HP: The New God from Hogwarts

"Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel, why are you quarreling here!"

An ethereal and sharp voice sounded from behind Taowu. She turned around and saw a blue translucent figure jumping out of the toilet in a certain cubicle and flying into the air.

"Moaning Myrtle?"

This sister is also a strange woman who left a deep impression on Momomo's memory, a ghost who likes to get into toilets crazily.

"Oh, you recognize me. I thought no one knew poor, ugly, stupid, dejected Myrtle." Myrtle flew to Momomo and circled her twice.

"Have you ever seen a handsome boy come here?" Taowu stood on tiptoe and gestured, "He is about this tall, he looks about 1.8 meters tall."

"A boy? Come to an abandoned women's bathroom? Are you kidding me?" Myrtle flew in front of her and looked at her with a crazy look.

Momo rolled her eyes at her: "You were killed by a boy here, weren't you?"

Myrtle was silent for a moment and murmured: "What you said seems to make sense."

Taowu ignored her and lightly poked the air in front of her with her finger, and the surrounding scene changed like ink splashing.

A boy wearing a white shirt walked into the bathroom. After he looked around to make sure no one was there, he uttered a snake-like hissing sound to the golden faucet, and then the pool slowly parted to both sides, revealing a passage. .

"Merlin, there is actually a secret room hidden here!" Myrtle covered her mouth in surprise, "I know this boy, he is Tom Riddle from the fifth grade of Slytherin!"

Taowu rewinds the scene repeatedly and listens carefully to Tom's Parselmouth voice in front of the faucet.

After waving her hand and the screen disappearing, she walked to the faucet again, coughed twice to clear her throat, then pinched her throat and pointed at the golden snake head.

"Hisssssss~ha!"

No response.

She didn't give up and tried again, but the pool was still unmoved. Salazar had to be the master of the password lock.

She sighed and was about to give up, then turned around and pulled Harry over to unlock the door.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Myrtle looking at her with disbelief. The kind ghost girl slowly raised her translucent right hand and pointed to her head, and asked in a tone that was careful to fear that her soul would be hurt.

"Is there really no problem with you here?"

Momo Wu: ...How does it feel to be suspected by a psychopath of having a brain disease?

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Myrtle frowned and continued: "But how is this possible? If Riddle is still alive now, he can't be so young. He should be a bad old man."

"Either this is his grandson. Why does his grandson come to the women's bathroom? Is he a pervert..."

Myrtle kept mumbling, Momomo rubbed her ears, and then waved to her.

"See you later, Worrying Myrtle, I hope you won't be so fond of getting into the toilet next time I see you."

Momowu couldn't find Tom. Even the diary was gone when she returned to the dormitory. This scumbag!

The evening bell rang, interrupting Taowu's thoughts, and it was time for dinner again.

No big deal can affect the meal.

When she arrived at the Great Hall, sumptuous dinners were placed on the long tables of each house, but Harry did not appear at the Gryffindor long table.

"Are you looking for Potter?" Vivian looked excited and pulled Taowu to sit next to her, "He can't come here, he is in solitary confinement."

Hannah's head immediately came over, her eyes glowing with gossip: "Luna, you don't know yet, Potter was sent to the solitary room by Dumbledore to reflect."

"What happened?" Taowu looked at her little sisters in confusion. With Dumbledore's love for Harry, would he punish him so severely?

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Vivian put her hand in front of Taowu's eyes, her cute little face turned red with excitement.

"During Gryffindor and Slytherin's Potions class this afternoon, Neville's cauldron suddenly burst, causing the scabies potion to flow everywhere and burning several big holes in Nott and Malfoy's wizard robes."

"He has absolutely no talent for potions!"

Hannah interrupted her: "Don't say that. You forgot last time. Last time we saw him make the Polyjuice Potion completely under the guidance of Potter and Granger. He was so afraid of Snape. , I heard that when Snape looked at him, his wand hand was shaking."

"You're right, Hannah, I almost forgot." Vivian continued, "Snape immediately scolded Neville, saying that he was stupid, like a troll, and his brain was just a decoration, saying that he shouldn't was born into this world.”

"He told Neville that he was crying. He even asked Neville where he got the face to cry from. Did he borrow it from a troll?"

"Granger and Weasley defended Neville a few times, and he called him an accomplice of the troll, but he actually didn't call Granger that unpleasant word."

"Potter had been calmly letting the cooked potion cool, and then put it into the bottle containing the potion. Everyone thought that he would not fight against Snape. After all, Snape did not fight this time. Nothing was said about him.”

"But, just when Snape finished scolding Weasley and Granger and wanted to continue scolding Neville, Potter directly picked up the empty cauldron and smashed it into Snape's face. The black coal Ash got all over Snape's face!"

After speaking, Vivian clasped her hands on her chest, her eyes filled with excitement and admiration that could not be concealed.

"He is truly a savior!"

Hannah nodded: "He even poured out the potion and waited for the crucible to cool down. Others were surprised."

Momo burst out laughing. Harry was already unhappy with Snape, and it wasn't because of Sirius.

After Sirius described their conflict with Snape, Harry even asked them why they teamed up to bully Snape. This was bullying.

Momo thought for a moment, and then told Harry about Snape's informant about the prophecy. At least, no matter what Snape did, he was only atonement, and he did not deserve to appear in front of Harry as a benefactor.

Harry didn't care how Snape treated him. After all, the conflict between James and Snape had long been irreconcilable, but his attitude towards Neville made him angry. How dare he, how dare he treat the victim's child? Bullying.

Even if he abandons the dark side and joins Dumbledore's camp, this is not a gold medal for him to avoid death.

Hannah glanced at the Gryffindor table. Neville wasn't there either. She rested her chin and sighed.

"When Professor Dumbledore was about to punish Potter, Neville stood in front of him and said that he broke the crucible himself and had nothing to do with Potter."

"This is the bravest he has been since I knew him when he was three years old."

"If his uncle and aunt were here, he would be a real Gryffindor."