Chapter 119
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Gryffindor's common room and Ravenclaw's common room are located at the top of the two towers, facing each other.
Aside from the downside of being cold in the winter and hot in the summer (not a typo), this is a great viewing platform.
Harry's dormitory was definitely specially arranged by Old Bee. From here, he could see the scenery of the entire castle and the entire Forbidden Forest in the distance.
Soul was very busy and did not visit the Gryffindor common room by himself. He hugged Crookshanks and left from the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Meow..." Crookshanks gently raised his paw and patted Soul.
"What's wrong, Crookshanks." Soul put Crookshanks down, and the big cat rushed back to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and tapped the frame with his paw.
"Do you want to go back?"
"Meow," Crookshanks responded, licking his paw.
"Go and catch Ron's rat?" Soul said. "That rat is weird, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Crookshanks looked up at Soul and bared his teeth.
"I know, I know." Soul raised his hand and rubbed the big cat's head, "But there are more important things now, Crookshanks."
"Meow..." Crookshanks heard the attitude in Soul's tone, his big face drooped, his ears were slightly bent forward, and his furry tail flicked.
This time it was carried into the Hufflepuff lounge by Soul without any objection, and jumped directly to the platform of the window and lay down.
"I have something else to do, Crookshanks. I will take you to see Hermione tomorrow."
"Meow..." Crookshanks lied on the platform with a big face and meowed listlessly as a response.
Soul climbed out of the barrel and walked towards Myrtle's bathroom, but a conjecture that he had seen on something in his previous life came to mind.
Hermione's cat is actually the pet of the Potter family. It takes it for granted that it knows Harry and Peter Pettigrew. This is why it keeps chasing Scabbers. Hermione has also had it for a long time. Crookshanks has never been seen eating a mouse, and even Crookshanks disdains to eat the dried dead mice in pet shops...
If the speculation is true, then it makes sense for Crookshanks to help Sirius...
However, these are not important this year, Suer shook his head.
After stepping onto the last step, Myrtle's bathroom was right here, but to his surprise, Soul saw Filch, sitting alone in front of the door and taking a nap.
Too bad, we have to find a way to lure Filch away.
Soul dug into his pocket and took out an enhanced version of the dung egg, which was the only one left over from the last time he punished Malfoy.
Sorry, Filch, Soul apologized silently, then quickly ran to another corridor, took out his wand and whispered a spell,
"Thunderbolt explosion." A dazzling spark exploded in the sky above the corridor.
Then, Sur threw the big dung egg into the corridor, and yellow-black mist filled the air.
"Ugh..." He accidentally breathed in a bit of it. It stinks... What did George and Fred put in it...
When he returned to the corridor where Myrtle was in the bathroom, Filch was indeed gone.
Suer quickly walked over and opened the door with a sign that the bathroom was not available.
It's still dark here, and it's also more humid. There were no dense pools of water when I came here last time. It seemed that Myrtle fetched water when she was bored.
Soul took out his wand and used a waterproof and moisture-proof effect on himself. This is when magic should be used...
Then he walked towards the innermost room.
"Myrtle, are you there?" Sule stood in front of the door and said softly.
"Gulu...Gulu..." The sound of bubbles came from inside, and Suer reached out and pushed the door open.
The half-hinged door made an unpleasant "squeaking" sound.
Myrtle was indeed in there, up and down, up and down, in the open, lidless toilet.
"You're here~" Myrtle sighed quietly, "I just remembered something that made me very sad."
"I don't want to talk now. What you want is right there."
Soul looked in the direction Myrtle pointed, and saw a thin little book lying on the floor. The tattered black cover was the same as everything in the bathroom.
It lay entirely in the puddle, completely soaked.
Soul wanted to go back and talk to Myrtle about the details, but Myrtle sank into the toilet and disappeared.
He took a step forward and wanted to pick up the black-covered book, but something occurred to him, so he took out his wand.
"Thunderbolt explosion! Fainted! Flames are blazing!" He used all the magic he could use on the book.
If the notebook had an idea, it would definitely have a question mark popping up.
Are you polite?
Oh no, this notebook itself is a soul carrier.
"Are you going to be like those people and use magic to bully me?" Myrtle appeared again, curled her little mouth, and was about to burst into tears.
"No, Myrtle." Sule explained immediately, "You know, some books contain some very dangerous things. I just took precautions."
"This is just an ordinary book." Myrtle said, "You can go away as soon as you take it. Don't forget what you promised me."
Su'er nodded and did not continue to use magic on the book. He just wanted to confirm whether it was an ordinary book or Voldemort's Horcrux.
The last layer of insurance---a pair of dragon leather gloves.
Su'er picked up the notebook and took a closer look. The notebook was still in the same tattered condition as he had seen it. Several spells had not left any mark on it.
Out of curiosity, he carefully opened the first page, and what he saw was---
It's a name---tm Riddle...
That's right, that's it. Su'er looked deeply, closed the book, and carefully stuffed it into his pocket, not caring that it would get the wizard's robe wet, and hurried to the door. The top priority was to put this book away now. Find an opportunity and give it to Principal Dumbledore.
Yes, this is Sur's plan.
Leaving the most powerful white wizard in the magic world unused, he must be stupid and join the savior in carrying a sword and a phoenix to fight the dragon, which is why he is out of his mind.
And there is no princess to save.
As for Riddle, he can teach him some powerful magic... Hey, there are so many professors in the school, which one can't beat up Riddle who was still in school at the time?As for Riddle's subsequent strength, that was developed in his second half.
The person in this notebook now is just a student of black magic.
Sur didn't want to be the leader of the underground world. Why should he hide like a mouse when he could walk in the sun?
After carefully opening the door, but Filch hadn't come back yet, Sur quickly closed the door and left quietly.
Not long after Su Er left, a red-haired figure appeared at the door of the bathroom. She looked in a daze. She reached out and pushed open the door of the bathroom and walked in.
After a while, a sound like crying came from inside, which seemed to be relief, but also seemed to be unwilling...
Aside from the downside of being cold in the winter and hot in the summer (not a typo), this is a great viewing platform.
Harry's dormitory was definitely specially arranged by Old Bee. From here, he could see the scenery of the entire castle and the entire Forbidden Forest in the distance.
Soul was very busy and did not visit the Gryffindor common room by himself. He hugged Crookshanks and left from the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Meow..." Crookshanks gently raised his paw and patted Soul.
"What's wrong, Crookshanks." Soul put Crookshanks down, and the big cat rushed back to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and tapped the frame with his paw.
"Do you want to go back?"
"Meow," Crookshanks responded, licking his paw.
"Go and catch Ron's rat?" Soul said. "That rat is weird, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Crookshanks looked up at Soul and bared his teeth.
"I know, I know." Soul raised his hand and rubbed the big cat's head, "But there are more important things now, Crookshanks."
"Meow..." Crookshanks heard the attitude in Soul's tone, his big face drooped, his ears were slightly bent forward, and his furry tail flicked.
This time it was carried into the Hufflepuff lounge by Soul without any objection, and jumped directly to the platform of the window and lay down.
"I have something else to do, Crookshanks. I will take you to see Hermione tomorrow."
"Meow..." Crookshanks lied on the platform with a big face and meowed listlessly as a response.
Soul climbed out of the barrel and walked towards Myrtle's bathroom, but a conjecture that he had seen on something in his previous life came to mind.
Hermione's cat is actually the pet of the Potter family. It takes it for granted that it knows Harry and Peter Pettigrew. This is why it keeps chasing Scabbers. Hermione has also had it for a long time. Crookshanks has never been seen eating a mouse, and even Crookshanks disdains to eat the dried dead mice in pet shops...
If the speculation is true, then it makes sense for Crookshanks to help Sirius...
However, these are not important this year, Suer shook his head.
After stepping onto the last step, Myrtle's bathroom was right here, but to his surprise, Soul saw Filch, sitting alone in front of the door and taking a nap.
Too bad, we have to find a way to lure Filch away.
Soul dug into his pocket and took out an enhanced version of the dung egg, which was the only one left over from the last time he punished Malfoy.
Sorry, Filch, Soul apologized silently, then quickly ran to another corridor, took out his wand and whispered a spell,
"Thunderbolt explosion." A dazzling spark exploded in the sky above the corridor.
Then, Sur threw the big dung egg into the corridor, and yellow-black mist filled the air.
"Ugh..." He accidentally breathed in a bit of it. It stinks... What did George and Fred put in it...
When he returned to the corridor where Myrtle was in the bathroom, Filch was indeed gone.
Suer quickly walked over and opened the door with a sign that the bathroom was not available.
It's still dark here, and it's also more humid. There were no dense pools of water when I came here last time. It seemed that Myrtle fetched water when she was bored.
Soul took out his wand and used a waterproof and moisture-proof effect on himself. This is when magic should be used...
Then he walked towards the innermost room.
"Myrtle, are you there?" Sule stood in front of the door and said softly.
"Gulu...Gulu..." The sound of bubbles came from inside, and Suer reached out and pushed the door open.
The half-hinged door made an unpleasant "squeaking" sound.
Myrtle was indeed in there, up and down, up and down, in the open, lidless toilet.
"You're here~" Myrtle sighed quietly, "I just remembered something that made me very sad."
"I don't want to talk now. What you want is right there."
Soul looked in the direction Myrtle pointed, and saw a thin little book lying on the floor. The tattered black cover was the same as everything in the bathroom.
It lay entirely in the puddle, completely soaked.
Soul wanted to go back and talk to Myrtle about the details, but Myrtle sank into the toilet and disappeared.
He took a step forward and wanted to pick up the black-covered book, but something occurred to him, so he took out his wand.
"Thunderbolt explosion! Fainted! Flames are blazing!" He used all the magic he could use on the book.
If the notebook had an idea, it would definitely have a question mark popping up.
Are you polite?
Oh no, this notebook itself is a soul carrier.
"Are you going to be like those people and use magic to bully me?" Myrtle appeared again, curled her little mouth, and was about to burst into tears.
"No, Myrtle." Sule explained immediately, "You know, some books contain some very dangerous things. I just took precautions."
"This is just an ordinary book." Myrtle said, "You can go away as soon as you take it. Don't forget what you promised me."
Su'er nodded and did not continue to use magic on the book. He just wanted to confirm whether it was an ordinary book or Voldemort's Horcrux.
The last layer of insurance---a pair of dragon leather gloves.
Su'er picked up the notebook and took a closer look. The notebook was still in the same tattered condition as he had seen it. Several spells had not left any mark on it.
Out of curiosity, he carefully opened the first page, and what he saw was---
It's a name---tm Riddle...
That's right, that's it. Su'er looked deeply, closed the book, and carefully stuffed it into his pocket, not caring that it would get the wizard's robe wet, and hurried to the door. The top priority was to put this book away now. Find an opportunity and give it to Principal Dumbledore.
Yes, this is Sur's plan.
Leaving the most powerful white wizard in the magic world unused, he must be stupid and join the savior in carrying a sword and a phoenix to fight the dragon, which is why he is out of his mind.
And there is no princess to save.
As for Riddle, he can teach him some powerful magic... Hey, there are so many professors in the school, which one can't beat up Riddle who was still in school at the time?As for Riddle's subsequent strength, that was developed in his second half.
The person in this notebook now is just a student of black magic.
Sur didn't want to be the leader of the underground world. Why should he hide like a mouse when he could walk in the sun?
After carefully opening the door, but Filch hadn't come back yet, Sur quickly closed the door and left quietly.
Not long after Su Er left, a red-haired figure appeared at the door of the bathroom. She looked in a daze. She reached out and pushed open the door of the bathroom and walked in.
After a while, a sound like crying came from inside, which seemed to be relief, but also seemed to be unwilling...
