Chapter 128 The 'Missing' MacGuffin
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 128 The 'Missing' MacGuffin
McGuffin was awakened by itching on the skin on his cheek.
—he rolled over, closed his eyes, and took the fingernails of his right hand around the chin below the ear
It doesn't feel right! ?
--This is?
McGuffin pressed his chin vigorously with his index finger, what's going on?A little hard! ...he then gently stroked it with his palm...it was hard and rough, the touch of some kind of cold scales.
A possibility suddenly appeared in his mind.
"what!……"
He opened his eyes suddenly and screamed.
McGuffin found a strange hissing sound coming from his throat...it was the sound of a snake...the sound he made when the blood curse was activated...
—Could it be?
At this moment, Harry rubbed his eyes, turned around, and muttered twice, "McGuffin, what are you doing?"
"It's okay! I have a cramp in my leg...it hurts me to death!" McGuffin mumbled, and he completely covered his head with the sheet.
But McGuffin could only hiss in Parseltongue, talking to Harry.
——Fortunately, it seemed that Harry was in a daze and couldn't distinguish the sound.
"Oh! Then I'll sleep for a while... If you don't sleep, call me later..." Harry didn't realize that the words he said were strange (also the hissing sound).
He piled a pile of pillows, settled into a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
McGuffin waited for a while, and found that Harry seemed to have indeed fallen asleep again, and the others did not wake up.
And at this time, the sky has begun to gradually brighten...
He has to make sure quickly...
Holding the wand, McGuffin came to the glass window (couldn't find the mirror, and didn't dare to make too much noise), so he waved the wand to change the glass into a mirror.
McGuffin raised his chin, pressed and rubbed hard with his fingers, pulled the flesh, and began to examine it carefully - there were dense black scales lined up there.
— Quirrell!This guy!
Anger filled McGuffin's heart.
He raised his arm and saw that on his right wrist—like wearing a chic watch strap, a blood-red translucent ouroboros was circling around his wrist.
——this is Quirrell's signal to meet him in his office.
Reminiscing that Voldemort did not recover his vitality and mana through the blood of the unicorn last night, he suddenly notified himself to go to his office in the morning, and even forced himself to intensify his blood curse....
But this eager and reckless approach further showed Quirrell's undisguised malice.
McGuffin knew he had no choice but to go...
——However, he must be prepared... He must find ways to break through this situation...
hiss--
hiss--
The MacGuffin's tongue has become a letter, spit it out, and suck it back.
Moreover, the pupils of the eyes quickly turned into the vertical pupils of snakes, and the burning and melting feeling on the skin continued to come.
--That's too late!
A light flashed in McGuffin's mind.
He looked around - all the little wizards in the dormitory were fast asleep and showed no sign of waking up.So I immediately found a piece of paper from the bedside table, tore off a note, took out a pen and wrote:
——Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell...
(At this time, McGuffin’s five fingers on his right hand suddenly closed and he couldn’t hold the pen at all, and the speed of deformation was getting faster and faster. McGuffin quickly switched to his left hand and continued to write, but due to discomfort, the handwriting was crooked and very scribbled, and he hadn’t been there for a long time, so he had to find a place to hide and let himself complete the transformation... But he also had to remind Harry and the others to come and break the game...)
McGuffin then switched to his left hand and continued:
——Be careful of Quirrell... you can trust Snape, and you can tell him... (scales also began to spread on the left hand, McGuffin became more and more anxious, and simply started to write only keywords)
——Voldemort possessed Quirrell... a double leather face... the back of the head... a big scarf... smaller...
At this time, McGuffin's right arm was completely glued to the body.
——No, it should be fine like this!In this way, Harry and the others can deduce the truth as long as they connect with what they said, even if they don't, as long as they give this note to Snape or Dumbledore, they can get themselves out of today's situation.
At this time, his left hand also began to deform.
McGuffin threw the note on the ground, resisting the burning pain caused by the transformation, and hurriedly hid in the blind spot of the bed and the wall, waiting for the transformation of the blood curse to complete.
——After becoming the big black snake with silver spots.
McGuffin sticks out the snake's head and looks around.
After there was no movement, he came to Harry's bed with the parchment note he had just written in his mouth.
—he was very careful not to touch Harry's body.
After going around for a long time, I finally found a way to put the note in the invisibility cloak under Harry's pillow.
(Last night when they were sleeping, Harry found that the Invisibility Cloak that he had forgotten in the tallest tower was being neatly folded and put under the bed sheet, and a note was pinned to it, saying: just in case)
But because they were too tired, a few people went to bed in a hurry without doing any further research.
At that time, McGuffin saw that Harry was too lazy to clean up, and fell asleep directly pressing the invisibility cloak under the pillow.
McGuffin knew that Harry would definitely clean up the invisibility cloak when he woke up, so he would definitely see this note if he put this note on it...
If they had informed Dumbledore and Snape that they...
After Harry discovers all this, once the matter is revealed, Dumbledore will definitely confront Quirrell head-on no matter what...
So you can save yourself...
If the professors like Dumbledore deal with it, according to Harry's personality, after discovering this matter, he will inevitably take an underground level adventure to stop the other party, and then return to the original plot. I hope they can pass the level all the way, and finally Harry came to Quirrell... to perform the trick of embarrassing his face!
"Well! I wish I was still alive at that time."
"Why didn't the **** kill Quirrell early!!" McGuffin regretted deeply.
——As for the matter of the blood curse, let’s talk about it later...
Taking advantage of the absence of anyone, McGuffin followed the shadow of the stairs to the corner of the common room, and was about to leave here to meet Quirrell...
At this time, only George and Fred were in the common room. In order to cope with the increasingly stressful senior exams, the other senior students had already left here with a stack of books, apparently going to the library to review.
And the twin brothers are messing with Lee Jordan's basketball-sized pet, the South African marsupial spider.
They threw some dried insects into the cardboard box full of holes as feed.
They looked very excited, and it sounded like they were trying to scare their little brother, Ron.
McGuffin pinched a sweat for poor Ron.
But they're in the middle of the public break, and they're a little in the way of McGuffin.
But before McGuffin could think of a way, the big spider, which had stayed in the box peacefully, suddenly jumped out, with its eight legs dangling around, running around in directions away from itself.
George screamed, "Grab it quickly, Fred...you can't let this big spider escape, or be trampled to death... Otherwise, I will have to pay Jordan all my pocket money for next semester..."
While the two were in a hurry, McGuffin slipped out of the corridor of the common room.
"Who?"
After the fat lady saw that it was a snake as thick as an arm coming out of it, she rubbed her eyes with her hands for a long time in disbelief.
McGuffin knew he had no choice but to go to Quirrell's office.
——He doesn't know what will meet him?
Well!If I had known... I would have looked for a chance to kill this turtle first this semester!
Filled with regret, McGuffin walked forward in the posture of a snake, avoiding the eyes of everyone.
……
"Where did McGuffin go? Why didn't you see him this morning?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron very strangely while they were having lunch.
She scanned the long Gryffindor table... the faces of the students in the entire dining room, and even the Slytherins, but she didn't find McGuffin, which made her a little worried.
Harry complained and said, "I don't know. In the morning, I vaguely saw him get up... Let him wake me up later... But when I got up again, this guy was nowhere to be seen... Ron and I were almost late... just hurriedly put on our clothes and rushed to the classroom..."
Ron looked very hungry, with a mouthful of mashed potatoes in his mouth, and a large piece of grilled pork chop that was sizzling with oil on the fork in his right hand.He vaguely agreed to Harry and Hermione's words.
Hermione was even more worried after hearing this.
They waited in the cafeteria until there were no more students left, and everything—cutlery and food—started to disappear on the long tables.
— didn’t even see McGuffin coming.
At this time, even Harry and Ron realized that something was wrong.
They hurried back to the dormitory, checked McGuffin's things to see if there was anything suspicious.
"Or we'll tell Professor McGonagall... that McGuffin is missing..." Hermione said in a worried tone.
"Hermione, don't worry, let's look at the situation again and tell the professors after confirming that McGuffin is really missing... Have you forgotten how Professor McGonagall taught us last night?" Ron said, although his expression was also very worried.
Harry looked at the McGuffin bunk:
——The quill fell in the corner, the parchment was scattered on the floor, the bed sheet was crumpled, everything was in a mess.
Nothing like McGuffin's habits.
——Maybe because McGuffin's mother is a Muggle teacher, McGuffin always arranges his bed, everything, and even other places in the dormitory neatly, and tidies up quickly.
"There's something really wrong! It's very likely that something happened to the McGuffin in this dormitory...or maybe it was this morning..." Harry thought to himself.
"I think there may be something that made McGuffin very anxious to leave... You see, his bed is not in the usual style at all... It's not cleaned up at all..." Ron whispered Harry's conjecture.
It occurred to Harry that he might be the last to see the MacGuffin...
The trio entered the Room of Requirement again, but did not see the McGuffin.
After returning to the dormitory and asking the other people in the dormitory, Neville, Seamus waited all morning, no matter whether it was in the library, the classroom, or the dormitory... After eating, he didn't see the McGuffin...
The hearts of the trio immediately sank.
"Did I say you're still leaving?" Neville called a few people to get ready for class.
"I'll be there in a minute...we have something to discuss..." Ron replied.
After there were only three people left in the dormitory, Harry and the others were extremely eager to guess what happened to McGuffin?
—and now they were sure that the MacGuffin was missing.
"Did the MacGuffin find evidence somewhere that Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone..." Ron said.
"Then he will definitely wake us up and discuss with us..." Hermione immediately refuted this statement.
"Professor McGonagall must be told what happened now...We don't know what happened to McGuffin at all now? It is possible that he is in a very dangerous situation, and every time wasted will make his situation more dangerous..." Hermione said anxiously.
"Well... I just hope Professor McGonagall can trust us now..."
"We don't have any other options right now...but wait until I put the invisibility cloak in the box... I haven't had time to tidy it since I got up in the morning, and it's still under the pillow sheet!"
As he said that, Harry hurried to his bunk in two steps, pulled off the sheet, picked up the invisibility cloak that was like liquid and flowing water under the pillow, and crumpled it up, ready to stuff it into the suitcase.
"There's a note!" said Ron suddenly, "it fell out of it!"
Harry glanced at it, and he recognized the first few words - MacGuffin's!
He threw away the robe, grabbed the note immediately, and double-checked.
"It's in MacGuffin's handwriting..." Harry called.
Ron and Hermione also came up immediately, and they looked at the note, which had three lines of writing on it.
At the beginning, the first line was written in a kind of proper Muggle typewriter, which is exactly MacGuffin handwriting.
Harry held it up and read:
"Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell..."
"What about Guan Quilo..." Ron questioned, Hermione gave him a blank look, and asked Harry to continue reading.
"Be careful... what is this word? I don't know what's going on?... From here on, McGuffin's handwriting becomes very scribbled and I can't read it..."
Harry said as he spread the note out for Ron and Hermione to examine carefully to see if they could identify it.
I saw that it said next:
Be careful (Quirrell... can trust) Snape, tell him
...Voldemort is (Possessed by Quirrell) ... a double leather face ... (back of head ... big scarf ... small) ...
[The handwriting in brackets is illegible, Harry can't read it]
Ron said that he knew how to read it. After omitting some incomprehensible handwriting in the middle, he re-read it word by word:
"Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell...be careful with Snape, tell him...Voldemort...is Leatherface"
——What the hell is this?
Harry and Hermione expressed utter bewilderment.
Ron patted his chest to 'translate' for the two.
"What McGuffin means is that we must remind Professor Dumbledore that the Sorcerer's Stone will be stolen tonight, and we must be careful about Snape and Voldemort..."
He again 'omitted' some 'unimportant and incomprehensible' words.
"McGuffin must have been looking for evidence of Snape's theft of the Philosopher's Stone this morning...and got caught."
Ron clenched his fist and swung it down, saying that what he said was completely 'true'.
Harry and Hermione looked at the contents of the note again, looked at each other without saying a word.
——I always feel that there are too many unimportant words!
(End of this chapter)
McGuffin was awakened by itching on the skin on his cheek.
—he rolled over, closed his eyes, and took the fingernails of his right hand around the chin below the ear
It doesn't feel right! ?
--This is?
McGuffin pressed his chin vigorously with his index finger, what's going on?A little hard! ...he then gently stroked it with his palm...it was hard and rough, the touch of some kind of cold scales.
A possibility suddenly appeared in his mind.
"what!……"
He opened his eyes suddenly and screamed.
McGuffin found a strange hissing sound coming from his throat...it was the sound of a snake...the sound he made when the blood curse was activated...
—Could it be?
At this moment, Harry rubbed his eyes, turned around, and muttered twice, "McGuffin, what are you doing?"
"It's okay! I have a cramp in my leg...it hurts me to death!" McGuffin mumbled, and he completely covered his head with the sheet.
But McGuffin could only hiss in Parseltongue, talking to Harry.
——Fortunately, it seemed that Harry was in a daze and couldn't distinguish the sound.
"Oh! Then I'll sleep for a while... If you don't sleep, call me later..." Harry didn't realize that the words he said were strange (also the hissing sound).
He piled a pile of pillows, settled into a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
McGuffin waited for a while, and found that Harry seemed to have indeed fallen asleep again, and the others did not wake up.
And at this time, the sky has begun to gradually brighten...
He has to make sure quickly...
Holding the wand, McGuffin came to the glass window (couldn't find the mirror, and didn't dare to make too much noise), so he waved the wand to change the glass into a mirror.
McGuffin raised his chin, pressed and rubbed hard with his fingers, pulled the flesh, and began to examine it carefully - there were dense black scales lined up there.
— Quirrell!This guy!
Anger filled McGuffin's heart.
He raised his arm and saw that on his right wrist—like wearing a chic watch strap, a blood-red translucent ouroboros was circling around his wrist.
——this is Quirrell's signal to meet him in his office.
Reminiscing that Voldemort did not recover his vitality and mana through the blood of the unicorn last night, he suddenly notified himself to go to his office in the morning, and even forced himself to intensify his blood curse....
But this eager and reckless approach further showed Quirrell's undisguised malice.
McGuffin knew he had no choice but to go...
——However, he must be prepared... He must find ways to break through this situation...
hiss--
hiss--
The MacGuffin's tongue has become a letter, spit it out, and suck it back.
Moreover, the pupils of the eyes quickly turned into the vertical pupils of snakes, and the burning and melting feeling on the skin continued to come.
--That's too late!
A light flashed in McGuffin's mind.
He looked around - all the little wizards in the dormitory were fast asleep and showed no sign of waking up.So I immediately found a piece of paper from the bedside table, tore off a note, took out a pen and wrote:
——Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell...
(At this time, McGuffin’s five fingers on his right hand suddenly closed and he couldn’t hold the pen at all, and the speed of deformation was getting faster and faster. McGuffin quickly switched to his left hand and continued to write, but due to discomfort, the handwriting was crooked and very scribbled, and he hadn’t been there for a long time, so he had to find a place to hide and let himself complete the transformation... But he also had to remind Harry and the others to come and break the game...)
McGuffin then switched to his left hand and continued:
——Be careful of Quirrell... you can trust Snape, and you can tell him... (scales also began to spread on the left hand, McGuffin became more and more anxious, and simply started to write only keywords)
——Voldemort possessed Quirrell... a double leather face... the back of the head... a big scarf... smaller...
At this time, McGuffin's right arm was completely glued to the body.
——No, it should be fine like this!In this way, Harry and the others can deduce the truth as long as they connect with what they said, even if they don't, as long as they give this note to Snape or Dumbledore, they can get themselves out of today's situation.
At this time, his left hand also began to deform.
McGuffin threw the note on the ground, resisting the burning pain caused by the transformation, and hurriedly hid in the blind spot of the bed and the wall, waiting for the transformation of the blood curse to complete.
——After becoming the big black snake with silver spots.
McGuffin sticks out the snake's head and looks around.
After there was no movement, he came to Harry's bed with the parchment note he had just written in his mouth.
—he was very careful not to touch Harry's body.
After going around for a long time, I finally found a way to put the note in the invisibility cloak under Harry's pillow.
(Last night when they were sleeping, Harry found that the Invisibility Cloak that he had forgotten in the tallest tower was being neatly folded and put under the bed sheet, and a note was pinned to it, saying: just in case)
But because they were too tired, a few people went to bed in a hurry without doing any further research.
At that time, McGuffin saw that Harry was too lazy to clean up, and fell asleep directly pressing the invisibility cloak under the pillow.
McGuffin knew that Harry would definitely clean up the invisibility cloak when he woke up, so he would definitely see this note if he put this note on it...
If they had informed Dumbledore and Snape that they...
After Harry discovers all this, once the matter is revealed, Dumbledore will definitely confront Quirrell head-on no matter what...
So you can save yourself...
If the professors like Dumbledore deal with it, according to Harry's personality, after discovering this matter, he will inevitably take an underground level adventure to stop the other party, and then return to the original plot. I hope they can pass the level all the way, and finally Harry came to Quirrell... to perform the trick of embarrassing his face!
"Well! I wish I was still alive at that time."
"Why didn't the **** kill Quirrell early!!" McGuffin regretted deeply.
——As for the matter of the blood curse, let’s talk about it later...
Taking advantage of the absence of anyone, McGuffin followed the shadow of the stairs to the corner of the common room, and was about to leave here to meet Quirrell...
At this time, only George and Fred were in the common room. In order to cope with the increasingly stressful senior exams, the other senior students had already left here with a stack of books, apparently going to the library to review.
And the twin brothers are messing with Lee Jordan's basketball-sized pet, the South African marsupial spider.
They threw some dried insects into the cardboard box full of holes as feed.
They looked very excited, and it sounded like they were trying to scare their little brother, Ron.
McGuffin pinched a sweat for poor Ron.
But they're in the middle of the public break, and they're a little in the way of McGuffin.
But before McGuffin could think of a way, the big spider, which had stayed in the box peacefully, suddenly jumped out, with its eight legs dangling around, running around in directions away from itself.
George screamed, "Grab it quickly, Fred...you can't let this big spider escape, or be trampled to death... Otherwise, I will have to pay Jordan all my pocket money for next semester..."
While the two were in a hurry, McGuffin slipped out of the corridor of the common room.
"Who?"
After the fat lady saw that it was a snake as thick as an arm coming out of it, she rubbed her eyes with her hands for a long time in disbelief.
McGuffin knew he had no choice but to go to Quirrell's office.
——He doesn't know what will meet him?
Well!If I had known... I would have looked for a chance to kill this turtle first this semester!
Filled with regret, McGuffin walked forward in the posture of a snake, avoiding the eyes of everyone.
……
"Where did McGuffin go? Why didn't you see him this morning?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron very strangely while they were having lunch.
She scanned the long Gryffindor table... the faces of the students in the entire dining room, and even the Slytherins, but she didn't find McGuffin, which made her a little worried.
Harry complained and said, "I don't know. In the morning, I vaguely saw him get up... Let him wake me up later... But when I got up again, this guy was nowhere to be seen... Ron and I were almost late... just hurriedly put on our clothes and rushed to the classroom..."
Ron looked very hungry, with a mouthful of mashed potatoes in his mouth, and a large piece of grilled pork chop that was sizzling with oil on the fork in his right hand.He vaguely agreed to Harry and Hermione's words.
Hermione was even more worried after hearing this.
They waited in the cafeteria until there were no more students left, and everything—cutlery and food—started to disappear on the long tables.
— didn’t even see McGuffin coming.
At this time, even Harry and Ron realized that something was wrong.
They hurried back to the dormitory, checked McGuffin's things to see if there was anything suspicious.
"Or we'll tell Professor McGonagall... that McGuffin is missing..." Hermione said in a worried tone.
"Hermione, don't worry, let's look at the situation again and tell the professors after confirming that McGuffin is really missing... Have you forgotten how Professor McGonagall taught us last night?" Ron said, although his expression was also very worried.
Harry looked at the McGuffin bunk:
——The quill fell in the corner, the parchment was scattered on the floor, the bed sheet was crumpled, everything was in a mess.
Nothing like McGuffin's habits.
——Maybe because McGuffin's mother is a Muggle teacher, McGuffin always arranges his bed, everything, and even other places in the dormitory neatly, and tidies up quickly.
"There's something really wrong! It's very likely that something happened to the McGuffin in this dormitory...or maybe it was this morning..." Harry thought to himself.
"I think there may be something that made McGuffin very anxious to leave... You see, his bed is not in the usual style at all... It's not cleaned up at all..." Ron whispered Harry's conjecture.
It occurred to Harry that he might be the last to see the MacGuffin...
The trio entered the Room of Requirement again, but did not see the McGuffin.
After returning to the dormitory and asking the other people in the dormitory, Neville, Seamus waited all morning, no matter whether it was in the library, the classroom, or the dormitory... After eating, he didn't see the McGuffin...
The hearts of the trio immediately sank.
"Did I say you're still leaving?" Neville called a few people to get ready for class.
"I'll be there in a minute...we have something to discuss..." Ron replied.
After there were only three people left in the dormitory, Harry and the others were extremely eager to guess what happened to McGuffin?
—and now they were sure that the MacGuffin was missing.
"Did the MacGuffin find evidence somewhere that Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone..." Ron said.
"Then he will definitely wake us up and discuss with us..." Hermione immediately refuted this statement.
"Professor McGonagall must be told what happened now...We don't know what happened to McGuffin at all now? It is possible that he is in a very dangerous situation, and every time wasted will make his situation more dangerous..." Hermione said anxiously.
"Well... I just hope Professor McGonagall can trust us now..."
"We don't have any other options right now...but wait until I put the invisibility cloak in the box... I haven't had time to tidy it since I got up in the morning, and it's still under the pillow sheet!"
As he said that, Harry hurried to his bunk in two steps, pulled off the sheet, picked up the invisibility cloak that was like liquid and flowing water under the pillow, and crumpled it up, ready to stuff it into the suitcase.
"There's a note!" said Ron suddenly, "it fell out of it!"
Harry glanced at it, and he recognized the first few words - MacGuffin's!
He threw away the robe, grabbed the note immediately, and double-checked.
"It's in MacGuffin's handwriting..." Harry called.
Ron and Hermione also came up immediately, and they looked at the note, which had three lines of writing on it.
At the beginning, the first line was written in a kind of proper Muggle typewriter, which is exactly MacGuffin handwriting.
Harry held it up and read:
"Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell..."
"What about Guan Quilo..." Ron questioned, Hermione gave him a blank look, and asked Harry to continue reading.
"Be careful... what is this word? I don't know what's going on?... From here on, McGuffin's handwriting becomes very scribbled and I can't read it..."
Harry said as he spread the note out for Ron and Hermione to examine carefully to see if they could identify it.
I saw that it said next:
Be careful (Quirrell... can trust) Snape, tell him
...Voldemort is (Possessed by Quirrell) ... a double leather face ... (back of head ... big scarf ... small) ...
[The handwriting in brackets is illegible, Harry can't read it]
Ron said that he knew how to read it. After omitting some incomprehensible handwriting in the middle, he re-read it word by word:
"Remind Dumbledore that the Philosopher's Stone will be stolen today, Quirrell...be careful with Snape, tell him...Voldemort...is Leatherface"
——What the hell is this?
Harry and Hermione expressed utter bewilderment.
Ron patted his chest to 'translate' for the two.
"What McGuffin means is that we must remind Professor Dumbledore that the Sorcerer's Stone will be stolen tonight, and we must be careful about Snape and Voldemort..."
He again 'omitted' some 'unimportant and incomprehensible' words.
"McGuffin must have been looking for evidence of Snape's theft of the Philosopher's Stone this morning...and got caught."
Ron clenched his fist and swung it down, saying that what he said was completely 'true'.
Harry and Hermione looked at the contents of the note again, looked at each other without saying a word.
——I always feel that there are too many unimportant words!
(End of this chapter)
