Chapter 30 Chain Reaction
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 30 Chain Reaction
The first week of school passed quickly amidst rumors, and now, Harry enjoyed the same treatment he had after accidentally exposing himself as a Parseltongue in Professor Lockhart's dueling class last year. He could feel the people around him secretly looking at him and whispering ominously.
There was sympathy and schadenfreude among those peeping at him, even within Gryffindor College.
Of course, Harry wasn't too surprised by this, since Seamus told him on Monday night that Hufflepuff's Ernie MacMillan had finally found out from Professor Sprout about the Ah they met on the night of the Orientation Dinner. He had already predicted what Mosta Bryan was here for.
Garlic, exorcisms, and amulets that were popular for a while last semester were once again popular on campus. Fortunately, the only consolation was that this time Neville didn't hang his amethyst necklace around his neck.
The person Harry hated the most was Draco Malfoy.
After Potions class on Wednesday afternoon, Harry was about to walk out of the classroom angrily with his homework that got a 'D', but Goyle and Crabbe stood at the door blocking the way, In terms of their size, almost no one can rush out.
Harry turned and looked coldly at Draco, who was sitting on his desk with a smirk on his face, "Get your two stupid little followers out of the way, Malfoy, unless you want to see them cut into pieces." Lots of pieces and stuffed into jars!"
Hearing this, Malfoy smiled even more secretly, and the inexplicable pity in his eyes made Harry even more angry, "Speaking of cutting into many pieces, Potter"
Malfoy raised his pointed chin and made his usual drawling voice,
"I suddenly feel sorry for you, Potter. I thought that the worst outcome for you would be to go to Azkaban and live next to the dementors for the rest of your life, but now, I can't guarantee that. I think, maybe you will be killed." Someone might cut it into pieces and send it to Professor Sprout's mandrake as flower fertilizer!"
"He's been threatening like that lately, Harry."
Neville, who was standing next to Harry, blushed and said in a low voice, "That's what he told me in the auditorium at noon."
"Then you let Malfoy walk out of the Great Hall alive, Neville, that's unbelievable." Ron, livid with anger, pulled out his taped wand and pointed it at Malfoy.
"Want to see who becomes flower manure first, Malfoy!"
"Twenty points from Gryffindor, plus two days' detention, Weasley."
At this time, Snape, who was packing up on the podium and turning a blind eye to the conflict, came over and stared lazily at Ron, "I hope this will teach you a lesson, Weasley, in my classroom, wands are not allowed to attack Prospective classmate."
The result of this conflict left Harry in a bad mood for several days in a row, and he was out of shape during Quidditch training. Wood was particularly worried because of his previous convictions that he missed in the final last year.
"If you want to catch the murderer and prove your innocence, Harry, can you please wait until after the final to start your plan?"
"Wood shouldn't have said that to you, Harry, it's not your fault!"
On Sunday night, in the school hospital, when Harry, who was depressed, relayed Wood's words to Hermione, Hermione said angrily.
"You can't blame him that much, Hermione. I heard from Fred and George that Wood wanted to enter Puddlemere United as a professional Quidditch player after graduation. In this case, he would lead Gryffindor to win The championship means a lot to him, but unfortunately, Wood is already in the sixth grade, and this year or next year is his last chance."
Ron said a few words of justice for Wood, and this also made Harry feel even more guilty.
"But he can't make it all Harry's fault for not winning the race, Ron, why can't he find it in himself?"
Hermione said angrily, crossing her arms across her chest.
Ron shrugged his shoulders and closed his mouth sensibly.
The three of them all knew that as long as the descendant of Slytherin was not found out for a day, Harry's current situation was unlikely to be improved, and this was also the hardest part, otherwise, the school board would not have specially hired someone to enter Hogwarts takes care of that.
Most of the cat on Hermione's face and body had faded away, which made her less secretive about her image. She lifted off the quilt and got out of bed, walked around the room with her brows furrowed, thinking about what was going on. The method can help Harry to alleviate people's misunderstanding.
The voices of several little Gryffindor wizards came from outside the door, and the owners of the voices were people they knew, Neville, Ginny, Petyr, and Lavender.
They are negotiating with Madam Pomfrey, hoping to come in and visit Hermione, because so far, the rumors that Hermione was also attacked and petrified have not been dispelled, but Madam Pomfrey rejected them righteously.
Hermione looked at the door, her expression was no longer so serious. Anyway, she was very moved by the concern of her friends.
"Maybe, we can seek help from Mr. Blaine."
Hermione stared at the doorknob for a long time. For some reason, Amosta Bryan, whom she had only met once, suddenly appeared in her mind. It doesn't feel bad, at least, he's a polite and understanding guy.
"Are you crazy, Hermione?"
Ron puffed up his cheeks in surprise, "Did you forget that Harry's current situation was caused by this investigator!"
"That's not his fault, Ron," Hermione said domineeringly, "Mr. Blaine just obeyed the order of the school board to enter the school to investigate the secret room, that's his duty, but that doesn't mean he's It's definitely going to be for Harry, isn't it?"
Hermione was satisfied that her words made both of them deep in thought. She looked at Harry who was frowning and continued to ask,
"So, Harry, as far as you know, has Mr. Blaine made any real moves?"
"That's the problem, Hermione!"
Ron answered the question instead of Harry, "Many people thought that our Mr. Investigator would definitely carry out an unprecedented operation...,
For example, mobilizing everyone to search the castle, for example, calling people from Slytherin College to interrogate one by one, etc., but so far, he has not done anything, just staying in his office and not coming out, as if he Going back to Hogwarts as if it was a vacation, I think Hagrid must have made a mistake, maybe someone else beat Bill and Charlie! "
Harry also said with a sad face, "Fred and George told us that Mr. Blaine never goes out at night, only during the day, he would occasionally go to the kitchen to get himself something to eat, and solve the hygiene problem by the way. "
This answer really surprised Hermione. She stood at the end of the bed and frowned, her lips pursed as if Professor McGonagall had discovered that the students of Gryffindor College had been caught on a night tour.
"Fred and George are monitoring Mr. Blaine? I mean, he also needs to go to class for two days. How can he be so clear about his whereabouts?"
"I asked, but he refused to say anything!"
Ron said angrily, "Frann told me that this is the secret of his two successes. Hmph, I don't see any success in his two other than avoiding Filch!"
Ron's evaluation was not very impressive, at least Harry felt that Fred and George did a good job in making everyone happy, especially the joke products they occasionally produced were very popular with little wizards. They are sought after.
Discussing how Fred and George spied on Mr. Blaine has strayed from the original topic and is bound to go unanswered.
At eight o'clock, Madam Pomfrey rushed to chase them away. On the way back to the Gryffindor common room, Ron kept complaining that Hermione didn't want to share her Potions homework, but haha Leigh was used to this, as a rule, Hermione wouldn't let them copy a word until the two of them had finished their homework by themselves.
"...If you can prove your innocence to Mr. Blaine, Harry, in the current form, if he can help you explain to everyone as an investigator, it may be more effective than what Headmaster Dumbledore said !"
Standing in front of the fat lady's portrait, recalling Hermione's warning just now, Harry hesitated a bit.
ps: The third one is presented, please ask for the investment and tickets by the way, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
The first week of school passed quickly amidst rumors, and now, Harry enjoyed the same treatment he had after accidentally exposing himself as a Parseltongue in Professor Lockhart's dueling class last year. He could feel the people around him secretly looking at him and whispering ominously.
There was sympathy and schadenfreude among those peeping at him, even within Gryffindor College.
Of course, Harry wasn't too surprised by this, since Seamus told him on Monday night that Hufflepuff's Ernie MacMillan had finally found out from Professor Sprout about the Ah they met on the night of the Orientation Dinner. He had already predicted what Mosta Bryan was here for.
Garlic, exorcisms, and amulets that were popular for a while last semester were once again popular on campus. Fortunately, the only consolation was that this time Neville didn't hang his amethyst necklace around his neck.
The person Harry hated the most was Draco Malfoy.
After Potions class on Wednesday afternoon, Harry was about to walk out of the classroom angrily with his homework that got a 'D', but Goyle and Crabbe stood at the door blocking the way, In terms of their size, almost no one can rush out.
Harry turned and looked coldly at Draco, who was sitting on his desk with a smirk on his face, "Get your two stupid little followers out of the way, Malfoy, unless you want to see them cut into pieces." Lots of pieces and stuffed into jars!"
Hearing this, Malfoy smiled even more secretly, and the inexplicable pity in his eyes made Harry even more angry, "Speaking of cutting into many pieces, Potter"
Malfoy raised his pointed chin and made his usual drawling voice,
"I suddenly feel sorry for you, Potter. I thought that the worst outcome for you would be to go to Azkaban and live next to the dementors for the rest of your life, but now, I can't guarantee that. I think, maybe you will be killed." Someone might cut it into pieces and send it to Professor Sprout's mandrake as flower fertilizer!"
"He's been threatening like that lately, Harry."
Neville, who was standing next to Harry, blushed and said in a low voice, "That's what he told me in the auditorium at noon."
"Then you let Malfoy walk out of the Great Hall alive, Neville, that's unbelievable." Ron, livid with anger, pulled out his taped wand and pointed it at Malfoy.
"Want to see who becomes flower manure first, Malfoy!"
"Twenty points from Gryffindor, plus two days' detention, Weasley."
At this time, Snape, who was packing up on the podium and turning a blind eye to the conflict, came over and stared lazily at Ron, "I hope this will teach you a lesson, Weasley, in my classroom, wands are not allowed to attack Prospective classmate."
The result of this conflict left Harry in a bad mood for several days in a row, and he was out of shape during Quidditch training. Wood was particularly worried because of his previous convictions that he missed in the final last year.
"If you want to catch the murderer and prove your innocence, Harry, can you please wait until after the final to start your plan?"
"Wood shouldn't have said that to you, Harry, it's not your fault!"
On Sunday night, in the school hospital, when Harry, who was depressed, relayed Wood's words to Hermione, Hermione said angrily.
"You can't blame him that much, Hermione. I heard from Fred and George that Wood wanted to enter Puddlemere United as a professional Quidditch player after graduation. In this case, he would lead Gryffindor to win The championship means a lot to him, but unfortunately, Wood is already in the sixth grade, and this year or next year is his last chance."
Ron said a few words of justice for Wood, and this also made Harry feel even more guilty.
"But he can't make it all Harry's fault for not winning the race, Ron, why can't he find it in himself?"
Hermione said angrily, crossing her arms across her chest.
Ron shrugged his shoulders and closed his mouth sensibly.
The three of them all knew that as long as the descendant of Slytherin was not found out for a day, Harry's current situation was unlikely to be improved, and this was also the hardest part, otherwise, the school board would not have specially hired someone to enter Hogwarts takes care of that.
Most of the cat on Hermione's face and body had faded away, which made her less secretive about her image. She lifted off the quilt and got out of bed, walked around the room with her brows furrowed, thinking about what was going on. The method can help Harry to alleviate people's misunderstanding.
The voices of several little Gryffindor wizards came from outside the door, and the owners of the voices were people they knew, Neville, Ginny, Petyr, and Lavender.
They are negotiating with Madam Pomfrey, hoping to come in and visit Hermione, because so far, the rumors that Hermione was also attacked and petrified have not been dispelled, but Madam Pomfrey rejected them righteously.
Hermione looked at the door, her expression was no longer so serious. Anyway, she was very moved by the concern of her friends.
"Maybe, we can seek help from Mr. Blaine."
Hermione stared at the doorknob for a long time. For some reason, Amosta Bryan, whom she had only met once, suddenly appeared in her mind. It doesn't feel bad, at least, he's a polite and understanding guy.
"Are you crazy, Hermione?"
Ron puffed up his cheeks in surprise, "Did you forget that Harry's current situation was caused by this investigator!"
"That's not his fault, Ron," Hermione said domineeringly, "Mr. Blaine just obeyed the order of the school board to enter the school to investigate the secret room, that's his duty, but that doesn't mean he's It's definitely going to be for Harry, isn't it?"
Hermione was satisfied that her words made both of them deep in thought. She looked at Harry who was frowning and continued to ask,
"So, Harry, as far as you know, has Mr. Blaine made any real moves?"
"That's the problem, Hermione!"
Ron answered the question instead of Harry, "Many people thought that our Mr. Investigator would definitely carry out an unprecedented operation...,
For example, mobilizing everyone to search the castle, for example, calling people from Slytherin College to interrogate one by one, etc., but so far, he has not done anything, just staying in his office and not coming out, as if he Going back to Hogwarts as if it was a vacation, I think Hagrid must have made a mistake, maybe someone else beat Bill and Charlie! "
Harry also said with a sad face, "Fred and George told us that Mr. Blaine never goes out at night, only during the day, he would occasionally go to the kitchen to get himself something to eat, and solve the hygiene problem by the way. "
This answer really surprised Hermione. She stood at the end of the bed and frowned, her lips pursed as if Professor McGonagall had discovered that the students of Gryffindor College had been caught on a night tour.
"Fred and George are monitoring Mr. Blaine? I mean, he also needs to go to class for two days. How can he be so clear about his whereabouts?"
"I asked, but he refused to say anything!"
Ron said angrily, "Frann told me that this is the secret of his two successes. Hmph, I don't see any success in his two other than avoiding Filch!"
Ron's evaluation was not very impressive, at least Harry felt that Fred and George did a good job in making everyone happy, especially the joke products they occasionally produced were very popular with little wizards. They are sought after.
Discussing how Fred and George spied on Mr. Blaine has strayed from the original topic and is bound to go unanswered.
At eight o'clock, Madam Pomfrey rushed to chase them away. On the way back to the Gryffindor common room, Ron kept complaining that Hermione didn't want to share her Potions homework, but haha Leigh was used to this, as a rule, Hermione wouldn't let them copy a word until the two of them had finished their homework by themselves.
"...If you can prove your innocence to Mr. Blaine, Harry, in the current form, if he can help you explain to everyone as an investigator, it may be more effective than what Headmaster Dumbledore said !"
Standing in front of the fat lady's portrait, recalling Hermione's warning just now, Harry hesitated a bit.
ps: The third one is presented, please ask for the investment and tickets by the way, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
