The most troublesome thing about Myrtle was that she was always in a bad mood, full of self-pity, and her eyes were like a water pipe that could not be shut off. She would talk about unpleasant things with everyone and bring about a bad mood. She was like this before she died.
Therefore, everyone generally avoided her and tried to stay as far away from the girls' bathroom as possible.
However, Elwyn had to talk to her as much as possible. His task was to keep her here to buy time for Harry and Ron. He could not let her go out and talk nonsense. Even if she had just promised not to talk about it, the credibility of such words was very low.
Ghosts were like this. Ghosts with credibility, integrity, and a bottom line simply did not exist.
They were already dead. Even if they did not keep their promises, no one could do anything to them.
Besides, why should they keep their promises?
In their long life as ghosts, they could only rely on talking about these things for fun.
At present, what could be more explosive than the topic of Elwyn, Harry, and Ron secretly studying to become girls in the boys' bathroom?
Transformation, cross-dressing, and the fainted Gall and Crabbe, Elwyn could now imagine a twisted and bizarre story, not to mention the imaginative students. If such a story were to be published in the tabloids, it would definitely be on the front page …
Therefore, Myrtle was now in danger.
"Hey, I can't say for sure. You guys are always used to lying, but I thought he liked me. I could feel that he was sincere," she continued sadly. She continued to whine, "Maybe after you guys leave, he'll come back. We have a lot in common. I believe he feels it …"
As she spoke, she looked at the door expectantly.
Elwyn and Harry looked at each other, not sure how to respond to this sentence.
As long as there was a normal brain, which living boy would like Myrtle?
I'm afraid there aren't any ghosts either.
According to the normal development of the plot, Harry and Ron should have drunk the compound soup by now and began to change into women's clothes. However, it was a little embarrassing to do so under Myrtle's gaze …
Instead, Ron seemed to be amused by Myrtle's words. "You said you have a lot in common. Do you mean he was also in the water pipe?"
? "No." Myrtle protested, her voice echoing in the old-fashioned tiled bathroom. "I'm saying that he's very sensitive. He's also bullied. He feels lonely and has no one to talk to. He's not afraid to expose his feelings. He cries when he wants to!"
"Hmm, did a boy cry here?" Elwyn asked uncertainly. Judging from Myrtle's words, that should be what she meant.
"A little boy?" Harry added, trying to sound friendly.
But it was useless. Myrtle's watery eyes were fixed on Ron, who was already grinning.
"None of your business!" she said. "I promise I won't tell a soul, and I'll take his secret into--"
? "It's not a grave, is it?" Ron laughed. "Maybe it's a sewer …"
Myrtle let out an angry wail and rushed to the toilet, splashing water around the bowl and on the floor.
"You shouldn't have driven her away!"
"I did it on purpose," Ron said. "How can we change our clothes if she's here?"
"She might tell someone else. We'd better hurry. Malfoy will be suspicious if he waits outside for too long," Harry said. "If he comes in, we'll be in trouble."
"Wait, you're not going to change your clothes here, are you?" Elwyn hurriedly stopped Harry, who was about to drink the decoction, and reminded them again. "You two are going to change into girls. The decoction is not a disguise, but a complete change of the body. That is to say, you two will be physiologically exactly the same as the person you're going to change into."
He stressed the word "complete". Elwyn was not interested in witnessing the birth and changing process of two girls, especially when the two girls were actually boys …
At his reminder, Harry and Ron hesitantly walked into the cubicle with the girl's school uniform in their arms.
The bathroom was quiet again. Elwyn stared at the hose absentmindedly as he heard rustling sounds coming from the two cubicles. It was the sound of changing clothes …
About two minutes later, the cubicle door opened. Harry, no, a petite, black-haired girl walked out.
Perhaps, he could call her Harry.
"Harry?"
"Yes, it's me. It feels so weird," he said, looking down at his lower body.
"How do I look?" he asked.
"Very beautiful. It would be better if you could relax a little more!" Elwyn said, holding back his laughter. "If there were no Hermione, I would consider you as my girlfriend."
"Hey, I never thought it would feel like this to be a girl." Harry said with a complicated expression. "You know, it's cold down there when you walk … Forget it, we're already at this point. Let's go. Ron, come out quickly."
Under his repeated urging, Ron came out. He had turned into a golden-haired girl, and his style looked more mature.
However, like Harry, he was also very embarrassed by his current appearance. His walking posture was strange, and he was not used to it.
"Do you know what I'm thinking? I suddenly discovered a new way to use the compound soup, "Ron said." When I was changing my clothes just now … "
Elwyn did not want to describe Ron's thoughts, nor did he comment.
He could only say that it was really a bold plan and bold idea. Harry and Ron were also very bold to carry out such a plan.
Also, Ron's idea was very novel, and it opened the door to a whole new world.
"Oh yeah, aren't you going to put on makeup? Hermione asked me to bring some makeup supplies for you. " Elwyn asked, glancing at the things in the bag. "She said you'll need it. There's lipstick and stuff …"
"Forget it, Gall and Crabbe don't know how to put on makeup," Harry said.
"Thank Hermione for us!" Ron said. "Thank her for her support."
The two of them went out, and Elwyn stayed to watch over Gall and Crabbe, but did not follow.
He took out the marauder's map and saw Harry and Ron's names follow Malfoy to the eighth floor.
The plan went well at first, and they came to the corridor of the Room of Fulfillment, until Myrtle came out from behind the wall.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Myrtle, they stayed there for a long time. Myrtle must have said something inappropriate to Malfoy …
Bad, really bad!
Ron should not have driven Myrtle away. Retribution had come, and it would be strange if Malfoy did not suspect it.
Sure enough, Myrtle went through the floor to the seventh floor, but Harry, Ron, and Malfoy remained there.
At this point, Elwyn felt that the plan had failed. He could imagine the atmosphere upstairs!
After three minutes, Ron was sent to one end of the corridor, and Harry was still standing behind Malfoy.
After another three minutes or so, Harry reluctantly walked to the other side of the corridor.
He walked very slowly and reluctantly, as if he was looking back from time to time to check on Malfoy.
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