Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 62: Hermione’s speculation

　　 The farce of this duel club ended in Harry's amazing performance.

　　 After Maca stepped down, Lockhart immediately recovered from the embarrassment and frustration. I have to say that his face is really not so thick.

　　 "Okay, everyone see!" He slumped to the stage again and said, "This is a disarming spell—as you can see, I lost my wand— Ah, thank you, Miss Brown."

　　 He took the wand, then cleared his throat, and continued: "Yes, Maca. It’s a great idea to show everyone this! But don’t mind if I say that, you are coming just now The intention of such a hand is obvious. If I want to stop you, I don’t need to do anything about it. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, I might as well let them see..."

　　 Snape stared at Lockhart from the audience.

　　Maca doesn't matter, just let him talk about it, anyway, the next thing will have nothing to do with him.

　　 And not long afterward, Lockhart asked the students to start group practice.

　　 It didn’t take long for the scene to seem a bit uncontrollable...

　　 "My God, my God!" Lockhart said, jumping around in the crowd, watching the aftermath of the crowd's duel, "You stand up, Ernie... watch out, Miss Fawcett... squeeze hard. , The blood will stop immediately, Bout——"

　　 In order to stop the farce, Lockhart had to stop this failed attempt.

　　 "I think I'd better teach you some ‘how to stop unfriendly magic’."

　　 The scene was too chaotic.

　　 After Lockhart’s "speech", the scene eventually turned into a one-on-one presentation again—he and Snape were responsible for guiding them by the side.

　　 And the first pair is Malfoy and Harry.

　　 "Okay, Harry," Lockhart said, "When Draco points his wand at you, you do it."

　　 He raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to change a complicated pattern, but accidentally dropped it on the ground, and Snape sneered from the side.

　　 Lockhart hurriedly bent over and picked up the wand.

　　 "Oh-my wand is a bit over-excited."

　　 Snape approached Malfoy, lowered his head and whispered a few words to him, and then Malfoy sneered.

　　 "Professor, can you show me another way to stop the spell?" Harry looked up at Lockhart nervously.

　　 "Afraid?" Malfoy said in a low voice, preventing Lockhart from hearing it.

　　 "Let's dream!" Harry came in and out of these words from the corner of his mouth.

　　 Lockhart slapped Harry on the shoulder happily, and said with a smile: "Just do what I did, Harry!"

　　 "What do you do, drop the wand on the ground?" Harry couldn't help but spit out, but Lockhart apparently automatically filtered Harry's words.

　　As Lockhart began to count down, Harry had to raise his wand and focus as much as possible.

　　 "...Start!"

　　 Malfoy quickly raised his wand and yelled: "Oolong out of the cave!"

　　 With a burst of sound from the tip of the magic wand in his hand, a long black snake suddenly burst out of it and fell heavily on the floor between them.

　　 There is a slight black air between the scales of the black snake, its mouth is slightly open, and its fangs are sharp. It was facing Harry, his head raised high, and it seemed obviously ready to attack.

　　 The crowd screamed and quickly backed away to make room.

　　Maca also took a few steps back, hiding in the panicking crowd, making no sound.

　　 "Don't move, Potter." Snape said lazily.

　　 Obviously, he saw Harry standing motionless, staring at the angry snake with big eyes, and he felt very happy in his heart.

　　 "I'll get him away—" "Let me come!"

　　 Lockhart grabbed Snape's words, and his hand was sharp. He raised his wand and waved it at the black snake.

　　 Suddenly, only hearing a loud bang, the snake not only did not disappear, but jumped more than a foot high, and then fell heavily to the floor.

　　 It was furious, hissed and swam straight to the nearest Justin Finley. Immediately afterwards, it raised its head and exposed its fangs, as if it was about to launch an attack in the next second.

　　 Harry didn't understand why he did this, he didn't even realize that he decided to do it. He only knew that his legs moved forward automatically, as if stepping on casters, and then he stupidly shouted at the snake: "Leave him!"

　　 As soon as Harry's voice fell, the snake collapsed on the floor, as smooth as a pile of thick, black plastic water pipes, its eyes fixed on Harry.

　　 "Success?" Harry looked at the black snake in surprise.

　　 He immediately raised his head, looked at Justin, and grinned.

　　 Harry thought he would see a relaxed, confused, or grateful expression on Justin's face—not the anger and panic he is now.

　　 "What trick do you think you are playing!" Justin shouted.

　　 Before Harry could speak, he turned and rushed out of the auditorium.

　　 Snape waved his magic wand and eliminated the black snake. He looked at Harry with a deep expression. And around Harry, it was surrounded by the whispers of students among each other-it made him feel worse.

　　 "What's the matter?" Harry looked around suspiciously.

　　 Just then, Harry felt that someone was pulling his clothes.

　　 "Go!" Hermione walked up to Harry and whispered.

　　 When they turned around and wanted to call Ron, they found that he had left at some point.

　　 When Harry and Hermione hurried back to the Gryffindor common room, it took a long time to see Ron walk in through the doorway.

　　 "Ron, where have you been?" Hermione asked.

　　 While Harry sat in the armchair next to him, his head was slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

　　 "I'm going—" Ron looked at Hermione, a tangled look flashed across his face, and then took a breath again, as if he had made some decision.

　　 "...I went to find Maca." After all, he spoke out.

　　 "Going to find Maca again? After all—" Hermione was talking, but Ron was interrupted hurriedly.

　　 "Hermione, Harry...listen to me." Ron walked over to them, lowered his voice, "Remember when I saw Filch's cat hung on the wall that day?"

　　 "Oh, of course...but what's the matter?" Hermione asked curiously.

　　 Harry raised his head when he heard the words, waiting for Ron to continue speaking.

　　 "At that time, while you were watching the cats, I saw someone there at the corner behind!" Ron looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention here, and he said every word." Although I only saw the back of that person leaving, I'm sure it was Maca!"

　　 "Maca's robe is too characteristic, wide and big, I can't read it wrong."

　　 "Are you trying to say... Maca did it?" Harry said in disbelief.

　　 "No! It's impossible!" Hermione glared at Ron, and resolutely said, "He can't be the heir to the Chamber of Secrets!"

　　Maybe Hermione’s voice was too high. The second half of her sentence caught the attention of many people, and everyone turned around to stare at Harry.

　　 "Oh, sorry!" Hermione recovered and apologized to Harry.

　　 "No, it's nothing... It's just..." Harry shook his head, but his expression looked a little gloomy—he had been caring about it since he came back from the hall.

　　 Seeing Hermione's unbelief, Ron couldn't help feeling a moment of depression in his chest.

　　 "You...why don't you believe it! Didn't you see it during Harry's game last time!" Ron shouted, "Also, since the beginning of school this semester, Maca has been very wrong! "

　　 "That can't prove anything!" Hermione exploded immediately, and one of them couldn't help but shouted back, "I think Maca is controlled by Voldemort--"

　　 She immediately realized that something was wrong, and took the words back.

　　 "Speak down, Ron!" Hermione whispered, "Do you want everyone to know?"

　　 Ron turned his head and saw that many of his classmates looked towards him with horror, apparently startled by the word "Voldemort" by Hermione.

　　 "It's not because of you..." Ron muttered in a low voice.

　　 "That...Hermione, you just said...what happened to Maca being Voldemort?" Harry asked hurriedly.

　　 "...I'm not sure yet," she said complicatedly~IndoMTL.com~ But I think Maca has become abnormal since the end of last semester. "

　　 "You should know that when Maca came back, I was the first to see him. I also told you before that Voldemort was attached to Quirrell and instigated Quirrell to steal the magic stone. Of."

　　 Harry and Ron both nodded.

　　 "What happened to Voldemort in the end, only Maca and Professor Dumbledore know, but—"

　　 Hermione said as she spoke, and again recalled the expression of Maca at that time, she couldn't help but pursed her lips, with an unspeakable expression on her face.

　　 "But when Maca came back, he looked... weird." Hermione found it difficult to describe herself in words, "I think Voldemort might have escaped."

　　 "Oh—" Ron and Harry glanced at each other with a touch of amazement on their faces.

　　 "Looking at Maca's status this semester, I think he might be subjected to some black magic..." Hermione said the more and more this kind of speculation made sense, "It's really possible! You know, Dumbledore was there at the time! When he came back, he didn't bring Quirrell, let alone Voldemort..."

　　 "If it weren't for..." She lowered her eyes, a little frustrated, "If it wasn't for Maca to save me--"

　　 "That is to say, Maca snatched the Philosopher's Stone, but maybe he was also hit by the dark magic of the mysterious man..." Ron, who had heard enough of Voldemort's horror legend since he was a child, even his name Dare to mention it.

　　, Harry was stunned again.

　　 His attention was not attracted by Voldemort, but by the word "black magic", which evoked some memories.

　　 "Ron, Hermione," Harry thought for a while, "I think maybe we can check it with our own eyes."