Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"No, this is a dark history, just before the witch hunt. Because the content was afraid of scaring the little wizards, it was placed in the restricted book area."

"Oh~ What about this "Red Inferi"?"

"This is a record about a dark wizard refining a special Inferi. The refining method is hidden in it, but some fools just can't find it."

"Then this..."

Ai Wen asked one book after another. He picked them up when he liked them, and put them back when he thought they were useless.

"Are you here to purchase goods?"

"Ah, hahahaha, I'm just curious! Hahahaha~O(∩_∩)O"

Riddle fell into speechless silence when he saw this series of hahaha and a row of smiling faces.

"Please don't scribble, thank you!"

"I'm not letting you feel my state, then what is this book..." Ivan still asked about the content of this banned book. It's rare for someone to be the narrator, so don't make good use of it!

"Who's there!" A woman's stern voice sounded not far behind Ivan!

Alvin trembled with fright, and the book in his hand was instantly frightened. Not only that, because the book in his hand was too big, when it fell, Alvin knocked several other books off the shelf when he hurried to get it.

Alvin heard it, it was Professor McGonagall's voice! This cat professor doesn't show mercy when you break the rules.

Ivan was so frightened that he used his fastest hand speed, stuffed the book back haphazardly, then grabbed the diary and jumped up with all his strength!

He jumped directly onto the bookshelf. He controlled his strength quite accurately now and did not make much noise. Then he climbed along the bookshelf to the pillar next to him, firmly grasped the carved edges on the pillar, and stuck it to the pillar. at every turn.

Fortunately, there are small statues on the tops of the pillars in Hogwarts as decorations. This gives Alvin a place to hold his hands and step on his feet. Moreover, at this height and in the direction he is looking for, as long as Professor McGonagall does not look up. If you look around carefully, he will never be discovered!

Professor McGonagall walked in with her wand raised. She had just passed by and checked the restricted book area as usual. She found that the door to the restricted book area was open. She immediately realized that a little wizard had slipped in, so she shouted, hoping that this student Be able to take the initiative to stand up.

But after waiting for a while and no one came out, she decided to find the person herself and deduct 20 points from him!

If you are from your own college, 50 points will be deducted! Never bend the law for personal gain!

But Professor McGonagall came in and walked around, and found no one. However, she saw that the books were not placed in one place, and another one fell to the ground immediately. It seemed that the little wizard found what he wanted and left. , and the bookshelf was not tidied and the door was not closed.

"Well, what is it!" Professor McGonagall made a confused voice.

Alvin's back tightened in fright, and he looked down carefully. He was relieved when he saw Professor McGonagall just lowered his head, put away the unplaced books, and left.

Just now, Professor McGonagall felt as if she had kicked something. When she looked down, she found nothing, only a few books that were about to fall out. She thought she just bumped into the book and didn't care. She sorted it out and left.

Anyway, this area is full of dark history and the like, not dangerous books. It’s not a big deal if they are taken away. Anyway, they will be returned secretly after a while.

Ivan persisted for a few more minutes, until no sound could be heard, and then he slid down from the pillar.

I stretched my hands and feet, which were aching from overexertion due to nervousness, and then sneaked out of the restricted book area. This time I got seven books, which was enough for me to read for a while.

After returning to the dormitory, Ivan was a little envious when he saw his roommate sleeping like a pig. It was already midnight, and he would take Neville for morning exercise tomorrow morning. He also took off his clothes and went to bed.

The next day, after accompanying Neville from morning exercises and having breakfast in the lounge, he took out all the books he had stolen last night before going to class, intending to find one and read it first.

But then he discovered that in addition to the seven stolen books, there was another book called "Eighteenth Century Witches" that looked similar to Riddle's diary.

Riddle’s diary…

lost……

"what!!!"

Alvin made a sharp explosion in the dormitory!

It’s over! ! ! ! !

Chapter 97 Death anniversary party, spider going to drink wedding wine

No one in Aiwen dared to approach him today, even his deskmates tried to stay as far away from him as possible during class.

Ever since Alvin made a sharp explosion in the dormitory in the morning, everyone in Hufflepuff felt that something was wrong with Alvin today, but they didn't know why.

Normally, Ivan would either have a warm smile on his face, or do his own thing quietly, but today when Ivan walked by them, it was like Professor Snape was walking by! Something was so wrong.

"Hey, hey, did one of you eat his food, or did you bully Tiedan and the others?"

"No, who dares! Dare to bully Tiedan and the others to their death?"

"That means someone ate the delicious food he hid."

"Maybe, apart from the harm to friends, this seems to be the only thing that can make Alvin feel bad."

"Whoever did it, go and apologize! Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding you if he hangs you on a tree branch."

Some young wizards who didn’t know the inside story came to ask what was going on. People who had seen it told them that Ivan had made a beggar’s chicken before, dug a pit outside the castle and roasted it. When it was almost cooked, it suddenly Want to go to the toilet.

But this time someone happened to be passing by and saw a clay egg placed under the tree. He picked it up and looked at it, but he didn't expect that it was hot and was thrown out and smashed into pieces! It turned out that there was a delicious chicken inside!

When Ivan came back, he found that his beggar's chicken had been eaten. He didn't expect that such an inconspicuous thing could be found!

When Aiwen asked where his chicken was, the two guys didn't know what they were thinking and blurted out "I don't know!"

Ivan was so angry that he hung the two of them directly on the tree! He also snatched their wands and stuck them on the ground. It happened that these two idiots couldn't cast spells. If Hagrid hadn't put them down for them when he passed by, they would have been hung up all day and all night.

"They are the same, why don't they know?" A little wizard said doubtfully.

"I don't know either. I just blurted it out at that time."

"Ah! So it's you who I'm talking about!" (⊙.⊙)

"Low-key, low-key~"

"..."(￢_￢)

Ivan was in a very irritable mood, how could he make such a stupid mistake! Why didn't you take out the book last night and check it out before going back!

If I had known I could get rid of this scourge, I might as well have spent the night in the forbidden book area! This way he can see the diary that fell on the floor or was placed on the bookshelf when he wakes up in the morning!

He also, whenever he couldn't read well, he had to chase Riddle to ask about the contents of those books last night, why don't he just leave after taking the books? He was just wandering around with nothing to do!

It's too late to say anything now. I hope the diary won't be picked up by others.

In this mood, he was not even in the mood to complain about Lockhart's stage performance today. However, seeing how he was shrouded in shadow today, Lockhart had the good sense not to ask him to come on stage.

After class, he hurriedly found Professor Sprout and used a book he had read last semester to persuade the professor to give him a certificate.

After obtaining the proof, Ai Wen transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the library! ─=≡Σ ?( ▼乩▼)?

After entering the restricted book area, Alvin went to the row of bookshelves last night based on his memory. He found it correctly. The book "Execution in the Fourteenth Century" was still there, but he rummaged through the row of bookshelves and couldn't find what he wanted. To find that diary.

"Where's Lao Fu? Lao Fu, come out! If you can't, just say something~" Ivan muttered while searching the row of bookshelves over and over again.

After searching this row of bookshelves, I searched in the front and back rows, but I still didn’t see the old diary!

He was really sweating after saying this~

"Are you okay? The book you are looking for is in the third row of the bookshelf on your left. You won't find it even if you search there for a year."

Seeing that Alvin hadn't come out for so long, Ms. Pings came to see if he was peeking at some books he shouldn't be reading.

"Okay, thank you, I'll leave now." After getting the book written on the certificate, Ivan left the restricted book area under the watchful eyes of Ms. Pings.

He has searched all over, but there is no diary at all. The books in the rows of bookshelves are neatly stacked and have not been borrowed by anyone at all. The book he took last night is not here, so the diary is not here at all.

Where can we go?

Alvin wanted to go crazy.

For several days, people, ghosts, pets, and portraits in the castle could see a Hufflepuff student who lowered his head all day long, always looking for something.

These days, in addition to daily tasks, he spent all his time looking for traces of the diary, but found nothing!

He even found it openly later! I asked the pickers one after another if they had ever seen an old black diary, at least the kind from fifty years ago.

But the answer was all denial.

Perhaps... Voldemort has discovered in the hands of a new person that he can absorb life force, so he beguiled that person not to tell the news about the diary.

After all, others are not you. You can use magic powder to release the magic power of the diary. That thing is like a simple version of the Imperius Curse. It is not easy to control an individual!

But it had been so many days, and he hadn't seen anyone under Voldemort's control to cause trouble, which made him a little unsure.

Are you afraid? He wasn't afraid, unless Voldemort himself came.

But he was afraid that the person in the dark would launch a sneak attack and harm other students. Although he remembered that no one died in the original book, who could be sure about the reality!

Tsk~ It’s annoying! (#｀ Pan′)

On Halloween, Alvin went to the auditorium underground to attend the Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party as scheduled.

"Welcome...to my...anniversary of death...Ivan." The almost headless Nick welcomed Alvin's arrival at the door in a sad tone.

It's not that he can't understand it. After all, this is the anniversary of his death, the day he died, not the day he was born.

After saying hello to Nick, Alvin went inside to visit.

"Hey~ Good guy!"

Here, he saw hundreds of floating ghosts, as well as the heart-wrenching and deadly ghost waltz!

I don’t know how many years the band has been dead, and they can’t even play the scales, but these ghosts don’t seem to hear it, they don’t react at all, and some even look intoxicated!

Soon he saw three scared and frozen little lions. These ghosts gathered together and were so sinister that even if Uncle Ying's compass came, he would not know where to point. How could it not be cold?

Luckily he wore an extra layer! (～￣▽￣)～

"Evan, you're here." Harry quickly walked to Ivan to find a sense of security. It was so scary!

Ron and Hermione also came over with grimaces, and it looked like they were having a hard time.

Ivan was also having a hard time because he saw the table of rotten, moldy and maggot-infested food. If it hadn't been rotten, it would have been a sumptuous banquet! The tombstone-shaped cake in the middle of the table reads:

Sir Nicholas de Mimsy Porpington - died 1492 October 10

"That's pretty much what happened!"

Just as Nick took the stage to speak, a carriage drawn by twelve ghost horses flew in.

At the front is a big man holding his lost head. The ghost is Sir Patrick, the leader of the Headless Knights.

I really didn’t expect that they would actually be willing to attend Nick’s death anniversary. Are they here to entertain him?

But looking at their underworld operation of using their own heads as balls to kick, Alvin doesn't quite understand what's worth Nick joining?