Chapter 171 It's Time to Test Your Acting Skills

After Aaron left, Harry glanced at Draco who was still eating, and then winked at Hermione, "It's time to act."

Hermione nodded and went to the laundry room without hesitation.

"Then what should we do next?" Ron asked in a low voice, "Crabbe and Goyle are gluttons, it's easy to fool them, but Malfoy is not a fool."

"So we have to have a plan."

"What plan? That's Malfoy!

The two of us are the ones he hates the most, and he probably can throw the cake in our faces directly. Ron said speechlessly, "Why don't we try to duel him again?"How about better than eating? "

"No, he won't accept that challenge.

And we have to find a way to let them stay in the auditorium for as long as possible. The fewer people there are, the easier it is for us to move. "

Just as Ron was about to say something, Malfoy stood up, apparently planning to leave.

"Ah! I think we'll have to hurry."

Harry also noticed Malfoy's movements, "We can't let him leave, we need to stabilize him anyway."

"But there's no plan yet!"

"Follow it!" Harry put three chocolate cakes on a tray and went to the Slytherin table.

Ron sighed and followed.

"Malfoy, wait a minute, we have something to talk to you about."

"Potter, and Weasley." Draco frowned in surprise, and sneered, "It's really strange! Didn't Granger be with you?"

"It's a private matter, nothing to do with Hermione," Ron said.

"Oh, but I don't think I have anything to talk to you about." Draco smiled meaningfully, "Crabbe, Goyle, let's go."

"It's Quidditch," said Harry hastily, and it was the most appropriate topic he could think of.

Draco stopped in his tracks immediately, "I'm a little interested when you say that."

"Actually, I came here specifically to apologize." Harry forced a smile. Although his teeth were itching with hatred, he tried his best to make his expression look as kind as possible.

"You actually apologized?" Draco looked at Harry in surprise, somewhat disbelieving, but felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

"Are you surprised?" Harry sat down and said solemnly, "I'm the one who is more impulsive in the Quidditch field, otherwise I wouldn't hurt your arm."

Draco thought about the situation at that time, and couldn't help joking: "I remember that you seem to be injured more seriously, Lockhart has wiped out all your bones!

And it was us who won in the end, Slytherin over Gryffindor. "

"It's two different things. At that time, I wanted to drag you into the water and share the pressure together."

"There's no need to explain, Potter, anyone can see it.

But your apology is very interesting, I reluctantly accept it. "

Harry suppressed the grievance in his heart, gritted his molars and said: Thank you.

"Now please get out of the way, we should go back to the common room."

Harry immediately winked at Ron, it's your turn.

Although Ron was reluctant, he didn't want any accidents on his side.

And Harry had already given him a sample, as long as he had a thick skin and a big heart, delaying time would not be impossible.

"Wait a mininute."

"What's the matter?" Draco asked impatiently, "Don't tell me that you also came to apologize?"

"Actually, it's true." Ron pursed his lips, "But it's not about you, it's about Goyle."

puff!

Goyle sprayed out the half-eaten cake, and pointed to himself in disbelief, "Me? You apologized to me?"

Ron nodded, "Yes."

"But why?"

"Duel Club." Ron said with some embarrassment, "I didn't know what was wrong at the time. I didn't follow the wizard's duel rules and beat you up with my bare hands."

"You were a sneak attack, and it seems that I have the upper hand." Gore said unconvinced, "If someone didn't pull me away in time, I would beat you so hard that even your mother wouldn't recognize it."

Hearing this, Ron's breathing suddenly became short of breath, and he clenched his fists involuntarily, wishing he could punch Goyle's fat face.

At this moment, Harry coughed and gave him a warning look, which conveyed two meanings: the overall situation is the most important thing, and it is important to find out what is going on in the Chamber of Secrets; there are too many of them, and we will easily lose out in a fight.

"Perhaps!" Ron suppressed his breath, "But anyway, I was wrong at the time, so I come to you tonight to apologize, and I hope you can forgive me."

Goyle froze for a moment, then turned to look at Draco.

He would have accepted it if it had been anyone else, but this was the Weasleys, the family his boss Malfoy looked down on the most.

Draco hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Take it as an unexpected and interesting Christmas present!"

"Since Malfoy has spoken, then I will reluctantly forgive you."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, feeling that the time was right, they pushed the tray containing three chocolate cakes to Draco.

"Sorry, we have one for Crabbe, too."

The three of them didn't think too much, each of them picked up one and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Don't say it, it tastes really good."

Draco nodded as he chewed, a smug smile on his face.

Potter and Weasley actually gave up on the same day, and their vanity was satisfied like never before.

But soon he couldn't laugh, because he felt more sleepy than ever, and fell directly on the table, as did Crabbe and Goyle.

"Merry Christmas." Ron said lightly.

"Don't waste time, act now!"

Harry lifted Crabbe, Ron grabbed Goyle, and sent them to the broom closet, followed by Malfoy.

They were not that polite to the three of them, and it was over by stuffing them roughly into the cabinet, but before that they took off the shoes of the three of them.

Harry and Ron dashed to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom with three pairs of shoes.

"Hermione, we're back."

"Have you got it?" Hermione came out of a single room, still holding two oversized uniforms.

"Three pairs of shoes, all here." Ron said out of breath, and then looked at the wizard robes Hermione was wearing with some surprise, "Don't tell me they belong to Malfoy?"

"I don't want to be a fat guy."

"No, you misunderstood me, I think Harry should ask."

"What he asked is easy to go wrong. What we need is side-by-side inquiries, not straight-to-the-point interrogations."

"It makes sense." Harry nodded, "It doesn't matter if you pretend to be anyone, the important thing is to ask the truth."

"Okay, I'm fine with that."

Harry and Ron changed into Goyle's and Crabbe's clothes and shoes respectively, and Hermione changed into Malfoy's shoes.

Everything was ready, and the three of them set their sights on the three glasses in unison.

"I guess they must be particularly bad to drink." Ron said with a look of disgust.

"You have to drink that too." Harry handed the Polyjuice Potion to the two of them, and he kept the one that could turn into Goyle.

The three of them didn't want to taste the taste of the compound soup, so they pinched their noses and drank it in one breath after clinking glasses.

"I'm about to throw up." The cup in Ron's hand fell to the ground, and he quickly ran to a single room and locked himself inside.

Hermione also felt the same way, throwing away the cup with an ugly face, and ran to another private room.

Harry's endurance was a little stronger, but he was also a little unsteady due to nausea.

The effect of the potion was soon manifested. He made grunting noises all over his body, and dense lumps rose and fell in his body, as if he was cooking a pot of thick soup.

Harry panted heavily, and he found that his hands were getting thicker rapidly, and his nails were also getting wider.

The shoulders, the skull, even the hair and eyebrows were changing, and after a while Harry looked in the mirror in disbelief, his face completely transformed into Goyle's, only his vision was blurred.

Only then did Harry realize that Goyle didn't wear glasses, and then he put the glasses on the sink, and the world became clearer.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked, but it was Goyle's voice that said it.

"It's okay." Ron came out of the single room. He walked to the mirror and touched his face. "It's amazing, it's exactly the same as Crabbe."

"Even the voice is the same." Hermione slowly walked up to the two of them with Draco's face on her face, "I really didn't expect that I would succeed in making Polyjuice Potion for the first time.

It's just that this appearance still feels weird, and I'm not used to it. "

"Let's hurry up!" Harry said, "It's only an hour, we have to try to pretend as much as possible."

"Draco Malfoy's got to go ahead, with a defiant look on his face," said Ron, "and Crabbe and Goyle have to follow him like bodyguards.

You two, it's time to test your acting skills. "

"You don't need to remind." Hermione shrugged and was the first to walk out of the bathroom.

The three quickly walked down the stone steps, going deeper and deeper in the dark corridor.

Harry looked at his watch from time to time, and when almost 10 minutes had passed, he asked worriedly: "We can't go wrong!"

"No, the Slytherin common room is more difficult to find, but I did find out on purpose.

We'll be there soon. said Hermione, stopping in front of a wet stone wall.

"Eh..." Ron pursed his lips, "If this is a door, how do we open it?

Is the alaho hole open? "

"Unlocking spells are useless, you need a password." Harry said helplessly, "Looks like we have to wait for a real Slytherin to come and take us in.

I hope our luck is better, otherwise it will be bad when the effect of the medicine wears off. "