Chapter 162 Attack on the Prize Showroom
Under the effect of the copying spell, "Advanced Potion Making" became two copies. Rove quietly put the copies in the box, and put the original back.
Rove has always wanted to get this "Advanced Potion Production", but he couldn't find a chance... This is a rare opportunity tonight, so you can't miss it.
Professor Snape's old potion textbook is definitely a treasure trove, because it contains his improvements to many potion brewing steps.
Rove has "Snape's talent for potions", and if given enough time, he can definitely figure out the operation of those potions.
But he only has one year, and his study energy needs to be used in more critical places, so it is necessary to get this textbook.
What's more, there are many magics invented by Snape in the textbook.
During the process of taking the textbook, Rove didn't let Neville and Hannah see it. Snape could use Legilimency, but he didn't have a bottom line like Dumbledore, and he didn't know how to use it on students.
Rove helped the two of them clean the floor again. At this moment, a Bowtruckle turned the doorknob and wandered into the classroom, making a cooing sound of warning.
"Professor Snape is here, you two be careful... stay out of the way."
Rove hurriedly used the magic of the invisible beast to make his figure disappear again. Neville and Hannah both cleaned the room seriously.
After a while, Snape opened the door and strode in, seeing Neville and Hannah sweeping the floor honestly... He nodded in satisfaction.
The attitude is still good!
But when Snape walked towards the cauldron, he just glanced at it and frowned. The cauldron had been basically cleaned up, and the efficiency was ridiculously fast.
If it was Scamander cleaning, of course it would be normal, but if it was the stupid duo of Longbottom and Abbott... why did Snape not believe it?
He stared at Neville and said coldly, "Who has been here?"
Snape's eyes seemed to have a penetrating effect, Neville lowered his head in fear, and stammered:
"No...no one, Professor."
According to Rove's explanation, it's fine to kill him and refuse to admit it. Anyway, Snape has no evidence.
Snape grinned suddenly: "Scamander is here, isn't he? Huh I think... I'll catch him."
Rove stood in the corner without moving, and then saw Snape wave his wand.
After the locker was opened, a magic item made of glass that looked like a spinning top floated out.
This is the looking glass, which acts as a dark magic detector that lights up and spins if anyone suspicious is around.
Wizards who use the Disillusionment Charm and the Invisibility Cloak are on the list.
Snape walked around the room with the looking glass, frowning because the looking glass didn't shine at all.
But Snape had just used Legilimency to check Longbottom's memory, and Scamander was still here when he entered the room.
Shouldn't it? !
Rove sat on the chair and pulled down the hood of his robe to cover his face. Fortunately, he brought this thing... Otherwise, if he was sure that he was in the room, according to Snape's habit, digging three feet would be the same. Get him out!
At this moment, a howling sound suddenly sounded throughout the castle, the sound was shrill and frightening.
"Longbottom, Aibo, you two stay here temporarily, don't run around!"
Snape didn't care about looking for Rove either, he turned around and opened the door and rushed out with his wand in his hand.
Rove thought for a while, and followed suit.
But he didn't take the stairs, that was too slow. He walked along the corridor of the basement to a portrait of Mopsos.
Mopsos was an ancient Greek prophet and a fortune-teller in the dynasty of Amphilokos, who was later killed alive in a scolding battle.
"It's true!"
After Rove finished speaking the password, the picture frame opened, revealing a secret passage. He got into the secret passage and reached the third floor in the shortest time.
There was another shrill cry, this time it could be clearly judged that the sound came from the fourth floor.
Rove walked towards the stairs, but saw a figure suddenly appearing in the dim corridor in the distance, running towards another corridor.
Rove followed, but the man was very fast and disappeared around the corner in an instant. When he chased after him again, there was no one there.
At this moment, a door in the corridor opened, and Harry came out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, apparently also hearing the screams, and hurried towards the fourth floor.
Rove could no longer find the man in black, so he had no choice but to walk towards the fourth floor. He quickly followed the sound and came to the prize showroom.
The Trophies Room contains crystal glass cabinets displaying trophies, shields, medals and statues, as well as a list of past Student Council Presidents.
But at this time, the glass cabinet in the room had fallen to the ground, the medals were scattered everywhere, the room was in a mess, and Filch was still lying unconscious on the ground.
Ron was hung on a tall statue, and his robes strangled the statue so that he didn't fall off.
But at this moment, he finally couldn't hold it anymore. There was a click, and the robe was split. Ron fell to the ground violently, twitched twice, rolled his eyes, and passed out completely.
Mrs. Norris rushed to Filch, and his whole body trembled as he exploded.
"Ron!" Harry also ran over and hugged Ron who fell to the ground.
Snape finally arrived at the trophy room. He strode up, knelt down beside Harry, and carefully examined Ron's injuries.
"Oh, Merlin!" Lockhart appeared only now. He saw the scene in the room and said in shock, "What happened here?!"
Rove glanced at Harry, then at Lockhart, frowning slightly.
Lockhart saw Ron lying on the ground and asked, "Is the boy dead?"
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall came to the showroom last. They had just discussed matters in the principal's office on the eighth floor. After hearing the reports from the portraits, they rushed over immediately.
"Professor Dumbledore, come and see, an administrator and a student died!"
Lockhart gave Professor McGonagall a big jump as soon as he opened his mouth. Her legs gave way and she almost lost her balance.
Hearing what Lockhart said, Harry cried even more sadly. He grabbed Ron's leg desperately and said:
"Ron, wake up quickly, what will I do if you die... wake up quickly!"
"It must have been a curse that killed them both... It's a pity that I didn't see the murderer. If only I had come earlier, I would have caught the murderer..." Lockhart said excitedly:
"They wouldn't have died if I were here! Oh, what a pity."
"They just passed out!" Snape said impatiently.
Lockhart was counting how many murders he had prevented in total, when he suddenly stopped, he coughed and said:
"Yeah, I thought so too! I just found out they're not dead."
Dumbledore didn't even look at Lockhart. He walked up to Snape and said with concern:
"Can you wake it up?"
Snape took out a small bottle from his pocket. After he opened the bottle, a strong stench came from inside, like thousands of maggots, slowly crawling into everyone's noses.
It was a potion made from the fluid secreted by the skunk's glands. As soon as Snape put it in front of Ron's nose, he woke up, gasping for fresh air.
Dumbledore squatted down, put his hand on Ron's shoulder, stared into his eyes and asked:
"Mr. Weasley, who attacked you and Mr. Filch?"
Ron's brain went down for a few seconds before he said in horror:
"I didn't see that thing clearly...but it was a huge monster! It knocked Filch out with one tail!"
Rove narrowed his eyes... an unknown creature?
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