[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

"Don't worry, they won't be expelled because they missed the train, they will find a way to come here, even if they can't come here by themselves, we will tell Professor McGonagall, she will be responsible for picking up the students from her college."

Al comforted Draco, who was still anxious until he got off the train.Pansy, who was beside the two, snorted loudly at the words.

Vincent and Gregory were there too, and they rarely had the chance to follow the twins in first year because the twins always hung out with Harry.

Second year students no longer need to take a boat, they need to take a carriage to Hogwarts.It is described in the original book that these carriages move by themselves, but as soon as Al walked over and cast his gaze in front of the carriages, he was taken aback.

In front of the carriage stood an animal that he had never seen before. Its body was pitch black, and its face was like that of a skeleton horse. It was covered with an obvious skeleton, with only a thin layer of muscle and skin covering it.

These are thestrals, and only those who have seen death can see them.

Al watched Voldemort die in front of him before the summer break, so he could see the creature.

It's a pity that George and Harry, who were also present at the time, were not there. Al shrugged, facing Draco's question of "what are you looking at", he just shrugged and got into the carriage.

Later, Ron and Harry arrived at the school after being beaten by the Whomping Willow in a flying car.

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The new Defense Against the Dark Arts class is undoubtedly the most curious class for little wizards, Slytherin and Gryffindor are still in the same class, and this is the first time Draco and Al have a chance to talk to Harry.

Al and Draco had just walked to the door of the classroom when they ran into a group of senior Gryffindors. George and Fred stood out among them.

When George saw Al, he raised his eyebrows at him, and whispered when passing him: "The new professor is even stupider than Chilow."

"I will be careful not to be infected by him." Al smiled, seeing that Draco had already entered the classroom, and asked in a low voice, "Go to the secret passage tonight?"

George's eyes lit up: "I'll wait for you at ten o'clock."

I don't know where the timeline of Katniss has progressed. There is no chance to enter another world from the secret passage in a summer vacation. Alman is worried about her. I don't know if he has participated in the first Hunger Games.

They waited in the classroom for a while before Harry and Ron Hermione came into the classroom.

In fact, Harry was dragged in by Lockhart.He said "a piece of advice" while talking nonsense, which made Harry look embarrassed and angry, which was obviously not something that pleased Harry.

This morning was obviously very difficult for Harry. Ron received the Howler letter during breakfast, and Harry blamed himself for it. He was pestered by the first-year freshman Colin to take pictures during the break. He was educated by Lockhart's self-righteousness.

So Harry was as dark as a pot when he sat on the table next to Draco and Al's table with a dark face.

"Hey Harry, don't worry about that, the Howler letter is not a big deal, many people have received it."

Draco called Harry softly.

Harry almost forced a smile: "Thank you, but I haven't seen anyone else get a Howler yet."

Draco choked, with a complicated expression on his face.

Al's heart trembled, thinking that Draco would never ask his parents to send them shouting letters for Harry's sake, would he?

"Harry, what happened to you yesterday? Why didn't you come by train?"

Fortunately, Draco was still sane, and didn't really ask Lucius and Narcissa to send the Howler letter.

"Nine and three-quarters of the passages are closed, we couldn't get on the train," Harry replied, "We don't know what's going on, so we have to take the flying car, too bad luck, Ron broke it His wand."

He sighed, very melancholy.

"He can buy another one." Draco said indifferently.

After a pause, Draco added nastyly: "Oh, the Weasleys have no money, I forgot."

Still angry about Arthur's job and the conflict with the Weasleys.Ron glared at him immediately, and Harry rolled his eyes. "Come on, Draco."

Al sat silently on the side, watching Harry all the time.

His attitude towards Draco and himself didn't seem to be any different from before, even though he already knew that the Malfoy family was deeply involved with the Dark Arts.He didn't know what Harry was thinking, but it was a good thing anyway.

After a whole chaotic Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and helping the trio put a cage of Walshire elves back in their cages, Draco and Al were exhausted and couldn't wait to eat and go back to the dormitory .

However, at the dinner table, Draco whispered to Al: "I think there is something wrong with Harry."

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell, I always feel a little weird. Do you feel that he is a little alienated from us?"

"...No." Al said confused, "I don't think he's any different, can you?"

"Yeah." Draco nodded, "It's not my illusion, there must be."

"Emmmm... Maybe you can ask him directly and have a talk with him."

If Draco really felt that Harry's feelings had changed, Al could only think it was a telepathy between "dog boy and boy boy".

He really didn't feel any change in Harry's attitude towards them as friends, it was just that he was in a bad mood because of what happened earlier.

When did Draco become so thoughtful?

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"You're late, Al."

George sat on the head of the one-eyed witch statue, and said quietly.

"Where are you sitting..." Al rolled his eyes, "Draco slept late today, and I have to sneak out."

"Why didn't you tell him?" George asked, jumping down.

"Because it's too dangerous. If he knows that I have been running to other worlds...he will definitely ask to follow me. If he can't go, he won't let me go. If he knows what happened to me there, he Will tell Mom and Dad to keep me locked in the house." Al replied, "And if, if he can get in, it's too dangerous."

George showed a resentful expression: "Why don't you worry that I will be in danger?"

"But you are older than me..." In the middle of the sentence, Al remembered that George was only a 14-year-old kid, and his voice couldn't help but weakened: "...Are you afraid? If you don't want to go again..."

"Oh, don't worry, little Al." George shook his finger, "Come on, let's go."

Climbing into the hole, George turned around and prepared to drag Al up, adding: "I will protect you, kid."

"It's only two years older." Al felt relieved, and stretched out two fingers, "It's not a big deal."

"But you are still a child."

"..."

"You really want to go to those worlds, even if it's dangerous, don't you?"

While crawling in the secret passage, Al still couldn't bear it and asked.

"Of course." George's voice sounded lazy, "Fred and I visited every corner of Hogwarts in our second year, and explored the same thing in the Forbidden Forest. During the summer vacation, my mother watched us. It’s so dead, there are few places to play, and it’s hard to find such an interesting thing—a new world! How could I not go? Fred makes me envious.”

"Okay." Al was relieved, "I have learned a lot of useful magic, don't worry, we can protect ourselves."

"What a coincidence, I also learned a lot."

"Oh, I heard last semester that you started to study hard, right?" Al asked interestedly, "What changed you?"

George did not answer this question, but his voice was full of excitement: "Hey, Al, there is another fork in the road."

"It's not surprising at all!" Al followed George and got out. The new fork is next to the fork leading to the moving maze. Now there are four forks, and the space has expanded again. "But we have to go to the Hunger Games first, the new We don't know where the fork leads, and maybe we'll be in danger again."

"Okay, I have no objection." George nodded, and took the lead to walk towards the leftmost fork, "I think we can find a chance to stay there for a while, take a turn, enjoy the scenery or something, every time at ten The second district is a little boring, I want to see what the other districts look like."

Al couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you want to be caught to participate in the Hunger Games?"

"No, see what I have learned?" As soon as George finished speaking, he disappeared.

"Wait...you are..." Al opened his eyes wide, and looked carefully at the tunnel in front of him with the light of his wand—something seemed to distort the light there, and he couldn't see George's body, but it seemed A vague outline can be seen, "Have you learned the Disillusionment spell?"

"You know the illusion spell? I thought the first graders wouldn't mention it." George's voice sounded a bit disappointing, "Come here, let me give you one too, so you don't need to use the cloak in the future. But illusion The curse is not completely invisible, you can still see some traces if you look carefully, so be careful to hide yourself."

Al stopped, and obediently let George tap the top of his head with his wand.

Suddenly, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured from the top of his head. Al shivered, and when he looked down at himself, he could no longer see his body.

Al raised his hand, only a faint outline could be seen.He suddenly remembered one thing: the fourth graders learned to use the Disillusionment Curse, can it be recorded in the annals of history?

This time the authentic exit opened in an alley, and Al probed out to have a look. The style was obviously modern architecture, and it didn't seem to be the [-]th district.

Are they in the capital?Katniss already forced into the Hunger Games?

Relying on the fact that no one saw it, Al jumped down from the secret passage, turned around and waited for George to jump down too, and saw a...

bag.

Al blinked his eyes, and realized that this is not the world of the Hunger Games.

"Who's there?" A young boy's voice suddenly rang out from one side, and Al turned his head abruptly, just in time to see a boy who was only about a teenager, half covered in a red dress, and the other half was embarrassingly naked.Exposed in the air, the skin is quite white.

In the next second, George, who was holding the hole with one hand, had not had time to get out, and his right hand was "slapped" by something, and it was stuck.