Chapter 125

"What's the matter, headmaster albus!" That's Mrs. Pomfrey's voice.

Harry took a furtive look, and Dumbledore brought in Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and two of his entourage to bring in a unit price.

The man on the stretcher was thin and small, with a Muggle camera in his hand.

"Colin?" Harry quickly covered his mouth and closed his eyes. Colin was just lying on the bed.

"Another attack," Dumbledore said. "Filch found him on the stairs, and by then he had been petrified, like Mrs. loris."

"Here's a bunch of grapes," Professor McGonagall said, taking a bunch of grapes from Colin's hand. "We think he's trying to sneak in to see Harry."

The three of them were staring at Colin. Then Dumbledore inclined Colin to pull the camera out of his grip.

"You don't think he wanted to take a picture of the attacker?" Professor McGonagall asked eagerly.

Dumbledore did not answer. He pried open the back of the camera.

A puff of gas hissed from the camera. Harry smelled the sour smell of burning plastic from three beds away.

"What does that mean?" Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with concern.

"It shows Hogwarts is no longer safe! " Dumbledore's voice was a little heavy.

"Does that chamber really exist?" Said Madame Pomfrey, trembling.

"Yes Don't forget that it was opened once 50 years ago, and it was... "

Harry wanted to hear, but Dumbledore lowered his voice deliberately, which made him feel very upset.

"What should we do, Albus, after all, we haven't found this legendary chamber of Secrets yet." Professor McGonagall's voice trembled. You can see that Professor McGonagall is very worried about this matter!

"To tell you the truth, Mileva!" Dumbledore sighed, "tell them our Hogwarts are no longer safe!"

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"What else did Dumbledore say?" Fanlin quickly asked, they are in a place to prepare magic medicine, guidro's efficiency is still very high, the next morning, they need the magic medicine sent.

"No, their voices were very low. I didn't hear them clearly. And wood began to hum again last night. After all, even if wood gave up all resistance, my coma spell would not last long!" Harry spread out his hand and said that he only knew so much.

The next morning, Dumbledore announced the news, asking everyone not to be allowed to act alone in the castle at any time.

"Well, I have one more question!" Ron leaned against a door plank. "Do we have to hide here in the daytime to make potions? It's a ladies' room

"We have to speed up. Didn't Dumbledore say Colin was attacked?" Hermione rolled her eyes. In front of her, there was a crucible made by Vaseline, which was filled with white smoke. From time to time, Hermione put all kinds of herbs bought back into it.

"What's more, you don't have to worry about whether it can be discovered. You know, this is an abandoned women's toilet. With her there, no one will come here!"

"Who?" Three boys asked, there is no one here, except four of them.

"It's me!" A slightly familiar voice came from behind Ron.

Ron was startled and turned around. The crying Myrtle was floating behind him.

"Hello. Myrtle, I'm glad to see you here Van Lin laughed two times and then looked at Hermione in surprise. You know, Hermione and myrtle have made a little unhappy. He doesn't know how Hermione persuades myrtle and then takes three boys to boil potions in the women's toilet!

"Nice to meet you here, especially you, Harry!" Myrtle leaned shyly towards Harry, which made Harry's whole body a little stiff.

"I was wandering in the sewer, but when I heard you calling me, I came out!"

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Myrtle!" Harry laughed dryly. Half of his body was numb now. Myrtle was too cold.

"No, no!" Myrtle was very intoxicated and rubbed, "I'm glad you can come with me. In fact, I'm very welcome to share a toilet with me After death

"Er..." All of them were not talking. For a moment, they were embarrassed.

Thank you, Myrtle Fanlin said with a little embarrassment, Myrtle's words really let them not flatter.

"Ha ha..." Myrtle, with a sharp smile, hovered over the women's room, then plunged into a toilet not far away, splashing all over the wall.

"In fact, I think we're making a pretty bad decision here." Ron watched Myrtle's vanishing toilet carefully. He thought it was terrible.

"Er..." Hermione nodded approvingly. "I also think, but there is no other place for us to prepare this potion. You know, Mr. filch is frantically patrolling around Hogwarts these days. As long as he catches the single student, he will take him to his office. He thinks everyone is a murderer, not just Harry!""My God..." Ron grabs his hair in a frenzy. "Come on, Hermione, we need to speed up. We need evidence to prove Malfoy, so we can end this damn thing."

"I know, Ron..." Hermione said impatiently, "but the potion is too difficult. I've been very quick. You know, I haven't been exposed to high-level potions except for making some simple potions ingredients!"

"Well, don't make any more noise." Van Lin quickly stopped the bickering. "Ron, I think you should let Hermione prepare the potion quietly instead of fighting with Hermione!"

"All right." Ron sat glumly on a sink, not talking, but he looked a little depressed.

"Harry, I ask you, are you sure that the door of this chamber was really opened fifty years ago?"

"Yes, that's what Dumbledore said, and dobby!" Harry nodded for sure.

"Well, in that case, I think we should ask the house elves in this school!"

"House elves in school?" Harry and Hermione spoke in unison.

"Of course, you don't think the food we eat is made out of magic."

"They're in the kitchen, underground, under the public area of hefpaff!" Van Lin said, speechless

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