Hermione only knew that she had to run faster, and faster, she felt like she was running a race against death, and someone might die in Shekou a moment later.
She searched for her memory all the way, and stumbled towards the principal's office. She knew that only the tears of Dumbledore's Fox could detoxify the basilisk. McGonagall or Professor Flitwick might be able to defeat the basilisk, but for the snake venom There was no way to start, even Snape's potion would take time to prepare, only Phoenix's tears was the fastest way.
She thought again of the scene where Malfoy's arm was almost completely pierced by the basilisk's fangs just now in order to save herself, and the dark red blood with warmth even splashed on her face, feeling the residual blood on her face. The temperature made her dizzy again.
"I made all this mess," she thought.
She would not be crazy to think that Malfoy was moved by her tears, so he turned his back on the battlefield and betrayed Voldemort. He was obviously prepared, whether it was dragon blood or unicorn blood, he had already done so. Well-planned, the former is used to win people's trust, and the latter is used to face unexpected situations like today. Rather, if it weren't for her, Dumbledore might have easily eliminated the basilisk by now. .
"I can only add to the chaos." Hermione thought painfully, recalling Malfoy's actions before, feeling ashamed of her doubts about him, and blaming herself for disrupting everything.
Almost everyone in the hallway looked at Hermione in surprise, not only because she was wearing Slytherin robes, but also because of the traces of blood on her face.
"What's going on? Why are you wearing a Slytherin robe?" A pair of hands stretched out to stop Hermione. It was Percy, the Gryffindor prefect who was in charge of patrolling the corridors at Christmas. He looked at Hermione in surprise Min, with a suspicious light flashing under his glasses, couldn't help asking.
As a prefect, he must ensure the safety of the students, and report to the professors in time when emergencies occur. Hermione used to be a well-behaved student, but after hanging out with Harry and her younger brother for a long time, she stopped. How happy to abide by the school rules.
Unexpectedly, Hermione was only blocked by him, and then pushed him away. Percy accidentally staggered back a few steps and almost fell down. Pushing it away is really unacceptable.
"Sorry." Hermione continued to run forward without looking back. Even if she apologized, Percy didn't feel much apology from it.
She continued to climb the stairs layer by layer. For the first time, she hated the school's arrangement of the location of the principal's office—the eighth floor. How much time would be wasted like this? Big drops of sweat dripped from her already thick and disheveled brown hair, and the sweat solidified, but she didn't realize it.
When she reached the third floor, she saw the guard of the giant stone beast symbolizing the dawn of victory, and then she remembered something like waking up from a dream—
She doesn't know the password.
"Bibi's multi-flavored beans, licorice wand, butterbeer..." Without any hesitation, she began to speak out the foods she knew one by one. She knew that the passwords set by Principal Dumbledore were usually snacks .
When Hermione said "Lemon Olaf", the stone monster finally jumped aside. The wall behind it was split in two, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind. She immediately ran up and stood on the staircase She was so anxious that she felt that the escalator went up too slowly, not as good as her own legs.
She tried not to think of the scariest scenario, Dumbledore and her back in the Chamber of Secrets, and then there was only a basilisk in it, oh, and maybe the forgotten Professor Lockhart, or maybe the basilisk hid back , leaving behind a lifeless corpse.
She shook her head, trying to calm herself down.
She thought of the confident look Malfoy gave her at the end, and she chose to believe him.
The ladder slowly spiraled up, and finally she saw the door with the brass knocker. The griffin-shaped brass knocker didn't attract her attention. She just wanted to knock on the door as soon as possible and find the door. headmaster.
She found that the door was ajar, and she heard a sullen voice that disgusted her from inside.
"Look, Principal Dumbledore, I don't think you are fulfilling your responsibilities now, how many students have been attacked?" The voice paused, and then said: "I thought that monster Only Muggle students are attacked, but now the Weasley child has also been attacked, which proves that all students are at risk."
"That's really a polite kid, but because of your incompetence, he's lying in the school hospital right now, unable to move."
"Disgusting!" Hermione couldn't stand the man's words anymore. He also pretended to praise Ron in order to achieve his goal, which made Hermione sick to her stomach, and she pushed open the half-hidden door.
She saw a simple round table in the principal's office, surrounded by people, most of them well-dressed, she guessed that these were the directors of the school, and directly opposite her was Dumbledore with a calm face, with his hands It was placed on the table, with ten fingertips facing each other, facing the accusation, his wrinkled old face looked calm.
"Look at it, look at it. These are the students taught by Dumbledore sitting in the principal's position. They are rude and uneducated." Lucius' voice rose, and the other directors of the school couldn't help nodding , pointing at Hermione, seemed very dissatisfied with this yellow-haired girl who suddenly interrupted their meeting.
"It's not your turn to judge my students." Dumbledore said nothing, but when he made a sound, he was shocked like a thunderbolt. He changed his previous amiable image and became stronger. Under the half-moon glasses, blue His eyes shone with a light that was too sharp for an old man.
There was no sound in the office immediately. Lucius wanted to speak out, but he didn't know why he couldn't.
"Son, is there something wrong?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione kindly, as if he was no longer the same old man who shocked everyone with his words just now.
"Another student was attacked." Hermione looked at Lucius, and then threw out a sentence that made Lucius unable to calm down: "Your son may be dying, but you still have the heart to stay here Fight for power."
Lucius immediately lost his composure, slammed his hands towards the table, and then roared at Dumbledore, "If anything happens to my son, I will make you look good." Even The usual elegant demeanor has not been maintained.
Then he turned to look at Hermione and asked eagerly, "Little girl, what happened?"
Dumbledore ignored him, and Hermione didn't support him. Dumbledore and Hermione looked at each other deeply. If someone stood in front of Hermione, he would find that Hermione's eyes were a little dazed.
"Go." Dumbledore got up suddenly and walked towards Hermione, grabbing her sleeve.
Then the two gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared in front of these school directors.
Apparate.
If it were normal, Lucius might take this opportunity to criticize Dumbledore for his privileges, because Hogwarts does not allow apparition, but today he chooses to remain silent, because he knows that Dumbledore Lido is going to save his son.
"Damn it." He thumped the wooden table in front of him heavily, and the directors around him felt his anger and fear, so he could only sit here, because the little girl of Muggle descent also Didn't tell him what happened to Malfoy.
Lucius' other hand tightly held his snake-shaped cane, which also revealed the panic in his heart.