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Chapter 194 HP19

"Harry, I...I want to tell you something." Cedric pulled Harry to a remote place in a concealed manner, and whispered to him.

Harry looked up at Cedric, who was a head taller than him, looked around in surprise, and then turned his head to ask what's the matter.

Cedric looked around. This was a corner of Hogwarts. Not far from him and Harry, there was a huge grassy field. The sun was shining on it, and it looked very beautiful.

"Listen, Harry, about the golden egg in the second scene, you just... go to the prefect's bathroom and remember to take the golden egg with you..." Cedric turned his head and whispered.

"Well, I think I know the secret to the golden egg." Harry interrupted Cedric.

"You know?" Cedric's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked again: "You know?"

"Wait Harry, ok...sorry, I see." Before Harry could answer, Cedric continued.He smiled at Harry, then turned and left.

Harry's raised hand stopped in mid-air, and finally he watched Cedric's figure wave his hand twice at him.

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"Harry, how did you discover the secret of that golden egg?" Hermione asked him while eating at the breakfast table.

Harry felt himself froze for a moment. He told his two friends the secret of the golden egg, but he couldn't tell them how he knew it.

Especially in front of Hermione... You can't even say death.

Ok.

So he immediately pretended to be fine, and said to Hermione, "It's very simple, I just found some information with the twins..."

Before he finished speaking, something fell directly from the top of his head, and happened to land on his plate, knocking out all the soup inside.Harry tidied it up without being surprised, then took out the thing that had been smashed in the middle of the plate, unfolded it, and it turned out to be a copy of the "Daily Prophet".

"Did any of us order this?" He held up the newspaper and looked around suspiciously. Hermione next to him snatched it up and said, "I ordered it."

"You actually ordered the Daily Prophet?" Ron next to him opened his mouth, "Why did you order that thing?"

Hermione didn't answer his words, but hastily unfolded the newspaper and spread out a large piece, and then the headlines of today's newspaper were clearly displayed in front of Harry and Ron.

Harry glanced at the newspaper and choked on something in his mouth.

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"He never appeared in the crowd. Even if someone caught a glimpse of him inadvertently, he would disappear in a hurry and never stay in front of people's eyes..."

"The students all call him Mr. Mute. Although this sounds like an insulting word, the students all find it very interesting, because the ghost really never speaks..."

"I searched through all the dark wizards who left their names in the history of magic, and found that the so-called Mr. Mute is most likely the following people..."

"Wilson Roy? The one in our potion book?" Ron stared at the name on the newspaper, his whole body in shock.

"Come on! It's all nonsense, that Rita still said he was the George of the nineteenth century, the dark wizard who died of syphilis." Hermione stacked the books on the table, and then got angry growled in a low voice.

Harry almost couldn't stop laughing when he heard this. Although it's not suitable to think about this kind of thing at this time, he connected Mr. Dumb's face with syphilis, and found that no matter how he thought about it, he felt happy.

"Uh... well, I also know they just like to talk nonsense." Ron nodded.

"That Rita... She never found Mr. Ghost, how did she write this report?" Harry took the newspaper and read it again, until now he still finds it very strange, and misinterpreted him casually during the interview It's nothing more than talking, and now I dare to write in the newspaper without even finding the ghost.

"Don't let me catch her, if I catch her..." Hermione stood up slowly and walked out of the classroom.

"Uh... I think we'd better leave her alone for now." Ron said, looking at Hermione's back.

He turned his head to look at the other people in the classroom, and found that they were also discussing the matter about Mr. Mute, and suddenly felt a little headache.Although the report was not realistic, the photos on it were all true.

Although they were all blurry candid photos, they were enlarged and printed in newspapers, and now half of the wizarding world probably saw them.

Fortunately, outsiders cannot enter Hogwarts.

Harry thought about the dark wizard in the black robe again, and then couldn't help wondering what he was doing now.

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"Don't worry, no outsiders will come in." Yan Xiaofu looked at the ghost in front of her who came to inform her, and complained silently for a long time.

This feeling... so amazing...

Of course, on the surface she was very serious, and she nodded very seriously.

"That's good. Principal Dumbledore asked me to tell you about this. He is worried that something bad will happen to you." The ghost who came to pass the message was a polite man, holding a His own translucent hat, which he took off when he was talking to Yan Xiaofu just now.

After he finished speaking, he smiled at Yan Xiaofu, then turned around and floated out of the wall where Yan Xiaofu was.

"Rouge! This ghost is so handsome! He has the elegance of a middle-aged uncle!"

"Oh! Coupled with this holy light around me, it makes me feel like I'm watching some kind of movie... It's amazing."

"The special effects in the live broadcast room of 66666 are awesome. The ghost doesn't seem to be acting at all, especially the British gentleman."

"I thought that rouge was enough to pretend, but now I feel that there are a lot of people with good temperament in this world... No, I have to learn how to make that pretending aura."

"Rouge, you learn from others. Your acting skills are so bad day by day. You can only bluff people by pointing at your face and looking good. It can't go on like this."

"I'm really sorry for letting you see such a disappointment in acting." Yan Xiaofu rolled her eyes at the audience.She also thought about the ghost she saw just now. She was very elegant. She obviously had a plain face, but her every move carried a gentlemanly look in her bones.

So I still have to study hard. She herself relies on the advantage that this face can make people ignore many things after putting on makeup. When she puts this face on and she can still pretend to be aggressive, then she has already graduated up.

She walked cautiously through a corner, looked at the laughing young wizards there, made a circle around silently, and walked towards a place where no one was there.

"Is it a bit cold here?" A little wizard touched his hand and looked around suspiciously.

"No way, it's your illusion." Another little wizard next to him said.

Several young wizards looked left and right, and then walked away hand in hand.

Yan Xiaofu walked quietly in the castle. In fact, there were many places she could not go to, such as the famous "Room of Response". What kind of feeling is the room of debris.

There is also the legendary Slytherin lounge. She still doesn't know whether it is a bedroom for one person or a bedroom for several people. Whether the legendary Slytherin rules are hung in the lounge.

Ah, I hope you don't hang up, and the Slytherin children have to die.

Even so, it's still very interesting.Just like a childhood dream that could never be realized, it is truly displayed in front of people's eyes.

Yan Xiaofu stood at the top of the stairs, watching the top staircase slowly move over by itself, and then connected to another section of stairs.

There were chattering portraits all around, they were talking to themselves, and occasionally a few of them lay on the photo frame and looked towards Yan Xiaofu.

Everything is like the parts in a clock, changing according to a beautiful and magical law.

She looked at a portrait on the wall, stared at him for a long time, and finally... the portrait turned her head away.

"Don't be a fool, how did this special effect come about, and why are the things in the photo frame moving."

"I think a tablet is put there, and then the actors act in front of the camera in another place. This is very simple to do."

"Yeah, 23333333 how could I forget this..."

"These are easy to come up with, and there are some that can't be easily thought out. I always feel that Rouge's special effects in the live broadcast room are conscientious. Last time I saw a pancake figure on the dining table walking from left to right. From the right to the left again..."

"! Want to eat! Why didn't I see what happened?"

"2333333 Don't always think about eating! A moving pancake villain, why is your first reaction to eat!"

"There are also owls flying all over the sky. The anchor is indeed a local tyrant. How much does so many owls cost in a day just for food? If I want to, I will die of poverty..."

"So... In a sense, such a beautiful world is still a place that Muggles came up with after all. After all, if you can't get it, you can make up for it..."

"Want to have a place like this to play... although I'm a Muggle 2333333"

"No, I want to log into my wizard account. I can't be a wizard in three dimensions, and I can always indulge in Two-dimensional."

Yan Xiaofu watched the barrage while walking. She walked outside Hogwarts and looked at the tall and big castle.

"By the way, Rouge, I've always thought you're very funny. You always make these weird live broadcasts, and it makes me feel itchy."

"That's right, after spending so much money and finding so many people, it's hard enough to find one of these people. You can draw a bunch of 233333333 and then find a venue to shoot in person..."

"Sometimes a scene can't be shot in one day, and I have to wait for several days. I'm going to rush there by plane or train. I'm tired of watching it all over the world."

"The members of the lace group said that I love the bad taste of rouge (blush)."

Is it bad taste... Yan Xiaofu looked at the black wizard robe on her body, and suddenly realized... she is indeed very bad taste 233333333