Horrible Harry Cracks the Code Read Online Free

lucky lunch tray. But,” he said, tapping his pocket, “I do know where a person has to stand in line to get it!”
    We watched Harry reach into his pocket. “After a lot of investigating, I found out Mrs. Funderburke is using the Fibonacci sequence. That’s her special set of numbers.”
    â€œFib-bone-not-shee?” Sidney repeated.
    â€œYup!” Harry replied. “He’s the guy who discovered the code!”
    â€œYou know the lucky place where someone has to stand today?” ZuZu asked.
    â€œI sure do!” Harry said, holding up a folded piece of paper. “Got it written down!”
    â€œThen tell us now!” Mary demanded.
    â€œCan’t,” Harry said, tucking his paper back into his pocket. “It would spoil the surprise.”
    â€œWhen will you tell us?” ZuZu asked.
    â€œWhen everyone’s in the lunch line,” Harry said. “Just before we step into the kitchen.”
    â€œAwww,” we groaned.
    â€œHey, I just solved a tough case with only two clues. You have to be patient for my solution,” Harry said, hanging up his detective hat.
    Mary folded her arms. “I bet I know which place it will be in line!” she said with a grin.
    â€œWe’ll see!” Harry said, walking to his seat.
    I was sure glad we did something fun in class that morning, because the minutes were ticking away like hours! We couldn’t wait to find out the second winner!
    Miss Mackle set up a science demonstration. “Boys and girls,” she said, “I hope this experiment shows how important our sense of smell is when we taste something.”
    We watched the teacher as she stood behind a table with newspaper on it. “What do I have in this hand?”
    â€œAn apple,” we said.
    â€œAnd in this hand?”
    â€œA potato,” we replied.
    â€œI will now peel each one,” she said, reaching for a potato peeler.
    We watched the red skin from the apple and the brown spotted skin from the potato fall to the table. When she finished, she asked a question. “Can you tell them apart?”
    â€œNo,” we answered.
    Miss Mackle set the apple on a paper plate and chopped it into small chunks. On another paper plate she did the same thing to the potato.
    â€œLet’s start with the first person in row one,” she said.
    Ida popped out of her seat.
    Miss Mackle put a blindfold over her eyes to make sure she couldn’t see what was on each plate. “Now, hold your nose, Ida,” she said.
    â€œI will,” Ida replied. Her voice sounded nasal.
    Everyone leaned forward in their chair.
    â€œTaste this,” the teacher said, giving her one small sample.
    Ida held her nose and took a bite.
    â€œIs it apple or potato?” Miss Mackle asked.
    Ida shrugged. “I don’t know. It just tastes crunchy.”
    â€œTaste it now without holding your nose,” the teacher said.
    Ida took her fingers away and tasted the sample. “It’s an apple!”
    â€œWe need our schnozz to taste stuff ?” Harry blurted out.
    â€œWe sure do!” Miss Mackle replied. “Our sense of taste depends on our sense of smell. Next!”

    By the time everyone got a turn, it was almost lunchtime.
    We couldn’t wait!
    As soon as the bell rang, we lined up and hurried down to the cafeteria. Harry had his detective hat on.
    â€œSo who is in the lucky place, Harry?” ZuZu asked.
    Mary answered before he could say one word.
    â€œIt has to be the sixth place because that’s where Harry is standing!” Mary snapped. “If he knows what place in line is going to get the lucky lunch tray, he’ll be standing in that place. Harry wants that light-up Wiffle Ball from the Student Store!”
    â€œThat’s true,” Harry said. “I do want that Wiffle Ball, but I’m not standing in the lucky place.” Harry took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it. “The