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What made the little wizards quiet down were the owls. Almost in an instant, hundreds of owls flew into the hall, circling above the hall, and screeching noisily.
It was like a rain of owls every morning, but the scene was even more spectacular.
It was dinner time, how could there be so many people writing letters at this time? Moreover, tomorrow was the Christmas holiday, and almost all the little wizards had to go home. No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible for their families to write letters or deliver parcels to them at this time.
This was too abnormal. Harry looked at the owls in the sky, upset.
Elwyn and Hermione were attacked by the werewolves, the professors all disappeared, and the sudden appearance of hundreds of owls, all of this gave him a bad premonition, as if something big was about to happen.
Harry wanted to see what news these owls brought, but there was no letter for him.
Fred and George were standing on the table, waving their wands. They wanted to catch an owl in mid-air, but Percy hurried over to stop them.
The owls crowded together, all flying above Slytherin's long table, holding letters in their beaks, fighting to be the first to hand the letter to the recipient.
The people from the other three academies quietly looked at the students from Slytherin Academy, everyone craned their necks to look, hoping to find some clues from the expressions on their faces.
Harry saw that Malfoy had also received an envelope, as if he had received a great honor.
He proudly waved the envelope in his hand at her, a mocking smile on his face. Harry clenched his fists, he saw Malfoy carefully reading the letter in his hand, his expression extremely shocked at first, followed by a malicious smile on his pale face.
He did not look at himself again, but turned his head to look at the other students of Slytherin who had received letters.
Several senior students nodded, all of them children of the most powerful pureblood families, including Markus Flint, the captain of Slytherin's Quidditch team, and also the prefect of Slytherin.
He stood up from his seat, which seemed to be a signal, and all the students of Slytherin followed suit.
No one spoke, everyone was frighteningly quiet.
Under the shocked gazes of the students from the other three academies, they left the hall in an orderly manner, everyone looking nervous and excited.
Everyone wanted to ask what had happened, but no one told them.
Percy's face was pale, as if he wanted to stop a student of Slytherin. He moved slightly, but in the end, he did not take any action.
This was truly too abnormal. Looking at Slythrin's students leaving one after another, the auditorium resounded with suppressed discussions. The atmosphere became more and more tense, and there was an oppressive feeling as if a storm was about to arrive.
Now, even the slowest student could feel that something big was about to happen in the school.
"Malfoy, what are you planning? What are you planning?" Harry suddenly stood up and shouted at Malfoy, who was about to leave the hall.
He did not know why, but his anger soared.
The truth of his parents' death, the fact that they were betrayed by his best friend, the fear of Elwyn and Hermione being attacked by werewolves, and the depression and uneasiness brought about by the abnormal behavior of the students of Slytherin all turned into anger in an instant.
Harry looked angrily at Malfoy, wanting to pounce on him and fight it out with him.
Hearing Harry's voice, the students of Slytherin who were moving forward stopped. Everyone held their breath, and their eyes wandered back and forth between Harry and Malfoy.
"Don't you know, Potter?!" Malfoy said quietly, with a malicious smile on his lips, "How pitiful, it seems that you don't have the right to know this news."
"Go on, Malfoy, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Harry roared, pulling out his wand and pointing it at Malfoy.
The students of Gryffindor and Slytherin all pulled out their wands, and the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff who were familiar with the scene moved back as far as possible, trying to give them more space.
"Stop, all of you, stop!" Percy hurried to the center of the auditorium, the badge of the Boy Student Council President on his chest glistening under the candlelight. He said sternly to the students of Slytherin, "Put away your wands, what are you trying to do?! Put away your wands, or I'll deduct your points! "
"You speak as if I care, Weasley." Malfoy looked sarcastically at Percy who was standing in the middle of the crowd.
"Slytherin, deduct five points. I don't like your attitude, you need to show some respect to the Boy Student Council President." Percy looked extremely indignant, and the tips of his ears were red. "Now, go back to your own table, or else it won't just be a matter of five points."
"We've all finished eating, and you still want us all to stay here, Boy Student Council President?!" Malfoy sneered. He looked past Percy and looked at Harry who was behind him. He said provocatively, "Do you want to know what we're going to do, Potter? Then come with me, but you have to be mentally prepared. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it! "
When he finished, he followed the other students of Slytherin out of the auditorium.
Harry hurriedly parted the crowd and caught up with Malfoy. The other little wizards looked at each other and followed them out of the auditorium.
Everyone was curious about what the students of Slytherin were trying to do.
They went out of the auditorium, through the empty, echoing hall where the torches were lighted, and up the stairs into a long, dark corridor. No one spoke. The only sound in the corridor was that of hundreds of feet on the floor at the same time.
Slytherin's students led everyone to the third floor. Harry did not understand why they were here.
He glanced at the girls' washroom at the end of the corridor, which was the entrance to Slytherin's secret chamber.
Did they know the secret? But it was completely meaningless. The basilisk had been killed by him last semester. Even if it was once a weapon left by Slytherin to his successor, Harry could not see the use of a dead basilisk.
Just as he was wondering, he saw that the students of Slytherin did not go in the direction of the girls' washroom. They went straight to the door of Professor Lupin's office and stopped. Everyone looked focused and nervous.
They pulled out their wands again and carefully faced the door, as if there was a monster inside.
Seeing their behavior, Harry was even more confused.
What the hell were these evil Slytherin students playing at? Looking at them, was there a giant monster hiding in Professor Lupin's office?!
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