Undercover In Harry Potter

Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 85

Centaur Elder looked at Jason quietly, there was no fear in his eyes, he just looked at Jason so lightly.

Jason raised his hand, wand flicked, and a group of deep purple flames flew out, instantly piercing the night sky, illuminating a brilliant purple.

However, this flame did not hit Centaur Elder, but passed by him without touching Centaur Elder's body.

"What do I need to do with that future?" Jason said quietly.

Since his future has been given two endings by this hateful Centaur, then Jason is powerless and can only be accepted dynamically.

As for whether what the other party said was true, Jason had no way of judging, and he didn't dare to gamble.

Because once he loses, then Jason will die, so Jason can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

Centaur Elder smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Bolton looks good, but it's getting dark now, you'd better go back to rest first. Christmas is a good time, We can chat for a while that day."

Jason snorted, then turned around, looking at the towering tower in front of him, he turned his head again and said to Centaur Elder: "Can you send me down? ”

Centaur Elder raised his hand with a smile and waved it lightly, and the star mist spread under Jason's feet.

It was midnight when Jason returned to the castle.

The inside of the castle is deserted, completely different from the lively scene in the daytime.

Jason was walking in the castle, thinking about his trip to the Centaur tribe in his mind, and he actually gave his future just like this, and he had an incredible feeling in his heart.

At the same time, my heart is also a little irritable.

At this time, there was a small voice in front of him, like who was talking, and Jason was slightly attentive.

But after a while, two silhouettes came out in front, two ghosts.

It's Nearly Headless Nick with a fat cultivator.

"Fat cultivator, I think Harry Potter impossible is the murderer who petrified that cat. He was at my death anniversary party that day." Nick said affirmatively.

The fat cultivator frowned, sighed, and said, "Who says it's not, but let's just say who to believe it, most people think ghosts only talk nonsense." He asked again, "By the way, how are you doing with the Headless Hunters?"

Nearly Headless Nick sighed, "That's it, I...hey, Mr. Bolton."

Nearly Headless Nick sighed. p>

The two ghosts looked towards Jason in front and said hello.

Jason nodded in return, smiled, revealing a pair of dimples, and said, "What are you talking about?"

The fat cultivator said, "We heard some rumors recently that someone I suspect Harry Potter is the murderer who caused Mrs. Norris petrified."

Jason snorted and said, "It's unlikely, it is said that petrified that kind of petrified but even Dumbledore can't do anything, how could it be Harry Potter? What a young wizard like Potter can do?"

"But this young wizard beat you know who, sir," said the fat cultivator. There must be an unknown secret on his body."

Jason thought for a while, the fat cultivator's words also has several points of the road, but he said with a smile: "But it is estimated that not many people believe the rumor. Right?"

"There are a few people in Hufflepuff who believe it right now," replied the fat cultivator.

Hufflepuff is the largest house in Hogwarts, most of its students are from muggle families, and their lack of knowledge about magic circle makes it easy for them to believe some rumors.

"Then leave him alone, these rumors are self-comforting words of the weak." Jason said, "A hidden, unidentified dark wizard, and a well-known dark wizard is Two concepts, people who are often hidden, are terrifying fatal."

After chatting with the two ghosts, Jason broke up with them and said goodbye.

After returning to the dormitory, Jason lay on the bed and thought to himself, ghosts appear and disappear unpredictably in Hogwarts, they don't need to rest, so they can know a lot of things that other people don't pay attention to, if you want to know The news in the house, it is convenient from the wait.

Thinking about it, Jason fell asleep.

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After the last elf incident, Lockhart was no longer ready to bring living creatures into class, so Defense Against the Dark Arts class became drama class.

In this way, Jason sat in the back of the classroom and found it a lot more interesting.

Looking at the front, those students are also very interesting.

This Defense Against the Dark Arts class is for the young wizard of Second Year.

Lockhart dragged Harry into the show, playing a werewolf.

Lockhart explains the plot to Harry and how Lockhart overcame the werewolf.

Jason listened as if he were listening to the story, but he knew the details of Lockhart. Although the protagonist was not Lockhart himself, the incident experience was correct, so listening carefully could be considered a gain.

As soon as the bell rang for get out of class, Lockhart set up homework.

"Family homework: Write a poem about my victory over Wagga Wagga! The best one will receive several autographed copies of Magical Me!"

The students began to leave one after another, while Hermione walked up to the podium, holding a note tightly in her hand, talking to Lockhart.

Jason watched this, thinking maybe he was asking Lockhart for autographs from fans or something.

But Jason watched Harry and Ron stand behind, whispering, and waited until Hermione went back before the three walked together, and Jason thought maybe something was wrong.

At this time, Lockhart took his peacock brush in one hand, walked over slowly, and said, "The child asked me to go to the Restricted Section to borrow books, I really don't know what to do?"

p>

Jason said: "Actually, you don't need to worry about these children, especially Gryffindor."

"Tomorrow the First Stage Quidditch match will start, I'm still looking forward to it, I haven't seen the school for a long time. The game is over." Lockhart thought about what he had in mind, patted his forehead, turned and walked towards the podium, picking up a book, "Didn't you say you wanted to learn memory magic some time ago, I'm taking my The experience is written down, you can take a look. Well, but I don't write textbooks professionally, so my help may be limited."

Jason laughed, saying: "That's nothing, neither did I I plan to learn the memory magic to a very proven level."

After taking the book, Jason flipped through it at will, and it was all Lockhart's experience and experience, which was also of great benefit to Jason.

"By the way, I'm going to get a Duelling Club in a while, are you interested?" Lockhart asked.

Jason put the book together, laughed, and said, "I'm not disgusted with the Duelling Club, I'll go when I have time. By the way, are you going to ask that professor to be a sparring partner?"

Jason p>

"I haven't figured it out yet, let's talk about it when the time comes." Lockhart said.

At this time, the two of them heard the sound of pecking outside the classroom window, so they turned to look.

Outside the window, a brown owl was pecking at the glass.

Jason walked over to open the window, the owl flew to Jason, Jason took the letter under his feet, and the owl flew away.

Jason opened the letter and it was the Ministry of Magic's logo, obviously the Ministry of Magic's logo.

He opened the letter and read it carefully, but the more he looked, the more serious his expression became.

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