From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 Harry never thought that one day he would be forced into the girls' bathroom with a magic wand.

　　 "Slow down, boy." Lockhart yelled behind him, "Don't leave my sight, it's all good for us."

　　 "Damn..." Harry tried to save himself, but even if he didn't lose his wand, he couldn't deal with Professor Lockhart behind him-that was a legendary adventurer.

　　 "You don't need this."

　　 He tried to use words to disturb Lockhart, although he didn't know the use of this, "Professor Lockhart, you are already a great adventurer, you don't need to—"

"Shut up, Harry," as Lockhart's voice fell, Harry felt like he was being slapped with a whip on his back, and he staggered almost to the ground. "I've endured a chatter. Guys, so be quiet."

　　 "Okay, you are right."

　　 Harry changed his way and procrastinated, slowing his pace to the extreme-but it was too close to the bathroom from the secret passage just now, even if he slowed down, he still reached his destination.

　　‘Someone! ’

　　 But this joy was shattered before it spread in my heart. Two wizards dressed as professors who were not familiar with Harry lay there, their bodies covered with blood...

　　 "You said you wouldn't hurt Ron and the others!"

Harry turned his head and didn't intend to cooperate. He rushed towards Lockhart, trying to take something with his fist-but he was held firmly by the curse before he even ran two steps. Lockhart was just light. With a light wave of his wand, his resistance was easily put out.

"Quiet, Harry," Lockhart showed his white teeth. "I won't kill anyone. When it comes to the dead, the review of books can be very difficult. They just passed out. Those are chickens. blood."

　　 Lockhart was right-although the scene was **** and looked like a murder scene, all the blood came from a rooster lying on the floor.

"You can look at those two professors. Seriously, I like them." Lockhart let go of the magic that controls Harry. "Don't think about doing anything bad, although I don't want to hurt others, but If anything goes wrong, I believe that the magic of killing chickens can also be applied to other places."

　　 The blood in the place obviously irritated Harry, and he came to the entrance of the so-called secret room very cooperatively.

　　 "Over there," Lockhart pointed his wand firmly at Harry, and then lowered his head slightly, "Open it."

　　 Nothing happened...

"turn on!"

"turn on!!"

　　 "Open it to me!!!"

　　 Lockhart became furious and made Harry almost laugh.

　　 But Lockhart quickly glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head again, "Open it."

　　 Harry couldn't help but shudder-this is not a sound that humans can make, it is a strange sound similar to hiss, but even stranger is that Harry can hear the sound.

　　‘I have heard similar sounds! ’

　　 Harry desperately recalled, the memory was tumbling in his mind-‘yes, it’s the basilisk, I heard the sound of the basilisk in the pipe before! That sound is like this! ’

　　 "What do you dare to do, Harry," Lockhart's voice interrupted his imagination, "You go down first!"

　　 Harry realized that at the moment he was in a daze, the entrance to the secret room had been opened.

　　 A water pipe that was so big that one could get into it appeared in front of them. Harry reluctantly entered the pipe under the threat of a wand, but the strange hiss in his mind never stopped.

　　——

　　 "It's difficult, there are so many suspects, which one is better to investigate?"

　　 He copied down the names of the suspects listed one by one, and began to figure out his next plan.

　　 "The other party must have something to do. It is getting closer and closer a month from what Dumbledore said, and the other party must not sit and wait for death. If I were a murderer, when would I do it?"

　　 "Check the class!" William yawned and covered the form slightly, "Bart, can you bring me something to eat?"

　　 The investigation is under investigation. I still have to eat rice. I'm very hungry when I check it out late at night in the past few days-wait!

　　 William suddenly remembered, looking expectantly at the visiting house elf.

　　 "Bart, is there any professor who has a higher demand for supper lately?"

Thinking in another way, he is a murderer. He must not eat well and sleep well, but people are always hungry. It is normal to find yourself hungry for supper at night-especially Professor Hogwarts basically has a person responsible for eating. The elves of the night are here.

　　Who knows that the elves who used to be able to do almost everything are in trouble today.

"Sorry Professor," Bart's face was full of embarrassment. "We can't ask about such things. The school rules stipulate that the elves who serve professors are mainly professors. Even if the principal asks it, it is useless. Dumbledore can’t change the rules."

　　 "Really no way?"

"No," Bart almost cried embarrassedly. "We won't talk to anyone about the professor's preferences, decoration and other things. Everyone never talks about this. Every elf who serves the professor is even the busiest in the kitchen. Nothing will be assigned at all times, so no one knows what the professor eats when he doesn’t go to the restaurant..."

　　 Probably because he was too anxious, Bart spoke upside down, almost incomprehensible.

　　 But William didn’t pay attention to this—"Wait, you mean, you will all be called even when the kitchen is busiest?"

　　 "Yes, Professor," Bart raised his head, "I will prepare meals for you at any time, even if the kitchen is messed up by Peppies."

　　 "No, what were you doing at noon that day?"

　　 "What noon~www.readwn.com~Professor?"

　　 "The day I discovered the crown." William stared at Bart, his eyes sharpened.

　　 "Crown? Crown..." Bart repeated, his eyes trembled, "No, Professor, you didn't call me that day..."

"caught you!"

　　Bart was taken aback by William's unclear words, "Professor?"

　　 "It's okay, thank you Bart, you go back first, I think I have a better supper."

　　 William looked happy, and drew out his magic wand--‘I thought I had overreacted, but I didn’t expect it, Professor Lockhart, now, let’s catch you! ’

　　‘Find Professor McGonagall first, and then notify Dumbledore! ’

　　‘Great adventurer, right...I wonder if you can beat Dumbledore? ’

　　 As soon as such a pleasant thought appeared, William couldn't help but smile. "Calm, calm, William, it's not good to be discovered. Professor Lockhart is a great adventurer, and if there is any investigation on the thing, it will show you what is going on."

　　‘Go out calmly, find the professor calmly, and then surprise Professor Lockhart! ’

　　Ps: Also, I suggest not to wait...Although it's only 500 words...

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