Chapter 64 The curtain opens
At noon the next day, an owl came to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, delivering an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic.
After receiving the letter, Dumbledore showed a knowing smile, and then planned to go to the Ministry of Magic in London through the fireplace in the office.
Before leaving, he looked at Fox and whispered: "When there is something strange in that bathroom, bring this letter to Harry."
Fawkes nodded thoughtfully and looked at Dumbledore's desk.
There was a letter there, with the words "Hands from Mr. Harry Potter" written on the envelope.
There was also a mirror placed next to the letter. There was a runic character engraved on the mirror. The character was like a piercing eye, clearly reflecting the image in the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom in the mirror - —
A row of copper faucets dripped water "tick-tock", "tick-tock", but there was one faucet that looked very out of place, with no water dripping, and the handle used to turn it was missing...
"If Professor Dracula knew that I was spying on a girls' bathroom, he would definitely take the opportunity to tease me."
Dumbledore glanced at the surveillance mirror again, shook his head mockingly, and then walked into the green flames of the fireplace without stopping.
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Professor Dracula, whom Dumbledore was thinking about and worried about making fun of, was doing the same thing and observing the situation in the girls' bathroom...
Everything seemed normal today, but there were also abnormalities everywhere.
Dumbledore had just been lured away by an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic. Within a few minutes, Quirrell claimed that he had a cold and asked Dracula for a day off.
In addition, Dracula had two consecutive Defense Against the Dark Arts classes to teach this afternoon, so it was difficult to spare any time.
Everything seems normal, everything happens from time to time, but when these coincidences are combined, the coincidence is no longer a coincidence——
This clearly means that Voldemort is ready to attack the Sorcerer's Stone!
Although Voldemort had made a lot of preparations, two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes did not seem to be an effective obstacle to Dracula. In other words, he and Quirrell did not think of any way to delay this unscrupulous person. , choosing the time for Defense Against the Dark Arts class was probably just a matter of desperation.
And Voldemort obviously overestimated Dracula's professionalism——
"This class is self-study. The class representative should manage the classroom discipline. If you have any questions you don't understand, don't ask me. If you ask, I won't be responsible for answering. What? No class representative? Then it's you Diggory, you are responsible for the management Good classroom discipline.”
Dracula arranged his self-study hastily, and then leaned on the blackboard behind him in boredom. But his vision switched to another place.
This is the vision of a bat, or to be precise, the hearing of a bat.
The bat he left in that bathroom continuously emitted ultrasonic waves that normal people could not hear. After receiving the signal bounced back from the room with the ears, a complete topographic map of the bathroom is constructed, without any visual impact from the darkness in the middle.
Neither Dracula nor Fox had to wait long.
Halfway through the first class in the afternoon, a sneaky figure wearing a purple headscarf entered the girls' bathroom and walked straight to the row of copper faucets.
A creepy "hissing" sound came from Quirrell's turban.
Suddenly, the faucet without the handle emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. Immediately afterwards, the pool started to move, and slowly sank from sight, replaced by a very thick water pipe that could accommodate a person.
In the principal's office, Fox looked at this scene in the mirror with wide eyes and realized that this was what Dumbledore was talking about.
So he grabbed the letter on the table with two paws, and then disappeared into a ball of golden-red fire.
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Dracula's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a frightening light.
"You guys study well. I'll be out for a while. Digory, don't forget to keep order in the classroom." He said seriously.
However, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, looking very interested.
Seeing Dracula's smile, the Weasley twins, who were discussing in low voices how to escape confinement, shuddered.
"What's wrong with Professor, that smile is so scary..." George whispered.
"It's indeed scary." Fred nodded, and then he suddenly realized, "No, what are we still afraid of here after the professor is gone?"
As he said that, he pulled George to his feet and shouted: "The professor is gone, everyone, get excited!"
Cedric stood up in a hurry and tried to stop him, but in the atmosphere where many young Gryffindor wizards were gradually igniting, it seemed to be useless...
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In the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess, and Hermione buried her face in a large pile of books next to her, searching for information.
Judging from the situation on the chessboard, Ron's wizard chess was played very well, and Harry was forced to sweat profusely and feel helpless.
Ron once again ordered the queen on the chessboard to take a step diagonally forward, showing a proud smile.
"Admit defeat, Harry!" he said excitedly.
"Wait a little longer, I can still hold on for a while." Harry said harshly.
At this moment, a golden-red light flashed.
"Ron, did you see that there was a red light flashing just now." Harry was stunned for a moment and looked back.
"Harry, don't use these little tricks. Fred and George have long been tired of those distraction methods!" Ron said dissatisfied. He was so focused on the chessboard that he didn't even notice the fire coming from Fawkes, "Give it up, Harry, like a man!"
However, Harry's attention was no longer on the chessboard at this time. He looked at the empty small table behind him and said doubtfully: "Ron, when did there be an extra letter here?"
Ron thought Harry was changing the subject, so he looked over his head in disbelief.
"Maybe who put it there, it has nothing to do with us, Harry, come and finish this round!" He said eagerly, "I will win soon, don't try to cheat!"
Harry ignored him and walked over to the table and picked up the letter.
"Mr. Harry Potter personally...is this a letter for me?"
He opened the envelope doubtfully.
Inside is a piece of parchment with very beautiful and graceful handwriting——
"Harry, if you are careful enough, you may be able to recognize this handwriting. Yes, I gave you the Invisibility Cloak..."
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