Chapter 35 The Second Attack

The gloomy sky outside made the already gloomy castle look particularly gloomy.

Ai Wen and the others ran to the Gryffindor Tower quickly, feeling lingering fears about what had just happened.

"I can't believe that Dobby was sent by Malfoy to kill us!" Harry paled.

"I don't think so, why did Malfoy kill us?!"

Ai Wen shook his head, saw Harry's expression that he still had to say, sighed and continued, "Well, even if he has this idea, he won't be stupid enough to send a crazy house elf to do it. This kind of thing, it's so obvious."

"Why did Dobby..."

"I think he's telling the truth. He must have overheard something related to the opening of the Chamber of Secrets and came over to remind us. He wants to save you, Harry."

"Yeah, don't let us get on the train, break my arm, control more than 80 tables and chairs to attack us frantically." Harry sighed, "If he has been rescuing me like this, I am sure He will kill him."

"Don't blame him, house elves are very servile creatures. They can't disobey their master's orders, let alone reveal their master's secrets. Dobby himself has suffered a lot of pressure and injury by doing so. "

"Slavery?!" Hermione snorted, "Unbelievable, in this day and age, slavery still exists in our country!"

"I don't care about that," said Harry. "I just wish Dobby could tell me clearly who opened the Chamber of Secrets, or what monster was in there. I really don't get it, it's sneaking around the school. Go, how come no one finds it!"

"Maybe it can make itself invisible."

Hermione thought for a moment. "Or it could disguise itself and turn into a piece of armor or something. I've read about color-changing ghosts in books."

"But anyway, this matter has something to do with Malfoy." Ivan said quickly, "Lucius Malfoy is planning some conspiracy, but..."

He couldn't speak any longer. The three of them had just turned a corner and turned to another corridor when they saw an extremely frightening scene.

Ai Wen felt that his stomach liquefied into water, and his blood instantly became cold.

A Ravenclaw girl lay on the floor, cold and stiff, a look of horror on her face, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. This is not the end, there is a figure next to her, Ai Wen has never seen such a strange scene.

It was Weeping Myrtle, who was no longer milky and transparent, but black and smoky, lying motionless and suspended six inches above the ground, with the same expression on her face as the girl on the ground. Frightened expression.

"This, this Ravenclaw girl, we've seen her before, who is she?"

Breathing hard, Harry looked around the empty hallway in confusion, seeing a line of spiders scurrying away desperately.

"Penelocriwatt, she's Ravenclaw's prefect," Hermione replied in a sad voice.

"Another attack, we should get someone to help."

Before they could act, a door beside it was slammed open, and Peeves, who loves mischief, rushed out.

"Ah, so it's the three of you little ones!"

Peeves giggled and hopped past them, "What are you doing, why are you sneaking?"

Peeves flipped halfway through a hollow somersault, and suddenly stopped. He turned his head down and saw Penello and Weeping Myrtle.

He quickly stood up straight and took a deep breath, before Ai Wen and the others had time to stop him, he screamed in a straight voice, "Do it! Do it! Do it again! Humans and ghosts can't be spared. Ah! Run for your life!"

The whole castle became lively in an instant, and people flocked to it.

During those difficult few minutes, the scene was extremely chaotic, Penello was in danger of being squashed, people kept standing in the body of the crying Myrtle, and Irving, Harry and Hermione were squeezed against the wall. .

At this time, the teachers shouted loudly to maintain order.

Professor McGonagall ran all the way, she tapped her wand with a loud noise, and everyone fell silent, and she ordered everyone to go back to their college common room.

When Ivan heard that Justin was leaving, he whispered the nonsense that Harry was the heir.

This sentence was obviously heard by Peeves floating above everyone's heads. He suddenly grinned and grinned.

As the teachers bent over to look at Penello and Weeping Myrtle, Peeves suddenly sang, "Oh, Potter, you bastard, look at what you did, you killed your students, yourself It's weird!"

"Stop it, Peeves!" shouted Professor McGonagall, and Peeves stuck his tongue out at Harry and hurriedly backed away.

Professor Flitwick and several students carried Penello to the school hospital. But no one knew what to do with the weeping myrtle.

Finally, Professor McGonagall conjured a large fan out of thin air, handed it to Ron, who had just arrived, and told him to fan the crying Myrtle up the stairs. Ron complied, and looked at Ai Wen and the others with worried eyes for a while before leaving.

"Follow me, Mason, Potter, Granger." Professor McGonagall led them around a corner and stopped in front of an extremely ugly giant stone monster.

"Iced lemonade!" she commanded.

As soon as the words fell, the monster suddenly came to life, jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked in half. Behind the wall was a spiral staircase that was slowly moving upwards like an escalator.

As soon as Ivan and the others stepped on with Professor McGonagall, they heard a rumbling behind and the wall closed again. They spun higher and higher, higher and higher, and finally, feeling a little dizzy, Ai Wen saw a shiny oak door in front of it, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a sphinx.

Evan knew where they were taken, it must be Dumbledore's office.

He secretly looked around and couldn't help but wonder. Harry and Hermione beside them were worried and worried about their upcoming fate.

It was all too coincidental, the first attack was the first the three of them discovered, and this time too. Now even if I tell others that they have nothing to do with the secret room at all, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Dumbledore's office is a lot of fun, a big, beautiful circular room full of funny little voices. On the slender-legged table lay many strange silverware, whirling and spewing small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of old school principals and school principals, all snoring softly in their respective frames. There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs. On a shelf behind the desk lay the tattered, wrinkled Sorting Hat.

On a tall gilded perch behind the door stood a bird with ornate feathers of red and gold. It seems to be sick, and it seems to be in a bad state.

This should be the Phoenix Fox, Ivan looked at it curiously.

Before he could take a good look at it, Dumbledore came out of the inner door of the office.

"Albus, Miss Clearwater and Weeping Myrtle..." said Professor McGonagall eagerly.

"I know, Minerva!" Dumbledore replied calmly, "The Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again."

"But Albus, you must know...who?"

"The question is not who," Dumbledore continued, "the question is, how..."

Ivan was shocked, Dumbledore must have noticed something.

Then, seeing the look on Professor McGonagall's face, he knew that he, like Harry and Hermione beside him, must not have understood Dumbledore's words.

Next, the expected questioning didn't happen, Dumbledore didn't ask anything, and after talking to them for a while about Phoenix Fox, let them go.

Ivan turned around, wondering if it was an illusion, he felt that Dumbledore's eyes had been staying on him.

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