Chapter 160： Get information

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Chapter 160

He immediately said arrogantly, "He won't be able to cover up for long, and my dad won't let him succeed. The students are on vacation again, and the news spread quickly."

"He will be kicked out of the school soon. My dad always said that Dumbledore being the principal is a disgrace to Hogwarts. He likes Muggles. A tǐmiàn principal would not let a stupid like Crevey into the school ."

Harry and Ron's eyes turned wildly, and they really had a conspiracy. The Death Eater Lucius was really trying to deal with Dumbledore. They wanted to drive Dumbledore out of the academy, and they would do it during this time.

Malfoy pretended to be holding a camera and started taking pictures, imitating Colin's timid look, "Potter, I am your fan, can I take a picture of you? Potter, can I have your autograph? Potter, can I lick your shoes? Please, Potter." He said more and more ridiculously.

Malfoy's eyes turned to Ron and Harry. They immediately forced Zìjǐ to squeeze an awkward smile on their faces, but Malfoy seemed quite satisfied with it. Perhaps Gore and Crabbe always reacted so slowly.

"The savior Potter is a friend of the Mudblood." Malfoy said casually. "He is also a person who has no sense of honour as a wizard, otherwise he should draw a clear line from the Mudblood. People even say that he is the heir of Slytherin, this how is this possible."

Harry and Ron held their breath, děngdài told Malfoy that he was the heir. However, this did not happen.

"I wish I knew who the heir was," Malfoy said rudely, "so that I can help him."

Harry and Ron opened their mouths, looking stupid than the usual Crabbe and Gore. Malfoy is not the heir, so who is the heir?

"But even if I don't know who he is, I can still help him. I know what he is afraid of." Malfoy continued to spread fear,

"He hasn't killed anyone yet. I know he is afraid of Dumbledore, but soon he won't have to be afraid. Dumbledore will be kicked out of the academy, and he will soon be able to fight."

Harry and Ron's mouths grew bigger, like being stuffed into a goose egg, just stuck in their mouths, keeping their mouths from ear to ear.

Malfoy was very satisfied with Gore and Crabbe's surprise, and continued to show off.

"Of course, this still needs to be kept secret. When the secret room was opened last time, one mudblood died. This time two mudbloods have entered yīyuàn. As long as Dumbledore is fired, the heir can kill more. Mudblood. I hope Granger will suffer next."

Hermione under the invisibility cloak wanted to give Malfoy a curse, but she still wanted more information, and could only endure Malfoy's disgusting tone and the look that made people want to step on it.

Ron clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. Harry had to quickly hint that he was calm, and hurriedly asked Malfoy, "Who is the snake-like voice in Slytherin? Who opened the secret room and released the basilisk last time?"

Malfoy looked at them unexpectedly, "Even you guys can guess this. Is it so obvious!"

But he immediately turned his head and said, "It's really obvious, so how could someone reveal that zìjǐ is a snakeboy, so that everyone knows he is the heir. Except for the stupid Potter, who is not worthy of his name, everyone will call zìjǐ a snakeboy. Hidden away, only Potter would dare to do anything just to be famous."

Ron wanted to punch Malfoy in the nose even more. Malfoy was obviously talking nonsense. Harry was known to be a snake-like voice because of his attack. It was he who summoned a snake to attack Harry, so that Harry exposed the ability of the snake-like voice.

And now it came to his mouth, it turned out that Harry took the initiative to pretend that Zìjǐ is the heir of Slytherin in order to show off and for fame. This is really a rhetoric, inverting black and white.

Harry didn't mind Malfoy's grudges and nonsense against him, and continued to ask, "You must know some other things, know who manipulated this yīqiē."

Malfoy raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Of course, I know more than you do. It is only natural for you to think so. But there are some things that cannot be said without success. This is what every Slytherin does. I should understand."

He glanced at Gore and Crabbe, turned his face again, and muttered to himself, "Maybe these two fools are the exception."

Malfoy had a brain at the most critical moment, which made Harry and Ron a little crazy, they couldn't wait to go up and pinch his neck, forcing him to say everything. Name who is conspiring to overthrow Dumbledore and who is most likely to be the heir.

Fortunately, Malfoy's brain can't resist the instinct to show off after all. He continued, "The secret room was too early. The last time I opened it was fifty years ago, my dad was not born yet."

"Although he knows, he doesn't intend to tell me. He told me not to show my face and let the heirs of Slytherin attract everyone's attention. He has a lot to do, not only to contact the director to impeach Dumbledore, but also to guard against magic Ministry’s investigation."

"Last week, the **** Ministry of Magic also checked our manor." Malfoy said outrageously.

"These lowly wizards dare to offend the ancient Malfoy family. Fortunately, they can't find anything. Some valuable treasures of my father are hidden in the secret place of our house. They will pay for it someday. ."

"That!" Ron was about to speak Malfoy and Harry both looked at him in surprise.

His hair began to change color and his nose slowly grew longer. The time for the recurrence of the decoction has come, and Ron is changing back to zìjǐ. Harry watched Ron staring at Zìjǐ in horror, knowing that Zìjǐ was also returning to its original state.

They had to get out of here right away. They jumped up and ran out the door, "I'll get medicine for my stomachache." Ron made a vague voice. They quickly rushed through the Slytherin common room, rushed out of the stone wall, and ran wildly along the corridor.

They didn't dare to see if Malfoy had followed, they only knew that they couldn't get back to the original state here.

Harry already felt that Zìjǐ's feet had become smaller, and the shoes began to drag and hung on his feet, his body was shrinking, the clothes were dragging on him, and he had to pick up the clothes.

They rushed all the way up the steps and entered the dark hallway, hearing the dull clash of the cabinet holding Gore and Crabbe. They threw their shoes at the door of the cabinet, dragged some loose socks, rushed up the marble steps, and ran to the bathroom where the crying myrtle was.

(To be continued.)