Chapter 157: Attack and Daily Life

"Regret?" A visible trace of doubt appeared on Harry's face. "What do you regret?"

"Nothing, it's just a meme." Zhang Qiu said impatiently. "It's useless to say these things now."

Harry could clearly feel that her mental state was not very stable. He had never heard of words like "meme", and he didn't find it convenient to ask more at this time, just trying to make his tone as gentle as possible, almost coaxing a child: "That's already the case. Now we should go prepare for the first attack."

"You're right." Zhang Qiu's mood seemed to stabilize. She grabbed a school uniform from the side, and then pulled off her pajamas and threw them on the bed.

The girl's torso in cotton white underwear was revealed in front of Harry. He felt extremely embarrassed for a moment, but there was also a strange desire driving him, making him watch on without saying a word.

After Zhang Qiu put on her school uniform, she took out a mirror and recited a Heavenly Dynasty spell. Her complexion suddenly became rosy and soft, her nose bridge seemed to be higher, and her eyes became lively and spirited.

"Cool, what spell is that?" They started walking up. When leaving the Chamber of Secrets, Harry couldn't help but ask about the last spell.

"Nude makeup spell, a kind of makeup spell." Zhang Qiu said casually. "In the East, makeup spells are a kind of spell that all girls must learn and study. It can modify your face shape and make you look more beautiful."

"Is Cassandra's also a makeup spell?" Harry couldn't help but think of Cui Ge's mother, who went from a fair, tall, blonde-haired beauty to an ordinary woman with freckles, uneven teeth, and messy hair that looked like an enlarged version of Hermione. This scene left a deep impression on him.

"Yes, but her spell is obviously more profound and complex, and it can even be said that most girls can't do that." Zhang Qiu said. "Studying makeup spells too much will make you forget what you originally looked like and be intoxicated by fake beauty. This is why some makeup spells are called 'evil arts'."

"It's amazing. But actually, British girls are also equally fond of beauty. Have you considered teaching them makeup?"

"Oh, I didn't pay much attention. After all, you already have Amortentia." Zhang Qiu said casually. "And Polyjuice Potion, and I haven't really studied makeup much. I only learned a nude makeup and an evening makeup, and I don't know much about others."

"I mean," Harry stroked his chin. "To this day, Hermione and Hannah are still fighting over Neville. If we choose to support one of them, we can consider secretly teaching her makeup."

"Do you love watching classmates' fun so much?" Zhang Qiu sighed helplessly. "Then let's put it this way: who do you plan to support?"

"I remember we originally planned to support Hannah, because fighting Voldemort is too dangerous, and Neville didn't want to implicate Hermione." Harry pondered. "But now that I think about it, this might not be fair to Hannah either. She might just admire some handsome hero like a little girl and have almost no concept of Neville's career."

"That's not how you say it." Zhang Qiu shrugged. "If it's as you think, Neville takes fighting Voldemort as the first priority, then what help can Hermione provide him? On the contrary, Hannah, and Hannah's friend Ernie, they represent a part of the neutral faction among the Pure-blood Twenty-Eight, which is very important."

Harry was stunned.

"And as for Jin Ni and Ivy who are fighting for Harry." Zhang Qiu said this in front of Harry. "Jin Ni should be married to Harry, and Ivy is your trump card. It depends on how you use her well."

"What?" Harry admitted that he had some thoughts about Jin Ni, but had never seriously considered Ivy's affairs.

"Although Ivy is Muggle-born, her noble temperament is enough to be fake. You say she is a pure-blood wizard from the Soviet Union and no one can pick out any faults—anyway, just push it to the Soviet Union if something happens."

"But pure-blood families all check genealogy." Harry subconsciously retorted.

"Just say her parents died in the Great Purge, and their real names dare not be said. What's wrong with that? Yanayev has killed so many Soviet revisionists, anyone will do." Zhang Qiu said dismissively. "British pure-blood families don't distinguish bloodlines based on genealogy, but based on words and deeds."

"Don't let Ivy grow wildly and finally marry anyone. Ron doesn't have to either." Zhang Qiu said. "It's best to be able to win over a neutral family. Crouch is the best, or Burke, Shafiq, Slughorn, etc. If you can make Malfoy fall in love with her, that will be a kill, but it's a pity it can't be changed."

"I don't really want to use Ivy's marriage as a bargaining chip." Harry said a bit depressed, and of course, he didn't want to have trouble with Zhang Qiu.

"It doesn't matter, we don't need to do many other things." Zhang Qiu said calmly. "You reminded me. I will teach Ivy the makeup spell, but you must firmly choose Jin Ni."

"But I..." Harry was about to say something when he noticed that the passage had reached the end.

Then let's talk about it next time, I still need to think about it carefully, he comforted himself.

Zhang Qiu skillfully said a Parseltongue (Harry felt it was simply clear and standard), and the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets opened slowly. At this time, Harry was still a bit entangled, and Zhang Qiu had just recovered from loneliness. Both of them forgot an important thing, a clue that was repeatedly mentioned when analyzing the Chamber of Secrets.

"Woo... I'd rather die!" Myrtle flew back at a terrifying speed and dived into the last stall of the bathroom.

The water she splashed, in that instant, was like a wave.

After a basin of water poured down on their heads, Harry and Zhang Qiu hung their hair, looking at each other blankly. Their clothes were soaked through.

"It seems Neville's reasoning is correct. The murderer happened to be splashed with water when coming out of the Chamber of Secrets." Harry said with lingering fear.

At this time, Myrtle was still burying her head in the toilet and crying, not noticing them.

"Let's go, do what should be done first, and then go to the Room of Requirement to take a bath." Zhang Qiu wiped the water droplets on her face, and the makeup drawn by magic was still exquisite.

The two walked, and water dripped from their robes. Suddenly, Zhang Qiu pointed at Harry and giggled.

"What are you laughing at?" Harry was laughed at by her, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"We two murderers, have you ever seen a murderer like a drowned chicken?"

"Drowned chicken?" Harry was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed. "What an interesting way of saying it."

Perhaps last year, no matter how the smartest children at Hogwarts reasoned, they would never have thought that when the first attack occurred, two extremely embarrassed murderers were giggling in the corridor, until they suddenly saw Mrs. Norris, and Harry hurriedly, with quick eyes and fast hands, used a Petrification Spell to prevent her from alerting Filch.

"Alright, now listen to me." Zhang Qiu picked up the stiff cat. "You just hold her like this, close your eyes, I'll count one, two, three, and then you release her petrification."

Harry nodded and took the bad cat that had just been subdued.

"Close your eyes, I'm preparing to connect the two-way mirror." Zhang Qiu said softly. "One, two, three!"

Harry released the Petrification Spell. He could clearly feel that Mrs. Norris's hair was standing on end in his arms.

"Okay." Zhang Qiu put away the mirror, and Harry also slowly opened his eyes. At this time, Mrs. Norris's four feet were on tiptoe, and her tail was held high. Because she was standing on end in Harry's arms, the whole cat's posture looked awkward and strange.

"Ah, no wonder it needs to be hung up." Harry gestured on the ground while holding the cat. "No matter how you place it, it won't stand."

"And there is water on the ground, so let's hang it up. I'll write first." Zhang Qiu took out a writing brush.

"Do you have blood?" Harry asked.

"It's ruined, I forgot to go to the kitchen after talking too much with you." Zhang Qiu slapped her thigh. "Oh right, actually I have black dog blood."

"What?"

"This is specifically to restrain zombies or ghosts." Zhang Qiu took out a very small glass bottle. "After all, zombies are not common, so I only prepared a little bit, but it should be barely enough for writing."

"If it's not enough, you can mix in some water." She added.

"Alright." Harry watched her dissolve a small bottle of blood with water and write a line of horizontal and vertical, neat printed black characters with a rabbit hair brush from the East.

"Writing in black characters is indeed to hide the handwriting, but I didn't expect the murderer didn't go to the kitchen." Harry nodded thoughtfully.

"To be precise, I don't want to write by hand, it's dirty." Zhang Qiu shrugged. "But I only have this big brush, and this spring couplet brush doesn't support other English fonts. I originally wanted to write in round style, handwriting is still better in round style."

"What is the round style you speak of?" Harry had never heard of this font.

"It's the kind Tom wrote." Zhang Qiu cleaned up the blood on the ground and pulled Harry's sleeve. "Let's go, I'll take you to the Room of Requirement to take a bath."

"You mean copperplate printing? Actually, Tom's handwriting is a combination of printing and italic, perhaps to make it easier for us to recognize."

"Speaking of which, do you remember Antioch's font?" Zhang Qiu said casually. "One by one, round and round. Thinking that such a powerful wizard wrote such cute characters, I feel it's fun."

"I remember the teacher taught that it's called Uncial."

The two chatted casually about some irrelevant things and walked slowly toward the eighth floor. Harry didn't say anything else. He felt that this kind of getting along was very good. He didn't want to affect the current friendship because of the uncertain future.

After all, McGonagall said that falling in love in the third year would lead to expulsion. ===== CHAPTER 158 =====