บท 55: Chapter 55: You are quite nice
Early the next morning, when news of Penelope Clearwater's attack spread throughout Hogwarts, the young wizards thought that Harry Potter must be crazy.
"At first he only attacked those who were against him, but now he has started to target all wizards from the Muggle world!" Ernie MacMillan said matter-of-factly to everyone he knew. He almost believed that Harry was the culprit, and even fabricated the story of how Harry directed the monster to attack others.
He also questioned why the professors didn't expel Harry.
"It's like he saw it with his own eyes." Ron rolled his eyes and defended Harry.
"I feel like almost all the rumors came from Ernie Macmillan." During the Charms class, Cyrus deliberately got rid of Malfoy's two lackeys and came a little late.
With no other seat, he could only sit behind Harry and Ron, in the same row as Hermione.
He deliberately showed an expression of disgust on his face to make others think that he was not so willing. But secretly he was bickering with Hermione. Hermione blushed, remembering the "Mr. Riddle" she had seen in the pensieve not long ago.
"Let me ask you, when did you start possessing Ginny?" Hermione lowered her head and asked in a low voice with a blushing face.
(P.S. The bath.. Huhuhu...)
"The first time she was possessed was not long after school started last year. After Colin Creevey was petrified during the Quidditch match last semester, and until Christmas, I was mostly in control. Why though, what happened?"
"No, it's nothing..."
But Hermione's face was even redder than before. Cyrus could feel the heat even as he sat next to her.
She changed the subject, poked Harry sitting in front of him with her quill, and threw a note over.
"What should we do? Maybe we should go find Hagrid and ask about this."
"But Hagrid has no way of knowing who opened the Chamber of Secrets this time," Harry replied reluctantly.
Asking him to question Hagrid would be worse than killing him! He couldn't help but think back to the last time Justin was attacked. At that time, Professor Dumbledore took him to the principal's office, and Hagrid rushed in to speak for himself.
'Hagrid believes in me so much, but I'm doubting him——'
"At least we can ask what the monster is in the Chamber of Secrets!" Hermione said immediately.
The other person who was as reluctant to go to Hagrid like Harry was Cyrus.
You must know that his current identity is the "Riddle" who had framed Hagrid and got him punished.
Although not many people know the truth of that year and Voldemort's true identity, maybe even Hagrid doesn't know.
But if two people meet like this, it will never be a wonderful encounter.
He had to stop Hermione.
"It's better to wait." He stretched out his hand to intercept the note.
"Maybe there are other ways. I believe the professors will not remain indifferent. Hagrid did not intentionally commit these crimes back then. We can't just ask him such questions. His scars are too cruel."
Harry looked at Cyrus with emotion: "Mr. Riddle, I didn't expect you to be such a nice person!"
Hermione still felt that this was not good: "But, if someone else -"
"If someone is attacked again, we will go find Hagrid!" Cyrus said forcefully, "We'll ask everything clearly!"
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"What if someone is killed again? We have to go find Dumbledore!" Fred and George had a rare disagreement. "We must make everything clear!"
"But this way our secret will be completely exposed," George said with a frown.
"There is no difference between being completely exposed now." Fred said, "Think about it, the heir stole the Marauder's Map. Do you still expect that he will return it to us after using it? Now there is another victim... a prefect. Have you seen how frightened Percy has been in the past two days? We have to do something!"
George said nothing, but the scales in his heart began to tilt.
Fred has a point.
If the heir takes their map and attacks the little wizards in the castle and then escapes, then they are no different from accomplices. And the possibility of getting back the Marauder's Map is almost zero.
In this case, what does it matter whether the secret is exposed or not?
"Think about it, if the clues we provide are helpful, maybe we will be the heroes who catch the heir!" Fred suddenly said, "Did you know that Ron and the others are also looking for the culprit? If we can be one step ahead, haha, Ron will definitely be furious if we catch the heir before them!"
Hearing this, George immediately smiled knowingly.
Rather than becoming a hero, they were more happy to have their brother work hard for a long time but get nothing.
"I can already imagine his frustrated face."
George touched Fred's shoulder, and the two of them walked towards Professor McGonagall's office in unison.
"Professor! Regarding the successor, we have important information that we want to report to Headmaster Dumbledore!"
"Heir?" Professor McGonagall's dignified face trembled a little. She stood up and looked seriously at the two troublemakers in front of her, "George, Fred! I hope you understand that now is not the time to play pranks! "
"We didn't, how could you think so?"
"That's right, you won't find better-behaved students at Hogwarts than us."
The twins looked hurt.
"Since the first day you came to Hogwarts, there have been no rules you haven't broken!" McGonagall's eyes widened, but she still led them towards the principal's office, "Listen, if you dare to do anything funny about this, I'll write a letter and ask your mother to take you home to reflect for a semester! So no pranks!"
"Do not worry!"
"Absolutely we won't!"
McGonagall led them to the gargoyle statue and gave them the password.
Today's password is "Jelly Slug."
"Go up yourselves." She held both hands in front of her and looked seriously at the spiral elevator rising.
George and Fred immediately took the elevator up and it was obvious that they were very excited.
The elevator lifted the two of them up. After slowly opening, a spacious and beautiful circular room immediately appeared in front of them.
The room was filled with all kinds of funny little noises.
On the table with slender legs, there were many strange silverwares placed, spinning and spitting out small puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, both men and women, snoring gently in their respective frames.
There was also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs.
Dumbledore was lying on the table, raised his head, and looked at them in surprise.
"What advice do you two have?"
Fred and George had to take their attention away from the novel things in the Headmaster's office.
"We have something important to report to you, about—."
"About the Heir."
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