Chapter 469： May

After the Easter holiday, the weather became clearer day by day. Standing on the heights of the castle, looking at the Forbidden Forest was a large area of ​​very comfortable green. The Black Lake was also restored to life. On weekends, students gathered in the grass and green areas of the lake. Under the willow, enjoy the warm daylight.

Of course, this kind of leisure only belongs to students who finish their homework.

"I'm fed up! We are only in fourth grade, why do so much homework?" Seamer complained loudly, "Professor McGonagall can't be mistaken, right?"

"No," Dean said pessimistically. "She also said last class that we should move the fifth grade employment counseling to the fourth grade, so that we will be more motivated to study."

"Oh..." Seamus let out a strange cry, "Forgive me." He said dissatisfiedly, "We are three full years away from graduation."

"In fact, the professor is for our own good," Neville said with a sip of water. "Don't forget that next year the school is going to implement the fifth and seventh grade assessments. The fifth grade must master the dominant follower, and the seventh grade must master the phantom shift. shape"

"What if you can't pass?" Seamus asked uneasily.

"Naturally, I will pay for the Christmas holidays, Easter holidays, and the last period of time after the annual exam." Dean broke his hands and said, at this time Seamus's face has changed, but Dean continued to add: "Also, The professors are still discussing putting the Disarming Curse and the Iron Armor Curse in other grades, but they are not sure yet."

Seamus breathed a sigh of relief, he had mastered these two spells. He thought for a while and asked: "Harry hasn't organized a duel self-study group for a long time?"

"Yeah," Dean said, "No way, they have to prepare for the third project. To be honest, they have already opened the gap with us, and Ron has even mastered the Apparition."

...

The sun is shining and the microwaves are shining by the black lake, but classroom 7 is another scene.

The sound of the sharp blade sliding over the bushes sounded in the deep forbidden forest. Ron walked forward cautiously, tripping over twisted roots on the ground from time to time, and the touch of the leaves under his feet was so real that he had forgotten all this. It's an illusion, the nerves are tense to the extreme.

A rustling voice appeared behind him and he turned his head keenly, "There are many obstacles!" He shouted, and the curse fixed the sudden appearance of the eight-eyed giant spider in place, and Ron turned and ran away.

"You should use the expulsion curse." Felix's memory floated in the air. At this time, Ron was hiding behind a big tree, carefully watching the surroundings, but he was startled.

"I know," Ron murmured, "You might as well tell me where Harry and Hermione are."

"Oh, you said that, they are in the other direction." Felix's memory pointed him in a direction.

Ron showed a skeptical expression, "You don't want to cheat me, do you?"

"I'm a professor." Memory said with a sneer holding his shoulders.

"It's just a memory," Ron whispered, "Well, I believe you again."

ten minutes later.

"Ahhhhh"

Ron stumbled out of the fog, followed by a group of eight-eyed giant spiders the size of a carriage. He kept throwing spider repelling curses behind him, yelling aggrievedly, "You lie to me!"

"I don't have one, look ahead." The memory said with a smile.

Ron raised his head in his busy schedule and saw the dim light in front of him. There was hope in his heart. The "click" sound behind him was not terrible anymore, and there was a surge of power in his body to support him to finish the run. On the last part of the journey, he finally saw Harry

Harry was leaning on a big tree with his back, stepping on the raised black stone, and constantly chanting the curse around. The white flame was a bright and blazing fire curse, forming a circular fire circle around Harry to help him resist. Big spider approaching.

"Yeah." Ron patted his head. The light magic text and the fire curse combined in his hand to form a long flame. He followed the flame and shouted, "Harry, here I am". Li raised his head and chanted the curse in his direction, and the spider expelling curse knocked the eight-eyed giant spider flying behind Ron.

Ron rolled on the black stone.

"You found a good place," Ron said, and he calmed down and began to use the expulsion spell to help Harry check the gap.

"The good place is up there," Harry said dullly.

"Hi, Ron." Hermione's voice appeared above them, and Ron raised his head to see Hermione sitting sideways on the branches with their backs against the tree, smiling slyly. It suddenly occurred to him that the white flame was controlled by Hermione.

"Why did you run into the tree? It's not conducive to escape." Ron said.

"Oh, my expulsion spell is well practiced. Just practice the spell you found." Hermione said, standing on a high place with her hand on her forehead and looking into the distance. "I seem to see Collins and the others. Man. Let's hurry up!"

She lifted the spell, and the tip of her rod dexterously released red light. Harry and Ron also followed the stun spell. Soon, the big spider piled on the ground.

Hermione used a shock absorption charm to land smoothly. Then they headed in the direction Hermione had just pointed out, and encountered various magical animals along the way. "Wow!" After freezing a piece of Cornish elves with a freezing spell, Ron said in surprise, "I am coming The more I like it here."

Harry grinned, and that was true. If he just practiced the spell boringly, he would definitely not be able to bear this temperament. When he made the fastest progress, except for Professor Haipu's high-pressure training and Sirius's duel game, it was time in classroom 7.

They walked all the way forward and saw a poisonous horn beast taking a leisurely walk. This large rhino-like beast has thick gray skin that can defend against regular spells, and their horns are not only sharp, but they can also be injected with an explosive. Liquid, the three of them immediately hid behind the stone.

"Oh, go away." Ron whispered, staring at the little one next to the big poison horn beast. It should be a cub, much more lively than the adult poison horn beast. Vending desk.

After staring for a few minutes, the poisonous horned mother finally took the little poisonous horned beast away. They came out from behind the stone and picked a refreshing drink on the unmanned vending counter.

"I love this design." Ron said, taking two more bottles of Butterbeer and stuffing it into his pocket.

"It's fake." Harry reminded him, "It's just a memory, and it disappeared after going out. And the original intention was to supply ghosts in the school so that the kitchen doesn't have to store rotten food."

"I know," Ron shrugged, "but you can't ask for more in classroom 7. I mean, although Professor Flivy's memory will provide unique marshmallows after the duel, uh , You think you’re a fool every time you come out of there."

"It's a baboon who can only wave a stick." Hermione pursed her lips and smiled.

After spending some time, they used the direction spell to locate and successfully found Cedric's team.

"Need help?" Harry called from a distance.

"That couldn't be better." A voice said at their feet, startling them. Harry stared at the grey-green thing in front of him. It was Roger Davis lying on the ground. "what happened to you?"

"Obviously, I was poisoned to death by the tail hook of the Lionhead and Heliconia," Roger Davis said, lying on the ground, surrounded by a cloud of gray-green mist.

Harry looked at each other. Immediately rushed to help. Cedric and Collins were very embarrassed. The skin of the Sphinx and Helicopter could almost repel all known spells. Cedric kept transforming into chains and tried to entangle its legs. , And at the same time be careful to avoid the tail hooks that cut through the air.

Collins threw out a cloud of black mist, and at the same time, with the eye disease curse and the smooth slide, trying to limit this extremely dangerous beast.

Harry started to unleash a powerful disarming spell, and the dazzling red light hit the Helicopter. He didn't know if it worked, but he liked the spell, and he was trying to incorporate the magic text into it recently, but he hadn't succeeded. The Heliconia stepped back two steps, then flicked its tail hook, and the curse flew past Cedric's hair.

"A good way to say hello." Cedric said, and Harry grinned, using the magic text to create a water curse, and the water flow hit the scorpion tail like a cannonball. "It's useless." Cedric was just halfway through. , Hermione used the Frozen Charm together, and the scorpiontail quickly frozen.

"Are you okay?" Ron just ran over, holding Collins crumbling, Collins shook his head, just about to say something, suddenly opened his eyes.

"careful!"

A tail hook flashing with cold light penetrated Ron’s chest. Ron blinked unbelievably. He didn’t feel the pain, but the tail hook did pierce his chest. Harry and Hermione yelled and looked at him. Grace slowly fell...

Two minutes later, Ron sat on the ground, with a gray-green mist from his chest, similar to Roger's appearance before, and said to Collins joyfully, "Thank you for coming with me."

Collins rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't refuse the butter beer Ron handed over. Together they looked at Cedric, Harry, and Hermione who were still fighting in the distance.

Hermione used ancient magic to transform the golden flame into a flaming phoenix. He flew down and pecked the scorpiontail with a sharp beak. The scorpiontail's abdomen made a palpitating groan, and kept pulling the chain under his feet, making the tail hook messy. Dump. But with the cooperation of the three of them, Harry used an excellent quagmire spell, and the scorpion tail had even less range of movement.

The situation leaned towards the balance of victory, and Roger Davis in the distance also climbed over to watch the excitement up close, ready to cheer at victory, until another Sphinx and Helicopter came out from the depths of the forbidden forest. A small scorpion tail was also followed by the side.

The next picture is horrible. First, Harry was trampled to death by the rampaging Helicopter mother, and then Hermione. Just a minute later, six people sat on the ground under the gray-green fog, looking at the majestic Helicopter family. Going arrogantly.

"We are not to blame," Ron comforted them. "That was not a creature that we can deal with. It has a rating of 5x in the Ministry of Magic, and it is far more dangerous than the eight-eyed giant spider. It is better than those spiders."

"I hope the judges of the Ministry of Magic think so too." Roger Davis said. "But, uh, I heard that there is this thing in the Forbidden Forest, in the depths of the Forbidden Forest..."

"Yes," said Hermione, "Hagrid used the lion and heliconia to breed the snails."

The faces of Cedric and Roger Davis were very ugly.

"Don't worry, I don't think the Ministry of Magic will let us face an uncontrolled lion's head, lion and heliconia," Hermione said with certainty. "It's too dangerous. The book says that it only needs to sting you slightly. , It can kill you, and there is no reaction time. The Ministry of Magic will definitely learn the lessons of previous competitions, such as the one in 1792..."

"Has she always been like this?" Collins asked Ron in a low voice.

"Oh, uh." Ron shrugged and said stiffly, "Sounds reasonable, doesn't it?"

No one but Hermione felt that way, even though what she said was really what happened in history. They rested for a while, and waited until the mist on their bodies dispersed and separated. Cedric planned to ask Professor McGonagall's memory to ask about transfiguration, and Collins preferred to discuss the coordination of spells with Professor Flivy's memory.

Harry and the others stayed in classroom seven until the evening, until a group of ghosts passed by them.

"Hello, Nick." Harry greeted Nick "almost headless", the ghost of Gryffindor. "Is it time for dinner?"

The ghost stopped, "Yeah, you better hurry, or the food will be gone." He muttered to himself, looking at the tail of the ghost team, "I have to hurry too."

"Let's get out quickly," Ron said immediately, and he took the initiative to move forward. At this moment, Nick, who was almost headless, grabbed him. To be precise, Ron shivered straight through his arm.

"Oh, sorry, we'd better hide, and wait for her to pass..." said Nick, who was almost headless.

"Waiting for whom" Ron still wanted to ask. At this moment, Harry and Hermione held him one to the other, hiding in the mist. After two seconds, a short and chubby ghost passed in front of them. She was wearing a pair of thick, pearl-colored glasses. Harry guessed that these glasses were used to hide the acne on her face. While alive.

"It's Myrtle!"

"Shhh" Nick said nervously, almost headless, and put his transparent fingers to his lips. From Harry's perspective, whether it was Nick in front of him or Myrtle in the distance, they looked sneaky.

Myrtle was a poor ghost, and even though the brief few times were not pleasant to get along with, Harry felt sorry for her.

It's Voldemort's evil again. He stared at the distant figure of Myrtle and thought, this was the first murder committed by Voldemort, only through the eyes of the basilisk.

Harry's expression became heavy. Throughout May, he tried his best not to think about whether Voldemort was a matter of life or death. He made every effort to prepare for the third project. But when he was alone in a daze, he could not help but recall the information about Voldemort. . He accidentally saw Hermione's notes, which mentioned Voldemort's childhood. He didn't know where Hermione learned about it, and he didn't want to ask, it might be Professor Haipu.

If Hermione knew that he was interested in these things, she would definitely persuade herself not to think so much.

But Harry could not forget the notes in his notebook: he showed outstanding magical talent before enrolling; feared by his companions; withdrawn and indifferent; and... one day in 1937, he met Dumbledore when he was young and was allowed to enter Hogwarts reads.

How could Dumbledore fail to see Voldemort's disguise? Harry thought angrily, let him stay in the orphanage, maybe there would be nothing to do. Wu's Orphanage, is it called this name? Harry tried to recall that, thanks to Uncle Fernon having threatened him more than once to send him to the orphanage, he was no stranger to the name of the orphanage in Surrey.

But then he thought, Voldemort shouldn't live in Surrey, and he couldn't help being discouraged.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into the ice hole because Nick was in a hurry and stretched out his hand. He quickly backed away, while staying away from the ghost's outstretched arm, "What's the matter?"

"You were almost discovered." Nick, who was almost headless, said apologetically. They hid in the thick fog and listened to him explain: "Listen to me, the appearance of classroom 7 is the gospel of all the ghosts. We can taste it again. As far as the taste of the food is concerned, even though it is not comparable to when you were alive, after all, the taste is limited...but...it is already very good..."

"What does this have to do with Myrtle?" Ron asked puzzled, and quickly poked his head out of the thick fog. "She's gone."

"You know, as a ghost, she doesn't participate in group activities very much... She is too introverted, and she is brooding about her own death..." said the almost headless Nick. "We had a meeting, and the fat monk proposed that Avoid her when you come to Classroom 7 to avoid her being too depressed and not coming."

"You are really considerate." Ron said in a vague manner. He was frightened by Myrtle once in the second grade and fell directly into the entrance of the secret room. Of course, he took the initiative to jump off afterwards.

"Thank you." Nick, who was almost headless, said happily, waving goodbye to them.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione went out, discussing the matter along the way.

"They did it right, I mean, classroom seven is Hogwarts, and all ghosts have this power, don't they?" Hermione said.

"We just had some disagreements about Myrtle's character," Ron said. "Introverted? She is courageous in some ways..." He looked at Harry, and Harry immediately understood what he meant.

It is said that one of Myrtle’s hobbies is to sneak into the prefect’s bathroom to watch the male prefect take a shower. Ron once asked Cedric and Roger Davis enthusiastically about this question, um, it’s true. .

They walked out of Classroom 7 and came to the auditorium. Fortunately, it was time for the last meal. Roger Davis waved to them across the Hufflepuff table. Ron suddenly laughed with a "pouch", "Ouch." When I think of Myrtle, Harry grinned, feeling much better.

Hermione on the side looked at them unclearly. At this moment, a group of owl messengers flew in. The brown owls brought the Sunday Prophet and landed in front of Hermione. Hermione opened the newspaper and scanned it quickly.

"Any news?" Harry asked.

"OhLet me see..." Hermione lowered her head and said, "I actually want to see news about the'future world', but given the bad news before, no news is the best …Yes! Rita Skeeter’s new book is on sale, a biography of Regulus," she raised her head and said to Harry, "I should buy one and see what it says."

"When did you pay attention to her so much?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Oh, how should I put it," Hermione smiled brightly, "I found out that she still did some investigations, and there is probably one-tenth of the truth? You need to pick out the useful things."

Harry had to admit that there is some truth to this, because the "Future World" company was suddenly reviewed by the Ministry of Magic, under the name of "abusing Muggle objects" and "illegal modification of Muggle objects", and "has a tendency to expose the magical world." .

They were in a panic. They kept writing to Ron's father, Percy, Remus, and Sirius to inquire about the situation, but within a few days the matter disappeared. Instead, Fudge was revealed to have accepted a large amount of bribes, which involved several A pure blood family.

During that time, you can often see Fudge's clarification of fake news and news that new evidence was exposed in the same newspaper. After that, there was less and less news about the "Future World" company.