Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 69: Haze bursts

　　 "Whoever the basilisk looks at will die. But no one here died-because none of them looked directly at it!"

　　 Having said that, Harry looked at the page of paper in his hand eagerly, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt his heart brightened.

　　 "The rooster's cry is also deadly to it!" he said loudly, "Hagrid's roosters have been killed! Once the secret room is opened, the heirs of Slytherin never want roosters near the castle. Exist!"

　　 "But how can the basilisk crawl around?" Ron said, "An ugly snake, someone will definitely see it!"

　　 Harry pointed to the two words scribbled under the paper.

　　 "Pipe!" He said, "Ron, it has been moving in the pipe. I always hear that sound inside the wall..."

　　Ron grabbed Harry by the arm.

　　 "The entrance to the secret room!" He said hoarsely, "Maybe it's in a bathroom? Maybe it's—"

　　 "Crying Myrtle's bathroom!" Harry said.

　　"This means," said Harry, "I am not the only one who knows the vibes in this school. The heirs of Slytherin also know, so they can always control the basilisk."

　　 "Oh, yes..." Ron was excited, but after a while he put on an angry and feeble expression.

　　 "Yes, but even if we know this, what can we do... I think we have to go to Professor McGonagall."

　　 "Yes, let's go to the staff lounge," Harry said, and it started to rain. "She will be there in ten minutes. Class will be over soon."

　　 "No matter who the heir is, you can't go wrong first!" Harry said firmly.

　　 After that, the two rushed downstairs.

　　 They didn't want Professor McGonagall to find them wandering in another corridor, so he walked directly into the empty faculty lounge.

　　 This is a large room with wooden panels on all sides, filled with black wooden chairs. Harry and Ron paced around inside, too excited to sit down.

　　 However, the bell for the end of get out of class has not ringed.

　　 On the contrary, Professor McGonagall’s voice echoed in the corridor, magnified many times by magic.

　　 "All students immediately return to their dormitories, and all teachers return to the staff lounge! Please act now!"

　　 Harry turned around abruptly and glared at Ron.

　　 "Did something happen again? At this time?"

　　 "Maca! It must be him!" Ron said, "I'm going to find him!"

　　 "Don't just jump to conclusions, Ron." Harry said, searching around.

　　 There is an ugly closet on his left, which is full of robes that the teacher wears in class.

　　 "Hide in here. We listen to what's going on, and then tell them our findings."

　　 They hid in the closet and heard the footsteps of hundreds of people walking upstairs. Then, the door of the staff lounge was pushed open heavily. Through the layers of musty robes, Harry and Ron looked at the teachers who walked into the room, some of them looked confused, some of them frightened.

　　 Then, Professor McGonagall arrived.

　　 "Something happened again," she said to the silent teachers in the room, "A student was kidnapped by a monster. Taken directly into the secret room."

　　Professor Flitwick let out a scream, and Professor Sprout slammed his mouth with his hands.

　　 and Snape grabbed the back of a chair tightly and asked, "How can you be sure?"

　　"Slytherin's heir," said Professor McGonagall, who was very pale, "there is another line of words. Just below the last paragraph, it says: Her bones will remain in the secret room forever. "

　　 Professor Flitwick couldn't help crying.

　　 "Who is it?" Madam Hooch softened her knees and slumped in a chair. "Which student is it?"

　　 "Ginny Weasley." Professor McGonagall said.

　　 Harry felt Ron fall silently on the floor of the closet beside him.

　　 "We must send all the students home tomorrow," Professor McGonagall said, "This is the end of Hogwarts. Dumbledore used to say..."

　　 The door to the staff lounge was knocked open again.

　　 Ron, who fell on the floor of the closet, even thought it was Maca, but it turned out that Lockhart was still smiling.

　　 "Sorry, I'm late..."

　　 He didn't seem to notice, the other teachers all stared at him with a look of hatred.

　　 Snape took a step forward.

　　"The solver is here," he said, "This is the man. Lockhart, a girl was taken away by a monster. She was taken into the secret room-it's finally time for you to show your glory."

　　 He thought that Lockhart would be panicked because of this, but to his surprise, Lockhart still maintained his glamorous and calm expression.

　　 "Yes, of course... I'll go to the office to make preparations." Lockhart smiled and left the faculty lounge in the strange eyes of the professors.

　　……

　　 When Lockhart hurried back to the third floor and pushed open the door of his office, the smile on his face immediately collapsed.

　　 "Oh-my God!" He closed the office door and said toward the desk, "Do you really want me to go to the secret room to deal with that horrible basilisk... I mean, since you are early I know my secret..."

　　 "Actually, I don't want it either."

　　In the armchair next to the desk, an expressionless teenager is reclining on the backrest. The cuff of his left arm was rolled up, and there was a large abrasion on his forearm, and blood was faintly bleeding at this moment.

　　 This young man is holding a ball of cotton wool with tweezers in his right hand, and is applying a light green liquid medicine to his wound!

　　 "You can see that the basilisk is really not easy to deal with, and finally let it slip away."

　　 "But Professor Lockhart, you don't have to worry too much. Although the basilisk can slow down its growth by dormancy, it doesn't stop its growth after all," said the boy, "it is too old, and it can't bear it now. A minor injury, even one eye is blind, it won’t be too dangerous."

　　"...Isn't this a novel material delivered to your door?"

　　 Lockhart nodded hard, but then muttered, "Isn't there another eye..."

　　At this time, the boy put the tweezers in his hand on the table, took out a roll of bandage and wrapped it around his arm, he said while wrapping it.

　　 "I will follow, I need experimental material, and you need novel material, isn't it right?" He said, "You don't need to do anything, you don't need to recite a spell to achieve your goal. Is there anything better than this?"

　　 "Okay, okay! Even if you don't say so much, I have to do it..." Lockhart shook his head and said, "It's really hard to believe that you are in second grade this year."

　　 "As long as you are focused enough," the boy lowered his sleeves, then raised his head to look at Lockhart and said, "Your Forgotten Curse must be a master, isn't it?"

　　 "It's not blocked by you yet."

　　The boy walked to the door and opened the door of the office.

　　 "Because my focus is magic, and your focus is opportunism."

　　 After that, he walked away quickly.

　　 Lockhart looked at the slowly closing office door, and muttered: "Maca McLean... McLean, is this an ancient family of pure-blood wizards? Why doesn't it seem to have been heard of?" /

　　……

　　At this moment, the deans of the colleges are going to inform the students of what happened. This has to tell them that the Hogwarts Express will take them home early tomorrow morning.

　　 and other teachers have to make sure not to let a student stay outside the dorm.

　　 The teachers stood up and left one by one.

　　 This is probably the hardest day in Harry's life. He, Ron, Fred, and George sat in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, and no one could say a word. Percy was not there, he sent an owl to deliver a letter to Mrs. Weasley, and then locked himself in the dormitory.

　　 Never has an afternoon passed so slowly as it is today, and Gryffindor Building has never been so crowded and quiet as it is now.

　　 When the sun was about to set, Fred and George couldn't sit still anymore, so they went back to the dormitory to sleep.

　　 "Ginny must know something, Harry." Ron said, this is the first time he talked after they hid in the closet of the staff lounge~IndoMTL.com~so she was taken away... It has nothing to do with Percy's stupid things. She must have discovered something related to the secret room... Maybe she met Maca! It must be so, so she will—"

　　 Ron rubbed his eyes desperately, and his face gradually became angry, "I mean, she is a purebred, she was not in her turn! There can be no other reason here!"

　　 Harry could see the sun as red as blood, gradually sinking below the horizon.

　　 He has never been so sad in his heart. Even if they can do something. Whatever it is.

　　 "Harry," Ron said, "Do you think she might not have—you know—"

　　 Harry looked at Ron for a while with anger, then at a loss of frustration, not knowing what to say for a while.

　　Although Harry always felt that he could not easily doubt his friends without evidence. But Maca's various behaviors this semester were so suspicious that he had to feel a sense of depression.

　　 "I think we should go to Lockhart and tell him what we know." Ron said suddenly, "Isn't he going to enter the secret room? We can tell him where we think the secret room is and tell him In his secret room is a basilisk!"

　　 Harry couldn't think of another way, but he wanted to do something, so he nodded and agreed to Ron's proposal.

　　 The Gryffindor students around them were in a sad mood and felt sorry for the Weasley brothers, so when Harry and Ron got up through the room and drilled out of the portrait hole, no one tried to stop them .

　　 When they went downstairs to Lockhart's office, they noticed that the corridor was getting a little dark.

　　 The night has fallen...