HP the Lady Behind the Dark Lord

marco jung pov

Blindness increases your courage because you cannot see danger. --"Gulliver's Travels"

I was striding down the corridor on the second floor, the cold night wind gushing in from the window brushed past me, making my dress flutter.I always feel that there is something wrong with Myrtle's death. I have been thinking about it secretly for the past few days. There is no way that girl committed suicide, but I am not sure who it is. The Halloween ball is a chance to go to the unoccupied dead scene to find out.

After turning a few turns, I arrived at my destination - the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor. I stood at the closed door and hesitated for a while, but finally I gritted my teeth and made up my mind, closed my eyes and pushed Opened the door and walked in.Behind the door was an ordinary bathroom, where Myrtle's rotting body had been disposed of, and now the place was empty except for some recent ghost who was sitting on the toilet lid and weeping.

I stared at the translucent milky white ghost girl with black lines all over her head. It turns out that what happened in life seems to retain all the characteristics after death. Maybe Ravenclaw would be interested in this, but for me this is by no means the best Mainly, I need to ask her little things.I asked Myrtle in a deep voice, "Miss Myrtle, do you remember how you died?" He didn't reply to my words, I pinched the center of my eyebrows in some trouble, it's time for me to train my language skills.

"Yo... it's you, Senior Mark, really, you don't enjoy the beauty of the Halloween party, but you actually come to the girls' bathroom to be a hooligan? And the senior seems to be so clumsy, he needs me, the cutest lady in the world Can Carol help?" Carol Mills was leaning against the door of the girls' bathroom, shaking a bottle of rum in her hand, teasing me drunkenly.Lost in thought, I didn't pay attention to what she said, but turned my head and answered her in a murmur: "In Ordnung ("In Ordnung" in German)." The eyes see all Myrtle's thoughts and memories through her translucent body.

Carol walked up to me while drinking, sneered at me sarcastically, nodded myrtle with her chin, and said in her usual vicious words: "You know what? The first person who found this girl wasn't That cold Slytherin girl with a long name like an ice sculpture, but me, on the night she just died, Myrtle, she can't die!" I narrowed my eyes fiercely, and finally had a valuable The clue was in front of my eyes, I grabbed Carol's hand, and asked urgently, "Tell me carefully!" Before Carol could speak, Myrtle started screaming, shaking her head wildly. Roaring, "You nasty boys, don't come near me, hurry up, stay away, that nasty big guy...too tall...yellow eyes...round and big." Myrtle's body kept moving The ground trembled, and the words began to be broken, "Don't bother me!" When Myrtle yelled this sentence, she plopped into the toilet bowl and disappeared, leaving only a splash of water on the ground.

Carol and I looked at each other in shock. I thought she didn't need to say anything. Myrtle must have been murdered, and the murderer didn't seem to be human.My mind is in a mess, who is it?With such powerful power, the murderer must not be an unknown person?That must be a ferocious magical animal! Carol looked around the bathroom with dazed and nervous eyes. There was imperceptible vigilance and panic in her eyes. I think she must have remembered the time when she found Myrtle, when the murderer was hovering beside her. It watched her silently with its huge yellow eyes, ready to bite her head off in one bite.

Carol shuddered and said to me in a low voice: "Let's go quickly, I always feel that the place where people have died is gloomy." He raised the corner of his eyes and laughed at her: "We Gryffindors don't need to be so afraid, come on, let's find clues together. As wizards, don't we see ghosts less often?" I couldn't give up this great opportunity and grabbed her I began to explore this small room with my hands.

However, we have searched all corners, but still can't find any special clues that can clarify the identity of the murderer. I can only regret to say that the mastermind behind the scenes is really very cautious.At this time, the elementary school girl who had been following me uneasily grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear: "Mark, do you hear any strange sounds?" I was startled, stopped and listened carefully. , The rustling sound of animals crawling in the wall rang in my ears, and a burst of ecstasy surged in my heart. It seemed that the murderer was about to appear, and it really was a big guy!I drew my wand out of my sleeve, ready for battle, and the sink slid away soundlessly, and a huge snake head rose from the floor, when suddenly I felt someone push me gently on the back Wow, I couldn't help but fell forward a few steps, lowered my eyes and saw a pair of big yellow eyes in the pool of water gathered on the ground, and then my eyes went dark, and I didn't know what happened.

I don’t know how long after I fainted, I felt like I was floating on a piece of dark water, I couldn’t see anything, maybe because of the fainting, I could only hear the roaring voices in my ears.Among the two people who were talking, I could tell that one of them was Liliana Ahai from Hufflepuff, and the other was a man I didn't know well. He seemed to be an official from the Ministry of Magic who came to inspect, but from the conversation I knew that His name was Albert von Hoss, I thought hard, another Hoss, a Junker, I thought wryly, the German accent.

I was so dazed that I couldn't remember exactly what they were talking about, but I just heard them say that besides me, there was another girl fainted in the bathroom on the second floor, we were attacked by a large animal, a unconscious Don't wake up, one is petrified.Now Hogwarts is in panic. The students who had just been appeased by the Halloween ball were frightened by another attack. All kinds of rumors were flying everywhere. Many parents strongly demanded to take their children back. The principal and The professors are very busy.

Soon their voices became smaller and smaller, it seemed that they also left, and I began to fall into a deep sleep again.The person who woke me up from my dream for the second time was Professor Dumbledore. It was the first time I heard his voice so tired, so I became a little curious. Although I was a little sorry for him, I still listened to Dumbledore. What is Professor Bullidow talking about.Professor Dumbledore told me he wished we had woken up sooner, and people at the school started to suspect that Hagrid was to blame, because he kept a lot of dangerous animals that he called cute, but he didn't think so.Hearing this, I struggled hard. I wanted to tell Professor Dumbledore that it was a basilisk that attacked the three of us, but my actions were in vain. I was too petrified to wake up on my own. Continue to sleep deeply.

I do not know how long I wandered in the dreamland, even the concept of time began to disappear, I finally woke up when I began to despair, but I always felt that there was something missing in my mind, but no matter how hard I tried to recall, I couldn’t Find out what I forgot.I shook my head and said to myself, the memory that can be forgotten so easily shouldn't be something important, right?I thought about it for a long time and couldn't come to a conclusion, so I had to put it down for the time being.