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She searched her memories all the way and stumbled to the Headmaster's office, she knew that only Dumbledore's Fawkes' tears could cure the basilisk's venom, McGonagall or Professor Flither might be able to defeat the basilisk, but they might not be able to do anything about the snake venom, even Snape's potions would take time to make them, and only the tears of the phoenix would be the quickest way.

She thought of the scene when Malfoy had almost been completely pierced by the basilisk's fangs in order to save herself, and the red and warm blood even splashed on her face, feeling the residual temperature on her face, and her mind was dizzy again.

"I was the one who made a mess of it all. She thought.

She wouldn't be a nymphomaniac to think that Malfoy was moved by her tears to defect and betray Voldemort, he was obviously prepared, whether it was dragon blood or unicorn blood, he had planned it a long time ago, the former was used to win people's trust, and the latter was used to face emergencies like today, but if it weren't for her, maybe Dumbledore would have easily eliminated the basilisk by now.

"I can only add to the chaos. Hermione thought bitterly, remembering Malfoy's previous actions, ashamed of her suspicions of him, and blaming herself for messing it all up.

Almost everyone in the hallway looked at Hermione in surprise, not only because she was wearing a Slytherin robe, but also because of the blood stains on her face.

"What's going on? Why are you wearing Slytherin robes?" A pair of hands reached out to stop Hermione, it was Percy, the Gryffindor prefect in charge of patrolling the corridors at Christmas, he looked at Hermione in surprise, a suspicious glint flashing under his glasses, and couldn't help but ask.

As a prefect, he had to keep his students safe and report anything unexpected to the professors, Hermione was a student who followed the rules, but she wasn't very happy to follow the rules since she had been with Harry and her brother for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Hermione was just stopped by him, and pushed him away, Percy accidentally staggered back a few steps and almost fell, a senior boy was actually pushed away by a junior girl, which is really unacceptable.

"I'm sorry. Hermione continued to run forward without looking back, and even if she apologized, Percy didn't feel much apology.

She continued to climb the stairs layer by layer, and for the first time she hated the school's arrangement of the location of the principal's office—the eighth floor, how much time would be wasted?

When she reached the third floor, she saw the megalithic beast guarding the dawn of victory, and she remembered one thing as if she had just woken up from a dream.

She didn't know the password.

"Bibi Beans, Licorice Wand, Butterbeer....." Without hesitation, she began to take the food she knew one by one out of her mouth, knowing that Headmaster Dumbledore's password was usually snacks.

It wasn't until Hermione said "Lemon Snow" that the stone monster finally jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked in half, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind it, and she immediately ran up it, standing on the stairs she was so anxious that she felt that the automatic staircase was going up too slowly, not as good as her own legs.

She tried not to think about the most horrible scenario, Dumbledore and her went back to the Chamber of Secrets, and there was only a basilisk inside, oh, maybe the forgotten Professor Lockhart, or the basilisk hiding, leaving behind a lifeless corpse.

She shook her head, trying to calm herself down.

She thought of the last confident look Malfoy had given her, and she chose to trust him.

The ladder spiraled up slowly, and at last she saw the door with the brass knocker, the brass knocker in the shape of a griffin didn't attract her attention, she just wanted to knock on the door as soon as possible and find the headmaster.

She found the door open, and she heard a gloomy, disgusting voice coming from inside.

"Look, Headmaster Dumbledore, I don't think you're doing your part, how many students have been attacked?" the voice paused before adding, "I thought that monster would only attack Muggle students, but now that Weasley kid has been attacked, it proves that all students are in danger." ”

"That's a polite boy, but because of your incompetence, he's lying in the school hospital now, unable to move. ”

"Disgusting!" Hermione couldn't take the man's words anymore. He pretended to compliment Ron to get there, much to Hermione's disgust, and she pushed open the hidden door.

She saw a quaint round table in the headmaster's office, surrounded by people, most of them well-dressed, she guessed that these were the directors of the school, and directly opposite her was a calm-looking Dumbledore, with his hands on the table, ten fingertips together, and his wrinkled old face looked unfazed in the face of the accusation.

"You see, you see. This is the student that Dumbledore taught in the headmistress's seat, impolite and uneducated. Lucius's voice rose as the other school trustees nodded incessantly and pointed at Hermione, as if they were also dissatisfied with the yellow-haired girl who had suddenly interrupted their meeting.

"My students aren't your turn to judge. Dumbledore was silent, and as soon as he spoke, he was like thunder, changing his previous amiable image, and becoming stronger, under the half-moon-shaped glasses, his blue eyes flashed with a light that was not as sharp as an old man should have.

The office was immediately silent, and Lucius had the intention to speak, but he didn't know why he couldn't open his mouth.

"Kid, is there something wrong?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione kindly, as if he was not alone from the old man who had shocked everyone with his words.

"Another student has been attacked. Hermione looked at Lucius, and then threw out a sentence that Lucius could no longer calm down: "Your son may be dying, but you still have the heart to fight for power here." ”

Lucius immediately lost his composure, his hands slammed to the table, and then roared at Dumbledore, "If anything happens to my son, I want you to look good." "Even the usual elegant demeanor has not been maintained.

Then he turned to Hermione and asked eagerly, "Little girl, what happened?"

Dumbledore ignored him, Hermione didn't ward him, Dumbledore and Hermione looked at each other deeply, and if anyone stood in front of Hermione, he would notice that Hermione's eyes were a little dazed.

"Let's go. Dumbledore suddenly got up and walked over to Hermione, grabbing her by the sleeve.

Then the two of them became transparent, and eventually disappeared from the front of the school directors.

Phantom shifting.

In the past, Lucius might have used this to lash out at Dumbledore for being a privilege or something, because Hogwarts does not allow apparitions, but today he chose to remain silent because he knew that Dumbledore was there to save his son.

"Damn it. He thumped the wooden table in front of him, and the directors around him felt his anger and fear, and he could only sit here, because the little Muggle girl hadn't told him what had happened to Malfoy.

Lucius's other hand gripped his serpentine staff tightly, revealing the trepidation in his heart.