[HP] Noble

At this moment, the students who were already frightened at the scene suddenly lost their position. They scattered in a circle around Mr. Filch, and the poor school administrator just fell straight down—— —His head, which didn't seem to have much hair, hit the bluestone brick floor with a loud "pop" sound!

"It's really pathetic," Professor Lockhart said in a tone of sympathy that was not sincere but very artificial, standing aside with his hands tied, looking at Mr. Filch lying on the ground, "this cat must have been treated very badly before Earth Pain - Transfiguration torture spells, I have seen wizards use these spells when I was traveling in China, in my opinion, they are extremely evil - some wizards even use this spell because of excessive use And destroy your own wand."

"Unheard of spell." Professor McGonagall said firmly.

"Yes, that is the far east after all, and not all wizards have been to it—I had an adventure there, with those Eastern wizards, and I almost had an argument with them because of the language barrier—of course, and then I still won their respect. After all, my strength lies there... It's all my fault for being too careless. You know, if I could have noticed this cat when I passed by just now, it might be saved, those Easterners Taught me how to break the spell of transfiguration and torture—"

Professor McGonagall looked like she wanted to roll her eyes, although she didn't do so, but as Professor Lockhart started chattering about her legendary stories again, the corners of the middle-aged witch's lips pursed more and more. tight.

Draco turned to look at Scorpius suspiciously.

Lying comfortably on the gun, Skopipi, who was in a speechless state, grinned at him silently with a smile.

Fortunately, at this time, Professor Dumbledore proposed to find an empty classroom and take Mrs. Norris to check it out. After all, the light at the end of the corridor is not good at the moment—after hearing the principal’s proposal, he did it first It was Professor Lockhart who responded - indeed, he probably had an excellent knack for "talking things over" - and he cheerfully told the headmaster that his office happened to be nearby, and in his There are professional inspection equipment on the desk——

"Professional equipment, an unheard of new invention." Draco repeated, sounding very disdainful, "It seems that St. Mungo's spellbreakers should be laid off."

"That's not bad," Scorpius scratched his head. "I never knew we had people using wands over there - my grandfather would make his beard fall off when he heard that."

"Don't be so sure, the medium is necessary to release magic, even if it's wandless magic, it's just the wizard turning himself into a medium," Draco said, "And what about the little yellow paper you used? ?”

"That's a consumable." Scorpius raised his chin, looking a little complacent like a villain, "You don't understand if you tell me."

During the conversation between the two Slytherins who lowered their voices, a group of people came to the door of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office and stepped into the door. The first thing they saw was "Lockhart" who was winking and smiling at them from the wall. "Professor" was too scared to speak, and then, when he saw clearly what the real "Professor Lockhart" picked up the so-called "professional equipment" from his desk, he was stunned by shock——

What Professor Lockhart held was an ordinary Muggle magnifying glass.

At this moment, even Dumbledore looked as if he was confused by Professor Lockhart's behavior - but even so, out of politeness, he took the magnifying glass over after politely thanking him, and pretended to cooperate The old headmaster bent over, his aquiline nose almost touching the fur of the cat lying stiff on the table, his dark blue eyes peeking out from behind half-moon spectacles. Observing it, at the same time, he didn't forget to poke here and there, and even opened Mrs. Norris's mouth with his hand to observe its pink gums——

Finally, Professor Dumbledore straightened up and announced: "I'm afraid it has a petrifying spell—very subtle, but traceable, as if transmitted through a strange medium...and right now, even I don't know anything about that either—"

"It's probably a spell from an ancient Indian tribe, I—" said Professor Lockhart.

"I thought you were talking about China earlier."

Professor McGonagall exposed him mercilessly—in fact, as the vice-principal of Hogwarts and the dean of Gryffindor College, although Professor McGonagall was strict, she rarely taunted anyone directly like this—at the moment The only explanation is that it seems that she is still obsessed with the "application letter".

However, Professor Lockhart was Professor Lockhart, and he continued immediately after a brief pause, "Of course, this belongs to the same source as the transfiguration torture spell, and they all come from a mysterious ancient Indian tribe."

Professor McGonagall looked almost sneering.

But Dumbledore didn't express too much, he stood there with his hands tied, exchanged a look with Professor Snape, and asked Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris to be sent to Mrs. Pomfrey together. , so after a commotion, there were only a few professors and a few students left——

Draco stood aside with arms folded, looking on, still thinking about the meaning of the words on the wall, while the Gryffindors looked more relaxed - now that no one was talking to them " In the case of what the "chamber of secrets" symbolizes, they generally think it's just someone playing a prank and going too far...

Although Ron looked a little more tense than the others - but this did not attract everyone's attention, after all, for the red-haired Gryffindor, "excessive tension" is simply his routine.

After confirming that Mrs. Norris was still alive, the atmosphere at the scene finally eased a little, until Professor Dumbledore suddenly asked, how did they find out that Mrs. Norris had written on the wall——

As soon as the old principal's question came out, the scene immediately fell into a terrible silence.Harry looked as if he had remembered something, and his face became ugly. At this moment, he felt like a goblin was stamping on his stomach crazily. In the comfortable early autumn, he still Feeling the sweat dripping down his back - he was regretting - regretting that he might once again -

"It's Potter, Mr. Headmaster." Draco said with a lazy smile on his face, dragging out the end of every word, "We were going to find them with Professor Lockhart, halfway through At that time, Mr. Potter ran like crazy, we had no choice but to follow behind him, and then, you know..."

His Royal Highness the Slytherin shrugged.

It's as if he didn't see that the Gryffindor trio was staring at him with red eyes, whoever they were, looked as if they wanted to tear him apart.

What's worse is that what Draco said was indeed a fact that everyone saw with their own eyes—so at this moment, not only Slytherin was present, but even the few remaining gran Fendo looked at Harry's expression with sympathy and a trace of suspicion and vigilance - this kind of look made Harry feel very uncomfortable, as if someone was rolling on his back with a cactus. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything - to be precise, he was actually afraid that he would vomit if he opened his mouth.

"So Potter," Professor Snape's black eyes were shining, like a disturbed poisonous snake slowly raised its head at this moment, "maybe you can tell us why you Will lead us to that place with such a clear purpose-oh oh, let me change the way I ask the question-no matter where you see this goddamn term, find it humorous and funny and maybe a little cold, But, before you do anything, first, do you know what a 'chamber of secrets' means?"

Harry pressed his lips together tightly.

He could almost hear the sound of blood vessels running backwards in his own blood.

And before he realized what he had done, he had stared at those eyes that were burning red with anger, and turned to his potions master stiffly: "I didn't do those things—I never touched them." Filch's cat, as annoying as it is--the reason I was running all of a sudden just now was because--because--"

"Because of what?" The cold smile on the corner of Professor Snape's lips became clearer.

Harry shut his mouth abruptly, and his heart was almost half cold at this moment—although Dumbledore's gaze at him was not as aggressive as Professor Snape's at this moment, the old man's eyes hidden in the half-moon The blue pupils behind Xing's eyes can even be said to be kind... But Harry noticed that he didn't speak, and didn't stop Professor Snape's almost unreasonable accusation, which just shows that Professor Dumbledore was also there Waiting, waiting for him to give them an answer.

Although he seems to be in a more gentle way.

Harry closed his eyes.

He couldn't tell the people around him that he heard a strange voice, that voice was extremely hoarse, as if someone who hadn't spoken for hundreds of years suddenly spoke, and when it spoke, there were strange strange sounds between the words. The breath sound is like the creepy but meaningless sound that a snake makes when it spits out its core...

Inexplicably, I heard a strange voice, that voice was repeating "Kill you" and "Kill you" tirelessly...

Harry didn't know, it would be worse if he continued to pretend to be stupid and let others suspect him, or it would be worse to tell the truth and make everyone believe that he was insane and then clear himself of the crime...

Until he was allowed to leave Professor Lockhart's office, Harry's head was in a state of chaos, and he couldn't even recall what he said as a prevarication at the end... He only knew that when he came to Professor Lockhart Outside his office, when he freely breathed the fresh air in the corridor, he found that his whole body was about to collapse——

If it weren't for Hermione and Ron who were holding him tightly from left to right, he might be sitting on the ground at this moment.

"Seriously, buddy, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." Ron said with a tense face, looking serious.

At this time, behind them, the Slytherins also came out slowly, Draco and Scorpius were still walking in the front, but this time Ron didn't look back at Sis like an idiot. Koppy, his attention completely focused on his friend who is looking very bad now.

"No, I'm just a little tired." Harry wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve. "Actually, I really don't know what the Chamber of Secrets is—Hermione?" said the Savior of Gryffindor, turning his face on the only Gryffindor girl present who might have known.

And to his surprise, Hermione blushed and looked frustrated and anxious, "I don't know." After she finished speaking, she closed her mouth tightly, as if she had said something extremely shameful. "I've never seen anything about the word 'chamber of secrets' in any book."

"But it was opened?" Ron asked curiously. "Is it just a code name—for example, it's actually just the door of a fixed classroom?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Hermione smoothed her hair and twisted the strap of her schoolbag somewhat tangled. She raised her head and glanced hesitantly at the backs of the Slytherins who were about to leave. Biting his lips as if he had made up his mind, he said, "I have a hunch that Malfoy probably knows something—"

"He won't tell us." Harry frowned immediately, "He wished I was fired!"

"So we have to find other ways," Hermione said, looking a little irritable. At this moment, she turned around and asked Ron suddenly, "By the way, Ron, what is Kim's choice this morning?" Didn't Ni have an herbal class, why did I see her right across Hagrid's pumpkin patch when I was passing the corridor - you better remind her that it is never wise to skip classes from first year choose."

"Did you see her?" Ron asked in surprise, strangely, he seemed to be taken aback, and his face turned red.

"Yes, but it's too far away, I can't see what she's doing—I think I need to get a pair of Muggle glasses when I go home this Christmas," Hermione asked Ron, frowning, "You see Ginny? Then why didn't you call her?"

Just when Harry wanted to ask why they all saw Ginny but he didn't, he saw Ron who was walking beside him shook his head, showing a very uncomfortable expression, and then he used some erratic, almost Yu's self-hypnotic voice said: "No, I didn't see her, why did you have this illusion? - If I saw her, of course I wouldn't let her run around..."