Chris was framed

The next day, at the time agreed upon with Hermione the day before, Chris and Hermione went to the library together Hermione was there to study hard, while Chris wanted to find out why he couldn't release magic.

For three whole hours, until about eleven o'clock in the morning, Chris still hadn't found anything. Although he had read more than a dozen books it seemed that because the Superman bloodline had never appeared on Earth, the content of all the books was irrelevant.

It wasn't until around eleven o'clock that Ron suddenly appeared.

"Chris! It's terrible, terrible! Go back to the dormitory quickly, Malfoy is making trouble. Snape is looking for you now. I heard you and Hermione were in the library, so I ran over first!" Ron said hurriedly.

"What happened? Slow down!" Chris asked with a frown.

"Just now, Malfoy brought Snape to the Gryffindor dormitory, saying he was looking for something that was lost. I didn't pay attention to what it was. Snape has already found something and is looking for you. Malfoy also said something like, 'We must expel Chris and purify the morals of Hogwarts!" I can't enter your dormitory. Harry is watching over there, he told me to come to the library to find you first!" Ron added.

Hermione also looked anxious after hearing this. As Chris was Hermione's only good friend so far, she would naturally be anxious, especially since Snape was there, which sounded terrible.

"Don't panic, I'll go see what happened. Malfoy wants to expel me? He'll have to wait another five hundred years." Chris slowly put the book back on the shelf.

Chris said, "Hermione, if you'd like, you can go have lunch first. I'm going back to the dormitory now."

"I'll go with you. Anyway, I'm a girl, of course I can enter the boys' dormitory!" Hermione flatly refused, and immediately packed up her things to follow.

Chris had of course anticipated this situation and didn't stop Hermione. The three of them returned to the Gryffindor dormitary together.

When they entered the boys' common room, they happened to meet one of Malfoy's cronies-Goyle.

"Let me seel The thief is here!" Goyle shouted loudly, then rushed into Keli's single dormitory, shouting.. "The thief is back!"

Chris and the others ignored him and followed him into the dormitory. After entering the room, Keli realized that the four prefects of Gryffindor and Slytherin were all here (two boys and two girls). The four of them turned to look at Chris. Beside the four of them were Malfoy and other Slytherin wizards, and on the other side were Harry and other Gryffindor wizards.

"What exactly happened?" Chris asked.

"As expected, the thief is back!" Malfoy said contemptuously.

"If you don't want to get more footprints on your face, then don't talk too much!" Chris said to Malfoy slowly. Malfoy looked scared, but his expression quickly turned fierce: "Did you hear that? This thief is threatening me! We must expel him!"

Before Chris could speak, an elegant female voice came from behind Chris: "I don't think we can expel any young wizard without a reason!"-it was Professor McGonagall's voice!

Hermione quickly ran over and nodded respectfully to Professor McGonagall. Beside Professor McGonagall was Snape, still as greasy as ever, and the two walked in side by side.

"Who can tell me what exactly happened?" Professor McGonagall asked, "Percy, can you tell me what happened?"

"Of course, I'd be happy to!" Percy and the four prefects roughly stated the incident.

Basically, when Malfoy woke up yesterday morning, he suddenly found that a very valuable family badge that he carried with him was missing.

But Malfoy thought he might have forgotten it in someone else's dormitory, so he didn't pay attention. It wasn't until he started looking for it again this morning that he realized that not only the family badge, but even several of his gold ornaments were missing. Pure-blood families would wear a lot of valuable items especially some magical items, which were priceless just to show their sense of existence.

Later, when his roommates and others helped him search, they found that their things were also missing-all very small but very expensive things, mostly ornaments, but also some other things. The Slytherin prefects roughly estimated that the things Malfoy and the others had lost amounted to more than five thousand gold Galleons.

This was already a considerable amount of money. You should know that in the original Harry Potter. Mr. Weasley's monthly salary was only about eighty gold Galleons. Mr. Weasley was a senior employee of the Ministry of Magic. If you calculate it this way, the purchasing power of five thousand gold Galleons would be equivalent to at least three hundred thousand pounds you should know that it is now 1991, which is enough to buy more than a dozen brand-name cars.

The prefects were even frightened and immediately called Snape. As the Dean of Slytherin, Snape naturally needed to take care of it. After thinking for a long time, Malfoy remembered that his family badge had the function of tracking and mutual induction, and he also had a gold badge from his family that had always been stored in his suitcase, so Malfoy volunteered to look for it.

The rest was easy to guess. Malfoy's badge actually appeared in Chris dormitory! And not just this one badge, but also those missing expensive items were found in Chris dormitory-they were all placed in a black cloth bag, which was placed in the deepest part of Chris wardrobe.

After listening, Chris frowned, and Professor McGonagall also frowned. She glanced at Chris. A woman's sixth sense toid her that things didn't seem so simple, because if it were someone else, it would be fine, but Professor McGonagall had spent a lot of effort observing Chris. After this week, she could be sure that Keli would never be the kind of person who steals things.

Professor McGonagall then dismissed the onlookers and took everyone, including Chris, to the office at the end of the dormitory.

Professor McGonagall and Snape followed the two of them down the hallway, speaking softly.

"I don't believe Chris would do this. Mr. Feynman is a trustworthy young wizard. I don't think he would steal things!" Professor McGonagall said softly.

"Although I hate Chris, I don't think he would do such a thing either." Unexpectedly, Snape also denied it. Relying on his super hearing, Chris easily overheard this sentence, which shocked Chris a little. He didn't expect this old bat, who couldn't wait to hammer him to death in class, but as the novels said, he was cold on the outside and warm on the inside. It seemed that he would have to be nicer to him in the future.

"Then what do you decide to do?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Snape paused for a moment, thought for a few seconds and said, "He is a very smart young wizard. I think he has a way to prove his innocence. We don't need to worry about it. If he doesn't even have this ability, then he shouldn't have behaved like that when I taught the class yesterday!"

"So Chris performed very well in Potions class?" Professor McGonagall also became interested and asked.

"Rather than saying he was excellent, it's more like he was unbelievable..." Snape recalled the scene in class yesterday. Chris was able to guess the hidden meaning of Snape's medicine expression, which could no longer be simply described as excellent, but belonged to the realm of "God".

"Okay, then let's just let Chris make a self-statement first," Professor McGonagall said.

Professor McGonagall and Snape finally entered the office, standing by the door. Professor McGonagall questioned Klee, "According to Malfoy's description, the time he lost those badges should be Thursday evening. What were you doing on Thursday evening?"

"Sleeping!" Chris answered simply.

"Can anyone prove that?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"As you can see, I'm the only one in my dorm, no one can prove it for me!" Chris said bluntly.

Snape interjected from the side, "If you can't prove it, then you will be expelled from Hogwarts with absolute certainty!"

Hermione, who was watching from the sidelines, was very anxious, "Chris must have been framed! I believe in Chris character, he wouldn't do such a thing! And on Thursday evening. I was studying with him in the common room until very late! After that, it was already curfew, and we quickly went back to our dorms to sleep."

Chris curled his lips. Hermione was only eleven years old after all, immature and spoke without thinking

Malfoy seized the opportunity to say, "That's easy to explain, you must have stolen the things together with him, you're a thief too!"

"Draco, don't make wild accusations!" Professor McGonagall said. Malfoy stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

Chris thought carefully for a moment. On Thursday evening, he had finished his Herbology transcription assignment and returned to the dormitory. He went to bed very early that night-he didn't notice anything unusual.

Since it was his own room, Chris didn't take any special anti-theft measures. Chris thought quietly. looking at the dozen or so trinkets on the table, mostly gold and silver, with gems or similar things on them the value of five thousand Galleons was indeed a bit of an exaggeration, but more than a thousand Galleons wasn't an exaggeration. Malfoy wasn't lying about that.

Only pure-blood wizarding families could afford to play with these

Chris carefully recalled the scenes in the original Harry Potter books. According to the timeline, this period should be when Malfoy and Harry Potter were in conflict, with a midnight duel. It was this drama that made the trio interested in the Cerberus, leading them to explore the Philosopher's Stone.

Chris gradually had an idea in his mind. The person who framed him had several descriptions of him:

First, he doesn't understand Chris. If he was familiar with Chris, he would know that Chris would never steal these things;

Second, the person framing him is not Malfoy.

It's not that he can't do it, or that Malfoy is kind-hearted, but because Malfoy is only eleven years old after all, still a child. If he did it, he would always reveal some clues.

Chris has Superman's eyesight and attention. He can almost distinguish most people's lies-psychology judges by observing other people's subtle movements Chris doesn't need to. He can even directly hear their heartbeats and breathing sounds. That's how he judged that Malfoy didn't do it.

Third, this person should know that he and Malfoy have conflicts, so he deliberately guides him to think that Malfoy is framing him.

So what is the purpose? Chris couldn't figure this out. What is their purpose?

But one thing is certain, this is definitely aimed at him Because such a plot has never appeared in the original book.

Chris switched from thinking: "How about we go back to the dormitory just now I think I still have a way to prove myself."

Professor McGonagall and Snape exchanged glances and nodded. The group walked back to the dormitory from the office.

Chris closed the door and then said, "What I'm about to show might be a little shocking. I hope everyone won't tell the students what they see later, okay?"

Professor McGonagall said, "Of course, but I can't use the Fidelius Charm on any young wizard, I can only use verbal warnings."

"Trust me, Professor McGonagall, you might be the first to use the Fidelius Charm later" Chris squatted down and pulled a dark, iron box from under the bed.

"Pretentious!" Malfoy and his two little followers exchanged glances and hissed.

"Wait a moment, it's a bit difficult to open. I need to use some strength." Chris said.

"Let me do it! Mr. Feynman, Alohomora!" Percy looked at Chris straining to pry open the edge of the box, thinking that the lock was broken, and used an unlocking spell.

However, the box didn't give Percy any face no reaction!

"Ahem... You might have misunderstood something. The reason why this box is so difficult to open is not because its lock is broken, but because it is a box without an opening. Every time I open it, I need to make a hole on the side."

Chris pried around the suitcase, along the edge, for dozens of times, like opening a can with a can opener

This suitcase designed by Chris is welded from ten-millimeter-thick stainless steel plates, and then the upper and lower cover interfaces are directly joined together using a squeeze-bonding process If you ask what kind of process this is, you have to think about Chris ray eyes and hands with a strength of seventeen toris

Let's put it this way, even clectric welding is not so strong!

A group of people looked at Chris, who opened a pure iron box as if breaking plasticine. Snape even became interested "This spell looks good, I haven't heard of it. What kind of spell can make steel as soft as plasticine?"

"I think it should be a softening spell, which will restore it after it expires," Professor McGonagall guessed, but she immediately rejected herself, "Strange, I didn't see Chris using magic just now. Could it be wandless magic?"

"I'm going to open it!" Chris said.

"Tch! I don't know what's inside that makes you think you can use this to clear your name! Escape punishment!" Malfoy's voice.

Hermione also looked at Chris worriedly. Chris shrugged and comforted Hermione with a look.

Then Chris gently opened the lid of the box

A golden light suddenly appeared in the small dormitory!

Malfoy and his two followers, as well as some of their Slytherin wizards, looked at the box in shock.

Malfoy was already like this, let alone Ron and Harry, two poor children Ron's eyeballs were about to fall out.

Percy and other older students were even more unbearable unlike the young wizards, these seventh-year wizards were already adults, and they were deeply shocked.

Snape's eyes were also wide open, and Professor McGonagall opened her mouth even wider.

Only Hermione was slightly better. After seeing it, she immediately recovered and immediately understood Chris intention,

That's right, the box was full of Galleons!

At this moment, the midday sun was shining on the gold coins, and the room was shining with golden light like water waves, shining on everyone's faces and on the blackened walls.

"Oh my god!" Harry called out first!

"Merlin's beard and the man who has no nose" #$%^ \u0026 ("\n... All kinds of exclamations came out of everyone's mouths..

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Chris clapped his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet "As you can all see! These are all Galleons, minted by Gringotts Bank, genuine! There are a total of twenty-five thousand Galleons in this box."

Before the group could recover from the shock of the gold, Chris continued: "I have three more such boxes... here..."

As Chris spoke, he bent down and pulled the box from under the bed.

Three boxes that were exactly the same as before appeared in front of everyone.

The crowd fell into a second wave of shock... Everyone's mind was thinking of a mathematical formula what is twenty-five thousand multiplied by four?

One hundred thousand!!!! What is in front of me is one hundred thousand Galleons!

A voice was echoing in everyone's mind: One hundred thousand... One hundred thousand... One hundred thousand....

After a quiet time that lasted for five minutes, Professor McGonagall and Snape, as well as the few prefects like Percy, exchanged glances. They instantly understood what Klee meant by "proving his innocence"-what is the concept of a young wizard carrying one hundred thousand Galleons with him?

Snape's monthly salary is only eighty Galleons-this is the Head of Slytherin House, Potions Professor, and a Senior Potions Master! Snape only gets less than one hundred Galleons a month! The money in this box is enough to pay Snape's salary for a hundred years...

A young wizard carrying one hundred thousand Galleons in his luggage certainly wouldn't run to the dorm of the neighboring house in the middle of the night to steal something worth one thousand Galleons although it's not completely impossible, this possibility can be ignored....

"Why do you have so much money?" Professor McGonagall asked suspiciously.

"It was blown in by the wind... cough cough cough..." Chris saw that Professor McGonagall's expression was not right, and quickly explained: "Let me solemnly introduce myself my name is Christian Feynman. My father is Henry Feynman, and my mother is Jenny Feynman. In the Muggle world, there is a chain store called 'Henry's Electronics Store'. That's right, that's our family's business. There are hundreds of chain stores throughout Europe, and my mother is currently developing the Asian and American markets."

"Our family's income last year, if converted into Galleons, is probably twelve million Galleons?" Chris finally added.

Everyone is undergoing a reconstruction of their worldview....

Even Snape was thinking how much is twelve million Galleons... Can they fill Hogwarts with it?

"I understand what you mean." Professor McGonagall felt that she needed to re-examine this student.

"He must be lying!" Malfoy said incredulously what he was thinking.

Few people in the crowd responded. Everyone had seen the golden coins with their own eyes, and they were more convinced of the facts before them.

"I checked it, and I'm sure, these are genuine Galleons!" Snape nodded and said.

With Snape's words, the expression of the group looking at Chris became more enthusiastic. This is a real tycoon!

Chris glanced at Malfoy contemptuously. Malfoy felt that Klee's eyes conveyed a sentence without mercy: [Didn't expect it! I'm a tycoon! You poor bastards!]