Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

However, the plan did not go smoothly. First, he and Ron were driven away by Professor McGonagall from the doorway of Fluffy's door, and Snape discovered that Hermione was suspicious. When the three reunited in the common room, they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, which was obviously a bit frustrating.

"Well, it seems that it can only be like this, isn't it?" Hermione and Ron both stared at Harry, only to see his face pale and his eyes bright.

"I sneak out from here tonight, I want to get Philosopher's Stone first!"

"You are crazy!" Ron said. "You can't do this!"

"You didn't hear what McGonagall and Snape said? You will be fired!" Hermione apparently disagreed.

But when Harry's expression was painfully saying "Voldemort killed my parents," Ron and Hermione were both speechless.

Yes, Voldemort killed his parents, an unavoidable fact and the biggest reason Harry chose to stop Voldemort returning and face his enemies.

Obviously, neither Ron nor Hermione has the means and the qualification to deny this.

He glared at Ron and Hermione as if to say that even if they didn't agree, he would definitely go.

"You are right, Harry." Hermione was weak and authentic.

"Fortunately, Marx took the Invisibility Cloak back that day, I think I will use it." Harry said, remembering Marx again. "I don't know, where did Marx go? I really want to ask him. What advice."

"But can it cover all three of us?" Ron wondered.

"We? Three people?"

"Oh, don't be stupid! Do you think we will let you act alone? Obviously, you need help."

"Of course not," Hermione also crossed her arms and carried her little chin proudly. "How come you think about leaving us, looking for Philosopher's Stone alone? I better go over my books. Maybe you can find something useful... yes, it's best to call Marx --"

"But we can't find him." Ron opened her mouth.

"But... if we are caught, even you will be fired." Harry obviously didn't want his good friends to be implicated.

"Maybe not," Hermione showed a confident smile. "Flitwick secretly told me that he had 112 points in Charms' exam! With such a high score, they were reluctant to drive me away."

"But I can't say it," Ron patted his forehead. "I think we should look for Marx again and let him deal with Professor McGonagall is the most appropriate."

After dinner, they carefully avoided the crowd and searched everywhere in Hogwarts Castle. But this doesn't seem to have any effect - he didn't even have dinner time, just like it evaporated from school.

In the end, they returned to the common room. Hermione looked at the books and notes in a hurry, trying to find a few spells that could be used, or something else.

Harry and Ron seldom talk, they are thinking about what they are going to do in a while.

Waiting for the students to go back to sleep each and everyone, Harry hurried back to Dormitory and took out the invisibility cloak.

Just then, he inadvertently saw a seemingly rough flute that Hagrid gave him at Christmas. He put the flute in his pocket and prepared to use it to deal with Fluffy - he felt that he had no mood to sing to the big dog.

When he ran back to the common room, all three were mentally prepared and they were ready to go. Unexpectedly, Neville got out from behind a sofa.

"What are you doing?" He grabbed his sly Trevor in his hand. It seems that Trevor has just fought for freedom.

"Nothing, Neville, nothing." Harry hurriedly hid his invisibility cloak.

"You are going to go out again." Neville looked at their guilty guilty look and whispered.

After the twists and turns of the last time, Neville seems to have resisted a lot of night travel Hogwarts. He feels that there is no benefit at all, and it may be deduct points.

He was blocking the exit of the common room, the front door of the portrait, and his arms were open to prevent Harry from going out.

"Last night, Marx told Professor McGonagall - he said that I did it right. It is for you to not let you go out, you can't violate the rules." Neville is shining with a firm rays of light, "Marx still Say, I am brave!"

Say that Marx didn't say these words - yes, he said. He feels that Neville has courage in his nature. Although he is very inferior because of the growing environment, he always grows at a critical moment.

Of course, he didn't expect that his own words would be the reason Neville blocked Harry. It can be seen that Neville does have courage, but it seems that the brain is not enough - or, after all, a child!

"I won't let you do this," Neville said, raising his chest. "I want - I want to compare with you!"

"Neville," Ron was furious. "Get out of the hole, don't be an idiot-"

"Don't call me an idiot!" Neville took a step forward.

"Come on, come and hit me!" He raised two chubby fists, loudly said, "I am ready!"

Harry couldn't help but turn to Hermione. He said anxiously: "Think about it."

Hermione stepped forward, licking her thin lips and pointing the wand at Neville.

“I am really very sorry to do this,” she said, “Petrificus Totalus!”

Neville immediately stretched out straight, and the whole person became hard. After shaking in place, like a statue, "pa ta" fell on the fluffy petpet.

Hermione ran over and turned Neville over - his upper and lower gums bite tightly together, fundamentally speechless. Only his eyes were turning and looking at them in horror.

"Hermione, what did you do with him?" Harry whispered.

"This is the whole body binding spell. Marx used this when he punishes Malfoy. He told me some of the points at the time of the operation, it worked well," Hermione looked at Neville sadly. "Oh, sorry Neville, I am really sorry." It is."

Harry took her and left the common room in a hurry - their time was tight, and maybe Snape had already seen Philosopher's Stone.

Along the way, Harry used the trick to go Peeves and then came to the fourth floor of the corridor as quickly as possible.

"Oh - the door is open!" Ron whispered.

"How. See it," Harry whispered. "Snape has successfully passed Fluffy."

Looking at the half-opened wooden door, they seem to be more aware of what they are about to face.

"If you want to leave now, I don't think I will blame you," Harry said. "You can take Invisibility Cloak and you shouldn't need it."

"Don't say silly words." "Let's go in!"

Ron and Hermione said almost simultaneously.

Harry watched them click on the nodded, pressed the heart and touched the door and gently pushed the door open.

With the opening of the door, they immediately sounded a low arrogance in their ears - although he couldn't see Harry hiding under the invisibility cloak, he apparently discovered it.

"Look at the feet, the harp," Hermione whispered.

"I dare say it must have been left by Snape," Ron said.

"Obviously as soon as the music stops, it will wake up immediately." Harry said as he took out the flute. "Well, you listen -"

I don't know if Harry won't, or the harp that the Hagrid cuts is not accurate. It's especially ugly. Ron and Hermione couldn't help but hold their ears.

But this noise-like vagueness seemed to be especially effective for Cerberus Fluffy, which quickly stopped arrogant, the eyelids began to pull, and soon fell asleep on the ground.

Harry continued to blow, and Ron and Hermione went to remove the huge dog's claws that were pressed against a trapdoor.

To be honest, the Fluffy pass is fairly easy, and the level of Devil's Snare is not difficult. Unexpectedly, on the third pass, Harry had an accident for the first time.

"...they are not birds at all!" Harry stood in front of the locked door and looked at the shiny little things that were flying in the air. "They are the keys - the key with wings! Look carefully Look. Obviously this means?"

“This means that the door cannot be opened by the unlocking spell,” Hermione said, “Alohomora!”

Sure enough, the locked door was completely motionless.

"...no, you guys," Harry pointed at the corner, "broomstick!"

"But, in that many birds - I mean the key, find the right key in the key that many will fly, maybe Marx can do it." Ron looked at the big group of flying in the air. Small things.

"I think I can try, Madam Hooch said that I am flying well." Harry said.

However, so far, Harry has only flew a few times on the Broom Flight Class. Let a young wizard without the system practice do this, even if Harry's innate talent is high. At least Ron and Hermione think so.

"I have to try anyway!" Harry said firmly.

He picked up a broom and went up. It was a little nervous, but it was not too scary. He whispered in his heart, "Just follow the content taught in class, yes, yes."

It turns out that if the innate talent is high enough, it can still be done.

Well, except that Harry was lying on the ground while Harry was holding the flying key that had apparently been caught once, his other hand was bending to a strange angle.

"Oh-no-" Hermione couldn't help but lick her mouth.

At this point, Marx, who is immersed in the experiment, never imagined that he had missed the event. What he didn't even think about was that his own sentence really changed everything, and it has since moved to another unknown extreme.