Chapter 154 Myrtle

Neville's smile was shy;

After Gilderoy Lockhart declared his victory, he and Ginny exited,

Head to the viewing area above the stairs.

The senior students on the road also highly recognized the strength of these two people.

Whether it's Ginny who can learn the Iron Armor Curse in the first grade, or Neville who can defeat Ginny, their fighting abilities are no less than those of fifth and sixth grade students.

Are all Gryffindors so scary now?

When Ginny and the others walked upstairs, they also saw Harry and his friends who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"Why did you two suddenly start a duel?"

Harry asked,

Neville scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's me. I invited Ginny to fight with me. I've been training specially since I lost to her last time."

Although Ginny lost, she was not angry.

She was studying with classmate Xiaofu and knew what was going on today.

Neville has grown up.

The magic power in his body became stronger again. With the same magic power reserve, Neville was unable to break Ginny's armor spell.

This is the force of the eight classics,

Sure enough, Neville also said,

"Fortunately, my magic power has increased recently, otherwise I would have been helpless with Ginny's Iron Armor Curse."

Suddenly, Neville seemed to remember something and said,

"Sorry, I have something urgent, I'm leaving first."

This is the Neville that everyone is familiar with. If Neville had a good memory, he would no longer be Neville.

Neville left, leaving Ginny and four guys who had just climbed out of the hospital wing.

Anyway, nothing happened. They planned to find another insider.

The ghost that haunts Hogwarts is Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, a Ravenclaw student who died at Hogwarts fifty years ago.

"Are you here to laugh at me? To laugh at an ugly, unlucky ghost who died in the bathroom, that is, me, right?"

When Harry and his team arrived at the girls' bathroom that had been abandoned for a long time,

Myrtle's plaintive and angry voice came from behind a partition door.

Harry explained, "No, Myrtle, we have something to ask you."

She passed her head through the wooden door and saw five people walking together.

He said harshly,

"Are you coming to laugh at me together? It's more fun to be in a group, right?"

Seeing that Myrtle was about to start feeling sorry for herself again, Hermione quickly interrupted the spell. She knew how to deal with Myrtle, she had been here before.

Hermione would occasionally tinker with things here that shouldn't be tinkered with by second-year students, such as refining those magical potions mentioned in "Power Potions".

As a little fan of Lockhart, Hermione easily asked the professor to issue her a permission to borrow books from the restricted area.

After all, the so-called forbidden book area has never been an area used to prohibit young wizards from reading.

The knowledge inside will be made available to those young wizards who have permission from the class professor.

Really dangerous books will be collected by the school, such as "The Secret of Advanced Black Magic".

However, being allowed to borrow books does not mean that Hermione can prepare dangerous potions at Hogwarts. For some potions, Harry can take her to configure them in Snape's potions studio, while for others, she needs to find one by herself. safe venue,

For example, a bathroom that is inaccessible and haunted by a female ghost.

From a certain point of view, Hermione's life is quite good.

Hermione said, "Myrtle, we've come to ask you about Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Hermione got straight to the point. With Myrtle's character, she must know that Tom Riddle, that popular lover, that excellent prefect.

"Tom Riddle, where did you hear about him?"

Sure enough, Myrtle's face had a patch of gray, which must have been the ghost's... blush.

Hermione continued, "We heard he was involved in your death."

She did not directly say that this person might be the murderer of Myrtle. Judging from Myrtle's current performance, it should be difficult to accept this.

And with such a person's character, he would definitely regard Hermione and the others as villains who slandered the lover of their dreams, as if they were playing a trick on her.

This would not be conducive to Harry and the others obtaining information.

Myrtle covered her face with her hands, turned away, and said coyly,

"He, he was indeed related to my death. When I became a ghost, it was already several weeks after my death.

I heard he was the one who caught my killer, the disgusting man who showed up in the bathroom.

I also thought about him thanking me in person, but I rarely met him later. "

Myrtle still held her face in her hands, but at least she looked at a few people.

Suddenly she was stunned for a moment and floated in front of everyone,

She floated in front of Harry, her nose almost touching Harry's.

She flew around Harry, seemingly confirming something.

Returned to the self-pitying state again,

"Is he still worried about me? I've been dead for a long time, let him forget about me."

Myrtle sighed.

"Huh?"*5

Several people were suddenly stunned for a moment,

Myrtle pointed at Harry and said,

"You are his descendant, right? You look very similar, except for the color of your eyes. The same black hair, the same paleness, and more importantly, the smell of you reminds me of him."

Harry was suddenly shocked, how could it be related to him, and quickly explained,

"No, you misunderstood. I am from the Potter family, and Tom Riddle is from the Gaunt family. Potter and Gaunt are indeed related, but many of them have not intermarryed."

Myrtle said with some disappointment, "Really, Potter, I know that your shampoo is a bit expensive."

Seeing that the topic is getting more and more crooked,

Ginny began to correct the subject;

"It seems that Myrtle, you don't know much about Tom Riddle, so do you still remember how you died? The murderer reported by Tom Riddle was Rubeus Hagrid, and his Acromantula went berserk Kill you."

Myrtle felt something was wrong;

"No, no, no, no, it's not Rubeus Hagrid, it's not that stupid big guy, it's another boy,

That day I was hiding in the bathroom and crying. I heard a boy whispering to someone, so I walked out to stop him. A boy shouldn't be in the girls' bathroom, and then he died suddenly. "

Ginny asked confused, "Did you see the murderer? Otherwise, how would you know it wasn't Hagrid?"

Myrtle smiled bitterly, not discussing the sadness of her death at all.

"You know what we call Rubeus Hagrid? We call him the Walrus! Can you imagine him whispering? He has a voice like a bell tower! Can you imagine him whispering?

Besides, the last thing I saw wasn't a spider, I'm sure of it!

During that time, all the spiders in Hogwarts ran away, and my roommate’s pet spider ran away! "

Now all five people are interested.

Malfoy pressed,

"You actually remember the last thing you saw! What was that?" Not all ghosts can face their own death calmly.

She happened to see Harry, who looked very much like the lover of her dreams, and Myrtle was in a good mood, and she was ready to reveal her last life experience.

So she said happily,

"I don't know, but it looks like two bright yellow lights!"