Chapter 157： action

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Chapter 157

Harry and Ron looked at them in disbelief. This is also called a solution? This can't even fool a fool.

"Hermione, I think this plan is a bit too simple." Harry had no confidence in this simple plan too simple.

"If it is discovered by Crabbe and Gore, this may cause big trouble." Ron also thought this was too risky.

Hermione’s eyes were unwavering and indisputable, just like Professor McGonagall’s decision after he made the decision, “Without Gore and Crabbe’s hair, the recurrence decoction would not work.” She was categorical. Say, "You have decided to investigate Malfoy, haven't you?"

"Oh, all right." Harry said helplessly, and continued, "Then what do you do? Whose hair are you going to pull?"

"I have better arrangements." Hermione said happily, "I will follow you with the invisibility cloak. I can watch you, and I can also help you prevent leaks. If you are found, I can help you after you break. Stop the pursuit."

Harry looked at Hermione for a while, and really didn't have the courage to say that the Invisibility Cloak was actually his, but considering this arrangement as a remedy, even if the plan went wrong, it would not become out of control.

"That's not bad." He said discouragedly.

Hermione hurried to check the compound decoction again, and Ron's face was helpless, "Except for the remedial measures of the last invisibility cloak, other plans are worrying."

By this time, Harry and Ron also had to catch the ducks on the shelves. However, the development of the situation surprised them, and it may be like prescribing the right medicine, depending on people's moves. The first phase of action was like Hermione's hypothesis, and it went incredibly smoothly.

They had Christmas tea, sneaked into the hall outside the auditorium, and guarded the intersection where Gore and Crabbe were about to come out. Gore and Crabbe, who were still waiting alone at the Slytherin table, ate and drank. After Gore and Crabbe ate all the rest on the table, they finally walked out of the auditorium with unsatisfactory meaning.

At this moment, Harry put the medicated chocolate cake on the side of the most conspicuous railing. Then he and Ron hid behind a pair of armor beside the main entrance.

"They won't really eat?" Harry still didn't believe it. How could this happen, not to mention that Gore and Crabbe's mouth swept the entire Slytherin table, and they could continue to eat. ?

"They are really too stupid." Ron said in disbelief.

He saw Crabbe and Gore and immediately jumped on the cake and grabbed it in his hand. Don't mind why the cake appeared, whether it might be dangerous. They grinned, stuffed the whole cake into the big mouth at once, chewing greedily, with triumphant, unsatisfied expressions on their faces.

Hypnotics work well, and they don't even react more. As the cake was swallowed, they fell back and lay on the floor under the stairs.

It was not easy to move the two burly little fat guys into the cabinet and hide them. It took Harry and Ron a lot of effort to put Gore and Crabbe between the mop and the bucket.

Finally there was time to pull the hair from Gore and Crabbe, and the greasy hair of the two fools caused a nausea in Harry and Ron. They shùnbiàn stole the stinky shoes of Gore and Crabbe, and they couldn't put on their original shoes after transforming.

Finally, after solving this yīqiē, they quickly ran back to the bathroom where the crying Myrtle was, but this was only the beginning.

Hermione was just like the terrible wizard in gùshì, her entire body enveloped in thick black smoke. Her petite figure, bending over, stirred the cauldron in the small single room with something. Ron and Harry shuddered as if they had seen the witch in gùshì.

This scene made them tremble, afraid to speak loudly, and could only yell softly, "Hermione!"

Fortunately, there was no accident. Hermione Granger, who looked normal, walked out of the smoke. Her face was shining, a little worried. Behind her was a thick soup with bubbles and gurgling noises, and two flat-bottomed glass cups were placed on the toilet seat on the side.

"Is it done?" Hermione asked nervously.

"Yīqiē goes well." Harry and Ron showed the hair in their hands.

"Everything is ready. I took out the change of clothes for Gore and Crabbe from the laundry." Hermione said, picking up a cloth bag and gestured, "Wait for you to become Gole and Crabbe, changing into Slytherin. Clothes."

The three of them returned their eyes to the cauldron. The finished compound decoction is like black mud, with bubbles from time to time. Everyone is muttering in their hearts, can this thing be drunk?

"I believe that there is no problem in every link I deal with." Hermione cheered zìjǐ and resolutely said, but then turned over the smudged introduction on "Powerful Potion" with some confidence, "Look, It is exactly the same as described in the book. After you drink it, you can become someone else for an entire hour."

"Can I regret it?" Ron asked discouragedly.

"Of course not," Hermione said categorically. "Let's divide it into two parts and add the hair."

Hermione used a large long-handled spoon to scoop up puddles of mud from the cauldron and pour them into different glasses.

After the sludge in the glass was added to the hair, there was a sneer, tumbling with surging bubbles. After a second, it turned into an ugly color.

"Can't you really regret it?" Harry looked at this unreliable khaki potion, and had no intention of interrogating Malfoy anymore Who likes to find Malfoy to find Malfoy, Does this thing really cause problems after drinking it?

Ron also looked at Hermione expectantly. He spoke with embarrassment, but his face was full of expressions of being abandoned by his master, asking Hermione for pity.

Hermione akimbo her arms and reprimanded loudly, "Of course not. We have worked so hard to discover the truth soon, and Malfoy will be solved soon. How can I regret it now and give me the potion to drink, immediately ,immediately."

Ron couldn't help muttering in his heart, "You don't drink anymore," but he knew that it was all up to now, and he could only fight for the last time.

"Well, we are in a private room, first get the clothes, and change clothes after the transformation." Harry also knew that the regret at the last minute can only be thought about, after doing so many things, regretting will only be more unwilling.

Harry pinched his nose, closed his eyes, afraid to look, afraid to smell the sludge potion in his hand. He opened his mouth wide, poured all the medicine into his stomach in one mouthful, and did not dare to aftertaste and swallow it immediately. He didn't taste the smell, but couldn't help but burp, and a strange smell almost made him vomit.

(To be continued.)