Principal's Office.

After Dumbledore's departure, it was once again popular.

The strange silver instruments on the desk were set aside, Fawkes was moved to a corner along with its perch, and Professor Flitwick lightly tipped his wand, carefully laying Neville floating in the air flat on the table. There was a look of joy on his face.

On the other side, the professors were in a circle, listening with joy or shame as Gilderoy Lockhart told them about the thrilling battle that had just taken place beneath the narrow tube. He talks about practicing magic in his office and discovering secrets hidden in the walls; Speaking of Brandy, who he met at the door, he told him that Harry knew Parseltongue; So he knew all this, and he tried to blind the basilisk with a trap...... Fight the Slytherin heirs with three students...... Sneak attack success, and eventually lose your wand, and direct confrontation with the basilisk.

It's just that, a slight departure from the facts, except for the fact that the basilisk is not completely blind, the guy who heroically rode on the basilisk and pierced its brain with a half-wand has also changed from a second-year student to a more convincing Lockhart himself.

When the last Lockhart chose to fall from a height of dozens of feet with the basilisk and fall into the water, there was a gasp from the crowd.

"I'm sorry, Gildero...... I'm sorry. Professor Sinista looked at him worriedly, her hands clutching her chest, gasping for air, tears glistening in her eyes. While you're working so hard for everyone at Hogwarts, we—we still doubt you...... I really am."

The professors' faces were flushed with shame, especially the professors in the faculty lounge who had expressed doubts about Lockhart, and they all wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

However, there are also those who scoff at the whole story. What made Lockhart a little restless was that Snape's eyes swirled suspiciously around his body at the beginning, after all, his robe didn't look like it had been through a fierce battle, although he had added that he had cleaned himself up with a cleansing charm after the war because of his cleanliness fetish, but Snape obviously didn't believe it.

"Alright, alright, Gilderoy has just fought a basilisk after all." Finally, Professor McGonagall stepped forward, her face still unable to hide the weakness and excitement that had followed the nervousness. "We've already put him on too much today, so don't pull him around anymore. I suggest that everyone go back first and tell the students the good news that the monsters in the secret room have been completely dealt with by our heroes, we have been scared for too long, and we really need such good news to boost morale. ”

As she said this, Lockhart's smug face suddenly showed a hint of unnaturalness, and Snape looked at it.

"And the express arranged at noon?" A young professor asked impatiently, and everyone looked expectant.

Professor McGonagall groaned for a moment, and then a bright smile broke out on her tense face. "Of course it's going to be canceled, there's no precedent for Hogwarts to have a four-month holiday in advance."

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers rang out in the office.

One by one, the professors rushed out, and there were only four deans, Neville, and Lockhart left in the office. Now is the time to get down to business...... After inspecting Neville's condition with Flitvisnete, he found that he had just been drained of too much energy, and that he should have no problem recuperating. Professor McGonagall looked back at Lockhart, who was immersed in his own world, and her expression returned to its usual seriousness.

"Then Gidero." She said. "Now that you know the basilisk and the location of the Chamber of Secrets, you must know who the heir of Slytherin is?"

Hearing this, Lockhart didn't know why, and suddenly shuddered.

"It's not so much who it is...... It's better to ...... Well, I'd suggest you see it for yourself, Minerva. You won't be able to think about what this year's series of misdeeds is all about. ”

He slapped his head and quickly pulled the journal that Brandi had given him in the tunnel out of his pocket. It was part of a deal between Brandi and him, and at first Lockhart intended to keep the diary as a precious collection for his first feat, but after Brandi told him who the journal belonged to, he didn't think so, and he was now eager to hand over the thing, which was probably full of black magic.

"Diary?"

The four deans looked at each other suspiciously, and Professor McGonagall took the diary, and at a glance she saw the signature on the cover, and with a shudder in her hand, she dropped the diary on the ground.

"It's Riddle!"

Snape's eyebrows furrowed. He was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Professor McGonagall's reaction was not unswift, and she realized almost instantly how much the diary would react if it was seen by someone else who knew Riddle, and she quickly bent down and copied the journal into her sleeve, and just as she had done this, the door to the Headmaster's office was violently pushed open.

Mr. Malfoy strode in, a grim smile on his face.

"Good morning, Minerva." He said in a slow tone, "I remember that the position of headmaster is still vacant now, is it possible that you are here here specifically to welcome me?" ”

"I don't think I'm qualified to be here, Lucius." Professor McGonagall retorted unceremoniously, "When the Headmaster is not at the castle or the position is vacant, I, as the Headmaster, have the right to take on the role of Headmaster on an interim basis, or is the Board going to build an additional office in the castle specifically for the Headmaster?" ”

"Why, Minerva, I'm just joking."

Mr. Malfoy put away his hypocritical smile and replaced it with a businesslike expression. "Now, let's get down to business, you all know the sad news that the Board of Trustees has removed Albus from his position as headmaster due to the recent frequent attacks at the school......"

Professor McGonagall snorted explicitly at the mention of the harrowing, but Mr. Malfoy pretended not to hear it.

"But schools can't do without principals, and we need a really talented person to give us hope. So, after a deliberate discussion by the board......" he said, and slapped his face.

At the doorway, a fat guy entered, with a severe hunchback, a dull pale face, and long, narrow eyes.

"Although it is not yet an official appointment, let us join in welcoming the Acting Rector, Mr. Amikuscarlo." He pursed his lips and smirked at Professor McGonagall's eyes that were about to erupt with anger.

"So, you got Carlo for Hogwarts? A former Death Eater? Professor McGonagall looked furious.

"Death Eaters? No, no, no...... If you say that, I'll accuse the Ministry of Magic of your personal assault, Minerva. Mr. Malfoy wagged his fingers lazily, "Amicus was only under the control of the Imperius Curse, and you know, the Ministry of Magic has already issued his pardon. Besides, even if you object, it's useless, Amicus is confident that he can solve the incident in the secret room, but can you? Can you guarantee that without the wise leadership of a principal, the murderer can be easily caught? ”

"About that...... I'm going to disappoint you, Lucius. Professor Flitwick spun out from behind Professor McGonagall. Just now, we have completely settled the matter of the secret room. ”

Mr. Malfoy's face seemed to turn even paler than it had been before. "Oh? Who is the murderer? He asked sharply.

"It's the same guy last year, Lucius," Professor McGonagall said coldly, "but Voldemort is acting in a different way this time. With the diary of his school days. ”

"What about the evidence! I want to see the real thing! ”

Professor Flitwick tried to say something, but Snape, who was beside him, touched him without a trace and winked at him.

"That's unfortunate, just after a fierce fight between Gildelow and the basilisk, his diary was completely destroyed, and I don't think I can get it to you." Professor McGonagall looked at Lockhart, who was stunned for a moment, then nodded cooperatively.

"I see...... Mr. Malfoy said slowly, exhaling. That's not going to work, Minerva, and I'm not going to take your word for it. Besides, even as you say, before the new headmaster is found, we need a reputable wizard to coordinate the overall situationAmicus has good connections between the Ministries of Magic in England and France, and may win some international acclaim for Hogwarts during his time as interim headmaster. ”

"Exactly, Lucius."

At this time, Amycus, who had been silent next to him, suddenly spoke, "As the new principal, I am very disappointed with the low atmosphere in the school now."

And at this moment, everyone suddenly felt the castle shake. The sound of cheers and tsunamis resounded from all sides of the castle, and it seemed that the good news of the settlement of the secret room had spread throughout the castle...... Amycus's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he had eaten a fat and juicy cabbage worm.

“…… Anyway, I've been in touch with the French Ministry of Magic, and perhaps during my tenure, Hogwarts will have a short but meaningful exchange with Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to liven up the students. I will be taking up my duties tomorrow and I will ask several deans to support me in my work. ”

He was in no mood to stay here any longer, and after announcing his appointment notice, he didn't stay for a moment, and hurried away with Lucius.