Chapter 234 A prize showroom in name only

Harry was confused, "So." He spread his hands, "What's the use of this?"

Neville tilted his head and thought for a long time before saying uncertainly, "Maybe, to make alchemy products usable?"

Harry nodded in understanding.

"Okay, how do you use it?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Hold it too?"

"When I need to do something, I usually record it in the memory ball." Neville said, "When the time comes, it will remind me."

Harry nodded, "No wonder I want to make it the size of a walnut. It is portable after all."

Neville also nodded, "Yes, but now it has helped a lot."

"But, I didn't record anything like what I did today. How should I do this?" Harry looked at the extra-large memory ball in confusion.

"Oh, this is a special usage, but after using it, I have to take it to Robert for examination. Of course, I also have to go to Madam Pomfrey for a physical examination." Neville explained, "In order to prevent me from He was so naive that he couldn’t remember anything, so he set up a Legilimency in it.”

"Huh?" Harry looked confused, what was that?

Neville handed him the memory ball and whispered, "Just think about what happened today."

Harry took the memory ball doubtfully, and Neville said, "Just keep an eye on it."

Harry looked at Neville and then at the memory ball.

The white smoke flows, thick in the middle, and becomes thinner when it reaches the outside of the memory ball.

Harry's eyes widened, trying to see the smoke clearly.

At this time, a small strand of silver-white thread flew out from his temple and fell into the memory ball.

The two put their faces in front of the crystal ball.

Harry was shocked to see from the crystal ball where he had been and what he had done today. Although the perspective was a bit strange, the characters were a little out of shape, and the playback speed might have been four times, the picture was very clear.

"Ah, Harry, your stuff seems to have been left in the trophy room." Neville pointed at the crystal ball, and Harry also saw it. When he and Seamus passed by there, he dug into his pockets, but nothing happened. Unexpectedly, the invisibility cloak had fallen off by then.

Because no one noticed, this poor piece of clothing was kicked a few times by the crowd behind it, rolled around, and disappeared into the prize showroom. At this time, the perspective had disappeared, and they could no longer see the invisibility cloak.

Neville looked at the silver robe with some confusion, "What is this, a piece of clothing?"

Harry nodded hesitantly, "That's a relic left to me by my father."

Neville nodded understandingly, and instead of asking about the invisibility cloak, he asked, "Then let's go to the prize showroom now?"

Images of the destroyed trophy room and Filch's devastated expression quickly came to Harry's mind.

Pursing his lips, he finally decided to go take a look.

Maybe those prizes have been restored?

It turns out that he thought too much.

Although Filch had reported the situation in the trophy room to Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore, they actually had the intention of avoiding him, which led to Filch even though he had left a note for them. But in fact, the two people didn't see it at all.

If it was the old Filch, he might have pestered the professors over and over again to help him restore the trophy room, but at this time, his mind was no longer on that.

It was under these circumstances that Harry and Neville entered the trophy room.

Neville took a breath. Anyone would do the same when they saw that the originally dazzling prize display room had turned into a photo display room, right?

Harry was also a little in disbelief, "How, how could this become like this?"

Neville tilted his head in confusion, "I heard that the tower almost collapsed during Christmas. Could it be that he stepped into the prize display room?"

"All the trophies are gone." Harry walked around inside, feeling a little lost. "There are only these photos."

Neville also felt a little emotional, "I usually see the real thing every time I come here, but now I only have photos..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Only when he lost it did Harry realize that this place that Filch desperately protected was the glorious place of Hogwarts.

Every senior who has won honors has left his mark here, and now only a few photos remain.

"I remember there used to be a big golden trophy here." Neville pointed to a stand, "Now, there are no photos left here."

Harry was a little aggrieved, "Who on earth made this place like this? It's too much!"

The two people stood in the showroom and cursed the person who made this place like this. After that, Neville asked, "Harry, aren't you looking for your robes?"

Only then did Harry remember their purpose, and he and Neville hurriedly began to search around.

It stands to reason that when not in use, the invisibility cloak should be very eye-catching due to its bling.

But the two of them searched around the showroom and couldn't see the shiny robe.

"Where did it go?" Harry looked confused. "Could it have escaped on its own?"

Neville's face was full of confusion, "Is there anyone who picks up other people's dropped clothes?"

"Why are you two here!" A female voice came from the door, startling the two of them.

Turning around, he realized it was Hermione.

"Hermione!" Harry was extremely shocked, "Why did you run out too?"

"Um..." Sister-in-law Liang wanted to change the subject, but she was a little confused for a moment. After hesitating for a long time, she whispered, "I was reading in the common room, and you two happened to pass by me."

Neville was also shocked, "Oh my god, Hermione, don't you need a light to read?"

My sister-in-law's face suddenly turned red. She was startled by the sound behind her. As soon as she loosened her hand, the wand fell out, and the light source was naturally extinguished.

But it’s so embarrassing to say such a thing!

Hermione said, I want to keep this reason in my stomach!

"Of course!" Sister-in-law Liang raised her head arrogantly, "I'm memorizing it silently!"

Harry and Neville, who didn't understand why, could only applaud to cover up their embarrassment.

"Okay, let's change the topic." Hermione's face turned red as she forced the topic away, "What are you two doing here? Also, where are the trophies here?"

Harry spread his hands, "I don't know either..."

Neville explained, "Harry asked me to help find his lost robes."

"A robe?" Hermione hadn't responded yet, "Isn't he wearing one?"

Neville went on to explain, "A robe of shining silver."

Hermione understood that it was the Invisibility Cloak, so she relaxed a little and leaned against the wall, "Harry, you should put it away, it is your father's relic."

Harry looked dejected, but also looked at Hermione expectantly, "Yes, I left it here in the morning, but it's gone now. Hermione, where do you think it will be?"