Behind a long wooden table filled with delicate silver utensils sits an old man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was dressed in a noble purple silk robe, his elbows propped up on the table, the tips of his fingers touching each other, and from Vio's point of view, the old man's gaze passed through the isosceles triangle formed by four fingers and thumbs, piercing sharply into her brain, as if to get a glimpse of the truth.

"Professor Dumbledore, what I said is true, I don't quite understand why you don't want to ask Pansy, but" Vio paused, expecting the professor to interrupt her and explain, but Dumbledore just waited patiently for her to continue.

"Let Professor McGonagall bring me here. Vio finished under his gaze, a little ashamed of how aggressive he was under pressure and incomprehension.

For a long time, Professor Dumbledore did not speak.

But there was no silence at all.

Throughout the spacious, circular headmaster's office, there are all sorts of funny little voices.

The sound was not only made by the strange silverware that emitted its own smoke, but also the portraits of the old headmasters of yesteryear on the walls, who were softly purring in their frames.

"Tsk, a year ago I remember you were a lot shorter than you are now. A small voice rang out beside Vio, and she turned her head to see that in the left corner of the room, there was a huge table with claw-shaped legs, from which the sound came from.

It was the deep opening in the tattered, crumpled wizard's hat, "Well, have you found it now?"

What did she find?vio couldn't turn a corner for a moment, and she opened her mouth, wondering if she should pick up the Sorting Hat's accosting Dumbledore when he didn't say anything.

"Well, old Deng, she obviously didn't find it. I'll ask again next year, okay?" asked Dumbledore earnestly in his thin voice, who finally stopped thinking and staring, and nodded gently.

What did the Sorting Hat call Professor Dumbledore?Old Deng secretly pinched himself, trying to keep his expression in check. Then she figured out that the Sorting Hat was so worn out that it must have been no less old than Professor Dumbledore's.

"Before we begin the conversation," Dumbledore said slowly, "vio, like the few times I've passed before, I hope you can understand the fact that when anything happens, people tend to be more inclined to learn about the situation from the people they approve of than from people whose nature is to be determined. ”

Vio looked at the other party's blue eyes, unable to grasp the unfathomable content in them. She could only interpret what Dumbledore said as an answer to her previous question, but she didn't want to trust her own judgment as to what it meant.

But no matter what, under Dumbledore's quiet but stressed gaze, Vio nodded naturally.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Dumbledore asked.

"Vio wasn't sure if he wanted Dumbledore to be involved in the Chamber of Secrets, and since Harry had access to the Chamber of Secrets and knew it was opened, Vio could actually tell Dumbledore everything they knew and guessed so far, as long as it didn't involve the parts that hadn't been discovered by Harry and the others.

"It doesn't seem like so. While she was still hesitating, Dumbledore replied calmly.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the office door, and Dumbledore glanced at the door, which slowly opened automatically.

Professor Snape walked in with his usual somber expression, different from what Vio had seen when he brought the antivenom to the hospital, and he had changed from his hospital gown back to his black robe, only paler.

Vio couldn't figure out how he was here, and Dumbledore obviously asked too.

"Oh, Severus, you must have managed to avoid Madam Pomfrey by a clever second. Is there anything wrong with you?" Dumbledore asked with concern.

Then, he conjured up a soft printed soft chair near Vio, "Sit down." ”

Professor Snape didn't refuse, and as he sat down in that chair, he let out a long, almost inaudible sigh of relief that he would not have been able to notice if it weren't for Vio's proximity, and he had almost exhausted his strength.

"I've got something to say, Dumbledore, that antivenom was the one I instructed Santriel to brew, and I'm inclined to think that if there's only one culprit, it's only Potter. Snape whispered, his nose twitching as he said the end, a look of natural disgust.

Dumbledore didn't immediately dismiss him, but leaned back in his high-backed chair and stared at Snape with his penetrating gaze, who had no intention of evading it.

This scenario led Vio to think of the possibility that, if she was not mistaken, Dumbledore was using Soul Charms to see Snape's memories of what had happened before, and to study them to determine what Vio's role was in the matter.

Afterwards, Dumbledore whispered, "Well, we agree on at least one thing that Vio is not guilty. ”

The turmoil ended with Pansy being taken to the principal's office for an examination, and being sent home early before Christmas.

That night, Dumbledore broke the news in the Great Hall, even though he repeatedly insisted that Pansy was not a criminal, that she would return to school after Christmas, and that he hoped that everyone would still protect themselves.

But everyone understands this as a desire to cover up the scandal, and Pansy is the one who opened the secret room.

Now that the other three houses in the school are active again, now that the heir has been driven away, then no one will make any more trouble.

The Slytherin students were disappointed, their days of being feared by everyone were too short.

Daphne was sullen all day, sighing in the common room, not knowing whether she was lamenting that she had been with Pansy all day and not knowing anything, or if she remembered that she had been with someone who could perform such terrible black magic for a long time, and felt very frightened.

At this time, Bailey will always go over to comfort her intimately, and she sometimes pulls Vio with her, although Vio doesn't hate Daphne, but she doesn't have a good impression of it, but she can't resist Bailey's instigation, and several people often meet to complete homework together.

"Vio, when Lady Loris was petrified, we all thought you were the heir to the secret room. Bailey put down the quill and moved the lamp away from the parchment, rubbed her eyes, and continued, "Who would have thought it was Pansy. ”

Daphne pursed her lips and did not speak, and wrote down a line with all her might, the quills rubbing against the parchment with a rapid rustle.

"Actually," Vio paused, shyly smiling, "I'm afraid of snakes." ”

"Really?" said Bailey, smiling sweetly, her eyes shining with a strange light, as if she had never seen such an interesting argument. "The serpent is our Slytherin symbol. I'm really curious how you were sorted into Slytherin House when you were sorted out last year, and apart from being a pureblood, there really aren't many places on your body that belong to our house. ”

"The Sorting Hat calls its own shots," Vio said nonchalantly, "it says some people"

"Santriel?" (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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