Chapter 107 Water Stains in the Corridor

"Hey, Fanlin, Hermione!" Ron walked in from the door with a helpless expression.

Due to Professor McGonagall's punishment, Fanlin and Ron's punishment was the most serious. Hermione and some other Gryffindor little lions went out to use restoration spells to repair the damaged campus. It was originally a very difficult task, but after Slytherin joined, this recovery work was completed early.

Although, under Snape's personal supervision, no one in Gryffindor or Slytherin acted rashly, the atmosphere on the court was still very awkward and tense.

However, with the help of people from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff House, this awkward atmosphere was alleviated, making the originally very difficult punishment easier.

So Hermione and others returned to Gryffindor Tower to rest early.

However, this is a pain for Fan Lin. The huge Gryffindor common room would be very difficult to clean without using magic.

The floor that had been cleaned so hard became dirty again due to the coming and going of people, which forced Fanlin to wait until night when no one was around to do his work.

Fortunately, Hermione took the initiative to stay with him, which could be considered a comfort to his heart.

As for Ron, poor Ron was sent to Mr. Fei Qi. Mr. Fei Qi had a good idea of ​​punishing students. God knows what inhuman abuse Ron received there.

"Oh my God, that old lunatic and pervert Fei Qi." It was already late at night, but Ron's spirit did become extremely strong when he talked about the tragic things that happened to him.

"Sorry, Ron, I didn't mean to interrupt you." Fan Lin spread his hands helplessly, "In fact, you stepped on my mop, Ron!"

"Hug... I'm sorry," Ron quickly jumped away, but this didn't stop Ron from complaining crazily about Fei Qi, "You know Fanlin, that old pervert Fei Qi didn't allow me to use magic to clean up those damn things. Trophy.”

"Actually, Ron." Fan Lin stopped, "Mr. Fei Qi's decision not to let you use magic is a very wise choice. I wonder if your wand will clean you up, or you will destroy your whole body." The display room was blown up, and the medals from you, me, Hermione, and Harry were also in the display room."

"Uh..." Ron was speechless for a moment, but he soon adjusted back to the state of complaining, which made Fan Lin have to admire Ron's strong mentality.

"You know... that pervert Fei Qi, he asked me to wipe hundreds of trophies with tung oil..." Ron was a little incoherent, "The most important thing is, that pervert, I can't even wipe one side of each trophy... every trophy I wiped it at least six times before letting me go..."

Ron pitifully stretched out his shiny hands, which exuded a strong smell of tung oil. The brightness was like Malfoy's head and oily hair.

"Speaking of which, Ron, I know you are very unhappy right now..." Fan Lin looked at Ron speechlessly, but was too embarrassed to continue.

"Please, can you go and sit on the sofa..." Hermione held up a broom, "We can't clean it like this!"

"Uh..." Ron scratched his hair. Although he wanted to join in, when he thought of his trembling hands, he sat aside and waited for the work to be completed.

Finally, with the help of Hermione, Fan Lin completed his punishment work today. Although he could fool him for a while, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart. This could be regarded as asking for trouble for himself.

"But hasn't Harry come back yet?" Ron looked at Fan Lin who had just collapsed on the sofa and couldn't help asking. If Harry goes to Gilderoy's place, he will definitely go crazy.

"Harry..."

"I'm back..." With a weak look on his face, Harry looked after the people on the sofa and sat down weakly.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Ron looked at Harry uncertainly, "Did Lockhart make things difficult for you? Or tortured you?"

"Ron..." Hermione shouted extremely dissatisfied.

"I'm just asking?" Ron paused and decided that it would be better not to provoke Hermione.

"Harry, what's going on?" Fan Lin was concerned. He was quite sympathetic to Harry. If he was allowed to stay with the narcissistic novelist for so long, he would definitely go crazy. He would rather stay there He worked for an extra month and was not willing to help Gilderoy Lockhart reply to his fans.

"It really can't be worse, Gilderoy Lockhart. He is a complete narcissist. You know, he has been talking about being famous from the beginning to the end, how many book fans there are, and how many book fans there are. How many admirers told me that I would catch up with him..."

"Harry, he...he just wanted to...want..." Hermione couldn't find the words to defend Gilderoy Lockhart for a moment.

Gilderoy's behavior was undoubtedly a naked show off, and it was directed at a 1-year-old child.

"Want to help Harry?" Ron said sarcastically, "He'd better forget it. His humble deeds will never catch up with Harry's. He's just blindly arrogant."

Hermione's face became more and more ugly, but she really didn't know how to defend her idol.

"I'm going to bed..." Hermione said coldly and went upstairs.

The three boys downstairs looked at each other with confused expressions.

"Shouldn't Hermione stand up and retort righteously?" Ron looked at the figure disappearing up the stairs in disbelief.

"Is it too much that she recognizes Gilderoy Lockhart's inferiority?"

"I think she is angry!" Fan Lin nodded affirmatively and concluded the above matter, "In fact, that's the case."

"By the way, there is one more thing, Fanlin." Harry wiped away his lazy expression and became serious, "I heard strange whispers in Gilderoy Lockhart's office. Because of this, I was God wrote the wrong word, so Gilderoy let me go, thinking I was exhausted, and when I told Gilderoy about it, he said I must be hallucinating. "

"Whispers? What did he say?" Fan Lin looked at Harry in confusion, "I mean the whispers. Gilderoy doesn't need to think about it."

"He said he was hungry and wanted to eat..." Harry said with some confusion, "And I could hear this voice wherever I walked. I walked around in the corridor for a long time, but I couldn't find it. The source of the sound. Do you think I was hallucinating? But I think it’s more like what the house elf said.”

"I'm not sure, but we can check it out." Fan Lin thought for a moment, "Is there anything else strange?"

"There is a lot of water in the corridor." Harry said uncertainly, "Maybe the drainage system is broken."

"Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong. Maybe you just stayed with Gilderoy for a long time and had auditory hallucinations. After all, he was too noisy." Ron spread his hands and was quite speechless.

"Fan Lin, I think you need to wipe Harry's footprints aside." Ron pointed to the dirty place where Harry stepped when he came in. "After all, there is water on the soles of Harry's shoes, plus the dust on the stairs..."

"Harry, can I give you a good beating..." Fan Lin looked helplessly at the fruits of his labor, feeling very desolate in his heart. (To be continued)