LIGHTNOVELONLINE 11.chapter 11
Al was pulled by George all the way to the statue of the one-eyed old woman, which was the entrance to the secret passage where Harry secretly went to Hogsmeade. There were no other little wizards here. George took out his wand, tapped the statue lightly, and said: "Separate left and right."
The statue opened in response, revealing a dark secret passage that was deep and far, and it was unknown where it led.
Even though he had read this description in a book, Al still exclaimed "wow" when he was actually there. George looked back at him, as if he was a little proud.
Al immediately grimaced and urged George to go in quickly.
George opened the way in front of the secret passage. Al held Kiki in one hand and could only crawl forward with one hand. George climbed very quickly, but Al had to keep his body balanced so as not to upset Kiki too much.
After crawling in silence for a while, George suddenly asked: "Al, has anyone ever said that you have an accent? I don't know where it is, but it sounds like"
"Shut up." Al interrupted him mercilessly.
What's wrong with having a Chinese accent? Try being tortured by the English teacher who has been obsessed with the accent for nine years.
Our chinglish is also very good, okay?
George, who was about to say "Your accent is cute", closed his mouth.
After climbing for a while, Al began to pant: he was too young, usually too lazy to exercise, and his physical fitness was very poor. Soon, the entire secret passage was filled with Al's exhausted breathing.
"Hey, Al." George stopped suddenly again, and Al almost hit the sole of his shoe.
"Why did you stop suddenly?" Al was a little angry, but thinking that George still needed to take him to Hogsmeade, he took a deep breath and said, "Please tell me first when you stop next time."
"Sorry, sorry, sorry," George said a lot of apologies in succession. He felt that he might have said all the apologies that he had not been able to say in the past thirteen years to this Malfoy. "I just want to ask you, do you want me to Hold it your cat I have pockets in my robe so you can crawl with two hands and it will be easier.”
"No, thank you, you can just crawl slower." Al flatly refused. He didn't remember how long this secret passage was. In the original book, Harry seemed to have climbed for a long time, and still used only one He would no doubt suffer a lot from his hand, but who knew what the twins might have in their pockets and hurt his cat?
George asked for trouble, shrugged and continued to crawl forward.
Fortunately, after continuing to crawl for a while, George lit up his wand, and through the light Al was able to see this wet and cold secret passage: the section of road they crawled through was very narrow, almost like a sewer, but now they The standing area is spacious enough for two people to walk side by side.
"Strange." Al heard George's strange murmur, "When did there be a fork in the road here and how come we never found it before?"
"Forked Road" Al looked in the direction pointed by George's wand and saw two identical forked roads in front of him, but one went left and the other went right.
Even though he was a die-hard fan of the original work, Al couldn't remember what a secret passage that appeared in less than a hundred words in the third part looked like, or whether it had a branch road. He kicked the wall irritably: "Which path leads to it?" To Hogsmeade"
"I don't know, maybe we can only give it a try. Let's go to the left first." George was actually a little uneasy. Suddenly there was a fork in the secret passage. No one knew where it led, but if he wanted to turn around and go back now, Al would definitely Wouldn't agree.
"Walk behind me. Can you please take out your wand? Will the fluorescent light flash? If I let you run, don't hesitate. Run back to the original fork immediately. Don't go back to Hogwarts. Climb back too slowly. You may hide. Don’t drive dangerously and run directly to Hogsmeade via another branch, got it?”
Al nodded, a little puzzled that George was facing such an enemy.
Voldemort is still lying on the back of Quirrell's head. The Death Eaters have been silent for some years. The most dangerous thing in Hogwarts now may be the three-headed hell dog Luwei on the third floor. He doesn't understand what George is nervous about. .
But it's always right to be cautious, and because of this, Al feels that George is at least better than Ron, a reckless little guy. He didn't know many spells, but "luminescent flash" was very simple, and Al still knew this spell. After lighting his own wand, George's wand is freed and can cast spells when in danger.
The two people moved forward carefully on the fork in the road. Al was enveloped by George's tall back and felt very safe.
As I walked, a little light appeared in front of me. At the same time, Al smelled a stink in his nose, it was like excrement, evil.
"Our destination won't be the public toilets in Hogsmeade, right?" Al's hands were occupied and he couldn't pinch his nose, so he had to hold his breath as best he could.
I don’t know what kind of spell George cast in front of him, and the surrounding air quickly became miraculously fresher. Al took a deep breath as if he was granted a pardon, and heard George’s helpless voice: “I don’t know, there was no such smell before. Maybe we should go out and have a look.”
It would be too bad if Hogwarts really changed the focus of the secret passages to the toilets in Hogsmeade.
However, after actually getting out, George realized that he would rather they got out from the toilet.
Because now, they're in a pigsty
Merlin, pigsty
George would never dream of having anything to do with these lazy, smelly creatures.
But now he's lying next to a pig
The sky was gloomy, and the cold rain slapped randomly on George's face. For a moment, he couldn't stand the fact that he had turned into a smelly pile of pig dung, until Al looked like he wanted to throw him out of the Hogwarts tower. The expression poked him with the tip of the wand, and he found himself again.
"Don't be in a daze, please clean it up with one, Weasley."
George climbed up slowly, his robes still dripping with a mixture of mud and water. Merlin blessed them with mud. Al was doing better, with only some dirt under his robe. Thanks to George, after hearing his screams when he fell, Al climbed out with extra caution.
So he didn't fall completely into the pig pen, luckily.
"I can't, Al," George said apologetically, "I'm underage, this is not Hogwarts, and I will be warned if I use spells."
Al then remembered that this guy who was already a head taller than him was only thirteen years old. Having no choice but to endure the stench, Al put the extinguished wand back into his pocket to avoid accidentally casting any spells.
"This is not Hogsmeade, right?" Al looked around. The architectural style here was completely different from that of the wizarding world, and it looked inexplicably familiar.
George was about to say something when suddenly a voice came from the other side of the pigsty. The two of them instinctively hid in the corner together, and then heard a cursing female voice outside, with an American accent. After Al heard it, it seemed that he was talking about burnt bread.
Soon, a half-baked bread was roughly thrown into the pig pen, attracting the pigs to eat. The bread was so battered that half of it was pitch black, almost like carbon.
Al quietly poked half of his head out, squinted his eyes, and wiped the rain off his face. At a glance, he saw a little girl leaning under a tree, with a sallow face and a skinny face.
This girl looked very familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, Al suddenly realized.
Merlin, this is Katniss
How could it be her