I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"Myrtle, I want to ask you something."

"Some things? Well, as long as you don't dislike me."

Myrtle's sensitive emotions were a headache, and John could only try not to touch them.

"I want to ask, do you know which secret rooms are in Hogwarts?"

Myrtle flew out of the toilet with a puzzled look on her face, "The Chamber of Secrets? I've never seen that before."

"Well, it looks like I need to ask someone else."

John didn't get an answer and was about to leave, when he walked out, he bumped into someone.

"Uh... I'm here to find Myrtle, I hope you understand."

He looked at the person with some embarrassment, and was caught coming out of the girls' bathroom.

Ginny was a little panicked, she didn't dare to meet John's eyes, and the black leather book in her hand fell from her hand.

"Are you all right, Ginny?"

John found that something was wrong with her and wanted to help her pick up the diary.

It was this action that made Ginny scream, "Don't touch him!"

"Feel sorry……"

Withdrawing his hand, John watched as Ginny picked up the black leather book and left quickly.

He wondered, "Why does it feel like something is wrong with Ginny?"

Compared with the last time we met, Ginny is in a very unstable state now.

And his face was haggard, as if he hadn't slept well for many days.

"Maybe I should ask Luna."

John left the girls' bathroom, and after he left, Ginny circled back.

There were whispers in her ears, making her dazed.

...

"Have you... have you ever... read?"

John, who was about to go to Filch's office to brush Mrs. Norris' hair, heard the conversation, and Filch's nervous stammer made him stop.

"It's not mine, it's for a friend of mine, it may seem...but..."

Filch stammered without the aggressiveness of the past, and John leaned closer to see Harry in the office.

And Filch stood there at a loss as if he had done something wrong, and in the end Filch let Harry go without even punishing Harry.

"strangeness."

John felt that something was wrong with everyone today, and everything was wrong.

After Harry left, he saw Filch nervously hiding a letter.

He knocked on the door and went in, and Mrs. Norris meowed.

Filch turned around stiffly, and when he saw that it was John, he was obviously relieved.

John didn't bother, he waved to Mrs. Norris, and Mrs. Norris ran over.

"I don't think you mind if I brush it."

"When, of course."

Filch was still a little nervous, John shrugged and led Mrs. Norris out.

Take out the comb and comb Mrs. Norris's tangled hair.

The hair on her body was finally no longer tangled, and Mrs. Norris circled around John as if thanking her.

John waved it away.

Walking in the corridor, John heard the slightest strange sound.

"Sounds like crawling."

John moved closer to the wall and pressed his ear to it.

His facial features were sharp, and the faint movement sound disappeared after a while.

John stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "It's not like a mouse, it's more like a dragging sound."

Something crawled by his feet. John looked down and saw a group of spiders.

"Swarms of spiders left, what happened to them?"

Staring at the spiders leaving in groups, John felt something was wrong.

Thinking of spiders, John thought of the spider den that he and Hagrid went to in the first grade.

"Forget it, let's go to Hagrid's."

John shook his head and headed to Hagrid's cabin.

He didn't see Hagrid when he arrived, but he saw Fang.

"Where's Hagrid, Yaya?"

John asked casually, Yaya got up and took John to the back of the house.

Hagrid had a flock of chickens there, but today it was a heap of corpses.

Hagrid was here to investigate, and when John came over, Hagrid said angrily: "Someone killed my chicken, it's too cruel."

These chickens were not killed by animals, and there were no signs of animal bites, indicating that they were done by humans.

Hagrid was furious that he had raised the chickens.

John was lost in thought, the spiders in the castle left in groups, and Hagrid's chicken was killed again, all of which revealed weirdness.

After staying with Hagrid for a while, John came to the Whomping Willow.

The Whooping Willow has almost recovered, and it is estimated that it will fully recover in a week.

It's just that there are a lot less branches on the top, and they were all taken out by John for alchemy.

To this end he expanded various amulets, as well as rings of spells.

Two things played a huge role in the attack on Borginbok, and Mr. Borgin had no doubts that a werewolf did it.

Because werewolves can't use magic after transforming.

Dumping the dung around, John encounters Luna near the Whomping Willow.

"Ginny has something to do."

Luna has observant eyes, and her ethereal voice seems to sing, "She hasn't looked at me lately."

"I also think there is a problem."

John nodded approvingly, Ginny didn't know him well.

So he was going to let Ron see if something was wrong with him.

In Potions class, John threw the sliced ​​bat spleen into the cauldron, stirred it counterclockwise four times, and heated it on low for 30 seconds.

With a wave of his wand, a swelling potion was completed.

Professor Snape added 20 points to Slytherin.

After class, John found Ron and mentioned Ginny to him.

Ron said he would pay attention, but soon brought the topic to the wand.

"This wand is simply amazing."

Ron was not stingy with his praise, and John nodded modestly.

Harry leaned over and invited John, "We are going to Nearly Headless Nick's Death Day, do you want to go with us?"

To be honest, Harry regretted agreeing a bit, and that day happened to be the Halloween party.

Better to celebrate with your classmates than a horde of ghosts.

John waved his hand and refused: "Sorry, I don't have time that day, I have to take care of the Whomping Willow."

"Okay." Harry also knew that John was not available, so he didn't continue the invitation.

...

On the night of the Halloween party, John came back from the Whooping Willow and saw the spider again.

"What is it?"

Staring at the trajectory of the spider's movement, John found it.

He remembered the danger Dobby said, could it be this?

Looking for the past all the way, John came to the corridor on the second floor.

He found a puddle of water at the corner of a hallway.

"Where does the water come from? It doesn't rain here."

John felt that the water was a bit strange, so he searched along the road where he found the water.

He circled back to the girls' bathroom.

Just about to go in, John thought of the embarrassment before, and he stopped.

"There should be no one around, right?"

Feeling guilty, John looked around.

After walking into the girls' bathroom, he saw a puddle of water on the ground.

It made him think.

"Could it have been made by Myrtle?"

John walked over to the toilet to see if Myrtle was there.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in the mirror.

John's nerves were tense, and he pulled out his wand without hesitation and looked back.

He heard the sound of something moving.

Being cautious, John was inexplicably depressed.

Walked towards each cubicle, none of them.

John was wondering where it was when he heard a cat meowing.

"Mrs. Norris?"

Hearing the voice, John recognized Mrs. Norris.

The cat was outside in the hallway and John walked out.

Mrs. Norris is climbing up and down, and it seems to have discovered something.

"Be careful, Mrs. Norris, there may be danger here."

John reached out and touched Mrs. Norris' chin. He followed Mrs. Norris and searched in the corridor.

The flashing black shadow didn't know what it was, but his intuition told John that it was dangerous.

He felt like something was watching him, and it made him nervous.

Mrs. Norris walked to a pool of water at the corner. It might be thirsty and was drinking there.

There was a movement in John's ear, and then he heard a cat screaming.

Turning his head to look, the big black guy is over there.

John shot directly without any hesitation.

"Petrificus Totalus"

The petrifying curse had no effect on that shadow, John cursed secretly.

Before the other person turned his head, John cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and ducked around the corner.

He noticed that Mrs. Norris's body was gradually becoming petrified, and John knew that this thing was very dangerous.

Pulling out the Ironwick sword, John attacked by feeling.

"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"

White light hit the wall.