After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Chapter 242 HP (66)

On Halloween Eve, a dinner party was held in the castle as usual, and Yang Mei accidentally ran into a ghost who invited Harry to attend his Deathday dinner that night.

There were not many ghosts in the castle, but even so, Yang Mei didn't recognize who was talking to Harry.

"That should be Gryffindor's resident ghost, Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington." After listening to Yang Mei's description, Draco quickly guessed the identity of the ghost.

"Perhaps you're more familiar with the name 'Nearly Headless Nick'?"

Yang Mei nodded. He had indeed heard this name several times.

"Sir Nicholas lived in the 15th century. He was in Gryffindor when he was studying at Hogwarts. After graduation, he openly dated Muggles and was awarded a knighthood. He was a minister in the court of King Henry VII." At this point, Draco couldn't help but complain, "I think if he was born in recent decades, he would definitely be liquidated by the Dark Lord."

"Then what? Logically speaking, he is considered a superior person in the Muggle world. Why did he become like this?" Yang Mei asked curiously.

Draco wanted to laugh. "It is said that one night after Nicholas became a knight, he was walking in the garden of the palace and happened to meet a lady in the palace. The lady knew that Nicholas was a wizard, so she asked Nicholas to use magic to help her straighten her teeth. But somehow, not only did he fail to help the lady straighten her teeth, but he also made the lady grow a mouthful of fangs.

So Nicholas' wand was confiscated and he was imprisoned, and finally sentenced to death.

The most unfortunate thing was that when the death penalty was executed, the executioner could not find a whetstone and could only use a very blunt axe to chop Nicholas' neck. Even after forty-five strokes, he was unable to completely cut off his neck.

This story does sound a bit absurd, but Nicholas came out with it himself. I think it is either true, or the truth is even more ridiculous than what he said. "

Yang Mei nodded obediently: "Your analysis makes sense."

……

At last year's Halloween party, Quirrell broke into the castle and told everyone that there was a troll in the castle.

No one thought Halloween would be so unlucky this year.

But it turns out that it could be even worse.

Fortunately, everyone finished the dinner this year, unlike last year when they only ate half of it.

After leaving the auditorium, the young wizards from the four academies had to walk through a corridor together, and then they split into four different directions and returned to their dormitories.

As a result, something went wrong before they could "divert".

"Damn it, why is there so much water in this corridor!" Parkinson complained.

Yang Mei frowned as she looked at the dirty corner of her robe, and her mood became not so good.

"Ah!!" Suddenly, screams rang out one after another.

What caused the scream was the bloody words on the wall of the corridor ahead.

[The door to the secret room has been opened. Enemies of the heirs... beware]

"That's Mrs. Norris from Filch, right?!" a little wizard shouted in horror.

Everyone looked to the side and saw that it was actually that skinny cat. Someone had hung it on the oil lamp on the wall. It looked straight and stiff, and no one knew if it was dead.

Harry, his friends Ron and Neville were standing closest to Mrs. Norris. They seemed to have arrived here before the main force.

Yang Mei was not very clear about the thought processes of these three people. What good would it be for them to stand so close to the crime scene at this time?

At this time Filch also arrived. He thought that the disobedient little wizards were doing something against the school rules again.

"What happened?! Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Filch squeezed into the encirclement from outside the crowd. He saw Mrs. Norris hanging on the wall, who was not aware of her own mortality.

It only takes a moment for an adult to collapse. For Filch, Mrs. Norris was his only family.

But every time Yang Mei saw Mrs. Norris, she couldn't help but wonder how Filch had raised his only family member to be such a "refugee"? Obviously, Hogwarts didn't need a bite of food.

"Mrs. Norris?" Filch shouted in disbelief. Mrs. Norris naturally had no way to respond to him. He looked at Harry again, "You killed my cat, Potter?!"

Harry waved his hands and shook his head frantically: "No, it's not me!"

Filch's orange-peel face gradually turned crazy. He grabbed Harry by the collar and said, "I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Harry struggled to pry Filch's hands apart. "Why would I want to kill Mrs. Norris for no reason?! It was already like this when we got here!"

Filch naturally couldn't believe him, but fortunately Dumbledore arrived in time. He ordered Filch to let Harry go and told him that Mrs. Norris was not dead, but was just petrified. As long as the mandrake planted by Professor Sprout matured, Mrs. Norris would be freed from the petrification.

Filch no longer pursued Harry, but everyone could see that he still believed that Harry was the murderer of Mrs. Norris.

"Let's go, it's just another farce." Yang Mei said to Draco. The wet corridor had begun to emit an unpleasant smell because of the crowds of people crowded here.

When Draco saw the blood words on the wall, he immediately thought of Riddle. His intuition told him that this matter was related to Riddle.

"Okay, let's go." After returning to the dormitory, he asked Phil about the inside story!