Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 123 The Sigh of Misfits
"Where should I go?"

"Here... I remember that there is a portrait of a bearded old man here. Just pass it and turn right, and then pass the classroom where we have the Transfiguration class, and you will be able to reach that corridor!"

After going up to the third floor, the two little wizards had clearly raised their vigilance. The thought of going to sleep in their minds was completely washed away by the rising adrenaline at this moment.

Draco picked up the wand. To be on the safe side, he didn't use fluorescent flashes for lighting. Instead, he chose to rely directly on the sporadic moonlight outside the window and his own memory, and groped towards the goal.

"What if we meet him...?"

Touching the cold wall next to him, and following carefully step by step, Harry pursed his lips, and raised his doubts despite being a bit worried.

"It doesn't matter, we don't need to confront him head-on, we just need to know what he is going to do... Then we will go back to the dormitory immediately, and tell Headmaster Snape about it as soon as possible in the morning tomorrow... Or some other professor."

Obviously, Draco was not a reckless guy.The moment he decided to follow up, he had already made corresponding plans and arrangements.

However, upon hearing this, Harry couldn't help being stunned...but subconsciously thought of

"So we're still going to get caught?"

No, it's not about being caught anymore... It's about sending it to the door and telling the professors that the two of us sneaked out yesterday and followed a wave of suspects along the way!Isn't it brave?

It's really weird...Harry couldn't help but groan inwardly.

But Draco in the front didn't have the time to pay attention to Harry's thoughts behind, because at this moment he was holding his wand tightly in his hand, fully prepared for battle, paying attention to any disturbance in front of him, as if if there was anything wrong, he would It will be a spell to greet directly.

What I have to praise is that Charlie's education of Draco in just seven days is obviously very effective.

At this moment, even though he is highly concentrated, the posture of holding the stick in his hand has not changed. It is still so elegant, just like his uncle.

Suddenly, as if he noticed something, Draco's footsteps stopped, his ears moved, and then his eyes lit up.

"I seem to hear his footsteps—over here!"

Shen Sheng said, then immediately accelerated a few minutes, following the direction of the sound, striding forward.

Harry was helpless, seeing Draco quicken his pace, in order to prevent any accidents, he had no choice but to follow him closely.

Turning around, as Draco walked, the sound of the footsteps became more and more obvious.

In the dim environment, the rustling sounds reverberated in the empty corridor... Normally, no one would pay attention to this place, but only now, in this environment Underneath, it is very provocative.

So Draco and Harry have no possibility of going the wrong way at all, they just need to follow the trail carefully, and there will be no problems.

Sure enough, just as Draco imagined, following the trail of that strange figure, the two of them began to get closer and closer to the so-called forbidden area on the third floor.

"We're getting closer and closer to him!"

Tiny beads of sweat flowed down from his forehead, along with the two strands of blond hair that had just been straightened up, quietly slipping down.

Draco paused. At this moment, the movement of that figure seemed to be close at hand. The other person's footsteps stepped on the floor, but every time he made a mistake, it seemed to be stepping on his own heart. Even he didn't realize it. Began to fall into a certain tension.

"Just turn right one more time... that's the forbidden corridor that Headmaster Dumbledore was talking about, isn't it?"

Harry was also nervous, he tried to calm his breath, and asked Draco carefully.

Draco nodded, and didn't say anything else... That strange figure had already walked into this corridor, and it wouldn't take long for them to know what the other party wanted to do, and the rest of the time It was just waiting...waiting for his footsteps to stop, waiting for his next move.

The man didn't make them wait too long, the footsteps that seemed to be stepping on Draco's heart finally stopped, and there was no more sound.

"coming!"

He immediately became alert, not only did his heartbeat not relax because of this, but it beat even harder.

He even faintly doubted whether this violent heartbeat would be more obvious than that figure's footsteps in this dark and secluded corridor?
But Draco shook his head and didn't think about anything else.

After concentrating all his energy in front of his eyes again, he grabbed the hard stone edge at the corner of the corridor, poked his head out bit by bit, and held his breath at the same time, not even daring to take a breath.

At this moment, it is so similar to the scene at the stairs just now...

However, just when Draco thought everything would go as smoothly as he imagined, an accident happened.

Looking up, in the corridor, the moonlight reflected palely on the floor, and reflected the light vaguely on the walls on both sides, so that people could see the locked wooden doors.

It was so empty that it made people feel flustered, there was not even a shadow of anything, let alone the figure they had just been chasing...

Draco's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and his beating heart suddenly stagnated. The sweat that was originally dripping down became dense and dense, covering his forehead almost instantly.

"what happened!?"

He asked incredulously, as if he was asking Harry, or himself, and more like asking that weird figure directly.

"Draco what did you see?"

Harry, who was hiding behind Draco, saw the other party's reaction, and became anxious for a moment. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the other party's cloak, trying to get some reaction from the other party.

However, after Draco finished asking this sentence, there was no other movement.In desperation, Harry had no choice but to stick his head out himself.

For a moment, the two of them fell silent... Looking at each other, they both saw the same expression on the other's face as they did at this time.

"He... what about others?"

Harry was so frightened by this scene that he stuttered directly, while gesturing with his hand, he asked Draco.

"I don't know!" Draco frowned tightly, and shook his head vigorously, even if the hair slipped down, he ignored it at the moment, even though they vaguely blocked his sight.

"We have been following him, listening to his footsteps coming this way! How is it possible..."

He lowered his head and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, while his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about what went wrong.

However... just when the two of them lost their sense of proportion and were only focused on confirming the empty corridor over and over again, behind them, the figure closely followed by Harry and Draco quietly disappeared. emerge.

"Hey...you, what are you doing...what are you doing?"

The sudden, sudden voice startled both Harry and Draco.Goosebumps all over the body also covered the whole body.

Grabbing the partner beside him, he staggered and rolled forward. With almost no time to think, relying on his own instinct, Draco raised his wand high in the direction from which the figure came.

"SERPEN - (Oolong out of the hole)"

Draco just halfway through the spell in his mouth, a red light instantly sparked and turned into a chain, hitting his wrist directly, there was almost no gap of reaction, and a strong traction came.The next second, the wand was released and flew into the opponent's hand...

"Cold... calm down, two, two Sly... Slytherin gentlemen."

He took the wand, but the man didn't do anything again, he just said that he was not in danger, he raised both hands holding the wand upwards, spoke his You Qi stuttering words, and continued

"It's...it's me, your black magic defense, defense teacher, Quirrell."

Until then, the two people recovered from the shock and noticed that under the iconic purple turban was the harmless face of Quirrell.

He was wearing a loose blue-and-white striped pajamas at the moment, and besides the sleepiness that had just woken up, there was a bit of bewilderment on his face.

"teacher!?"

Harry's eyes widened, covering his heart with one hand, and pointing at him tremblingly with the other, it seemed that he was really frightened.

"Why are you here?!"

Quirrell looked at him with strange eyes.

He threw the wand he had just seized in his hand back to Draco, and then asked

"This... this, I should ask you, you guys. For example, if I'm not wrong, it should be time to sleep now, right?"

"Why are you here?!"

The wand was back in his hand, and Draco couldn't help but gather himself.

He secretly exhaled, and his tensed shoulders became loose, hanging on both sides weakly.

But Harry, after recovering, immediately remembered the most important purpose of him and Draco going up to the third floor.

So he hurriedly spoke again, excitedly wanting to report what happened to the professor.

"Me and Draco, we—"

However, just halfway through his words, before he could finish, Draco's foot stepped on his shoe suddenly, which made him stop abruptly when he was about to blurt out.

Draco continued to take a step forward, and naturally stood in front of him, calmly accepted the conversation, and continued
"We couldn't sleep at night, so we wanted to buy some candy to eat... As a result, the candy vending machine in the Slytherin lounge was empty, so we had no choice but to sneak out, wanting to see—I I remember that there is also a candy vending machine on the third floor, right, Professor."

Draco showed a somewhat harmless smile, shrugged at the same time, and spread his hands to express his helplessness.

And Harry is not a silly kid... After hearing what Draco said, his face changed, and then he nodded naturally, looked at Quirrell with a smile, and never mentioned the original question just now. What was about to be said.

"indeed……"

Without thinking too much, Rocky nodded, then turned sideways, the wand in his hand glowed with a warm yellow light, illuminating the direction of another corridor.

"The third floor does... yes, there is a candy vending machine. It's just, just, that, that's for the professor's dormitory."

As Quirrell said, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at the two of them again.

After a while, he continued to speak

"But... if you really, really want to eat, I can take you there, buy, buy some, how about?"

As he spoke, he also laughed.It was as if he was the same as the daytime, and he was still the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor that all the students liked.

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After a while, Harry and Draco staggered down the stairs with another bag full of sweets.

And Quirrell stood at the stairs with a gentle face, waved to them, and reminded intimately:

"Go back and sleep well... I won't, I won't tell Mr. Filch."

"Thank you, Professor Quirrell!"

Hearing the other party's words, Harry, who was already halfway down the stairs, couldn't help but turned his head, and raised his head to thank Professor Quirrell above.

But at the next moment, when he had just finished speaking, he suddenly noticed... When the vague darkness covered Quirrell's kind and gentle face, leaving only the simplest outline, no matter in terms of height or body shape, unexpectedly They are all the same as the figure they vaguely saw....

"Gudong..." Harry's Adam's apple trembled violently a few times, as if he had formed a conditioned reflex, he looked at Draco who was on the side.

Draco also smiled and waved goodbye to Quirrell, but Harry could clearly hear him forcefully squeeze out a few words from between his teeth
"Don't say anything, just go back."

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Although Harry was shocked and wanted to confide ten thousand words in his heart, he still held back.

Draco took out his favorite licorice stick from the candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and started to chew.

As he said, along the way, the two of them walked straight back to the Slytherin lounge without saying anything, and climbed straight into their own beds.

It's just lying in bed, but Harry can't sleep anymore...

He tossed and turned on the bed, turning his body constantly.Their minds were all about Professor Quirrell and the figure they had seen.

He began to unconsciously recall what Quirrell looked like in his impression.

Cowardice, timidity, stuttering, low self-esteem... Will such a person really be associated with that horrible guy?

Harry asked himself, but couldn't give his so-called answer.

There are only two out-of-group sighs in the peaceful breathing of the roommates.

(End of this chapter)