Chapter 237 Charges
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 237 Charges
Luna Loverod came over from the corridor on the other side, clutching a talisman in one hand, and waving her wand in the other.
It seems that this little guy who doesn't know what to be afraid of is going over there to find out what caused all this.
This daring little fellow!
Luna, she came to Malfoy and tapped the hard golden head with her wand (boom, boom).
From time to time, he poked the guy's face with the tip of his wand.
"Hard!"
Luna suddenly realized.
Hermione slapped her head, unable to bear to look directly.
She felt that there was something wrong with this little witch, and now she was stoned and hammered.
She hurried over to distance the little witch who was toying with Draco Malfoy.
(Even if it was Draco Malfoy, he wouldn't be treated like this. If it was accidentally damaged, they would have [-] mouths and they wouldn't be able to tell.)
But another, more serious one came into play.
McGuffin took the magnifying glass and carefully looked at Malfoy's pupils, as well as the other crime scenes...
He even said that it made Hermione and the others get out of here, that it was too dangerous and so on. (This guy still has the face to say)
Hermione was going crazy.
At only twelve or thirteen years old, she was about to become an old mother.
Why are you so uneasy one after another!
"McGuffin, do you think I don't know you when you cosplay Sherlock Holmes? Stop it...now is not the time to play..."
McGuffin felt extremely wronged. He was risking his life to see what happened to this plot?
——Although it has completely collapsed, it has returned to the original point with a weird and terrifying painting style like Junji Ito.
If only he was Sherlock Holmes Conan.
Coming to the hometown of the birthplace of detective novels... there are many things, many pitfalls... but they did not inherit the straight-line logic of their detective protagonists who can solve the case after talking about it.
TM Who opened the [Secret Chamber]?
It's obviously just a story of a plot unit, but he is still confused until now.
Ron took Ginny, who was terrified, to comfort him softly, and took Harry as a comforting pillow mascot by the way.
(This was very useful, Ginny was quickly distracted and was not so scared anymore)
Just as the 'crime scene' was in chaos, a 'overjoyed' voice sounded from not far behind them.
"Ha! Catch it on the spot..."
Filch's hoarse duck voice broke the 'calm' of this dead corridor.
The ridiculous giant magnifying glass held in McGuffin's hand trembled in fright, (—snap!) fell to the ground, and returned to its original shape.
(It's the Standard Spells; Elementary)
Ginny's sobbing stopped immediately.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione could only stay where they were, not knowing what to do.
This is a desperate situation!
"Meow!--"
A piercing scream sounded from their feet. Mrs. Norris stared at the eyes that were as bright as yellow lights, her tail was cocked, and her body was swaying, wandering beside Malfoy's 'art sculpture'.
It kept making a shrill neigh, reminding Filch.
— Something big is happening here!
"Wait, honey,... let's see what you find!?"
Filch pushed aside Harry and the others who were blocking their view, and rushed over excitedly, "If you still dare to play maces at this time... or pull out some fireworks, or throw me some big shit... I must ask Professor Dumbledore to hang your ankles... hang you upside down from the ceiling... Uh!"
Filch let out a ridiculous squawk like a choked drake.
After that, the empty corridor fell silent.
There was only the sound of the wind beating against the window, whistling constantly.
The cold air continued to spread in the silence.
McGuffin, Harry and the others had nothing to laugh at, especially in the situation they were facing now.
But obviously Filch's sanity wasn't enough to face this terrible scene...he short-circuited his head on the spot.
This guy's eyes kept jumping back and forth among the little wizards, and finally he stuttered and screamed very tragically, "Mrs. Norris, little baby, get out of there quickly... get away from that devil..."
The devil also reacted at this time.
——This sentence made him roll his eyes continuously.
Obviously, this devil is none other than MacGuffin Albert, who has always had various weird legends in Hogwarts!
Mrs. Norris shook her head and looked in her master's direction.
The cat didn't quite understand. She still lingered around the sculpture, smelling the scent of McGuffin, and circling around Luna's feet...
And Harry and the others finally reacted.
"Filch... sir, we-we-didn't..."
"I swear……"
The words were extremely unnatural, and it was obvious that such a scene made Harry himself feel unbelievable.
"I don't care about this... I have to ask Professor McGonagall... Yes, right, the professor is no longer, you stay here and don't move, I will call Professor Lockhart..."
Filch's eyes were dodgy, and he couldn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the little wizards here.
In the end, this guy simply bent down and hugged Mrs. Norris, shrank his body, and fled around Harry and the others.
"I, we-we... just stay here?"
Obviously everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, and Ron couldn't even speak.
Hermione was a little anxious, she kept walking up and down the corridor holding her wand.
Others are clearly not faring much better...
Forehead!
McGuffin is obviously not among them. He knows that as long as Professor McGonagall and the others come back, they can explain clearly...
What's more, referring to Dumbledore's old fox's arrangement last semester...
McGuffin is now appreciating and wonders if the old bee left this school...to lure the snake out of the hole.
The other one who was not nervous was Luna Lovehart. She was staring at the McGuffin closely with interest. No one knew what that Tinker Bell was thinking.
Soon, a low-pitched noise, like thunder in the distance, approached continuously, and the noise came along the corridor.
The corridors of Hogwarts haven't been this lively for a long time.
The McGuffin felt like it had hundreds of feet. Almost all the Hogwarts students stepped on the stairs and kept rushing to watch the excitement.
As expected...
And the leader must be Gilderoy Lockhart.
Only this guy would do it.
This guy had a flushed face, and the big red robe was so enchanting that McGuffin thought he was dressed in the Swordsman again (or Dongfang Bubai gave him the reverse).
Dahongpao rushed over with a large group of students from all grades watching the excitement.
-MD!
McGuffin looked up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry...
Didn't Filch explain the... whole thing in detail to that Lockhart poser?
Not only did he come by himself, such a half-baked guy, but he also brought such a group of spectators with him.
If the Basilisk TM appears now, just stare and scan... Voldemort doesn't have to fight anymore, he can directly destroy a Hogwarts or half of the wizarding world in the future.
"Don't squeeze me, let me see... let me see... Ron... I'm his brother..."
"What the hell happened to Ron... I heard you petrified that little Malfoy brat... Great job!"
Ron's face is ashen, the twins are going to pit him in the toilet for life!
"Get out of the way, let me in... I am the prefect! I have the right to know the truth of this matter..."
All the students are piled up in the corridor and keep moving forward. It can be seen as those crazy fandom fans or the zombie scene described by the doomsday, or the scene of the huge crowds of Huangshan Road in the "Golden Week" since ancient times (can't move forward, can't go back, even if you regret it, you are forced to complete this journey)... They are piled together, and the face of the little wizard looks squeezed and distorted.
Even some little wizards can't even breathe.
Apparently Lockhart didn't know how to do it, he informed the entire Hogwarts students and moved here.
(This guy is walking in front in a big red robe, and the big red cloak is very chic)
"Get out of the way, step back, everyone... I've seen this kind of thing a lot on my adventures..."
"I can solve it very easily... Just look at it!"
Lockhart is in a pose of a model show... swaggering, walking over in a hurry.
(I don't know how he combined these two completely different temperaments, but in short, he attracted everyone's attention)
"Oh! Harry, Ron let me see what's going on... What's wrong with you little rascals?" Lockhart smiled at Harry with a 'perfect smile', he nodded slightly, and strode over...
Lockhart stopped his steps suddenly, so suddenly that he leaned forward 45 degrees and almost fell,
Gilderoy Lockhart saw in a dark corner of the corridor...
— Malfoy's living sculpture.
suck! ——(A breath of cold air is poured directly into his lungs, the movement is so obvious)
Obviously, when he came over and saw the scene of Malfoy's living sculpture, he was not obviously prepared in his heart.
The expression on the face is extremely dramatic and exaggerated.
That's sour!
Certainly indescribable.
McGuffin thought darkly in his heart, but he had new worries.
This idiot will not really agree with Filch's suggestion to hang them up and lock them up until Dumbledore teaches them or some Ministry of Magic official!
And what on earth would Lucius Malfoy think about this...his son being petrified?
How much will he know about this [Chamber of Secrets Opening]?He knows the basilisk?Do you know the entrance and exit of the secret room?Do you know where that Horcrux is?
Why is Malfoy, a pureblood, the first to be petrified by a basilisk?
If it wasn't for Voldemort, who else would open the Chamber of Secrets and release the basilisk at this time...
These contradictory thoughts kept appearing in McGuffin's mind... a mess!
At this moment, Filch finally squeezed out from the crowd with his cat in his arms, "It's them...it's them...I saw them with my own eyes, and I don't know what they are doing beside Malfoy?"
"Surely some wicked spell must be cast by these evil little wizards?"
"They murdered Draco Malfoy...they should be in Azkaban!"
--This guy!
Filch's allegations made things spiral out of control.
Everyone talked a lot, and quite a few of them were really wary and wanted to retreat into the crowd again.
But the melon-eaters behind didn't allow it... After hearing Filch's loud accusation, they became more curious.
The scene was extremely chaotic, with everyone jostling.
(The people in front want to go to the back, the people behind want to squeeze to the front, and the little wizards in the middle seem to be at risk of being squeezed)
All kinds of shouts and cries kept filling the corridor.
But McGuffin and the others stood there alone, as if isolated by enclosure.
No one dared to take a step closer, and McGuffin and the others were suspicious... looking back and forth with wariness, excitement, and even some fear.
"What the hell happened here! What are you all doing here!"
"I just didn't stay at Hogwarts for a morning, and I heard that something big happened... What petrified Malfoy, what killed Decora! What's going on?"
At this time, Professor McGonagall just came back from the Ministry of Magic, and she hurried over when she heard the news.
The voice amplified by the spell made everyone quiet for an instant, and the crowd parted a way to let her pass.
"Professor Lockhart, what are you doing!" Professor McGonagall said as she walked, she was obviously very dissatisfied with Lockhart for destroying the new order that Hogwarts had promulgated these days.
(After all, most of the professors are now in the Ministry of Magic, and the situation in the wizarding world is getting more and more serious...
When she went this morning, although Fudge and the Aurors were hiding even Dumbledore now, it was obvious that there were giant plants of that kind elsewhere...
Nothing can happen to Hogwarts now. Last time, the [Giant Rafflesia] was barely suppressed when there were half of the school professor and Dumbledore,...
Now this situation can only ensure the safety of the students to the greatest extent... But there is no extra energy to protect their safety while maintaining the daily order. )
"In this case, I have to..." McGuffin said unceremoniously to Professor Lockhart through the crowd, but then she looked up and saw Malfoy...
After a moment of silence.
Professor McGonagall said the first sentence expressionlessly,
"Come with me, Potter, Albert, Miss Granger...and you two...Ginny and Miss Luna!"
Then, she waved her wand and let out a loud pop.
--boom!
Professor McGonagall turned around and yelled at the little wizards, "Everyone, go back to your common room,...I'm not kidding!"
His tone was very severe.
McGonagall stared closely at the twin brother who had just squeezed out, with a playful smile.
Percy tidied up his crumpled wizard robe twice, and came to Professor McGonagall, "Professor, Ron is my younger brother, what trouble did he get into!"
As he spoke, his eyes kept shifting, wanting to look into the dark corner behind him.
"It's just right, Percy... you go and take all the little Gryffindor wizards back to the Gryffindor common room, and the dormitory... don't miss a single one!"
Professor McGonagall ordered directly, obviously she is not in the mood to speak more now.
"Er, ok, . . . ok!" said Percy.
(End of this chapter)
Luna Loverod came over from the corridor on the other side, clutching a talisman in one hand, and waving her wand in the other.
It seems that this little guy who doesn't know what to be afraid of is going over there to find out what caused all this.
This daring little fellow!
Luna, she came to Malfoy and tapped the hard golden head with her wand (boom, boom).
From time to time, he poked the guy's face with the tip of his wand.
"Hard!"
Luna suddenly realized.
Hermione slapped her head, unable to bear to look directly.
She felt that there was something wrong with this little witch, and now she was stoned and hammered.
She hurried over to distance the little witch who was toying with Draco Malfoy.
(Even if it was Draco Malfoy, he wouldn't be treated like this. If it was accidentally damaged, they would have [-] mouths and they wouldn't be able to tell.)
But another, more serious one came into play.
McGuffin took the magnifying glass and carefully looked at Malfoy's pupils, as well as the other crime scenes...
He even said that it made Hermione and the others get out of here, that it was too dangerous and so on. (This guy still has the face to say)
Hermione was going crazy.
At only twelve or thirteen years old, she was about to become an old mother.
Why are you so uneasy one after another!
"McGuffin, do you think I don't know you when you cosplay Sherlock Holmes? Stop it...now is not the time to play..."
McGuffin felt extremely wronged. He was risking his life to see what happened to this plot?
——Although it has completely collapsed, it has returned to the original point with a weird and terrifying painting style like Junji Ito.
If only he was Sherlock Holmes Conan.
Coming to the hometown of the birthplace of detective novels... there are many things, many pitfalls... but they did not inherit the straight-line logic of their detective protagonists who can solve the case after talking about it.
TM Who opened the [Secret Chamber]?
It's obviously just a story of a plot unit, but he is still confused until now.
Ron took Ginny, who was terrified, to comfort him softly, and took Harry as a comforting pillow mascot by the way.
(This was very useful, Ginny was quickly distracted and was not so scared anymore)
Just as the 'crime scene' was in chaos, a 'overjoyed' voice sounded from not far behind them.
"Ha! Catch it on the spot..."
Filch's hoarse duck voice broke the 'calm' of this dead corridor.
The ridiculous giant magnifying glass held in McGuffin's hand trembled in fright, (—snap!) fell to the ground, and returned to its original shape.
(It's the Standard Spells; Elementary)
Ginny's sobbing stopped immediately.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione could only stay where they were, not knowing what to do.
This is a desperate situation!
"Meow!--"
A piercing scream sounded from their feet. Mrs. Norris stared at the eyes that were as bright as yellow lights, her tail was cocked, and her body was swaying, wandering beside Malfoy's 'art sculpture'.
It kept making a shrill neigh, reminding Filch.
— Something big is happening here!
"Wait, honey,... let's see what you find!?"
Filch pushed aside Harry and the others who were blocking their view, and rushed over excitedly, "If you still dare to play maces at this time... or pull out some fireworks, or throw me some big shit... I must ask Professor Dumbledore to hang your ankles... hang you upside down from the ceiling... Uh!"
Filch let out a ridiculous squawk like a choked drake.
After that, the empty corridor fell silent.
There was only the sound of the wind beating against the window, whistling constantly.
The cold air continued to spread in the silence.
McGuffin, Harry and the others had nothing to laugh at, especially in the situation they were facing now.
But obviously Filch's sanity wasn't enough to face this terrible scene...he short-circuited his head on the spot.
This guy's eyes kept jumping back and forth among the little wizards, and finally he stuttered and screamed very tragically, "Mrs. Norris, little baby, get out of there quickly... get away from that devil..."
The devil also reacted at this time.
——This sentence made him roll his eyes continuously.
Obviously, this devil is none other than MacGuffin Albert, who has always had various weird legends in Hogwarts!
Mrs. Norris shook her head and looked in her master's direction.
The cat didn't quite understand. She still lingered around the sculpture, smelling the scent of McGuffin, and circling around Luna's feet...
And Harry and the others finally reacted.
"Filch... sir, we-we-didn't..."
"I swear……"
The words were extremely unnatural, and it was obvious that such a scene made Harry himself feel unbelievable.
"I don't care about this... I have to ask Professor McGonagall... Yes, right, the professor is no longer, you stay here and don't move, I will call Professor Lockhart..."
Filch's eyes were dodgy, and he couldn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the little wizards here.
In the end, this guy simply bent down and hugged Mrs. Norris, shrank his body, and fled around Harry and the others.
"I, we-we... just stay here?"
Obviously everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, and Ron couldn't even speak.
Hermione was a little anxious, she kept walking up and down the corridor holding her wand.
Others are clearly not faring much better...
Forehead!
McGuffin is obviously not among them. He knows that as long as Professor McGonagall and the others come back, they can explain clearly...
What's more, referring to Dumbledore's old fox's arrangement last semester...
McGuffin is now appreciating and wonders if the old bee left this school...to lure the snake out of the hole.
The other one who was not nervous was Luna Lovehart. She was staring at the McGuffin closely with interest. No one knew what that Tinker Bell was thinking.
Soon, a low-pitched noise, like thunder in the distance, approached continuously, and the noise came along the corridor.
The corridors of Hogwarts haven't been this lively for a long time.
The McGuffin felt like it had hundreds of feet. Almost all the Hogwarts students stepped on the stairs and kept rushing to watch the excitement.
As expected...
And the leader must be Gilderoy Lockhart.
Only this guy would do it.
This guy had a flushed face, and the big red robe was so enchanting that McGuffin thought he was dressed in the Swordsman again (or Dongfang Bubai gave him the reverse).
Dahongpao rushed over with a large group of students from all grades watching the excitement.
-MD!
McGuffin looked up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry...
Didn't Filch explain the... whole thing in detail to that Lockhart poser?
Not only did he come by himself, such a half-baked guy, but he also brought such a group of spectators with him.
If the Basilisk TM appears now, just stare and scan... Voldemort doesn't have to fight anymore, he can directly destroy a Hogwarts or half of the wizarding world in the future.
"Don't squeeze me, let me see... let me see... Ron... I'm his brother..."
"What the hell happened to Ron... I heard you petrified that little Malfoy brat... Great job!"
Ron's face is ashen, the twins are going to pit him in the toilet for life!
"Get out of the way, let me in... I am the prefect! I have the right to know the truth of this matter..."
All the students are piled up in the corridor and keep moving forward. It can be seen as those crazy fandom fans or the zombie scene described by the doomsday, or the scene of the huge crowds of Huangshan Road in the "Golden Week" since ancient times (can't move forward, can't go back, even if you regret it, you are forced to complete this journey)... They are piled together, and the face of the little wizard looks squeezed and distorted.
Even some little wizards can't even breathe.
Apparently Lockhart didn't know how to do it, he informed the entire Hogwarts students and moved here.
(This guy is walking in front in a big red robe, and the big red cloak is very chic)
"Get out of the way, step back, everyone... I've seen this kind of thing a lot on my adventures..."
"I can solve it very easily... Just look at it!"
Lockhart is in a pose of a model show... swaggering, walking over in a hurry.
(I don't know how he combined these two completely different temperaments, but in short, he attracted everyone's attention)
"Oh! Harry, Ron let me see what's going on... What's wrong with you little rascals?" Lockhart smiled at Harry with a 'perfect smile', he nodded slightly, and strode over...
Lockhart stopped his steps suddenly, so suddenly that he leaned forward 45 degrees and almost fell,
Gilderoy Lockhart saw in a dark corner of the corridor...
— Malfoy's living sculpture.
suck! ——(A breath of cold air is poured directly into his lungs, the movement is so obvious)
Obviously, when he came over and saw the scene of Malfoy's living sculpture, he was not obviously prepared in his heart.
The expression on the face is extremely dramatic and exaggerated.
That's sour!
Certainly indescribable.
McGuffin thought darkly in his heart, but he had new worries.
This idiot will not really agree with Filch's suggestion to hang them up and lock them up until Dumbledore teaches them or some Ministry of Magic official!
And what on earth would Lucius Malfoy think about this...his son being petrified?
How much will he know about this [Chamber of Secrets Opening]?He knows the basilisk?Do you know the entrance and exit of the secret room?Do you know where that Horcrux is?
Why is Malfoy, a pureblood, the first to be petrified by a basilisk?
If it wasn't for Voldemort, who else would open the Chamber of Secrets and release the basilisk at this time...
These contradictory thoughts kept appearing in McGuffin's mind... a mess!
At this moment, Filch finally squeezed out from the crowd with his cat in his arms, "It's them...it's them...I saw them with my own eyes, and I don't know what they are doing beside Malfoy?"
"Surely some wicked spell must be cast by these evil little wizards?"
"They murdered Draco Malfoy...they should be in Azkaban!"
--This guy!
Filch's allegations made things spiral out of control.
Everyone talked a lot, and quite a few of them were really wary and wanted to retreat into the crowd again.
But the melon-eaters behind didn't allow it... After hearing Filch's loud accusation, they became more curious.
The scene was extremely chaotic, with everyone jostling.
(The people in front want to go to the back, the people behind want to squeeze to the front, and the little wizards in the middle seem to be at risk of being squeezed)
All kinds of shouts and cries kept filling the corridor.
But McGuffin and the others stood there alone, as if isolated by enclosure.
No one dared to take a step closer, and McGuffin and the others were suspicious... looking back and forth with wariness, excitement, and even some fear.
"What the hell happened here! What are you all doing here!"
"I just didn't stay at Hogwarts for a morning, and I heard that something big happened... What petrified Malfoy, what killed Decora! What's going on?"
At this time, Professor McGonagall just came back from the Ministry of Magic, and she hurried over when she heard the news.
The voice amplified by the spell made everyone quiet for an instant, and the crowd parted a way to let her pass.
"Professor Lockhart, what are you doing!" Professor McGonagall said as she walked, she was obviously very dissatisfied with Lockhart for destroying the new order that Hogwarts had promulgated these days.
(After all, most of the professors are now in the Ministry of Magic, and the situation in the wizarding world is getting more and more serious...
When she went this morning, although Fudge and the Aurors were hiding even Dumbledore now, it was obvious that there were giant plants of that kind elsewhere...
Nothing can happen to Hogwarts now. Last time, the [Giant Rafflesia] was barely suppressed when there were half of the school professor and Dumbledore,...
Now this situation can only ensure the safety of the students to the greatest extent... But there is no extra energy to protect their safety while maintaining the daily order. )
"In this case, I have to..." McGuffin said unceremoniously to Professor Lockhart through the crowd, but then she looked up and saw Malfoy...
After a moment of silence.
Professor McGonagall said the first sentence expressionlessly,
"Come with me, Potter, Albert, Miss Granger...and you two...Ginny and Miss Luna!"
Then, she waved her wand and let out a loud pop.
--boom!
Professor McGonagall turned around and yelled at the little wizards, "Everyone, go back to your common room,...I'm not kidding!"
His tone was very severe.
McGonagall stared closely at the twin brother who had just squeezed out, with a playful smile.
Percy tidied up his crumpled wizard robe twice, and came to Professor McGonagall, "Professor, Ron is my younger brother, what trouble did he get into!"
As he spoke, his eyes kept shifting, wanting to look into the dark corner behind him.
"It's just right, Percy... you go and take all the little Gryffindor wizards back to the Gryffindor common room, and the dormitory... don't miss a single one!"
Professor McGonagall ordered directly, obviously she is not in the mood to speak more now.
"Er, ok, . . . ok!" said Percy.
(End of this chapter)
