Hogwarts Homecoming

Only five minutes later, Harry burst out of the classroom cheering, and Malfoy, following Harry with a gloomy expression, dawdled out as well.

"I did it, Professor, I did it!"

As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Harry rushed to Professor Brian, who had been aware of it for a long time, and shouted excitedly, "I understand your hint, Professor, it is indeed very simple, I just used a little magic spell to kill it. kill them!"

"How did you do it, Harry!"

Hermione was the first to recover from the stunned state, and she rushed in front of Harry, her fingers trembling with excitement.

"Excellent, Potter!"

Amosta smiled gratifiedly, "The method is only second, the most important thing is that you have overcome your inner fear, which is a great thing. Undoubtedly the winner, Potter, I will add to Gryffindor Fifty points, and besides," Amosta smiled at Draco, who was a bit left out,

"Whether the final kill is completed is not that important. In the face of dangerous dark creatures, you did not choose to escape, but summoned up the courage to fight with your sword. This is also very remarkable. Malfoy, you also support Slater." Lin won thirty points!"

In any case, both Harry and Draco did what most people failed to do, and the little wizards applauded him with admiration. Ron yelled happily and threw Harry's schoolbag into the air , The textbooks in the schoolbag fell to the ground, Harry grinned happily, without the slightest hint of malice.

Draco, who was surrounded by little Slytherin wizards, was no longer so ugly. He looked at Professor Brian quietly, and when he found that the other party was also looking at him with a smile, Draco pursed his lips shyly. , lowered his proud head.

No one noticed that when Ginny saw the book flying out of Harry's schoolbag, her face suddenly turned pale and her body became stiff!

In the end, except for Harry and his group, no one came up with the trick to defeat the Infernal Corpse. However, compared to the first time they faced the Infernal Corpse, the mental state of the little wizards seemed to be pretty good. After coming out of the maze for the first time, each of them seemed to faint.

Professor Bryan repaired Neville's robe with magic, and stood in front of the oak door of the classroom, adding ten points to each little wizard who persisted until the end. At this moment, the magic contract had completely lost its effectiveness, and he finally It can teach a group of little wizards how to deal with Yin corpses.

"--This is a very evil black magic creation that challenges people's moral bottom line. When thousands of ghost corpses gather into a huge army of death, it can indeed bring us a lot of trouble, but when the number is limited , it is very easy to deal with, "

Amosta glanced at Harry who already knew the answer, and asked with a smile,

"How many people have noticed my reminder before Mr. Potter entered the classroom for the first time?"

"Dark beings mostly don't like light—"

Hermione said dully, she patted her forehead annoyed, and suddenly understood,

"It's flames, professor. Like devil's weed, infernal corpses like darkness and humidity. We only need a flame spell to deal with them!"

Because of the 100 points that Harry and the others got, the score gap between Gryffindor and Slytherin was not as big as it used to be. This made it possible for Gryffindor to win the Academy Cup again this year. During dinner, When Professor McGonagall came over to ask how the second-year little wizard's course selection was going, he walked up to Harry and gave him an encouraging smile.

All the senior wizards knew what the Nether Corpse was. It was indeed a remarkable achievement for a second-year wizard to defeat the Nether Corpse with his own wisdom and courage.

That night, a grand celebratory banquet was held in the Gryffindor lounge. Fred and George brought a large batch of butterbeer from Hogsmeade. Harry liked this mild alcoholic drink very much. In the middle of the night, he drank dizzily in the crowd of people admiring him.

Obviously, Professor Bryan's hint was obvious enough, but she still didn't realize that Infernal corpses are afraid of flames. Hermione was worried about this. When the crowd was celebrating, she got several books introducing Infernal Corpse from the library as revenge. Sitting on the sofa near the fireplace, he read the tome of the dead body sullenly.

"Congratulations, Harry, another great achievement--"

At the end of the banquet, Wood squeezed in front of Harry, who was surrounded by the crowd, toasted him, but before Harry could smile shyly, he immediately added,

"I don't think you've forgotten that we play Hufflepuff this Saturday, Harry?"

"Hic — of course I didn't forget,"

Harry had a big belch, if it wasn't for Ron's support, he might not be able to stand alone, "I promise you I will go all out, Wood!"

"You just have to promise me one thing, Harry,"

Harry's carelessness made Wood a little unhappy, and he said with a sullen face, "That is to win the game and send those idiots of Hufflepuff back to their hometown!"

"Oh my God!"

Fred and George were just about to say a few words for Harry. At this moment, Percy, who had just finished his night watch, got in through the round hole behind the Fat Lady's portrait. When he saw the chaos in the common room, he First he showed an unbelievable expression, and then he yelled at everyone angrily,

"Isn't it too early to celebrate Easter now, everyone, if you haven't messed up your life, you should know that tomorrow is Tuesday, and you need to go to school!"

"Don't be such a spoiler, Percy!"

Facing Percy's yelling, George waved the empty wine bottle in his hand unhappily, "Harry and the others almost won 100 points for Gryffindor House today, and we are just celebrating in advance for winning the House Cup!"

"Clean up here and all go back to sleep, immediately!"

Percy acted as if he didn't hear George's explanation, he glared at everyone who made eye contact with him,

"Even if the College Cup for the next ten years will belong to Gryffindor, that's not a reason for you to violate the rules!"

In the next few days, Harry's life was not very good. First of all, Professor Snape must not be happy to see Harry show off in this school. Points deducted from Gryffindor even worse, Harry, Hermione, and Neville almost half of the points transferred in the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class were deducted by Professor Snape.

He mocked Harry in class that the swelling potion he brewed could poison a dragon. In order to make Harry remember long, he asked Harry to make his after-class papers half as long as the Slytherin students.

In addition, Oliver Wood has officially entered the warm-up stage before the game. Every afternoon after school, even before dinner time, he would pick out everyone on the team one by one, and drag them to the court to practice until the moon is fast. Climb up to the mezzanine to let them back.

Fred and George privately told Harry that with Wood's training method, not to mention the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup, as long as they persist for another two months, they can also play a dozen in the World Cup.

However, this also proves from the side that the Gryffindor team has sufficient confidence in winning the championship this year.

During this time, something disturbing happened.

On Wednesday night, when Harry came back from practice, he saw Neville rushing out of the dormitory with a look of panic on his face.

"Harry—I don't know who did it, I just found out—"

Neville looked at Harry in horror, and pushed open the door.

The contents of Harry's suitcase were thrown everywhere, his clothes lay disfigured on the floor, the sheets had been ripped from his four-poster bed, and the drawers of the nightstand were pulled open and their contents scattered on the floor. on the mattress.

Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise, and stepped on a few pages from "Walking with Trolls" under his feet.

When he and Neville put the sheets back on the bed, and Ron, Seamus, and Dean came in, Dean yelled,

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"have no idea--"

Harry frowned and shrugged his shoulders. Ron was examining Harry's clothes carefully. He found that all the pockets of Harry's clothes had been turned outside, and the schoolbag was also turned upside down.

"It looks like someone is looking for something!" Ron said with a serious expression, "I don't believe it's Gallon, Harry, look what's missing?"

It didn't take much effort for Harry to discover that Riddle's diary was lost. When he told Hermione about it the next day, Hermione's expression was not much better than that of Neville last night.

"But—only Gryffindors can steal, I mean, no one else knows the password"

"It doesn't rule out that Malfoy finally figured out how to make Polyjuice Potion from Snape. Has any of you lost hair recently?"

Ron puffed his cheeks.

"Compared to Malfoy--"

Harry said worriedly, "I think it's more like Dobby did it"