Hogwarts Card Drawer

　　 "Cronos, what are you looking for there? Why don't you stand up? Are you really unwilling to be with us old wizards?" Dumbledore looked at Chronos who was staring at the fireplace.

　　 "Heh...heh..." Cronos had a feeling of being caught by someone doing bad things, so he grinned and showed a smirk. Snape gave Cronos a white look. Cronos said he was innocent, he didn't know where he had offended him again.

"So, let's talk about it! Mr. Potter, why didn't you and your good friend Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger attend the Halloween dinner, and why did you appear there at that time?" Dumbledore said. He was watching them carefully through half-moon glasses. When Professor McGonagall heard the words, he squinted his eyes and looked at them up close. Snape stood behind them, faintly visible from being half blocked.

　　Professor Snape, who Chronos pretended not to be unwanted, did not know why he wanted to touch Snape especially. In fact, he did, too, and Snape gave Cronos a vicious look. "Puff!" Cronos covered his mouth, before he laughed out loud.

　　 Before Harry could speak, Lockhart was impatient. "It must have been a spell that killed her--maybe a kind of magical torture. I saw it used many times. It's a pity that I wasn't there just now, otherwise I know I can save her with a spell-"

　　 "I'm asking Mr. Potter, Professor Lockhart." Dumbledore helped his glasses.

　　 "Puff, haha!" Cronos couldn't help but laughed.

　　 "No... I'm sorry... Haha... I'm just a little happy... Haha..." Cronos found that everyone was looking at him.

　　 But his smile did ease the atmosphere a bit, at least not as scary as before.

　　 "It was not made by us. Professor Dumbledore." Harry said, "We had just returned from Nick's five-hundred-year-old death party. It was in a relatively spacious basement."

　　 Hermione and Ron nodded frequently, indicating that what Harry had just said was correct.

　　 "But...I don't understand, Professor." Snape said, standing in the shadows. "Why would our Mr. Potter set aside the burning man's banquet, and instead go to the death's death? Is it purely to experience the horror atmosphere of Halloween?"

　　 Snape was really old-fashioned, it was changed to Cronos being Harry, and Cronos didn't know how to answer him.

　　Unexpectedly, Harry sitting on the stool stumbled. Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry.

"Because—because—" said Harry, his heart pounding fast; he knew if he told them he was led there by an invisible but audible voice, they would not believe it. "Because after attending Nick's party, we were all tired and wanted to go back to sleep. He said.

　　 "Don't you have dinner?" Snape asked, a triumphant smile on his thin face.

　　? "I don't think ghosts will provide people with delicious food at banquets."

　　 "We are not hungry." Ron said loudly, but a loud grunt came from its stomach due to hunger.

　　 Snape's wretched smile became more obvious.

　　 "Principal, I don't think Potter has fully confessed." he said.

　　 "Maybe it would be a good idea to deprive him of some of his privileges until he tells us the truth about the whole thing. I personally think he can't stay in the Gryffindor team until he is ready to tell all the facts."

"Really, Professor Snape?" Professor McGonagall retorted tit-for-tatly. "I can't find any reason not to let this kid stay in this team. It's not just being hit in the head by a broom. It's simply There is no evidence to prove that Harry did anything wrong." Dumbledore glanced at Harry questioningly. The flickering green light in his eyes made Harry think he was taking an X-ray.

　　 "I have some ideas, professor." Cronos spoke, and everyone looked at Cronos.

　　 Harry's eyes were full of help, Professor Snape's eyes were full of anger. Professor McGonagall had such a hint of surprise in his eyes. As for Dumbledore, he simply looked at Chronos. At least Cronos could not see emotion in his eyes.

　　 "Of course, I invite you to come, it means you can speak freely, Chronos." Dumbledore said.

　　 "Thank you, professor. Actually, there is one more person who is no longer attending the party in the auditorium." Cronos glanced at Professor Lockhart, who was standing next to Professor Dumbledore. "You say yes, Professor Lockhart. Where did you go during the banquet?"

　　 Everyone once again turned their eyes to Lockhart.

"And, you said just now. You have encountered similar things in Ouagadougou, and you have encountered many similar attacks. So~" Chronos stretched his voice, "You will be a few of them. Black magic is not uncommon! Used to punish those disobedient students~www.readwn.com~Cronos directly stated Lockhart’s motives for committing the crime, but he knew it was of little use, Deng Blido knew what Lockhart was like. Chronos just wanted to disgust him, and he really doubted Lockhart.

Lockhart once again showed his unique big white teeth, "Of course I have a reason. I didn't attend the banquet because I was infected with an urgent flu. For this reason, I went to Snee. Professor Pu is asking for medicine."

　　 "This, I know. Professor Lockhart is indeed very pale in class these days, and speaks weakly." Hermione sitting on the stool said. Harry and Ron on the side looked at him teasingly.

　　Cronos couldn't listen to a nympho, he looked at Snape. Snape was also looking at Chronos, then nodded slowly.

　　 "Yes, the inference failed." Cronos' hope was gone.

　　 Then, there was another awkward silence.

　　 "You can go now," Dumbledore said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They went out at the fastest speed. When they reached the upper floor of Lockhart's office, they turned into an empty classroom and gently closed the door. Harry squinted, squinting at his gloomy friend. "Do you think I should tell them about the sound I heard?

　　 "No," Ron replied without hesitation. "Even in the world of witchcraft, hearing a voice that no one else can hear is not a good sign."

　　 "But Cronos seems to know that I can hear voices that others can't hear." Harry said.

　　 "Cronos must know something? I think we should ask him, Harry." Hermione suggested.

　　 The three of them nodded heavily.