eyes and turned to it—but there was still a plain white wall in front of her.

Gwen stepped forward and pushed, but the stone was still hard and motionless.

“Okay,” Gwen whispered to herself, “Okay…I was wrong…”

She paused for a while, then walked again, closing her eyes and concentrating.

I need to see where Malfoy sneaks in...I need to see where Malfoy sneaks in...I need to see where Malfoy sneaks in...

After walking three times, she opened her eyes expectantly.

No doors appear.

"Oh, don't do that," she said irritably to the wall, "the requirement is very clear... well..."

Gwen thought hard for a few minutes before striding again.

I need you to be Draco Malfoy's assassination plan...I need you to be Draco Malfoy's assassination plan...I need you to be Draco The place where Malfoy carried out the assassination plan...

After walking three times, Gwen did not open her eyes immediately, but listened, as if hoping to hear the sudden sound of the door. But I didn't hear it, only the chirping of birds in the distance. Gwen opened his eyes.

The door still does not appear.

Footsteps were heard in the distance, and Gwen hurriedly ducked to a nearby corner. She heard someone walking back and forth like her, but she stuck her head out but couldn't see a figure. Gwen thinks the guy walking around is probably not Malfoy - since he's here a lot, he should be able to get in through the door pretty quickly. Afraid of being exposed too early, Gwen crept off the stairs in the distance, thinking that spring was coming, and the chirping of birds could be heard at Hogwarts Castle.

The warm spring is really here, and even the weather in the Scottish Highlands is clearing up. What makes Gwen happiest is that her best friend Katie is finally back.

Gwen had just finished a herbal class and smelled of fresh dragon dung. After crawling through the portrait hole into the sun-drenched common room, she saw a small group of seventh-graders surrounding Katie, and Gwen screamed and pounced.

"Tap, Gwen." Katie screamed too, then giggled, "If you break me, you'll have to get Harry a new chasing ball. hand."

"Don't be stupid! No Chaser can compare to you!" Gwen almost broke her voice in excitement, and she watched Katie from head to toe, "I'm so glad you Fully recovered!"

"I even got a gift." The pretty girl had a blush on her face and raised her left hand in a show of show, with a small and delicate ring on it, and the gemstone was carved into the shape of a Quaffle. Appearance, the ring is made into a golden goal.

"Oh!" Gwen's nose was sour, "He proposed to you?"

"In St Mungo's ward," Katie said reluctantly, but her expression was very sweet, "I wasn't happy with the location. But Oliver said he couldn't wait for a moment, and I woke up When he came, he unkemptly took out the ring..."

"What a beautiful ring!" Ginny exclaimed enviously, "We used to say Wood would only marry Quidditch—look how romantic he is!"

Katie smiled and showed the rings to her girlfriends, "What can I say? He put a lot of thought into it, a goalie proposed to the Chaser - he said it would be honest Catch my Quaffle."

"Then you agreed?" Gwen pinched her waist, "Just got engaged to that idiot, well, handsome idiot!"

"I only made one request," Katie carefully retracted her left hand, "he will never grow a beard in the future, Merlin's razor, his image in front of my hospital bed It's scary."

"You nasty witch in love," Ginny wanted to step on her foot in disgust, but held it back, "Seventh grade is going to transfiguration, you don't want to Missing the Dean's class. Gwen, you better change your robes, you smell like good dragon dung."

Harry came over from the other end of the lounge at this time, as if he had something to ask Katie right away, curiosity even pushed Ginny to the back for a while. Katie and Gwen start to pack, apparently running late for Transfiguration. When she saw Harry, she greeted me cheerfully: "I'm really good! I got out of the hospital on Monday, stayed at home with my parents for two days, and came back this morning. Ginny told me about McLaggen and Mrs. About the next game, Harry..."

"Yeah," said Harry, "but now that you're back, and Ron is fine, we've got a chance of beating Ravenclaw, which means we've got a chance. Hey, Katie..." he asked in a low voice, "...that necklace...do you remember who gave it to you?"

"No." Katie shook her head angrily. "Everyone asks me, but I can't remember a single thing. The last thing I remember is walking into the three-broom toilet. , maybe the oak-ripening mead that Mrs. Rosmerta invited us to drink was too mellow."

"Then you must have gone to the toilet?" said Hermione.

"Well, I remember pushing the door open, so I thought, the guy who put the Imperius on me must be behind the door. My memory was blank after that, until two weeks ago in St. Mungo Hospital. I'm sorry, I have to go, I don't think Professor McGonagall won't punish me for copying because it's my first day back at school."

She grabbed her bag and books and hurried to catch up with Gwen, who had changed into robes, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down at a table by the window, thinking about what she had just said .

"Then, as Gwen said before, it must be a witch who gave Katie the necklace," said Hermione, "because it was in the women's room."

"Or look like a woman," Harry said, "don't forget, Hogwarts has a big pot of Potion Potion, and we know some have been stolen..." He was probably imagining In the middle of the day, I saw Crabbe and Goyle walking by in a spirited way, and they both turned into girls.

"… oak-aged mead, oak-aged mead, and Mrs. Rosemerta." Hermione shook her head, "I hope It's me who's thinking."

A few days before the Ravenclaw game, Gwen helped Katie make up for her missed lessons before dinner. Harry walked from the common room to dinner alone, Ron rushed into the adjacent bathroom and vomited, and Hermione ran to Professor Victor because she remembered that there might be a an error. Gwen hadn't tried his luck at the Room of Requirement for days, and although she had been trying to catch Malfoy's flaw and let Dumbledore perfect his still risky plan, the full life left Gwen too much to care about.

Until that night, she hit a good show.

The story begins with Gwen coming out of Slughorn's office. After dinner, Gwen intends to ask the new Potions professor some knowledge about white freshness and blood tonics. She found it almost impossible for one person to brew such potions in large quantities—perhaps that was why Mr. Weasley had previously used up the England Blood Potion by himself. The Potbellied Professor was much easier to deal with than Snape, and although Gwen was never invited to the slug club, Slughorn was generous with his advice, especially when Gwen had two dragon heartstrings.

In her arms, she carried the inferior white fresh essence made by herself, and the high-quality white fresh essence provided by Slughorn for her "appreciation". Gwen roamed the seventh-floor corridor contentedly, ready to go back to the dormitory to study it.

Then she was startled by Myrtle's unique cry,

"Stop it! Stop it!" screamed the crying Myrtle, her voice echoing in the boys' bathroom in front of Gwen, "Stop it! Stop it!"

Gwen doesn't care about the ghost's addiction, and she can't break into the boys' bathroom to watch the fight.

Bang, something exploded in the bathroom. What appeared to be a toilet bowl was smashed to pieces. Myrtle screamed loudly, and the water filled the ground, and there was the sound of spells pounding from within.

"No Shadow!" A familiar voice shouted an unfamiliar wand, and the noisy bathroom fell into a dead silence.

There is a wall.

Malfoy's face and chest were gushing with blood, as if he had been struck by an invisible sword