People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

In a blink of an eye, Hermione and Ron also stepped onto the last step. They held on to the wall, breathing heavily.

"Hah, Harry," Ron gasped and spoke incoherently. He swallowed, suppressed the rusty taste in his throat, and took a deep breath.

"What's that noise? You guys ran away without even finishing your words!" He put his hands on his hips, his chest heaving violently, and tried hard to take a deep breath of oxygen, "I'm so tired!"

Harry rubbed his fingers back and forth on his trousers, hesitating, and the contradiction seemed like an ever-stretching, twisting rope wrapped around his heart.

The voice still rang in his ears, like a ferocious beast, burning the bloodthirsty desire deep in his heart.

It was more like a bottomless abyss, like a dark monster devouring his reason and light. A hoarse and low voice appeared, this time clearer than any previous time.

"You don't look like a savior at all. You're in a small stairwell, wearing shabby clothes, and looking slovenly."

"You can't have her at all!"

"Come on, join us."

"You belong here."

For a moment, it seemed as if Harry was the only one left in the corridor. The darkness, loneliness, and cold continued to eat away at him, and he seemed to be forgotten.

Harry kept sinking, his body getting colder and colder. There was no light, no warmth, he seemed to have turned into a ray of darkness, buried deep in the darkness, unnoticed by anyone.

"Harry?"

A sacred and pure sound of nature came from afar, the voice of God. Harry seemed to be able to feel an invisible power that made him forget his irritability and brought him infinite warmth and peace.

Instantly, a golden light pierced through the darkness, driving away the turbidity and loneliness. The light of God once again shone upon him, illuminating his world.

The dark space was torn apart by the golden light and dissipated like morning mist.

Harry opened his eyes and met Aphrodite's worried gaze. The warm yellow candlelight shone on her light golden curly hair, just like the sun's rays shining on the clouds and also on his world.

"You looked like you had lost your soul just now!" Ron and Hermione talked at the same time about Harry's abnormal behavior just now, which almost scared them to death!

"Let's leave quickly!"

"It's too late to leave now!" Administrator Filch suddenly appeared behind the four people. His creepy and cold voice climbed up their backs, and the hair on their arms stood up.

Ron frowned again and turned around slowly with a sad face.

"The dinner isn't over yet, what are you doing here?" Filch yelled angrily. Afro even saw his saliva spraying all over Ron's face!

He pulled out a roll of parchment from his bosom, took out a quill dipped in ink and started writing on it.

"Name Harry, case..."

Suddenly, the water on the ground caught Filch's attention. He bent down slightly in confusion and looked carefully at the puddle of water under his feet.

"You also broke the water pipe!"

"This really wasn't us!" Ron shouted to Filch, who took a few steps forward to check the ground.

They are so wronged! They were like this when they came!

"My cat! My cat!" Filch turned the corner and the scene in front of him hurt his eyes.

The scream attracted Avro and the others, and Hermione gasped when she saw the scene on the wall.

"The secret room has been opened. Enemies of the heir, beware."

The wall opposite the window was covered with red words, and the smell of blood reached their noses. Mrs. Norris's tail was hung on the torch, and her stiff body hung there like a piece of wood.

"It's you! You killed my cat!" Heartbroken Filch began to accuse Harry indiscriminately.

"Bullshit Merlin! We followed you here, why don't you say that you directed and acted it yourself!" Afro was so angry when she saw Filch trying to pass the buck. She stepped forward, put her hands on her hips and yelled at Filch.

The words in the conversation frightened Harry and the others.

Harry reacted and pulled Aphrodite's robe to his back, guarding her in front of him, fearing that Filch would hit her in anger.

"If it's not him, who else could it be!"

Footsteps were heard on the stairs at both ends of the corridor, and young wizards attending the dinner in the auditorium poured in from both ends.

The lively conversation seemed to have been muted, and all the noise disappeared. The young wizards surrounded Filch, Harry and the other two.

When Draco saw the words on the wall and was about to sneer, he saw Afro being blocked by Harry behind him, and his brows frowned.

Draco walked out of the crowd, took Aphrodite's hand in full view of everyone, and pulled her back into the crowd.

"Afro, why are you..."

Before he could finish his words, Fred and George squeezed up to them and took Aphrodite away like a kitten.

"You two red-haired lions!"

Draco's shout attracted the professors who were finishing up the dinner.

"What happened?" Dumbledore came to the corridor with a group of professors. He took a look at the messy scene, stepped forward to rescue Mrs. Norris, and checked her out by the way.

"He killed my cat! And him, and her!" Filch pointed at Harry and then at Afro in the crowd, staring at them with red eyes.

Dumbledore and Filch explained Mrs. Norris's situation, while Afro, who was forced to be a spectator in the crowd, quietly observed the group of young wizards.

The person who caused all this was hiding here. She first observed Ginny, who was smearing words in the plot, and saw that Ginny's face was full of fear and confusion, and her good uncle was standing on Ginny's left.

My sight moved slightly to the left in the direction of Noah, and a strand of black hair flashed in the crowd.

Afro stared at the owner of the black hair, who squeezed past several young Slytherin wizards and changed his position.

During the transition, Afro and her eyes met.

Found her!

The black-haired master, wearing Slytherin's robes, cast a vicious look at Afro across the crowd, like a lone wolf biting its prey, wanting to bite off a piece of flesh from Afro.

"Dumbledore, that's him! He's the only one who didn't go to the dinner and came here!"

Filch also insisted that it was Harry who hurt his cat! Even though his cat was not dead!

"I think they just happened to pass by." For the first time in his life, Snape came to Harry's rescue. He walked towards Harry step by step, but his eyes glanced between him and Afro.

"But." Snape paused, "As the administrator said, I did not see Mr. Potter at the dinner."

Lockhart covered for them. He winked at Harry and the others and smiled knowingly.

Afro decided that since Lockhart had helped them this time, he would be gentler next time.

"I have a way to find out who it is!" Afro smiled and raised an eyebrow at Parkinson. Seeing that Parkinson looked even more angry and resentful, she stood up proudly with her chest puffed out.