MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v2 Chapter 42 spooky house of requirements

After reading this chapter, you will understand that Guazi is playing a big game of chess...

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What happened after this night was actually very simple, first play with dripping wax, bah, first blow out the candles to make a wish...

And then eat cake...

And then smear your face with cake...

Then go wash your face...

then sleep…

Finally, the sun rises...

Because it is a room of responsiveness, there is no need to worry about the bed and quilt, but there is only one bed here, and it is a single bed...

Then, here comes the problem!

"boom!"

Hermione kicked the door, and the whole room seemed to vibrate a bit, but the door didn't respond, it was still closed, even though the door was cracked, it still held its post.

"Why can't it be opened!"

Facing Hermione's unkind look, Asker touched his chin and stared at the wall, his expression as innocent as possible.

"It must be you..."

"This door is pulled inward..."

Asker said slowly, he turned his head and continued to face the wall, and soon the door was opened, Hermione walked out quickly, and then closed the door...

Then... no more.

After waiting for about five minutes, Asker moved. He walked to the door, opened it, and said lightly to Hermione, who was annoyed, "As long as there are people in the room, no one outside can enter the room of request."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Asker glanced at Hermione and said in a somewhat surprised tone, "I thought you knew, isn't it obvious?"

"…"

Hermione really had the heart to strangle Asker to death at the moment, she took a deep breath, walked back and forth in front of the portrait three times, then held the doorknob, imagining what she needed in her mind, and ten seconds later she pushed it away. out the door.

The things in the room are very simple and can be read at a glance. There is a real copper wall and an iron wall, a pile of rotten straw mats are spread on the ground, and a broken pillow with cotton leaking out. There is a door in the middle of the real copper wall and the iron wall. It has a mechanism lock that is not inferior to the Gringotts vault.

Asker instantly understood what Hermione wanted to do, and before Hermione spoke, he walked in consciously. After tidying up the straw mat on the ground, he took out a pile of steel pipes and other parts from the storage pocket, and assembled a folding bed in three, five and two, followed by a thick mattress, soft pillows, a blanket...

Seeing Asker who threw himself on the bed and was about to sleep with the blanket in his arms, Hermione couldn't help but said, "What the **** is in your storage pocket!"

"Well, you should ask, what is there that is not in my storage pocket." Ask took off his glasses, his eyes were a little dark, and there were many tiny bloodshots in his eyes. As usual, he was sleepy when he touched the bed. He basically didn't rest that day, and he spent a lot of brain cells. Now it can be said that he is extremely tired.

Hermione stopped talking, and for the time being, she defined Asker's storage pocket as "being able to take out anything you need". Seeing Asker who fell asleep without taking off his clothes, Hermione wanted to remind him, but as soon as Asker closed his eyes, the purring started, and Hermione could only stare.

"Good night."

A little glumly, Hermione dropped this sentence. Hermione walked to the safe door and opened the door using the method that she had set. She walked in and slammed the door shut.

"boom!"

Asker turned over, the blanket fell to one side, he didn't care, and continued to sleep soundly.

People rarely dream when they are tired, and the sleep time will always be very short for them at this time, just like Ask, who has slept for a full eight hours and still feels like he has only slept for an hour.

"Well, it's only nine o'clock..."

Driven by the biological clock, Ask still woke up. He looked at the alarm clock placed beside his pillow, and the pointer on it showed that he had missed breakfast now. Rubbing his eyes, Ask turned over, and the heavy feeling on his body made him frown a little unhappily.

"Hey, this is..."

After seeing what was pressing on him, Ask's eyes were completely opened. The blanket he took out fell to the ground at some point. Now he was covered with a thick quilt. No wonder it was pressing. Made him uncomfortable.

"It's not mine..." Ask scratched his head, turned his head to look at the door, and said to himself, "She probably put the cover on me, but in this weather, the cover is so high. A thick quilt?"

Just as Asker was about to push the quilt aside and put on the blanket, the safety door suddenly opened, and Hermione rushed out from inside with her hair loose, running and shouting: "It's over, it's nine o'clock now. , I'm going to be late!"

"Late?" Aske, who had just woken up, was obviously not in his usual state. He thought for a while before he regained his senses, and said to Hermione blankly, "Isn't it Sunday? Do you have a class today? ?"

Hermione had already held the doorknob. After hearing Asker's words, she stopped. After a while, she slowly turned around and looked at Asker with a bad expression.

Asked by Hermione's staring at him made him feel a little nervous, so he quickly changed the subject: "Ahem, thank you for the quilt you gave me..."

"This quilt is not mine," Hermione interrupted.

Ask was taken aback, "Hey, isn't this yours?"

"You don't already have a blanket, why should I give you a quilt?" Hermione went to the bed, reached out to test the thickness of the quilt, and frowned, "I use such a thick quilt in this weather. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Asker defended: "This quilt is not mine."

"It's not yours, who would it be?"

"Hermione, don't you sleepwalk while you sleep?"

Hermione rolled her eyes: "You think I'm you?"

"What happened to me?"

"You sleepwalked last night, don't you remember?"

Asker's expression suddenly became weird. He jumped off the bed suddenly, and stepped back all the way to the door. With his back to the door, he grabbed the door handle with one hand and glanced around the room vigilantly.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you see me sleepwalking with your own eyes last night?" Ask asked.

Hermione recalled, "No, but I heard footsteps and voices here."

"So..." Ask suddenly laughed, and then said to Hermione in a very calm tone: "Then, I'll tell you now, I've never sleepwalked!"

Hermione was taken aback: "Then..."

Asker shrugged his shoulders, "Then who added this quilt to me, and who is walking and talking here?" Having said this, Asker suddenly opened the door, grabbed Hermione's hand and looked outside. Pushed it, and after Hermione left here, he followed and closed the door.

After adjusting her somewhat disordered breathing, Ask turned to look at Hermione. Her face was not very good now, and she was obviously frightened by what happened before.

Hermione's voice trembled a little, she raised her head to look at Asker, "To... who is...?"

"No matter who he is, there should be no hostility towards us." Asker took out a bar of chocolate from his pocket, tore the package and handed it to Hermione, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be covered with a quilt. ."

Taking the chocolate, Hermione took a bite and swallowed it whole. Chocolate provided heat, and chewing food was soothing, until Hermione ate a whole bar of chocolate, and she finally calmed down.

"Could it be someone else's prank? Fred and George like to do it, and they said they know all the secret passages at Hogwarts..."

"No, it shouldn't be a human, because if there is someone in the room, it is impossible for someone outside to come in..." Asker began to analyze, "We came in last night, which means that there is no one inside, and we are in It's impossible for people from outside to come in..."

Speaking of which, Ask stopped, and the rest needless to say, the person hiding in the Room of Requirement was obviously not a person.

People are always afraid of the unknown, which is the instinct of most people. In addition, there is another emotion that is curiosity. There are always some bold people in this world, they will feel fear, but curiosity and fear are also proportional.

Hermione was silent for a while, "Would you like to tell the professor and the headmaster?"

"Well, good idea." Asker affirmed first, then changed the subject abruptly, "but we will definitely get a few points deducted before they figure out what's going on. Don't forget, we I broke a lot of school rules last night."

Hermione nodded, this matter can't be turned to the professor and the principal, at least not for the time being.

Asker glanced at the wall behind him, the door to the Room of Requirement had disappeared, and only the portrait of the troll stick beating Barnabas remained.

"Forget it here, you'd better not come here in the future, I always feel something is wrong with this room." Asker held Hermione's hand, cold, and he added another hand to warm it with his own body temperature. He looked at Hermione and said in an unprecedented serious tone, "Promise me, never enter this room again.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded lightly.

Although Hermione had promised herself, Asker still had no idea. UU reading www. uukanshu.com was distracted by other things before, and it was only just now that he realized that there was something wrong with asking and answering. It was just a feeling, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Let's go, go back and have a good sleep, and forget about this."

Askra left here with Hermione's hand, his left hand in his pocket, his head lowered and looking at the ground, thinking about whether he should use the oblivion spell on Hermione or not.

The left hand in his pocket clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and finally Asker took out his hand, grabbed a bar of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth.

After all, this incident still affected Asker and Hermione. On the way back, they didn't say a word, and in the end they just nodded as farewell. Before leaving, Asker seemed to remember something. He looked towards the top of Hermione's head. It was empty. The birthday hat he put on Hermione last night was no longer there.

"Have you put it away or lost it?"

Asker thought to himself, but it wasn't a big problem, and he didn't continue to think about it.

Watching Asker leave, Hermione walked towards the Gryffindor common room, and stopped when she passed a glass window. Facing the glass, Hermione tidied her clothes, especially her disheveled hair, which looked scruffy. After finishing, Hermione put her hand on her head, as if to straighten something that was crooked, but there was clearly nothing on her head...

Hermione didn't seem to notice it, and so did the others...

No, there is a person who noticed...