MTL - 94 Diagon Alley-Chapter 245 Festival

This is a solid fact, and it starts there. There can only be one explanation for Voldemort sending Alecto Carrow to be stationed in the Ravenclaw common room: Voldemort was concerned that Harry already knew that his Horcrux was related to that house.

However, the only thing that seems to be associated with Ravenclaw is the missing crown... How could a Horcrux be a crown? Voldemort was a student of Slytherin, how could it be possible to find a crown that Ravenclaw had not seen for generations? Who would tell him where to look? No one in the living memory has seen that crown.

In the memory of the living...

Harry's eyes suddenly opened. He jumped up from the pedestal and ran back along the same path, chasing his last hope. Back on the marble staircase, the sound of hundreds of people marching toward the Room of Requirement grew louder. The prefects shouted orders, trying to distinguish the students from their house. Harry saw Zacharis Smith ramming the freshman to the front of the line. Everywhere you see younger students crying, older students anxiously calling for friends or siblings…

Harry saw a milky figure floating by in the hall above, and he hurriedly shouted in the midst of the noise.

"Nick! Nick! I have something to say to you!"

The tall twins of the Weasleys are at the entrance of the largest secret passage at Hogwarts.

"Are you ready, Fred." George looked at the dense sparks on the silver protective cover - the handwriting of hundreds of Death Eaters who were frantically attacking outside the school.

"Okay." Fred also looked up at the sky.

The two smiled at each other, George bumped Fred with his elbow, "Me too."

"Excuse me." Gwen, who was standing beside George, cleared his throat, "Am I in the way?"

"Unless you help us bury the decoy bomb in the ground." Fred blinked.

"Let the Death Eaters step on it and be bombed to the sky." George raised his hand and gestured at the picture they imagined.

"The idea of ​​genius." Gwenhao did not hesitate to praise himself, as if seeing the charming appearance of them when they were making trouble at Hogwarts, "Guess what, we can still be in Raytheon. Get them some hors d'oeuvres in front of the district."

Gwen stretched out his hand and pulled out several sticky, stinky lumps of mud.

"Portable Swamp!" Fred exclaimed in surprise.

"Smart girl," said George, "what could irritate a Death Eater more than a Weasley swamp at the entrance?"

"Before they get in," Gwen said, swallowing, looking nervously at the increasingly fragile shield, "we have to hurry. I'll have to help later. A little busy."

"Ambush must be set up for all the secret passages that can connect to the outside of the school. We are responsible for one," Fred now arranged work for George and Gwen like a steady big brother. "I'm going to the statue of Gregory the Flatterer."

"Give it to me by the one-eyed old woman." George also dug up the portable swamp and some new products that had apparently not been tested for safety. "Gwen can go to the big mirror on the fifth floor."

Gwen's worried eyes left his hand, "As far as I know, the secret passage on the fifth floor has collapsed and is completely blocked." She looked down and suddenly realized something : "We forgot to hit Ren Liu! Quickly give me some decoy bombs and see you later, gentlemen."

The electrical current between Gwen's temples has always kept her lucky enough to avoid trouble. Only this time, Gwen was numb to the long-running bad premonition, so she forgot an omen: Whenever the Weasley twins separated, something bad was going to happen.

Despite the twists and turns, Harry learned Riddle's story from Helena Ravenclaw.

"Alas, you're not alone in being fooled by Riddle's rhetoric." Harry muttered, "He can make himself charming when needed..."

So, Voldemort got the whereabouts of the missing crown from Lady Grey. He went to that distant forest and retrieved the hidden crown, probably not long after he left Hogwarts, before he started working at the Borgin-Bock store.

Years later, when Voldemort needed a place to lurch and spend the long ten years undisturbed, weren't those desolate Albanian forests the ideal sanctuary?

However, once the crown has become his precious Horcrux, it will not be left in that humble tree... No, the crown has been secretly returned to its true home, and Voldemort must have placed it there-

"—the night he came to apply for a job!" Harry finally made up his mind.

"What did you say?" asked the ghost.

"The night he came to ask Dumbledore to let him teach, hid the crown in the castle!" said Harry, speaking the thoughts out loud to make the reasoning clearer, "he went up When going upstairs or downstairs to Dumbledore's office, he must have hidden the tiara on the way! But he still wanted to get that job - that way he might have a chance to steal Gryffindor's sword too - thank you , thank you so much!"

Harry turned to leave, leaving only the ghost floating around, confused. Harry looked at his watch as he turned back into the hall: it was five minutes before midnight, and while he had figured out what the last Horcrux was, he still had no idea where it was hidden...

How many generations of students have failed to find the crown, which means it's not in the Ravenclaw Tower - but not there, and where is it? tom. What secret place did Riddle find in Hogwarts Castle and believe that place will never be known?

Harry was thinking desperately as he turned another corner, but he didn't take a few steps in the new corridor when he heard a loud bang and the window on the left suddenly burst open. He hurriedly jumped aside, and a behemoth flew in from the window and hit the opposite wall. Immediately afterwards, a large furry thing broke free from the behemoth and barked at Harry in a low voice.

"Hagrid!" Harry roared, desperately trying to get rid of the hound Fang Fang's attentiveness, and the unshaven behemoth stood up with difficulty, "What-?"

"Harry, you are here! You are here!"

Hagrid bent down and gave Harry a quick hug, nearly breaking his ribs, before running back to the shattered window.

"Good boy, Grapp!" he shouted into the hole in the window. "See you later, good boy!"

In the dark night behind Hagrid, Harry saw a few sudden bursts of light in the distance, and heard a strange, mourning scream. He looked down at his watch: it was midnight. The battle begins.

"Gosh, Harry," panted Hagrid, "here's it, isn't it? The war?"

"Hagrid, where did you come from?"

"We heard the voice of You-Know-Who in the cave above," said Hagrid sternly, "that sound went so far, didn't it?" You must hand Potter over before midnight 'I knew you must be here, I knew what was going on. Come down, Fang. So we're here to fight, and Grapp and I and Fang. Grapp carried me and Fang and broke through the forest. I told him to put me down in the castle, and he shoved me through the window, he really did! I didn't mean that, but—what about Ron and Hermione?"

"Hey," said Harry, "that's what you're asking. Let's go."

They hurried down the hallway together, Fang hopping next to them. Harry heard noises in the hallways: running, shouting. Through the window he saw streaks of bright light flashing across the dark playground.

"Where are we going?" Hagrid asked breathlessly, following Harry with heavy footsteps, making the floor tremble.

"I don't know either," Harry said, turning blindly again, "but Ron and Hermione must be somewhere around here."

The first casualties of the battlefield were already lying on the passage in front: the two stone beasts who usually guard the entrance of the teacher's office have been hit by the curse shot from another broken window, It was torn apart in four pieces, and the fragments wriggled feebly on the floor. Harry leaped over a head separated from his body, which moaned weakly: "Oh, leave me alone... just let me lie here and fend for itself..."

The ugly stone face reminded Harry suddenly of the Xenophilius marble bust of Rowena Ravenclaw with that ridiculous tiara—and then again Reminds me of the statue in Ravenclaw Towers with a crown of stone on white curly hair...

When he ran to the end of the passage, he remembered the third stone statue: an ugly old wizard, Harry himself put an old hair cap and a tattered crown on his head. Harry shuddered suddenly, almost falling to the ground, as if stimulated by fire whiskey.

He finally knew where the Horcrux was waiting for him...

Tom Riddle has always been a loner, trusting no one, he is so arrogant, he probably thinks that he - the only one - knows the deepest secrets hidden in Hogwarts Castle. Exemplary students like Dumbledore and Flitwick had no doubt never set foot in that special place, but Harry, at school, had been to places that no ordinary man had ever been to—finally, there was a place that only he and Voldemort knew and Dumbledore knew. A secret never discovered—

Professor Sprout awakened him from his thoughts, and she walked over with heavy steps, followed by Neville and six or seven other classmates,