Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Hermione stabbed the locust into the bottom of the cauldron, and the preliminary work on the Polyjuice Potion ended here.

Next is the water grinding work.

"In a month, will you stay in school this Christmas?" Suer asked suddenly while wearing gloves and pouring the discarded materials into the empty bucket.

"I..." Hermione hesitated, "If I go back, no one will be able to brew this potion, and Harry and Ron can't count on it."

"Okay." Suer nodded, "I have to go back."

"I have prepared a gift for Angel." Hermione said, "You can help me bring it to her."

The two of them cooperated with each other and quickly cleared the operating table, leaving the crucible to cook there.

When it came to whether to tell Harry and Ron about the existence of this room, Hermione decisively chose to keep it a secret.

If nothing else, Ron has a bit of a big mouth, and his personality will reveal secrets as long as someone provokes him.

At least until the Polyjuice Potion is brewed, no third person will know about it.

When they reached the third floor of the castle, the two met Harry and Ron.

Harry mysteriously pulled them into the empty classroom on the side and locked the door.

"Another person was attacked last night." Harry told them in a low voice, "Colin Creevey."

"We already know this." Hermione interrupted Harry, "I overheard what Professor McGonagall said to Professor Flitwick this morning."

"So we have to get--" Ron said angrily, "Polyjuice Potion---"

"Malfoy has been unhappy since the Quidditch match. I guess he took it out on Colin."

"One more thing," said Harry, "I met Dobby yesterday -"

Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"Remember when Ron and I missed the train? It was Dobby's doing. It sealed the wall so we couldn't get through," Harry said. "It tried every possible means to prevent me from returning to school."

"Because it said school is dangerous this year, what does it know, but as long as I ask, it will bang its head against the wall..."

"Then you at least asked something?" Hermione asked.

Harry swallowed, "The Chamber of Secrets is real. Dobby accidentally revealed some of it."

"This is not the second time it has been opened. The secret room was opened once a long time ago!"

"Has the Chamber of Secrets been opened before?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"I was thinking about this just now." Ron clapped his hands, "You all know, I told you that the Malfoy family all go to school at Hogwarts, and they are all from Slytherin."

"So, it must have been when Lucius Malfoy was in school here, he opened the secret room here on the order of...the mysterious man. We all know that the Malfoy family are all die-hard fans of that person, Lucius Malfoy." Hughes Malfoy tried to cleanse this place of all the dead wizards, but he failed."

"And now he's teaching little Draco to do it."

"That's pretty obvious."

It sounds like the logic is very smooth and forms a closed loop.

The scheming frog keeps touching your belly!Draco Malfoy is the rumored heir of Slytherin!

But it was completely wrong, Suer sighed secretly in his heart.

However, he will not open his mouth to correct them. It is best to let the incident develop according to its original course.

When you get that notebook, everything can be over directly.

It doesn't matter, I'll do it.

……

On Monday morning, news spread quickly throughout the school that Colin Creevey had been attacked and was lying like a dead man in the school hospital.

Suddenly, rumors were flying in the school and people were suspicious.

The first-year students move together in small groups, fearing that they will be attacked if they are left alone.

Fred and George became active again. They mixed pointed green garlic and newt tail in a pointed amethyst, made an amulet, and strung it with a rope. sell.

Of course, this idea was given to them by Suer.

In return, he gets [-]% of the profits.

Who would have trouble with Jin Gallon?

Although there are still a few boxes of money in the treasury, we can't just sit back and have nothing.

After all, I don't have a mine at home like Harry.

During this time, everyone secretly exchanged exorcism items or other things that could protect themselves without telling the teacher.

The second week of December came quickly, and there was no third attack. The little wizards' panic was dissipated by the upcoming Christmas.

Suer had already ground some Bicorn powder with Hagrid's permission. He used the excuse that he wanted some for research. As for what to study, Hagrid didn't ask so much. He generously wanted to use the entire Bicorn. The horn was given to Sur.

But Soul refused.

When returning to the castle with the powder, Soul was caught in a familiar place by the Weasley brothers. George was very curious about the small paper bag in Soul's hand.

"Do you know how many galleons you turned down?" Fred's eyes widened as he handed Soul the money.

"At least, this whole horn can be sold for 500 galleons, at least!"

"More than that..." George said, "This 1 ounce can already be sold for 5 galleons. The entire horn weighs at least 2 kilograms..."

"I'm just curious about this material." Soul said as he wrapped the paper bag, "I can't keep picking up Hagrid's wool."

"What does shedding wool mean?" Fred counted the money, handed him the portion that belonged to Soul, and asked curiously, "Is this what Muggles say?"

"It's not important." Suer waved his hand, took the shiny silver Sickles and stuffed them into a small cloth bag, saying vaguely.

“Always asking for things from your friends without giving them back is not a good way to make friends.”

……

At night, in the common room, Justin moved the chess piece representing the bishop three squares diagonally, ignored the white chess piece's jumping curse, and looked at Suer curiously.

"What's wrong with you recently? You say very little."

"It's nothing." Su Er said vaguely, "I've been eating too much sugar recently and I have a toothache."

"Your bishop is gone."

"Ah! That's so treacherous." Justin immediately looked at the chessboard and saw Morn moving his bishop chess to the side of the chessboard, "Can't you give in to me?"

"Sorry, there are only father and son on the chessboard, not brothers." Moen replied seriously.

Of course, with a leaf pressed under his tongue, he couldn't speak coherently as usual, and his performance in the Charms class recently was not satisfactory either.

Professor Flitwick was also very concerned about his condition. Soul used the same excuse, but Flitwick did not discover that he was preparing the basic work for Animagus transformation.

Soul had put the mandrake leaves under his tongue during the full moon in November, and these days he had been careful not to let them fall out or eat them.

It was indeed extremely painful.

Imagine a table full of delicious food made by house elves but you can only look at it but not eat it.

Fortunately, there is not much time left until the second full moon.

He hoped it wouldn't be a cloudy day at Hogwarts, or he would have to do it all over again.

It's also time to think about where to put your Animagus transformation potions.

It must be a place that is quiet enough, dark enough, and undisturbed.