Reborn Evil Wizard

The prize showroom on the third floor of Hogwarts East End was quiet.Here are the honors that the entire school has gained over the years. The accumulation of history has made the quiet air stale, and there is a depressive sense of suffocation in the darkness.

No one knows that a battle is about to take place here, maybe only the gold and silver shimmering in the moonlight indicates something.

The four of Harry came here.No one, which made Neville, who couldn't bear the dull atmosphere, let out a heavy gasp.

"They're actually late! Maybe it's simply because they're afraid, so they don't dare to come?"

Hermione's eyes flashed with doubts, she looked around, and there was irrepressible anger in her quiet voice, "I should have thought of it long ago. I should have thought of it long ago, those two guys lied to us! They didn't come at all!"

"Hermione." Harry stopped her.He felt the breath of a stranger, which was a similar instinctive reaction. There was a faint sound of breathing in such an empty place, but it did not belong to any of the four people.Pulling out his wand, Harry narrowed his eyes, "Who's there?"

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Crisp and thin applause sounded in the quiet night, abrupt and empty, showing a bit deserted.Draco came out from behind the crystal glass case at the corner of the showroom, followed by Dill Mudge, who was yawning all the time.He applauded lightly, and looked at the four people who arrived with some regret and some expectation.

"Nice sensory ability, Harry Potter." He raised his chin proudly, showing his characteristic smirk, "at least we escaped Filch's rogue cat twice because of this. In fact, we have always been Here, and it is you who are late."

"That's a pity, we're here now, aren't we?"

Without putting down his wand, Harry looked around and asked in a low hoarse voice, "Since everyone is here, let's start a topic that we are all interested in. I don't think the patriarch of the dignified future Malfoy will give up because of a boring The reputation of the team has come all the way to provoke, this is not a good place for a duel. Tell your real purpose. Is there anything worth your risk to secretly come to us Gryffindor?"

Harry's words startled Hermione and Neville. "Harry, you mean that Malfoy did it on purpose during the day..." Hermione's eyes widened, and she looked back and forth at the two people who were facing each other in disbelief.On the contrary, Ron has been silent. In fact, he has always been taciturn. He said that if Harry speaks, he exists more as a deterrent.

Compared with the famous and popular Harry Potter, he, a tyrant, is destined to become a dangerous and feared figure.

"I won't talk nonsense. Potter, do you know the Philosopher's Stone?"

Draco folded his arms across his chest and asked him with a raised eye.

I thought Malfoy would say some threats to him. After all, their family was on the side of the Dark Lord. This made Harry, who was wearing the halo of the savior, a little wary, but he didn't expect this guy to When he opened his mouth, he actually asked an unrelated topic.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" He reached out his hand in some doubts to stroke the hair hanging from his forehead to his eyelids. The familiar term made him seem to have heard of it somewhere.

At this time, Dier Moqi, who was leaning aside, couldn't bear it any longer. If it wasn't for Lin Xi's plan, he wouldn't bother to appear here.I just don't know how Xi is progressing now.Dilmoch, whose thoughts had already drifted to other places, couldn't help interjecting, "Draco, give him the Daily Prophet, I can't believe that there are still people who don't know about the theft of Gringotts. Doesn't anyone in Ryffindor know how to read a newspaper?"

Ignoring Dilmoch's lazy sarcasm, in fact Harry didn't even glance at him, and directly took a newspaper summary handed over by Draco. Get a sense of familiarity.

- The latest report from Gringotts Hacking Time.

Hermione also leaned forward and exclaimed in a low voice, "Harry, it's the report I showed you earlier."

"I know." Harry threw the clipped newspaper on the ground casually, and with a flick of the wand in his hand, a fire suddenly lit up and then went out, and the newspaper had quietly turned into a pile of dust and disappeared without a trace.

He seemed a little baffled, and the dark green eyes behind the glasses shone suspiciously, "But, what does this have to do with me?"

Staring straight into Draco's silver-gray eyes, Harry tried to find a flaw. He couldn't believe that the young man who was known as the Platinum Noble in front of him would come up with useless things for no reason. "You called us out in the middle of the night just to let me know about the news that happened more than a month ago? Then let me tell you, I have nothing to do with Gringotts."

"No?" Dilmoch sneered, "Potter, please move your noble brain and think about it. I remember that it was Hagrid, the hunting ground guard who brought you into the wizarding world, right?"

"Dilmoky Malfoy!" Sweeping cold gazes at the sneering lazy boy, Harry spoke hoarsely, almost in a strangely soft tone, "I really don't like your tone of voice, Really, I don't like it very much. Do you mind if I turn this place into a duel field, maybe this is what you want?"

Hearing Dilmoch's lazy face, he smiled more and more harmoniously. Those who knew him well knew that this was a sign of his dark side. "Maybe, do you want to try it?"

"enough!"

Draco frowned, he understood that Dilmoch was not interested in being assigned to help him, but in order to achieve an eye-catching effect and avoid being implicated by what happened later, he had to bring this The unwilling guy came here to play a game with Potter.

At this moment, Ron, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Harry, I remember you said that on July 31st, the day Gringotts was invaded, Hagrid took you to Gringotts."

Um?Being reminded like this, Harry suddenly thought of something. He remembered the sentence written in the report just now 'the underground vault searched by the intruder was actually emptied earlier that day'.He stroked his hair again, thoughtfully, "After you said that, I remembered that Hagrid took something from Gringotts, just before he was broken into illegally."

Could it be?With a movement of his eyes, he raised his head to look at the two Malfoys opposite him, and suddenly he laughed in a low voice. "I see. It seems that you know what's going on. That thing that was taken away is what you called the Philosopher's Stone, and it's hidden somewhere in Hogwarts now?"

"That's right." Draco nodded calmly, but Dilmoch suddenly clicked his tongue, "It seems that I underestimated you for being able to figure out that it was hidden in the school so quickly."

With a sneer, Harry asked directly, "So what if you know, the Philosopher's Stone is protected by Principal Dumbledore. What exactly do you want to tell me?"

The entire showroom fell silent suddenly, Ron was still guarding the entrance without saying a word, Hermione and Neville watched nervously the confrontation between Harry and Malfoy, Harry's eyes were piercing as if they could penetrate everything, waiting for someone who could satisfactory answer to him.

Two Malfoys of different nationalities glanced at each other, Dilmoch shrugged, and Draco uttered the words that he was determined to win, "I need your help to get the Philosopher's Stone."

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Everything is silent here, only the sound of ticking running water can be heard, and the gentle steps are thinking about in the empty corridor. Among the swaying shadows, there are intermittent and strange crying sounds from afar.

This is the girls' wash room on the first floor that has been abandoned for many years. Behind the brass handle door that says there is a fault and has been closed for an unknown period of time, this gloomy, dull and humid world welcomes the presence of humans again.

"Woo, who..."

Walking along the mottled and wet floor of the materials to the innermost single room, the hinge of the door has fallen off, and it is hanging there half-covered.

A squat, milky-white ghost whose face was obscured by thick long hair and pearly eyes was sitting on top of a toilet bowl, weeping sadly and intoxicated.

One of Hogwarts' famous attractions: the creepy Ladies' Bathroom Ghost Weeping Myrtle.

Amidst her intoxicated cries, the girl who had been dead for nearly 50 years suddenly heard a noise outside.She knew right away that it wasn't the bloody Peeves who was always laughing at her - otherwise she would have called herself Drowning Myrtle by now.

She hesitated whether to continue crying regardless, or to stop and see who dared to offend her territory.In the end Myrtle decided to make the trespasser look good, whatever it was.

So she turned around, opened her mouth and was about to cry, when a pair of yellow eyes staring at her from outside the half-opened door.

Feeling that this scene was strangely familiar, Myrtle's whole body turned black from top to bottom in shock, surrounded by smoke, floating motionless on the toilet bowl.

When she lost consciousness, Myrtle finally remembered that it was the scene of her death.

"Good job, Rafa."

A slender white hand touched the pair of huge and ferocious yellow eyes, and an indifferent voice sounded in this dark and gloomy wash room.

A huge snake about [-] feet long spiraled up, and the hideous and terrifying triangular head on it was slightly lowered. At this time, the Nessian Basilisk exuded a fierce aura like a docile sheep, obediently letting the hand caress it, as if Quickly and slowly spit out the purple snake letter.

Lin Xi looked at the terrified and awe-inspiring eyes of the five people behind him with satisfaction, and withdrew her hand from stroking the pet.

Madeliel Felind, Checil Goldberg, Derian Parkinson, Anka Reynolds.

These four senior students who were regarded by Young Master Lin as excellent and promising, and the only one who was squinting behind Lin Xi and still smiling was Blaise Zabini.The five Slytherins who were summoned by Lin Xi tonight watched the basilisk suddenly swell out of Lin Xi's sleeve with chills on their backs, and swallowed quietly.

Merlin's pants!Although it has been known for a long time that His Highness keeps a basilisk of Ness as a pet, the textbooks can't compare with the reality no matter what!

Looking at the jet-black Myrtle floating stiffly in mid-air, a similar image appeared in the minds of several people at the same time...