[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

"Lead the way." Lockhart suddenly sullen.Christo quickly followed. She knew Justin Finch, a Hufflepuff boy who was the roommate of his brother Ernie.

The corridor was already full of people as they hurried past.Everyone paled, and the moment they saw Lockhart they made way for him.In the center of the crowd was Nick, who was covered in black and smoky. Below him lay the unlucky boy, with a terrified expression frozen on his face.

Lockhart had to use a loud voice to suppress the chattering discussions. "Now, it's still class time, go back to your classroom immediately!" Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had already rushed over, exchanged glances with Lockhart, and immediately took away the anxious students.

The corridor was suddenly empty, and Christo looked at Harry who was standing on the wall in surprise. "Hey, aren't you playing chess with Hermione and the others in the common room?"

"I did not do that……"

"Potter!" Ernie's voice echoed through the corridor, and Harry was almost pressed against the wall. "What you said in the library—damn it, I would believe you!" Ernie appeared in front of them angrily, and he pulled Christo back.Harry waved his hands in a panic: "I was just passing by, really, I didn't do it."

"Oh, Potter, you bastard, it's funny to see what you did, you killed the students."

The four noticed this time that Peeves was hovering above their heads, looking down at the scene, grinning wickedly.Harry's face was as white as a freshly painted wall, and Ernie's eyes were about to sparkle.

"Okay, Peeves, you'd better get out of here—" Lockhart, who was checking Justin, said suddenly, stood up, conjured up a big fan, and thrust it at Ernie: " You slap Nick up the stairs, Kerry—” He turned his head and blinked at Krystal, “You send Justin to the infirmary, and I give you permission to cast spells in the corridor now, as for Harry—" He walked up and grabbed the collar of Harry who was looking at him pitifully, "Come with me to see Professor Dumbledore."

"Professor, I swear..." Harry said quickly, and Ernie, who was fanning Nick, turned his head and gave him a hard look.

Lockhart looked at him sternly: "It's not just about today."

They turned a corner in silence.Only then did Lockhart show a big smile again: "Okay, Harry, I believe in you."

"But professor, why..."

Lockhart looked at him helplessly, and said earnestly: "I always thought that as a celebrity, Mr. Potter had the same brains as me. It seems that I was wrong now. God, how can someone be so stupid? I thought you were the heir of Slytherin, you stole my limelight at the Dueling Club yesterday..." He noticed Harry's astonished gaze, and coughed quickly, "Ernie was full of anger just now, he Don't believe you're innocent, don't you think it's better to let him believe that the professors will treat you 'well' than to make him think about you. Hey, don't get too excited! You think you can speak Parseltongue A good thing? You really think you are a descendant of the Slytherin family!"

Harry was completely dumbfounded: "No, no, I didn't think so..."

Lockhart snorted softly, and held Harry in the crook of his arm: "Come on, I have to hurry back and see what Kerry has discovered?"

Harry twisted awkwardly: "Professor, can you let go..."

"Boy, don't try to run!"

Harry shook his head in pain: "No, Professor, you smell so bad! Really, I will obediently go to see Professor Dumbledore, please let me go."

Lockhart's face turned dark all of a sudden, Christo that little bastard!

On the other side, Christo, who had just checked Justin's body, sneezed. She decided to ask Madam Pomfrey for a refreshing potion. She probably had a cold.She used a levitating spell to bring him to the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey took over quickly with a sad face, and put Justin on the bed next to Colin.

"You know where it is, go get it yourself." The worried Madam Pomfrey didn't care about her at all.

After Christo came back from the infirmary, she went to Lockhart's office immediately.She had just made the black tea when Lockhart appeared. "So, Kelly?" He sat down in his big chair, took a cup of black tea bluntly and began to drink.

Christo took the ink and wrote and drew on the parchment: "Petrification, the signs of life have not disappeared, the expression is frightened, there is no injury, no trace of resistance, physical attacks are excluded. Spell attacks are excluded, the teacher has no motivation, the ability of the students Not enough - well, although I think I can do it, then the wizards of the pure-blood family are suspected. As for whether to use potions, I think it is unlikely, otherwise Professor Snape would have discovered it. Finally, Magical creatures—many magical creatures have strange properties, but first of all, it needs a hiding place. Gilderoy, what does Professor Dumbledore think of the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Professor Dumbledore said the Chamber of Secrets was opened again. He gave no details."

Christo glanced at him: "You suspect that Professor Dumbledore has reservations and didn't say anything?"

"That's right. This time, this matter is very big, and it involves Hogwarts' secrets. It is a very good subject. When I saw Mrs. Norris that day, I suddenly had an inspiration. Of course, I also care about my students." Lockhart said generously, "I would like to give some advice to the students, but Professor Dumbledore has his considerations."

"I know, it must be that you are not trusted by Professor Dumbledore."

Lockhart seemed to have been poked into a sore spot: "It's definitely not like that. Last time he praised me for my hard work."

"That's because you are much better than the original big straw bag now, he was just surprised, okay?"

Slap, Crystal was slapped on the head, and Lockhart gritted his teeth: "Little girl, I'm not the Lockhart I used to be...Huh?" He sniffed his shoulder, and then yelled in dissatisfaction: "Why don't you smell any potion on you! Do you know that when I came back, they happened to finish class, and everyone who passed by me made a detour! It’s too new to deal with!”

Christo looked at him innocently: "Actually, every time I brew a potion, I wear a wizard robe soaked in a special potion. I took a lot of effort to blackmail it from Malfoy. He still refuses to give me the formula."

Lockhart glared at her: "Here."

Christo blinked: "Report to the professor, it's all used up, and I haven't come up with the next plan yet."

Lockhart: "Let's go."

Christophe sensibly took away her own tools and materials, and took the half-written parchment by the way.She planned to go back to the dormitory to put things away, but along the way she heard girls discussing what kind of monster poor Professor Lockhart had fought. He smelled like he had been soaked in a mud swamp for a day.Christo tried her best to hold back her smile, and she didn't laugh out loud until she returned to the dormitory-this kind of thing was a devastating blow to the pushy Gildero, it seemed , she needs to keep a low profile recently.

In the afternoon, word spread that both Nick and Justin were attacked, and many students gathered in groups to watch the scorched Nick, which made the originally tense atmosphere truly panic.A ghost has already died once, what else in this world can do more damage than death?

Crystal receives an urgent letter from Mrs. McMillan.She had barely finished reading the letter when Ernie delivered the reserved train tickets home for Christmas.Christo knew in her heart that her brother must have told her mother about the school, but when she saw Ernie's pale face, she had no choice but to hide her dissatisfaction.

She still worked hard to see if she could find any meaningful evidence. Mrs. McMillan had unceremoniously asked her to sever ties with Harry.

Finally, the semester is over.This year, both Hermione and Ron came to see her off, but Harry didn't show up because of Ernie, and he didn't want to embarrass Kerry.Before leaving, Hermione gave Keli a big hug: "Don't worry, we will be safe."

As soon as Hermione and Ron left, Ernie's tense face eased. "I know you've been very unhappy recently, but, as an older brother, I still want to remind you that they and Harry are in the same group."

Christo's face darkened: "Brother—even the professors don't think it was Harry who did it, why are you holding on to him! Now you don't even want to see Hermione and Ron! Brother, I'm a Gryffindor! I don't want a cold war with my friends!" Leaving Ernie behind, she got on the train angrily, and sat down in any compartment.

After being blown by the cold wind from the window for a while, Christo gradually calmed down. She took out the parchment, thought for a moment, and added Lucius Malfoy to it.She went through the list in her head, added the names of a few senior Slytherins, rubbed her temples, and couldn't think of anyone else with the ability...