Reborn Harry Potter

.. and soon, Halloween is here.

Harry and the rest of the school had gone to a Halloween feast, and the Great Hall had been decorated with live bats as usual for the holiday.

Although it had been raining for a long time not long ago, Hagrid had been very protective of his pumpkins.

Hagrid's huge pumpkins had been carved into lanterns, big enough for three adults to sit inside.

It is also rumored that Dumbledore invited a skeleton dance troupe to cheer everyone up.

At 7 o'clock, the banquet officially began.

Everyone entered the auditorium enthusiastically, the auditorium was brightly illuminated by candles and torches, and the room was not cold.

You can see the ceiling of the starry sky above your head, making the sound of fireworks bursting, and clusters of brilliant fireworks exploded, flashing and flashing, shining on the faces of the happy students in the auditorium.

There were more than a dozen students, some regretted and reluctantly followed the ghost Nick, and looked back at the laughter in the auditorium from time to time.

And Harry noticed that Ron also walked out, his expression not quite right.

But Harry just put his heart and soul into the newly-appeared barbecue. The barbecue made a sizzling sound, and a drop of hot oil slowly slid down along the lines of the plump meat. The aroma of the meat was overflowing, and Harry's cravings were immediately aroused. .

I don't care about the heat, just take a big bite, the mouth is hot and boiling, full of happiness, the meat is grilled, it is delicious, and then sprinkled with salt and pepper sauce, it is tender, smooth, crispy, fresh and salty, and spicy in an instant Mouth exploded.

Enjoying food is the way to go.

……

Harry remained in the banquet hall, while those who had attended the Deathday Party returned grimacing.

And Ron came in at some point, his body was shaking constantly, and he was secretly wiping his hands, as if something was stuck on him.

Harry burped in satisfaction and drank another glass of juice.

It is a comforting thing to be able to eat a full meal.

At the end of the evening, hundreds of students walked out of the auditorium and up the stairs, laughing and laughing all the way.

Harry was in the mix, waiting for something to happen.

Sure enough, when Harry just walked to the aisle, the large group of students in front of him had already seen something, they were very confused and talking a lot.

A girl screamed, which made the people behind more interested in what happened, so they rushed forward.

There was a dark shadow under the torch, and when they saw what it was, they took a step back in fright.

It was Mrs. Norris, the caretaker's dirty cat, with her tail hanging from the torch holder, her body stiff as a plank, and her black eyes staring wide open.

The torch shone on it, and the shadow was reflected on the ground, shaking slightly, just like a devil grinning.

As soon as the timid people saw this frightening scene, it should be said that they were frightened by the terrifying appearance of the cat, and immediately closed their eyes.

What is more eye-catching is the writing on the wall.

Between the two windows, on the wall one foot above the ground, there are some writings, large and messy, smeared with blood.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened"

"Those who are enemies with the heir, be vigilant!"

Students, you look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

"What it is?"

"What do you mean chamber of secrets?"

"What is an heir? Whose heir?"

"The chamber of secrets wouldn't be a hill of gold coins, would it? Knight novels are written like this."

"..."

After the initial panic, they began to discuss with great interest.

What are you afraid of, Headmaster Dumbledore and a bunch of professors are here.

But for some people, they were not frightened, but clapped their hands and applauded.

"Haha, this cat died so badly. I don't know which great god did it. I offer my knees."

"Administrator Filch will cry to death if he sees it, haha."

"Filch and his cat are always haunted, catching people who violate the school rules. Every time I am stared at by him, I am almost annoyed to death. I really don't understand why he hates us so much."

"Hey, I heard that Filch is a squib. Last time Piddle was punished, I accidentally saw a quick lesson on simple magic in his room."

"What, no wonder he always treats us so badly. He must be jealous that we can learn magic. I think Dumbledore should fire him."

"That's right, letting this kind of person go to school is like letting a corpse eater go."

Harry: "..."

"What are you doing, what are you doing, making loud noises in the aisle, and gathering together to block the road, believe it or not..."

Filch heard the noise, squeezed his way over, and said loudly.

But he immediately seemed to be strangled.

"uh uh"

He rushed over, took his cat off, touched the stiff body, and wept bitterly.

"Who, who killed my cat." His eyes seemed to be eating people.

He turned his head and looked at everyone's faces, as if he could figure out who the murderer was from the expressions on their faces.

Everyone he looked at felt terrified.

"excuse me."

Dumbledore came, followed by the professors.

When he saw the petrified cat and the writing on the wall, his expression changed slightly.

Of course he was no stranger to this situation, he had seen it many times when he was an ordinary professor at Hogwarts 50 years ago.

In the end, regarding the Chamber of Secrets, Hagrid was fired and let it go.

I thought the secret room had been forgotten, but I didn't expect it to be opened again.

Is the tragedy of the year going to happen again?To take innocent lives to be sacrificed again?

He looked worriedly at the Muggle, half-blood children.

At the same time, he observed Harry secretly, and Harry was very calm, as if he had expected it long ago.

Is it...

Dumbledore's brow furrowed into a big pimple.

After Snape saw the scene, he also locked on to Harry immediately, and he walked in front of Dumbledore calmly.

Hey, you all look at what I am doing, as if I did it.

Dumbledore's brows that were knit together suddenly loosened, and he laughed loudly: "It's an interesting prank, it seems that someone wants to play a joke on all of us on Halloween, Mrs. Norris is not dead, she was just killed. It's petrified."

"Leaders at all levels take the students from your academy back to your dormitory. It's time to rest."

"Wait, I know who the murderer of my cat is, and he's in the crowd, we can't let him go." Filch said a little crazy.

Harry was a little surprised. Could it be that Filch saw Ron writing with chicken blood or petrifying Mrs. Norris? Voldemort was too careless.

But he was immediately surprised to see the crowd around him spread out, forming a circle, all looking at him with suspicious eyes.

"It's him, the murderer is him." Filch pointed at him, spitting out.

"Me?" Harry pointed at himself, almost laughing.

Although he did make a small move, he only passively intervened in this matter, and he was sure that no one else knew what he had done.

Harry sneered, his face turned cold: "What does this matter have to do with me, don't bite people like a mad dog. I was always at the banquet, and many people testified. your evidence."

Filch faltered and said nonsense: "Just now I saw that everyone else was lowering their heads and didn't dare to look me in the eyes. Only you looked indifferent, as if you were still smiling. Aren't you the murderer?"

"Really, I'm really happy that the cat died. I can't even laugh." Harry smiled.

Filch was almost driven to death by Harry.

Don't be happy when others are in pain.

Because he will think, I am so uncomfortable, why are you so happy.

All his pain points will be converted into hate points and transferred to you, and multiplied.

Now Filch is like this, he cried and said to Dumbledore: "It's him, he killed my cat, and he must die."

Dumbledore reassured: "Don't worry, Mrs. Norris is not dead. The mandrake can make a medicine to bring Norris back to life."

"Then don't let this matter go, I think someone should be punished." Filch screamed, staring at Harry with protruding eyes.

"Crazy," Harry cursed.

Afterwards, the crowd was evacuated.

But the discussion didn't end there.

mischief?Who would believe Dumbledore's nonsense?

His face was so gloomy that it could almost freeze into ice, when we couldn't see it.

Petrochemical?Fart, we learned how to petrify everything when we were in the first grade, and we only need a "Petrification Release" spell to restore the petrified object to normal. We don't believe that Professor Dumbledore can't even do this.

In a word, there is an inside story!

The students let their minds diverge and thought about the story behind this incident.

Looking at their thoughtful expressions, one can tell that the secret room has been ruined by them.

……

(Note, April Fool's Day in the previous chapter!!)

(Note: The author has practiced the Nine-turn Golden Alchemy Jue found on the Internet, and has gone mad, and the style of the novel may change~)