Chapter 123： Who is acting for

Chapter 123

Hermione's eyes were uncertain, and she looked around carefully, she was not willing to take too many dangerous adventures. But her friends are here now, and she can only choose to stand with her friends at any time.

Right here, a low cheer came from a distance, and the banquet was over. As soon as the banquet was over, the sound of hundreds of feet stepping on the stairs immediately sounded at both ends of the corridor. It was the students returning to the dormitory after the dinner.

After they had enough water and food, they talked and laughed easily and cheerfully. Following the excitement of the party, the students pushed and squeezed into the aisle from downstairs.

When the people going upstairs saw the scary cat hanging upside down, all the noise, all the cheers and laughter. Suddenly, immediately, everything disappeared.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and George stood in the middle of the corridor to protect the scene, and the students quietly rushed up to watch the terrible scene.

In this silence, someone broke the silence loudly.

"Enemies of the heirs, watch out! You are next, Mudblood." It was Draco Malfoy.

He squeezed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes were inexplicable, and his face revealed a malicious sneer. His pale face flushed with excitement, he looked at the stiff cat pinned there with a ferocious grin on his face.

"Pay attention to your words, unless you want to cause trouble." George was a little dissatisfied with Malfoy's panic spread. Does this idiot have to be so happy?

Only then did Malfoy suppress his cruel grin. He knew he couldn't provoke George, and he wouldn't be so stupid that he would provoke George for a little thing. However, seeing other people's panic always makes him satisfied. This is a powerful force, and this is a terrible deterrent.

"What's going on, what's going on, why are you around here?"

Filch was attracted by Malfoy's shout, and he felt unhappy when he saw so many students surrounded. As long as you see students gathered around, there is no good thing. It should be said that as long as you see students, there is no good thing.

He squeezed through the crowd with his shoulders, and the feeling of being crowded with students made him sick, and his heart was full of anger.

Then, like a bucket of ice water drenching him from head to toe, he saw the stiff Lady Loris. He stumbled back a few steps, horrified, and unbelievably tore his face with his hands.

"My cat, my cat, what happened to my Mrs. Loris." he screamed. "What did you do to her?"

He was hoarse, his eyes were cracked, and suddenly, his bursting eyes saw Harry.

"It's you." He screamed, "It was you, you killed my cat, you killed her, I want to kill you, I want to..."

"Stop! Filch!" Dumbledore also rushed to the scene. After the Halloween party, he spent a little time arranging the cleaning of the auditorium.

But at this time, he and many other teachers also rushed over. He is the principal of the school and he is responsible for everything in the school.

He walked straight past Harry, Ron, Hermione, and George, and lowered Mrs. Loris from the torch holder.

"Come with me, Filch." He turned his head and said to Filch.

"And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Soros, Miss Granger."

Lockhart also hurried forward. "Go to my office, it's next to here, upstairs, you're welcome."

"Thank you, Guidro." Dumbledore agreed immediately.

The silent students separated to the two sides and let them pass quietly.

Lockhart was very happy, very excited, and his face was vivid. Finally something happened in the college, maybe he just happened to be able to solve it. In this case, it will be a great best-selling book, "I Walk with Hogwarts", which should have a good title.

During this period of time, the communication with other teachers was not smooth. They didn't understand how good I was, and even the students' admiration for him didn't have the initial enthusiasm, which made him do something special.

As he thought, he followed closely behind Dumbledore, followed by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.

When they walked into Lockhart's dark office, there was a commotion on the wall. The walls of the office are full of Lockhart's own photos, in all kinds, clothes, and occasions.

But now, Lockhart in these photos also seems to know something has happened, and hides in a panic.

At this time, the real Lockhart lit the candle on the table, and the dim candlelight brought a ray of light to the office and dispelled the darkness.

Dumbledore began to examine the stiff Lady Loris on the clean table.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were a little nervous and they exchanged glances carefully.

George was more interested in Dumbledore's actions and stared at Dumbledore's methods intently.

The tip of Dumbledore’s long hooked nose almost touched the hair on Mrs. Loris’s body. He carefully inspected it through the half-moon-shaped transparent spectacles, and his slender fingers were poking here and stabbing for a while. Poke there. Professor McGonagall bent over, his face almost touching the cat, and squinted his eyes carefully.

Snape stood behind them, a little distanced, half of his body shrank in the shadows, looking deep, with a strange expression on his face, as if trying to restrain himself from laughing. Lockhart wandered around Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, and kept pointing and making suggestions.

George has turned his gaze away, no matter who Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are acting for, their acting skills are pretty bad. UU read when he was in the corridor, and he estimated the means that the cat suffered far away.

And Dumbledore's inspection, purely like a mischievous child, seemed very sloppy, performing neither professionally nor professionally.

"I think it was a curse that killed it. It should be a curse of transformation and torture. I have seen people use this spell many times. It's a pity that I was not there at the time. I happened to know the solution to this spell. , I can save it..." Lockhart said endlessly. He didn't know how to save the cat, but he wouldn't give up attracting everyone's attention.

Filch let out a dry howl, he collapsed on a chair next to the table, covering his face with his hand, he did not dare to see Mrs. Loris.

Although Harry hated Filch, there was a hint of sympathy when he looked at him at this time. But he was more sympathetic to himself, hoping that Dumbledore would not be so stupid to believe Filch's nonsense.

Here, Dumbledore muttered some strange words in a low voice, like a spell, and it didn't seem to be. Then he knocked Mrs. Loris with his wand, but there was no response.

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