Frost Wings

"Yo! Raven, I heard that you are the catalogue of Hogwarts. There are no books in various places in this school that you don't know about?"

Ron looked at the dictionary in front of Baihe with an expression of admiration.

He calmly glanced at the contents of the eye book, the history of magic in the Middle Ages in Russia, which was a big book at a glance.

"If you're ugly, you need to read more, and I can't help it." Baihe raised his head: "Ron, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, it's so late, what's the matter?"

The three looked at each other and seemed a little hesitant.

Or Harry Potter raised his head:

"Something. Raven, you are in danger now."

"Is it dangerous? Are you talking about the secret room?" Bai He lowered his head, showing a lack of interest: "Who is not in danger now? I am here every day, and when I go out, I am with the big army, how can danger find it? What about me?"

"Danger will come to you soon." Harry suddenly became excited and took out a photo: "Look, what is written on it?"

Bai He glanced at the photo, and there were **** large characters painted on one wall:

My enemy, Raven White, you will die without a corpse!

Clumsy diversion and provocation, although most of the time it's useful.

However, what she expresses can be regarded as genuine feelings.

Bai He shook his head secretly, but pretended to be in a daze, he looked at Harry, who was gasping for breath, and shook his head dumbly: "Uh~ Harry, I believe it's not you, I didn't offend you. "

"Huh!" Harry let out a long sigh. Bai He's words didn't give him any comfort—even though because of what happened in the fighting club in the first half of the year, few people in the school really believed him, and he forced him to let him go. He calmed down: "Listen to me, Raven, have you offended anyone?"

"Yes, Mr. White." Hermione Granger interjected: "This matter threatens the safety of the entire school. Someone has opened the secret room. If the writing on this reveals the true thoughts of this person, it means this' Descendants of Slytherin' may well be one of your enemies."

She stared at Bai He closely, trying to create a huge mental pressure.

"Enemies? I don't have any enemies, I've been sitting here all the time." Xiaobaihe was really overwhelmed by this huge mental pressure, he lowered his head, blushed and said, "I've never offended anyone. They all know that, You should know too."

"We all know." Hermione took a deep breath. "But..."

"Little Raven! You must think about it! The Ministry of Magic is coming! They said Hagrid was the murderer who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, and they're going to take him away!" Ron slapped the table.

Bai He lay on the table in 'pain', buried his face in the pages of the book, and almost cried: "I don't know! I don't know! I really don't know! Mr. Potter! Harry! I didn't offend you. !"

"Hey! Be quiet." Harry waved his hand, stood up, and took a deep breath: "You calm down first, Ron, Hermione, let's go."

The world can't stay anymore.

Bai He watched them leave silently, and when he saw the trembling shadow behind the three, he realized.

It's just a pity that the Forbidden Forest is a good place for jungle farming.

By the way, Hagrid's not here.

After thinking for a while, he found out the compound decoction, and contacted the Forbidden Forest through the soul contract communication that requires a lot of energy to activate:

Open the ring to kill, until all are killed.

He gave the order and at the same time took out a bottle of compound decoction.

Bloody rain tonight.

He turned off the lights, squinting scarlet eyes in the dark and smiling.

……

"He didn't tell the truth." Walking out of Ravenclaw, Hermione Granger shook off Harry's hand and said, "We should stay."

"Hey, hey, hey! A cold-blooded woman, he is about to collapse. Little Raven is still a child." Ron said dissatisfied.

"Although he's short, he's only a year younger than us, Harry, do you think he's broken down too?" Hermione glared at Harry.

Harry frowned, he shook his head, and sat down on the steps: "It's a little weird, Ron, a little bit weird."

"You suspect little Raven too?!" Ron stared at Harry in disbelief.

"Do you think Raven is the kind of mentally fragile person?" Harry was a little confused: "You think about the summer vacation, he dared to stop our car alone, so bold and decisive, he was a Muggle, but At a glance, we can tell that he is flying in the sky and we can help him find where he is going."

"Hey! He was very smart back then, but look at him now, what people call him now? Living bookcase in the library, Hogwarts catalog! That's what he said after that."

"Is it that simple?" Harry fell into deep suspicion.

"There must be something wrong with him, at least he concealed it..."

When Hermione was about to speak, a short figure swayed and swayed out from behind the courtyard column. It was an ugly and scruffy elf, wearing two socks of different colors. He came over and hugged him. He groaned while touching Harry's legs:

"...weiweiweiweiwei great hahahahaha libobobobopot...so scary, so scary, so scary..."

"Dobby, what's the matter with you, Dobby? Calm down and speak slowly." He didn't hate this house-elf who used to get in the way, but it was a little strange for him to suddenly be like this, obviously running from Malfoy's house secretly. Come out to see yourself, how did it become like this after entering and exiting Ravenclaw once?

"He he he he he he... Killed the old master! God! Dobby is a bad seed! Dobby couldn't save the old master and his wife! They were all killed! It's terrible!"

"God, you **** are joking!" Ron stared straight at him: "The bad guys from Malfoy's family obviously got stupid by accident. You said he, he, he, he? Who is he? You mean Little Raven! Heck, that old badass Malfoy and his ugly wife can't beat a mudblood who hasn't officially learned magic yet (Hermione glares), well sorry Hermione I apologize to you uh you know me I mean I mean..."

"Enough, you said Raven White killed old Malfoy?" Hermione crouched down and asked seriously.

Harry also drew attention.

"No no no no no, not a person, yes, not a person." Dobby was stunned, seemed to calm down, then hugged his head and beat his head: "No no no no no, Bobby can't say, Cornelius Fudge won't let Poppy say it!"

"Not a human?" Hermione frowned again.

"You have to say it, Dobby, please." Harry realized that there might be important clues in it, and asked, he looked at the elf in embarrassment, and suddenly had an epiphany: "By the way, it's not that old Malfoy didn't let you say, But Connery Fudge won't let you say, Dobby, you see, you can."

"Ah! Yes! The master didn't let me say it." Dobby raised his head in surprise: "Dobby can say it! It's great!"

He cheered for joy.

"Dobby, don't jump, tell us." Harry lowered his voice.

"Dobby said! It's a dragon!" Dobby shuddered: "A... dragon, my God! He almost killed Dobby."

"It's not human." The three looked at each other in disappointment, and Hermione rolled her eyes: "Wait, then why are you scared by Raven!"

"Because of the color and the eyes!" Dobby's lips trembled. "That dragon is white, with red eyes, just like blood. Dobby also painted that dragon for Fudge, look."

The drawing of a dragon came to Harry and Hermione. They looked at it for a while, but in the end they could only shake their heads speechlessly.

"Scales and hair, eyes of the same color, but Dobby, you're too sensitive." Harry shook his head and sighed.

Hermione was also a little disappointed, this was not the evidence he wanted.

There's no way she could associate a dragon with a person because of this similarity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wait, Ron, what's the matter with you? ' asked Hermione, suddenly noticing that Ron was staring at the picture with the wrong expression.

"I've heard people mention this dragon, yes..." Ron thought for a while, and suddenly punched: "Yes! It's Charlie! He mentioned it when he came back, and he was attacked by such a white dragon in Romania!"

"My God, are you talking about the so-called ancient species that Rita Skeeter jokes about?" Hermione widened her eyes.

"That's right, red eyes, white scales, magic and speech, and a breath of frost."

"That's right! That's right! Dobby can testify! The dragon is breathing frost! That's what nearly killed Dobby!" shouted the house-elf.

"...This ancient species came to London... What did he come to London for?" Ron shook his head: "I don't think it has anything to do with this."

"Go to Hagrid first, he'll go to Dumbledore in a moment, the Ministry of Magic is waiting there, poor Hagrid." Harry shook his head and returned the drawing to Ron in disappointment.

The three of them were walking in the castle, and the atmosphere was a little dull. They entered the principal's room, but found an unexpected person here.

"Charlie?!" Ron looked at the strong red-haired man and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"We also have a share in this matter with the Department of Magical Creatures Control. After all, it's Hagrid's business." Charlie hugged Ron: "Fudge said that I may pick up Hagrid to make him feel better."

"Fudge is a good man," Harry lamented, "how can I get along with Hagrid."

"The truth will always be found out, what is this?" The silver-white-bearded Albus Dumbledore picked up the painting in Ron's hand and stared at it. Charlie glanced at it, and his originally enthusiastic face suddenly froze.