Chapter 116 The news brought by Myrtle
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"I think you need to sleep again, Hagrid." Soul stood at the door of the hut and waved his hand to reject Hagrid's invitation to come in for a cup of tea.
"Wow..." Yaya shook his head and swung his tail wildly.
"Okay." Hagrid scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's because the mead tastes so good. I drank too much all at once. I'm sorry. I promised you to come back after visiting Hogsmeade."
"It doesn't matter, Hagrid, I will remember the wonderful experience last night for the rest of my life." Suer said with a smile.
"See you later then."
Hagrid waved his hand subconsciously and looked at Su'er's back with a confused look on his face, "Is Su'er angry? Why do I feel that his tone is wrong? What do you think, Yaya?"
"Horrulu...woof!" Yaya roared, raised his paw and knocked the rice bowl hard.
Where is my food? !
The first thing Suer did when he returned to the lounge was to go to the bathroom and take a good shower. The temperature in the Three Broomsticks was very high. He sweated all over and was dried by the cool breeze outside. His whole body was sticky. .
Although the cleansing spells take care of this, bathing is a spiritual treat.
As for why you don’t take a shower at the Pig Head Bar?There's no bathroom in that damn room! ! !
Moreover, even if there was, Su Er would not go in to take a shower. Who knows if a giant cockroach or centipede would come out in the middle of the shower?
Soon, Suer put on his pajamas, buried himself in the soft bed, and sighed happily.
When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something?
correct!Cat girl! !
When I think of this, I can no longer sleep!
Surten suddenly sat up from the bed and changed his clothes very quickly.
As he climbed out of the Hufflepuff common room, he unexpectedly met Myrtle.
"I heard from other ghosts that you came back yesterday." She looked a little hesitant and uneasy.
"I just met the Slytherin heir, and you almost didn't see me anymore." Myrtle patted her chest without any disturbance.
"Long time no see, Myrtle, did you just say, heir of Slytherin?" Soul greeted her.
"Yes, Harry Potter, everyone says so." Myrtle looked like her life was saved.
"Nearly headless Nick suffered from his poison, didn't he?"
"Okay, but what do you want from me?" Seeing that Myrtle still had something to say, Sol immediately interrupted her.
"Ah, I almost forgot." Myrtle pushed up the glasses on her nose, "I do have something to ask you for."
"You won't forget, will you?"
"Of course not." After Myrtle's reminder, he remembered that after Colin Creevey was petrified, he did ask Myrtle to pay attention to whether anything strange happened where she stayed.
But he never went to her place, or in other words, Su Er simply forgot about her temporarily.
"Did something weird happen?"
"Of course." Myrtle raised her chin proudly, "During the Christmas holidays, a lot of things happened."
Could it be that... Soul was shocked, and Myrtle saw Ginny when she went to the secret room?
"Can you tell me? Myrtle."
"Otherwise, why would I risk being killed by the heir and come here to find you?" Myrtle rolled her eyes.
However, her eyes rolled around and she looked like she was about to cry.
"You promised me that you would come and chat with me when you have nothing to do, but you... you haven't been here since that day... Do you hate me, and think that I am the same as those nasty wizards and ghosts? ..Woooo…”
Myrtle's tone of voice was filled with resentment, as if Soul was a scumbag who played with her feelings and body but was irresponsible.
Seeing bright white tears about to flow from Myrtle's eyes.
Su Er has to say a word of admiration. This tea smells like tea, and he can cry whenever he wants. Su Er will be the first to refuse to accept it unless he is awarded an Oscar...
Oh no, it should be said that this is the original performance.
"Of course not, Myrtle, I don't hate you. On the contrary, I want to thank you for bringing me the news." Suer said in a sincere tone.
"Really...really?" Myrtle blinked and sniffed.
"Really!" Suer said firmly, "If the information is really useful, then you will have done me a great favor!"
"Then...why don't you come to me and chat with me?"
"Sigh..." Suer shook his head, "You know, our second-year little wizards are having a hard time... there is a lot of homework, and my talent is not good. I need to work harder to catch up with others. Progress, no, I have to go to Professor Flitwick’s office to ask questions this afternoon.”
Harry, Ron: I believe you!
"Is it so hard?" Myrtle had indeed lived in vain for decades and easily believed Su Er's lies. "Then do you want to be a ghost with me? It's very simple. Just take a knife and poke it in here." That’s it.”
See, are you speaking human language?Oh no, Myrtle is already a ghost.
"No, no, there's no need." Suer quickly waved his hand and refused. Seeing Myrtle looking like she was about to cry again, he changed his voice and said, "I promise you that I will come and chat with you in my spare time."
"Really?" Myrtle asked repeatedly.
"Really." Suer nodded vigorously, "Wizards don't lie to ghosts!"
"Okay." Myrtle glanced at Soul suspiciously, probably because Soul's last sentence had an effect, and she happily chose to believe it.
"Then let me tell you what happened," she said.
"You must not know that there is a little witch secretly doing something while hiding in the next cubicle with the heir."
"If I hadn't hid well, you would never have seen me." Myrtle said with lingering fear, "The little witch and the heir drank a potion made of who knows what, and then the heir became... A boy I’ve never seen before.”
"That little witch...giggle..." Myrtle suddenly laughed, "You must have never seen her look like that. Her face is covered with black hair, she has two ears, and a tail."
"I think she must have done something and was punished by the heir. It's so funny." Myrtle laughed gruffly.
"Are you sure there is only one boy and one girl?" Sol asked with a strange expression. Unexpectedly, they were not asked to go to the bathroom to make the potion. Instead, they went to Myrtle's bathroom when they finally transformed.
"Oh, let me think about it." Myrtle tilted her head, "It seems like two boys? I was hiding under the toilet seat and couldn't see more people."
Ron: Are you polite?
"Forget it, it's not important." Suer waved his hand, "What else is there besides this?"
"That's not the case." Myrtle shook her head, "Isn't this the most important thing? Think about it, if the little wizard doesn't eat in the auditorium and goes to the girls' toilet to drink magic potion and transform, there must be something wrong with the heir. Gotta do it.”
"Okay." Suer shook his head in disappointment.
"But..." Myrtle hesitated, "Someone else did come to the bathroom..."
"Who is it?" Suer asked immediately.
"A little witch I don't know," said Myrtle. "No one else has been in my bathroom for a long time."
"But one day after Christmas, someone came here wearing a hood. I couldn't see her clearly, but I could see that she had red hair and a few chicken feathers hanging on her body. It was very funny and excessive." As Myrtle spoke, her eyes burst into tears again.
"Wait a minute. Myrtle." Soul interrupted her spell casting with a headache. "What did she do that went too far?"
"She hit me with something! I was sitting on the toilet seat, thinking about death, and the book suddenly fell from my head..."
"Book? Red hair? Chicken feathers?" Soul thought silently, "It seems to be Ginny indeed."
"Where's the book?" Sol asked.
"It's still there. After the book fell, I splashed it with water. It must have been soaked in water!" Myrtle said proudly, "I can easily guess what they specified. new game"
"Let everyone hit Myrtle with a book because she can't feel anything. Fifty points for hitting her on the head and ten points for hitting her in the stomach!"
"What a fun game, but I don't think it's very fun," Myrtle squeaked.
Myrtle's moodiness made Soul couldn't help but touch his forehead, but at least she brought new news.
"Can I ask you another favor? Myrtle."
"Of course, you are a good person. I am willing to help you, as long as you don't lie to me and really come to chat with me."
"Please help me read that book and don't let anyone take it away, okay? I will do what I promised you." Suer said sincerely.
"Wow..." Yaya shook his head and swung his tail wildly.
"Okay." Hagrid scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's because the mead tastes so good. I drank too much all at once. I'm sorry. I promised you to come back after visiting Hogsmeade."
"It doesn't matter, Hagrid, I will remember the wonderful experience last night for the rest of my life." Suer said with a smile.
"See you later then."
Hagrid waved his hand subconsciously and looked at Su'er's back with a confused look on his face, "Is Su'er angry? Why do I feel that his tone is wrong? What do you think, Yaya?"
"Horrulu...woof!" Yaya roared, raised his paw and knocked the rice bowl hard.
Where is my food? !
The first thing Suer did when he returned to the lounge was to go to the bathroom and take a good shower. The temperature in the Three Broomsticks was very high. He sweated all over and was dried by the cool breeze outside. His whole body was sticky. .
Although the cleansing spells take care of this, bathing is a spiritual treat.
As for why you don’t take a shower at the Pig Head Bar?There's no bathroom in that damn room! ! !
Moreover, even if there was, Su Er would not go in to take a shower. Who knows if a giant cockroach or centipede would come out in the middle of the shower?
Soon, Suer put on his pajamas, buried himself in the soft bed, and sighed happily.
When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something?
correct!Cat girl! !
When I think of this, I can no longer sleep!
Surten suddenly sat up from the bed and changed his clothes very quickly.
As he climbed out of the Hufflepuff common room, he unexpectedly met Myrtle.
"I heard from other ghosts that you came back yesterday." She looked a little hesitant and uneasy.
"I just met the Slytherin heir, and you almost didn't see me anymore." Myrtle patted her chest without any disturbance.
"Long time no see, Myrtle, did you just say, heir of Slytherin?" Soul greeted her.
"Yes, Harry Potter, everyone says so." Myrtle looked like her life was saved.
"Nearly headless Nick suffered from his poison, didn't he?"
"Okay, but what do you want from me?" Seeing that Myrtle still had something to say, Sol immediately interrupted her.
"Ah, I almost forgot." Myrtle pushed up the glasses on her nose, "I do have something to ask you for."
"You won't forget, will you?"
"Of course not." After Myrtle's reminder, he remembered that after Colin Creevey was petrified, he did ask Myrtle to pay attention to whether anything strange happened where she stayed.
But he never went to her place, or in other words, Su Er simply forgot about her temporarily.
"Did something weird happen?"
"Of course." Myrtle raised her chin proudly, "During the Christmas holidays, a lot of things happened."
Could it be that... Soul was shocked, and Myrtle saw Ginny when she went to the secret room?
"Can you tell me? Myrtle."
"Otherwise, why would I risk being killed by the heir and come here to find you?" Myrtle rolled her eyes.
However, her eyes rolled around and she looked like she was about to cry.
"You promised me that you would come and chat with me when you have nothing to do, but you... you haven't been here since that day... Do you hate me, and think that I am the same as those nasty wizards and ghosts? ..Woooo…”
Myrtle's tone of voice was filled with resentment, as if Soul was a scumbag who played with her feelings and body but was irresponsible.
Seeing bright white tears about to flow from Myrtle's eyes.
Su Er has to say a word of admiration. This tea smells like tea, and he can cry whenever he wants. Su Er will be the first to refuse to accept it unless he is awarded an Oscar...
Oh no, it should be said that this is the original performance.
"Of course not, Myrtle, I don't hate you. On the contrary, I want to thank you for bringing me the news." Suer said in a sincere tone.
"Really...really?" Myrtle blinked and sniffed.
"Really!" Suer said firmly, "If the information is really useful, then you will have done me a great favor!"
"Then...why don't you come to me and chat with me?"
"Sigh..." Suer shook his head, "You know, our second-year little wizards are having a hard time... there is a lot of homework, and my talent is not good. I need to work harder to catch up with others. Progress, no, I have to go to Professor Flitwick’s office to ask questions this afternoon.”
Harry, Ron: I believe you!
"Is it so hard?" Myrtle had indeed lived in vain for decades and easily believed Su Er's lies. "Then do you want to be a ghost with me? It's very simple. Just take a knife and poke it in here." That’s it.”
See, are you speaking human language?Oh no, Myrtle is already a ghost.
"No, no, there's no need." Suer quickly waved his hand and refused. Seeing Myrtle looking like she was about to cry again, he changed his voice and said, "I promise you that I will come and chat with you in my spare time."
"Really?" Myrtle asked repeatedly.
"Really." Suer nodded vigorously, "Wizards don't lie to ghosts!"
"Okay." Myrtle glanced at Soul suspiciously, probably because Soul's last sentence had an effect, and she happily chose to believe it.
"Then let me tell you what happened," she said.
"You must not know that there is a little witch secretly doing something while hiding in the next cubicle with the heir."
"If I hadn't hid well, you would never have seen me." Myrtle said with lingering fear, "The little witch and the heir drank a potion made of who knows what, and then the heir became... A boy I’ve never seen before.”
"That little witch...giggle..." Myrtle suddenly laughed, "You must have never seen her look like that. Her face is covered with black hair, she has two ears, and a tail."
"I think she must have done something and was punished by the heir. It's so funny." Myrtle laughed gruffly.
"Are you sure there is only one boy and one girl?" Sol asked with a strange expression. Unexpectedly, they were not asked to go to the bathroom to make the potion. Instead, they went to Myrtle's bathroom when they finally transformed.
"Oh, let me think about it." Myrtle tilted her head, "It seems like two boys? I was hiding under the toilet seat and couldn't see more people."
Ron: Are you polite?
"Forget it, it's not important." Suer waved his hand, "What else is there besides this?"
"That's not the case." Myrtle shook her head, "Isn't this the most important thing? Think about it, if the little wizard doesn't eat in the auditorium and goes to the girls' toilet to drink magic potion and transform, there must be something wrong with the heir. Gotta do it.”
"Okay." Suer shook his head in disappointment.
"But..." Myrtle hesitated, "Someone else did come to the bathroom..."
"Who is it?" Suer asked immediately.
"A little witch I don't know," said Myrtle. "No one else has been in my bathroom for a long time."
"But one day after Christmas, someone came here wearing a hood. I couldn't see her clearly, but I could see that she had red hair and a few chicken feathers hanging on her body. It was very funny and excessive." As Myrtle spoke, her eyes burst into tears again.
"Wait a minute. Myrtle." Soul interrupted her spell casting with a headache. "What did she do that went too far?"
"She hit me with something! I was sitting on the toilet seat, thinking about death, and the book suddenly fell from my head..."
"Book? Red hair? Chicken feathers?" Soul thought silently, "It seems to be Ginny indeed."
"Where's the book?" Sol asked.
"It's still there. After the book fell, I splashed it with water. It must have been soaked in water!" Myrtle said proudly, "I can easily guess what they specified. new game"
"Let everyone hit Myrtle with a book because she can't feel anything. Fifty points for hitting her on the head and ten points for hitting her in the stomach!"
"What a fun game, but I don't think it's very fun," Myrtle squeaked.
Myrtle's moodiness made Soul couldn't help but touch his forehead, but at least she brought new news.
"Can I ask you another favor? Myrtle."
"Of course, you are a good person. I am willing to help you, as long as you don't lie to me and really come to chat with me."
"Please help me read that book and don't let anyone take it away, okay? I will do what I promised you." Suer said sincerely.
