Chapter 44 begins.

For two consecutive months, Mu Yu was either spending time in the library, continuing to write and draw on pieces of parchment, or helping Sprout take care of mandrakes and mushrooms in the greenhouse.

Professor Sprout seemed particularly happy: "Ten points for Slytherin! Yu, thank you so much for your meat mushrooms. Although they are not very adapted to the British climate, they are useful enough. The antidote will be developed faster. "

Mu Yu said a little embarrassedly: "Don't be so polite, Professor. These are all what I should do. I also hope to prepare an antidote as soon as possible to help the victim recover."

Professor Sprout patted her happily: " Good boy."

The Basilisk has not attacked Hogwarts again in the past two months. Life in the castle has almost returned to normal, and few people are discussing who is the heir of Slytherin.

After the Easter holidays, second-year students had to face an extremely important choice. They each had to decide on their electives for the next semester.

Mu Yu was in no hurry to check the elective list. Even the Daily Prophet failed to attract her attention this Friday morning. She pressed and pressed a flat white envelope. The letter paper felt light and airy when held, as if there was nothing inside. However, before she could tie it to the owl's leg, the owl couldn't stop trembling and screaming, and kept moving back.

"Shush, shush, shush," she stroked the owl's feathers gently and seemed to be comforting from a distance, "be good and send this gift safely to where it should go. I will know if you have done it... ."

The owl stopped trembling, and it didn't look like it was comforted, it looked like it was frightened. She tied the letter firmly and patted it again. The latter flapped its wings and flew away into the distance without looking back.

In Hogwarts, this was the only safest way to send a letter. She looked up at the still gray sky.

Greengrass would have loved the surprise.

"You didn't write an address," Astoria, who was sitting opposite, said abruptly. The little girl's suspicious eyes flickered on her face, "How can you guarantee delivery?"

"Not every letter needs an address," After finishing this, Mu Yu picked up the list of elective courses, "Owls are more magical than you think."

Astoria bit her lip, obviously dissatisfied with her words, but Mu Yu had already asked Daphne with the list: " You must choose two subjects."

Daphne has been immersed in studying since she got the list. She heard Mu Yu's reluctance: "Of course, this is very important for our future career development."

Mu Yu was noncommittal, and she looked at it again. I went through the list and signed my name on the divination class and the ancient runes. Daphne glanced at her choice and looked shocked: "Yu, this, this will affect the direction of our future career development. I always thought you would learn arithmetic and divination. Dad said that the divination class at Hogwarts has become basic. There is no need to open it. You can't learn anything useful from the divination class, it's just a bunch of random stuff..." Mu

Yu blinked: "At least you can get through with just random stuff."

Theodore Nott also made his choice at this time. After accidentally seeing Nott's choice, Daphne muttered: "It's crazy." Then she signed her name on Arithmetic Divination and Care of Magical Creatures.

After selecting the course, she threw the pen away as if she had settled a big event and started shaking Mu Yu's arm: "Yu, this afternoon's Quidditch match, Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff, will you go with me? "You haven't watched a serious Quidditch match since you entered the school, so why don't you just go watch it once?"

Mu Yu was still thinking about the spell. There are too few reference materials, and the spell itself is incomplete, let alone improving it. It is almost the limit of her strength to advance to this point.

Daphne's shaking only made her headache and irritation worse.

She really shouldn't have accepted Daphne's apology on Halloween. She should have just allowed the relationship between the two to continue to be cold. She would have been able to find Albert Greengrass without Daphne.

If she doesn't want to, she will naturally have thousands of excuses, but her reason tells her that maybe it's time to go out and relax, and it would be futile to continue thinking about it.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you." She looked helpless to Daphne's entanglement, but she also took this opportunity to brush away the hand on her arm.

It's a pity that she is destined to never play Quidditch.

Everyone was looking forward to the appearance of the players from both sides. While Daphne was still telling her how handsome Hufflepuff had a Seeker named Cedric, they just waited for McGonagall to arrive. professor.

Professor McGonagall's voice was amplified countless times by magic, and her next words silenced the originally lively stadium: "All students must return to the common room of this college, where the head of your college will tell you more Information."

She kept repeating: "All students must return to the common room of this college..."

Daphne grabbed Mu Yu: "Is it, is it..."

Mu Yu stood on the high platform and saw Harry and Ron. The crowd was called away by Professor McGonagall, and she was sure that it was Hermione who was in trouble this time.

Everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly manner according to plan. She clutched the jade pendant around her waist, feeling uneasy because she could not clearly see the current situation.

Everyone in this game has their own goals to achieve, and she is no exception.

I just don't know where I am.

Is it the cicada who is unaware of the danger, or the mantis who thinks he has everything under control, or the oriole hiding behind, or...

the hunter who is watching the fire from the other side and waiting to harvest his prey.

The last blush on Daphne's face was replaced by paleness: "They are definitely going to close the school..."

Mu Yu followed the Slytherin students back to the common room. It was no secret that Hermione and another Ravenclaw girl had been attacked again. Malfoy was showing off triumphantly all the way: "Dumbledore will definitely be kicked out. My father is the school director and he can put pressure on the Ministry of Magic. I have long said that the mudblood will be next."

He said a little He didn't care about the angry glares from Gryffindor students when he passed by Gryffindor, but continued to yell: "My father didn't want to send me to Hogwarts in the first place, he wanted to send me to Durmstrang. Durmstrang is hundreds of times better than Hogwarts, but my mother doesn't want me to be too far away from home."

He looked regretful.

Not long after they returned to the Slytherin common room, Severus Snape pushed open the door and walked through the common room door.

"Everyone must return to the common room before six o'clock in the evening. Classes must be escorted by a teacher, and no one is allowed to use the bathroom alone. No activities will be conducted at night." Snape read out the parchment in his hand word by word. , then said bluntly, "I'm very happy that no one in our college has been hurt so far. Your poor professors are already busy enough. I hope you won't cause trouble for me like the idiots in other colleges."

Malfoy responded better than Everyone was positive: "Of course, sir."

Astoria, who had always been shy, asked: "Will Hogwarts be closed, sir."

Snape silently glanced at everyone. When the subject of closing Hogwarts comes up again, everyone's expression is different. After a long time, he squeezed out a few words: "Not yet."

After saying that, he stopped looking at the students and pushed the door open directly. As soon as he left, no one wanted to go back to the dormitory. Instead, they gathered together to discuss what had just happened, and Malfoy's voice was the loudest among them.

"The way Hogwarts is run should have been changed a long time ago. After the mudbloods are cleansed, it will be the turn of some mixed-bloods. The blood of Muggles is a stain on the blood of wizards. Some people better be careful, because they may not know who will be next. It will..."

His words clearly meant something, but unfortunately he couldn't say any more.

"Solitary confinement, Mr. Malfoy," it was Prefect Gemma Foley. The discussion stopped as soon as she started, which was enough to show the prefect's authority. Gemma, who had always been gentle, looked at Malfoy coldly, "I won't deduct points from my college like Percy Weasley, but if you talk nonsense here again, I will definitely report it to Professor Snape. Let him give you a confinement that will last until the next semester."

She looked around at the remaining people: "You have forgotten what Professor Snape said, or you all like to work voluntarily in the Potions Office."

The last sentence was. The most powerful thing is that everyone scattered after hearing this, focusing on their own things as if they had agreed upon it - pretending to be focused.

Mu Yu sat in the corner and watched the whole farce. She understood Gemma Foley's intentions, but subtle care and kindness were never important to her.

She was about to go upstairs, but she didn't want to be blocked at the entrance of the stairs alone.

It's Theodore.

"Don't pay attention to Draco's words," he lowered his head, as if to hide his dislike for Malfoy, "He has always been like this, a coward who only knows how to show off his words."

"Why should I care about him?" She deflected Tilting her head, there was no need to dwell on this issue. "He's not worth it."

She bypassed Nott directly.

Following the petrification incident on Christmas, Hogwarts was once again cast in a deeper shadow. Pairs of ghosts. Pairs of teachers patrol the corridors all day long. Mu Yu's life was not affected at all. She continued to help Professor Sprout take care of the mandrakes and mushrooms every day. The antidote is the hope for all.

Shortly after the attack, even worse news came: Dumbledore was expelled by the school board.

Dumbledore is the backbone of the entire school, and his departure can only be more disturbing.

Mu Yu really didn't know what the Ministry of Magic and the school board of directors thought.

But for her the messier the better.

She has practiced that formation very skillfully.

Another summer has arrived, and the sun has become brighter and brighter, but this cannot dispel the gloom in the castle. No one has the heart to study. Until one day in May, in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall announced loudly that she had good news to tell everyone.

"You caught the heir of Slytherin!"

"Dumbledore is coming back!"

Mu Yu stroked the jade pendant around her waist. Of course she knew the news. Mandrake and meat mushrooms were already mature, and the antidote was The research is about to be completed, and Tom Riddle must also know that this is the most perfect time to take action.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall announced: "The antidote will be developed soon. All those who were petrified will wake up."

Everyone cheered, but Professor McGonagall's next message made them all silent: " The exam will be held on June 1 as usual. I hope everyone of you will prepare carefully."

Daphne complained beside Mu Yu: "Merlin's beard! They are still in the mood to plan for the exam! Don't they know we haven't been there for a long time. Are you studying seriously?"

Mu Yu still looked unhurried: "Relax Daphne, the professors will definitely give you lenient marks. "I'm

afraid they won't be able to pass the exam this year.

Harry and Ron were visibly happy at the Gryffindor table. They probably thought that Hermione would be able to answer all their questions when she woke up. Only Ginny was out of tune with the lively atmosphere around her. She seemed to have something to say to Harry and Ron, but didn't dare.

They were escorted to class by the professor again. As the crowds of people were passing by, Mu Yu saw Harry and Ron sneaking towards the school hospital. Hermione must have left them a clue.

She had no doubt of it.

Slytherin should be taking History of Magic this class, and Mu Yu admired Professor Binns' persistence in teaching. During this period, not only the students were absent-minded in class, but even the teachers were barely able to gather their energy to cope. Only this ghost professor always talks about exciting historical events in an unchanging and boring tone.

When Professor Binns was talking about the Great Goblin Rebellion in the sixteenth century, Professor McGonagall's voice resounded throughout the school.

"Please all students return to the lounge immediately, and ask all teachers to go to the staff lounge immediately."

Mu Yu held the jade pendant tightly.

it's time.

This is also the beginning of her chess game.

Their game actually started long ago.

No one wanted to speak on the way back to the common room. Everyone walked in silence, as if everyone had foreseen the fate of Hogwarts. Daphne reluctantly smiled at Mu Yu as she walked up the spiral staircase in the dormitory: "Hogwarts may really be closing. Yu, I hope we can meet again in the future."

No matter how calm she was, she had no intention of dealing with it here at the moment. Daphne: "There are always many opportunities to meet again."

As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she immediately took out the puppet from the space ring. The puppet in front of her that looks exactly like her is the result of nearly a year. However, a truly successful puppet is one that allows people to attach a ray of spirit to it and imitate the person involved in moving freely. Her current technology is obviously not mature enough.

The puppet closed its eyes quietly, as if asleep.

that's enough.

She put the puppet on the bed and threw a book randomly on the bed, pretending that she fell asleep while reading. She wore an invisibility charm. Dumbledore was not around. As long as she was careful to avoid teachers like Professor McGonagall, no one would see through her.

There was no one in the common room, so she walked straight to the bathroom on the first floor.

Tom Riddle was waiting on the stairs. Mu Yu's talisman couldn't hide it from him. He smiled and stretched out his hand towards Mu Yu: "Yu, I hope you are ready."

Mu Yu's eyes were full of calm, and she took Tom Riddle's hand, and he had solidified. His hands were as cold as hers: "Of course I'm ready."

He led her to the sink like this, and a series of obscure syllables came out of his mouth. The sink looked like it was the first time Mu Yu had seen it. It opened like that, revealing a bottomless passage.

At this time, he did not go any further.

"My wand, Yu, I need my wand," he leaned over and whispered to her, in an almost victorious manner, "you won't be able to use it."

There were no dark passages or bottomless black holes. What a difference.

The whining sound of the wind is more like playing sad music.

Mu Yu was sure that as long as she dared to say the word "no", the things below would tear her into pieces at all costs.

Without any hesitation, as if she didn't think, she directly handed the rosewood wand into his hand. She was so calm, and even had the leisure to appreciate the ambition and greed in those black eyes: "Madman, you also remember Live what you said, forever."

She jumped down directly.

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