Chapter 1706

Lockhart is in trouble.

When he was going down the stairs, he fell because of poor posture.

I was right next to him at the time.

Lockhart fell miserably.

I let out a scream, but did nothing, watching Professor Lockhart fall all the way from the top floor.

What could I do?

I am just such a stupid girl; no one even noticed me! I thought about these memories, then finished my dinner happily and walked toward the common room.

Hannah wasn't feeling well today; she went to the hospital wing to get medicine.

I was left alone.

Because I ate quite a lot, it was a bit late.

I thought I should go back as soon as possible.

But as I walked, I realized something was wrong.

The corridor was quiet, with no sound at all, only a sound that made my hair stand on end.

I immediately closed my eyes.

My heart was pounding like a drum.

I didn't even dare to move, afraid that the basilisk would give up on staring at me and just eat me instead.

Just as I was panicking, I heard footsteps.

"Which house are you from, and what are you doing here?"

I kept my eyes closed; I couldn't tell who it was, so I could only instinctively say: "My eyes hurt a little; they'll be fine in a moment."

This voice seemed to believe my words.

He continued walking forward.

I heard that sound that made my hair stand on end seem to follow him away.

I let out a sigh of relief.

Although I don't understand Parseltongue, if you listen carefully, you can know that the snake's sound still exists.

I clenched my fingers, thinking about what I should do now.

After all, even if the basilisk followed that student, it doesn't mean it won't come back for a surprise attack.

The most infuriating thing is that the direction the basilisk followed that student in is the only way for me to get to Hufflepuff.

I was so scared.

I wanted to find a professor, but I didn't even have a reason to find one.

Plus, what would be the use if I told a professor?

I suspect Dumbledore knows very well that there is a basilisk at Hogwarts.

Even if he doesn't know exactly what animal it is, he knows it's an animal that can kill people.

Why didn't he take action? Because the basilisk moves through pipes.

It moves very fast; if Dumbledore wanted to find this thing, he would have to blow up Hogwarts.

Even blowing up Hogwarts might not necessarily find it.

Plus, there is the Chamber of Secrets.

He really couldn't find the Chamber of Secrets.

So, even if I told them it was a basilisk, it wouldn't help, and it would even make them notice me.

I must stay steady.

I thought, trembling.

Just as I was terrified, I heard someone's footsteps.

When he walked in front of me, he patted my hand.

"Go ahead, I'm here!"

He continued walking forward.

That sentence just now felt like a hallucination.

I opened my eyes.

Looking at his back. Sure enough, it was Darren Potter.

My trembling body stopped.

Some strength genuinely appeared in my heart.

I saw him speed up, as if he had run over; I let out a sigh of relief.

I didn't follow him, but instead slowed down.

When I heard Peeves shouting that Potter had killed someone, I let out a breath.

Then I pretended to be panicked and ran over. I knew I wouldn't be in danger.

I ran in front of him.

At this time, there was only Darren and Justin, who had been petrified behind him.

And of course, the shouting Peeves.

After I ran over, other students arrived one after another.

I hurriedly pretended to be stunned and called out stupidly: "Petrified! Oh my god, who did this!"

I called out stupidly, but no one blamed me.

They must all be pitying Darren, right?

After all, he looked mentally exhausted, sitting on the ground in a daze, his little face pale, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

I wanted to laugh.

But when I laughed, tears kept flowing down.

At night.

Hannah found out about my encounter, and she was stunned.

"You were on that road at the time; if it weren't for Darren, you might have been petrified too!"

That's how it's said.

But wouldn't a normal person usually think that if Justin hadn't been petrified, I might have been the victim?

Fine!

Hannah's idol is Darren.

She will only think of ways to speak well of Darren.

I understand her thoughts.

So I echoed her and went to thank Darren. I thanked him sincerely.

Because he really did save me.

He didn't ask for anything from me, yet he saved me like this.

My tears surged again...

I don't know why, I just want to cry.

Christmas arrived.

I sent Darren all the gold Galleons I had saved over the years, as well as all the good medicinal materials I had collected.

I took out my last capital to tell him my gratitude.

On Christmas morning, I was the first to receive a gift from Darren. ===== CHAPTER 1708 =====