Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

As Filch shone the light on the door, the people behind the door held their breath involuntarily.

The light shone in and only illuminated a small area, unable to dispel the deeper darkness. Filch lay on the door and stared inside for a while.

After waiting for a while, they put away the lights and left with heavy steps. The people behind the door all heaved a sigh of relief, and Neville's muffled voice sounded.

"Do you smell a fishy smell, it stinks..."

This remark made everyone agree, and they also smelled the smell in the room, which was particularly smelly and irritated their eyes.

"Fluorescent flashes."

Hermione used her own wand to illuminate, and she stretched her wand forward, touching the black fur, and the faint light was not enough to illuminate.

"This... what is this."

Ron's tone was full of tears, and his arch-rival Draco didn't have the time to laugh at him. He was slamming on the door, intending to run away when something went wrong. As Charlotte cast a luminous spell to illuminate the area, they were able to see clearly.

"..."

Because they were too shocked, no one yelled out. All the eyes of the group were attracted by this huge creature. Its huge body occupied two-thirds of the room.

It looks like a huge dog, except that it has three heads. The tongue sticks out to dissipate heat. The saliva drips on the floor. That's where the stench comes from. There are shreds of meat on the sharp teeth, which are bright red. Yes, reminiscent of bad scenes.

Thick chains locked the three heads of the three-headed dog and tied them to an iron pier in the wooden house, limiting the range of movement of the three-headed dog.

After a moment of silence, it seemed that they had come to their senses, and they cried out in unison, venting their fear of the unknown.

"what…!"

The screams one after another woke up the three-headed dog, unconsciously raised its front paws, and scratched forward, trying to beat these noisy little bugs flat, so that it would not be disturbed to rest!

"Exercise and let go, fainted!"

Charlotte swiped two spells and hit the three-headed dog on the face, making it retract its paws to protect its face, and glanced at the trapdoor under the three-headed dog's feet.

This kind of creature with rough skin, thick flesh and extremely high magic resistance value is the most annoying. When a curse hits the body, it is no different from a mosquito bite.

"Eye sickness curse."

There was a sound of wheezing breathing, the eye sickness curse hit the left head, the sense organs were connected, the eyes of the other two were also closed, and the huge mouth was getting closer and closer.

Why don't you brush your pet's teeth, Hagrid!

"Hurry up and open the door!"

Harry and the others knocked on the door. The door was locked and would not open no matter how hard they tried.

"I don't want to die here!"

Draco was screaming at the side, and Neville's chubby hands were pulling the door bolt vigorously. At the critical moment, Hermione was reliable, and when Arahho opened the door, several people rushed out in a panic.

Neville didn't know who tripped him and fell to the ground. He won't be able to stand up for a while. The three-headed dog opened his eyes, the iron chain rattled from the struggle, and the head in the middle bit hard towards the nearest Neville.

"Neville!"

Charlotte stood behind Neville, huge flames emanating from her wand.

"Burning flames!"

The rapid flames forced the three-headed dog to shrink back, and it pulled its mouth. The temperature of the flames is not enough to hurt this guy, but flames have always been feared and hated by these dark creatures, and they instinctively avoid these things.

Increasing the output of magic power, the flames became more and more intense, and Charlotte's clothes curled up under the scorching temperature, and sparks splashed on the wooden board, burning small black holes, the three-headed dog was very uncomfortable, and the fur on his body was all It was burnt, it was too hot, and I kept shrinking back.

The three-headed dog was forced back into the depths of the room, and Hermione quickly closed and locked the door behind her. Harry and Ron helped Neville up, and Draco's ghostly screams never stopped. After leaving this ghostly place, it was quiet down.

"What do they think, how dare they put this kind of thing in the school, if it hurts me! I will definitely tell my father! My family is the school manager, and I will definitely make Dumbledore look good!"

Draco was still in shock and condemned Dumbledore's behavior viciously afterwards.

"Come on, you were only screaming at the side just now, you little brat who only looks for daddy!"

Although Ron was also quite frightened, the incident of hating Malfoy seemed to be engraved in his genes, and he directly responded with ridicule.

"Shut up, didn't you notice something under that monster's feet just now? I'm sure it's a trapdoor, and that guy has a chain on him, and it was set to guard something there."

Neville's face was pale and his body was still trembling. From the looks of it, it would be good if he could fall asleep tonight, but he almost gave himself to a dog, and argued in a low voice.

"I was so terrified at the time that I didn't even notice it."

Charlotte smiled, as expected of Hermione, the only one in the trio who was useful, no matter how chaotic the scene was, she could quickly analyze the status quo and continued.

"I saw it too, its feet were on it all the time."

Although I know the existence of the trapdoor, there is no need to steal the show. If you want to get the Philosopher's Stone, you must rely on these three people.

Because the last level is the Mirror of Erised. If you want to get the Philosopher’s Stone, you must be someone who has no greed for the Philosopher’s Stone. Getting the Sorcerer's Stone by yourself is tantamount to a fantasy.

Glancing quietly at Harry, following the savior, taking the Philosopher's Stone from the savior's hand is the most reliable.

After hearing Hermione's words, Harry seemed to think of something, and clapped his hands fiercely.

"I know what it's guarding! When Hagrid took me to Gringotts, he brought out a package from the vault, saying that Headmaster Dumbledore asked him to pick it up. Then, the vault was stolen the next day gone."

Harry's tone was agitated. It's such a coincidence, isn't it?Ron and Malfoy also stopped arguing and turned their heads to listen.

"No matter what it is, it's not our business."

Hermione hit the excited Harry with a toss of his head.

"I don't care what you think, enough has happened tonight, I don't want you to go to this place again, it's too dangerous, Neville was almost injured!"

"Hermione is right, hurry back and rest, and have a good dream."

Charlotte said, dragged Draco away by the collar without any explanation, and parted from the four of them.

Early the next morning, after class, Charlotte went to the auditorium to find something to eat, and Malfoy teased Harry every day.

He obviously didn't take what happened last night to his heart. He had a big heart, he should eat and drink, and he had to choke when he met Ron and Harry.

Charlotte sighed, and said a lot during the special training for Draco yesterday that only one's own strength is the root of everything.

Draco's character is complicated, but his nature is not bad. The wand of hawthorn wood represents his character. Charlotte wants to help this tsundere young master, so as not to end up in the end of betrayal.

Wandmaker Gregorovich once said.

"The hawthorn makes wands as strange and as paradoxical as the tree from which they come. The leaves and flowers of the hawthorn tree have healing properties, but the broken branches smell like death."

Isn't this exactly the same as Draco's awkward and arrogant character, it can be seen that the wand can reflect the character of its owner to a certain extent.

The next afternoon, Charlotte was sitting in Snape's office, holding a stack of documents and flipping through them page by page.

Without blushing or heartbeat, rainbow farts popped out of her mouth one after another, and Charlotte kept sugar-coating cannonballs.

"Professor is indeed a long-established master of potions. After your improvement, the sales of potions in France, Germany and other places are really good."

"This is the latest batch of income statements. The money has been directly deposited into the professor's treasury at Gringotts." Charlotte rubbed her hands and poured the professor a cup of tea very attentively.

Snape was unmoved, and he never stopped grading the papers, and he didn't give Charlotte any eyes. He frowned. This guy has been sitting here for a long time, and he has been talking about him for a long time. Explain why you are here.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Snape, who was so annoyed, gave up the test paper that was still halfway through.

"Professor, don't worry about me, finish the approval first, I'm just here to report the situation."

Charlotte shied away for a moment, saw Snape staring at her coldly, and went straight to the point.

"I would like to invite the professor to attend next week's meeting where the Wizengamot awards the Medal of Merlin. After all, you are also my mentor."

"I don't remember what I taught you." Snape's tone was slightly mocking.

"During the time I was in confinement here, although the professor often assigned me various tasks, I understood that you let me learn by doing."

Thousands of people wear flattery but don't wear it, Charlotte successfully said that Snape had broken the defense, and continued to invite Snape before Snape chased him away.

"Professor, you will go, right, I really look forward to your attendance."

"Tell the truth."

Snape impatiently interrupted Charlotte's next words, his eyes were fixed on Charlotte, but he couldn't pry into his thoughts at all.

"One day the reporter of the Daily Prophet will also interview. I plan to advertise the potion by the way. I want to get the professor right away. Who can be more authoritative than you in potion? And if the potion has a good reputation, the sales will increase." The better, the Galleons will roll in and fill our pockets."

After spending a lot of time, getting a positive answer, Charlotte left contentedly, and took away the tea set. Anyway, Snape didn't like tea. jump straight.

On the way to wander.

"The new dress has already been booked at Mrs. Malkin's shop in Diagon Alley, and there is still time."

Charlotte took stock of the list of invited people and the things that needed to be prepared. Now everything is ready, and only the east wind is owed.

When passing by the Quidditch pitch, Charlotte squinted her eyes when she saw a yellow and a blue figure flying in the air. Good guy, I just told Zhang Qiu the day before yesterday that Cedric and Zhang Qiu had a happy fight today. Quidditch.

Sure enough, excellent people are attracted to each other. Sitting in the auditorium and watching, my own cabbage was sacrificed by pigs. This makes me feel really uncomfortable as an old mother~