Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 121 Chapter 110 VII Hogwarts Night Tour

At night, the moon hangs high, and the moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains of the Slytherin dormitory on the wooden floor with the traces of time, and also sprinkles on the beds of the little wizards... as white as frost.

Harry was soundly asleep at the moment.After a full day of study and life, he hardly paused, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

The sound of even breathing became the only tone in the silent and dark room, and there was nothing else.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly sat up from the bed.

He opened his eyes and looked around for a week. After gradually adapting to the dim environment around him, he slowly got up.Then he quietly walked to Harry's bed and stopped there.

After a while, there was movement.He raised his arm carefully, patted Harry who was sleeping soundly, and called out softly while patting.
"Harry... are you asleep? Harry, wake up! Are you asleep?"

"Ok?"

Harry, who was disturbed, made a dull and suspicious nasal sound unconsciously.

Then he turned around with difficulty, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Draco?"

Seeing the iconic blond hair, although it was messed up at the moment, and it was not sprayed with hairspray as it was during the day, he still easily recognized the person who came.

Harry propped up his upper body with his arms, and while looking at the mysterious Draco next to him, he asked with a somewhat dazed expression just waking up.

"What's the matter? It's so late..."

However, compared to Harry's sleepiness at the moment, Draco is in a completely different state.

It was already late at night, but Draco's face was still full of expression, and even his eyes were still shining.

"Come on, Harry, get up! Let's go to the restricted section of the library!"

"Forbidden... book area!"

As soon as these words came out, Harry was taken aback immediately, his original daze disappeared a lot, and his mind regained consciousness in an instant.

His eyes widened slightly, subconsciously he picked up the glasses next to the pillow and put them back on, then looked at Draco, and asked in an inconceivable whisper
"What are you doing there?!"

Hearing Harry's doubts, Draco didn't answer immediately, but got up and went back to his bedside, and hugged his uncle, that is, Charlie's huge notebook.

Then he skillfully opened it and showed Harry the contents inside.

"Look... this position."

As if he was afraid that Harry would not see it, he quickly pointed to a small line of vacancy in the densely packed notes.

Harry squinted his eyes, and could barely see some of the content by the moonlight, but he was not careful, and could only be confirmed by a few traces. This was probably an incomplete spell... But what is the specific meaning of this spell? What can be done, there is no idea.

"What spell is this?"

Harry aroused a little curiosity, couldn't help but sat up, stretched out his hand to caress the ink soaked paper on the notebook, and the marks left by the pen tip engraved on it, turned to Draco and asked

"I do not know either………"

Draco shrugged, not lying to Harry, and replied frankly

"Today, when I was doing my Potions class homework, as usual, I looked through my uncle's notebook. Then I suddenly found this - between the notes on the compound potion and the notes on the shrinking potion, my uncle wrote a An incomplete spell..."

While answering Harry's question, the light in Draco's eyes became brighter, and the rare excitement in his tone couldn't help...

At least after Harry got to know him, he rarely saw his friend so excited (except that Snape boasted that he was better at Potions than Mr. Black in the same year.)
"I guess this is definitely a powerful spell, and it may even... be some kind of ancient spell that has been lost for a long time like it is written in the storybook."

Draco continued to "bewitch" Harry with a seductive tone until
After all, they are all teenagers of this age, and they often have unrealistic dreams and a passion to embark on adventures for this unrealistic dream at any time.

As Draco muttered softly, Harry had to admit, his heart moved.

"An ancient spell that has been lost?"

He took another deep look at the notebook left by Mr. Black, then turned his head and asked Draco
"So you're going to the Restricted Section and finish this spell?"

"That's right!"

Seemingly glad that Harry understood what he meant so quickly, Draco nodded quickly, his voice raised slightly.

"I'm going to find the rest of the spell, and I'll show it to my uncle when I go back from vacation. He will be very happy!"

Listening to Draco's words, Harry's eyes couldn't help showing a bit of envy.But then I remembered what the professors said before, and the enthusiasm that quietly surged in my heart was suppressed by reason.

"But didn't the restricted area say it was dangerous? The professor said..."

Before he finished speaking, Draco waved his hand, interrupted him, and said
"What are you afraid of? My mother told me! She said that the first time my uncle violated discipline and ran into the restricted area and was caught, it was also in the first grade! Since I decided to follow in my uncle's footsteps, this matter is inevitable. Short!"

"Does it mean being caught?" Harry looked at Draco, who was full of fighting spirit, as if his eyes could shoot out fire, and subconsciously shrank his neck, and asked weakly
"No, it means going to the restricted area!"

That look without the slightest hesitation seemed to confirm this matter, no matter how difficult it was, he would do it.Harry couldn't help heaving a sigh because of his determination.

As a friend, Harry certainly couldn't just watch Draco run out by himself...

After all, it was okay to meet Filch, at most he was caught and educated and then punished.However, if there is any danger, then when the time comes, it will be too late for people to regret.

So, he had no choice but to nod, flipped through his clothes quickly, got out of bed, and walked towards the exit of the lounge together with Draco.

"and many more--"

When he was walking to the door, suddenly, Draco seemed to think of something, and stopped for a while.

Then, under Harry's strange gaze, he hurried back to his bedside, picked up his wand, and stuffed it carefully into his pocket.

"Bring a wand, just in case!"

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In the late-night corridor of Hogwarts, two Slytherin students who were only in the first grade took their first step on the road of "breaking the law and discipline".Just like that, holding a small lantern that he didn't know where to find, with the faint light, Draco started to lead Harry towards the restricted area of ​​the library based on his memory.

It’s not as warm as when I was still in the dormitory. The darkness in the corridors of the old castle in the middle of the night can’t be seen through to the end, which inevitably makes people feel a little timid.

In order to distract himself, Draco started to tell stories to Harry behind him while walking along the way.

"Actually, my mother told me back then that it wasn't just my uncle who was arrested, but also an unlucky guy who went to the restricted area with him..."

He said casually, looking left and right at the surrounding oil paintings.

All the characters in the oil painting have closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep, except for a few empty ones, who seemed to be not very peaceful, and ran to other places to play in the dark.

"Who is that hapless bastard?"

Hearing this, Harry raised his head, glanced at the back of Draco's head not far in front, and asked curiously

"How do I know... maybe it's his friend? But my mother said that my uncle didn't like to make friends very much when he was a child, so maybe I just met him by chance."

"Really? I thought a man like Mr. Black would have a lot of people who would love to be friends with him."

Harry's tone was slightly surprised.

"It's a lot... After all, my uncle has been so good since he was a child. It's just that among so many people, there are very few who are qualified to be his friends. After all, only good enough people will attract enough good people. You understand me mean?"

Draco cast a glance at Harry who was following closely behind him.

"Uh... probably understand." Harry hesitated for a while, then reluctantly nodded his head to express his understanding.

.........

Just as the two of them were talking to each other, and they were talking vigorously, suddenly, in the darkness not far ahead, a sudden "cough" completely broke up the atmosphere.

Harry and Draco's hearts that had been slightly rested suddenly rose again, their voices stopped abruptly, and then they looked at each other.

"Is it Filch?"

Harry lowered his voice like a mosquito, tugged at the corner of Draco's robe, and asked anxiously
"Don't be so nervous...it might even be Nearly Headless Nick."

Draco bent down a little, looked in the direction of the voice, his lips twitched a little, and answered Harry's question.

Unfortunately, not long after he finished speaking, the sound of approaching footsteps broke his guess.

"Well, it's indeed Filch." Draco sighed, and turned the knob of the lantern in his hand, so that the light that enveloped the two of them gradually went out.

"Let's find a place to hide first."

After all, it was the first time he sneaked out late at night, and Harry's business was far from as proficient as before. He swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and made his suggestion.

"No, no, I have a way."

Draco shook his head, and reached into his pocket for his wand.

"what are you going to do!?"

Seeing Draco's posture, Harry was taken aback, thinking he was going to do something to Filch, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist holding the wand.

"Just a little spell..."

The sound of footsteps began to become clearer and clearer. Seeing that Filch was about to come over, Draco threw away Harry's arm and hurriedly aimed the tip of his wand at him, without bothering to explain anything to Harry.

"Disillusionment Charm! (Disillusionment Charm)"

With a sound of "Peng", the tip of the staff shining with silver-white light hit Harry's body.

It seemed that a cold liquid flowed down from the place where the wand had just struck, spreading all over his body, and Harry couldn't help shivering.

And it was the flashing white light just now that made Filch notice something.

"Who is there!!!"

Filch's hoarse shout came from not far away, and it was obvious that he could hear his footsteps a little faster, hesitantly
"Draco!!" Harry hurriedly reminded in a moment of anxiety.

"Don't worry."

Compared to his partner's panic, Draco looked extremely calm at this moment.

It can be seen that he has already made full preparations for today's night tour, and he has naturally made sufficient preparations for the most troublesome Filch in the plan.

The wand changed direction, pointing at Draco himself, still doing the exact same spell.Another white light flashed, and the illusion spell was cast on him.

At this moment, Harry was surprised to find that Draco's figure gradually disappeared without a trace.

"Stand against the wall. Don't be afraid of anything. Filch won't find us."

The voice fell in mid-air and reached Harry's ears.

At the same time, Filch, who was carrying a kerosene lamp, also ran over aggressively.

Harry was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth, and together with Draco, he leaned against the wall beside him.

The stone castle walls were icy cold, and Harry and Draco couldn't help but gasp, but facing Filch who was pacing approaching, they didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements.

"Hmph! Do you think you can escape like this?"

Under Harry's horrified gaze, Filch stopped just in front of him.

Even the orange kerosene lamp in his hand was only ten centimeters away from Harry's nose.Harry held his breath in fright, and at the same time prayed secretly in his heart.

Fortunately, Filch didn't think much about it, he just thought that the little wizard just now had gone elsewhere.

After looking around to make sure there were no suspicious signs, he lowered his head and gave an order to the gray and bony female cat beside him.

"Ms. Norris! You go to the left, I go to the right, and together we go to outflank that little wizard who knows nothing!"

As if she was born able to understand human speech, after Luo let out a "meow", Mrs. Norris' dexterous body moved instantly, turned into a bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing Mrs. Norris rushing out, Filch stopped writing, and said with a smile, "Good cat."

Then he also ran up with Huchihuchi, intercepting them from the right according to the plan.

Harry turned his head and cast his gaze in the direction Filch left. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the light of the kerosene lamp in his hand gradually disappearing in the darkness.Wipe away the sweat that doesn't exist on his head with his hands.

"What spell is this?"

He looked around, as if looking for signs of Draco.He knew that Draco should be beside him at this moment.

"The Disillusionment Charm. Something my uncle wrote in his notebook. It took me a long time to learn this."

Two more rays of light flickered from Draco's wand, and the figures of the two emerged again.

"Okay, let Filch fight the wits with the air first... let's go!"

Turning the knob of the lantern again to make the lights appear, Draco smiled and waved to Harry, and continued on the road just now, striding forward.

(End of this chapter)