Brandi was flustered right now, and his mind was in a mess.

Imagine yourself standing in front of this wall with a wand in her hand and a dead female cat hanging beside her.

From Neville's point of view, it looks like ...... It's like you did it yourself!

"Let's let go, what are you doing here, what's going on here?"

There was a commotion in the middle of the crowd, and Filch cursed and squeezed a way out of his shoulder. He looked at Brandy, and before he could curse, he spotted his cat. Filch stumbled back a few steps, a sobbing sound from his mouth.

"Loris!" He screamed sharply, "Barton! What did you do with it! You killed my cat! ”

"I didn't!"

"Filch!"

Just as Filch was about to pounce on Brandy, Dumbledore finally arrived at the scene, with the professors following him. He gave Brandi a deep look, then walked past him and untied Lady Loris from the torch holder.

"Everyone else, go back to their respective common rooms - Mr. Barton, you and Miss Scrange stay for a while." He said, "Of course, Filch, and you. ”

"Professor, if you can—" Hermione said eagerly.

"I'm afraid not, Miss Granger." Dumbledore shook his head solemnly.

Harry and the others gave Brandi a worried look, and pulled Neville, who was trembling, out of the hallway.

At the urging of the prefects of each academy, the onlookers gradually dispersed. Only Brandi and Salph were left in the hallway, as well as the professors. There was that solemn expression on everyone's face, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that Brandi couldn't breathe.

"Go to my office and say, Headmaster, that's the closest to here." At this point, it was Professor Lockhart who broke the oppressive atmosphere.

"Thank you, Gildero."

It was the first time Brandi had entered Lockhart's office, and his room was brightly lit, with countless frames of his own picture hanging on the walls, several with his own signature. When Brandi and the others swarmed in, the walls were in chaos, and the Lockharts, who had not yet arrived to get their groomed, fled back and forth in a panic, trying to hide in their invisible corners. The rest of the well-dressed ones were grinning desperately, and there might be a reason why the room was so bright.

Dumbledore placed Lady Loris on the polished table and began to scrutinize it. The professors formed the table in an airtight circle, and Brandy could see nothing but Filch's crying and Lockhart's babbling speculation.

"Look at this, the cat's eyes are glaring in pain, I'm sure the cat's abuser used a brutal torture curse - second only to the heart and bone. During my travels in South America, I saw it used by the local indigenous shamans. Tsk, before I went, there were a lot of deaths. ”

Hearing his words, Filch cried even more sadly. He had been sitting in the farthest corner, not even daring to glance this way. "My Loris...... She had just given birth to a litter of kittens, and she was tortured to death. I'm going to make him pay! ”

Brandi gave him a sad look.

To be reasonable, he also has a cat, and if Yale one day lies lifeless on the cold table like Mrs. Loris, Brandi will probably be in the same pain as Filch...... But when he thought that if Dumbledore believed Filch's words, he would have to roll up and go home, and he couldn't generate the slightest sympathy.

"Don't be afraid, Sylph, Dumbledore will take care of everything." Brandi subconsciously grabbed Salph's hand, trying to comfort her, and perhaps to get comfort from her—the consequence of which was that their palms were covered with nervous sweat.

"Well, there's no doubt about it—" After a few minutes, Dumbledore seemed to have discussed the results with Magnacle, and he straightened up. "It's alive, Filch. It's just petrified......"

"What?" Lockhart was counting how many murders he had prevented, when he heard this, he suddenly stopped. "Oh! That's right, I think so too. ”

"Petrification?" Filch choked up, his face facing the hard Loris on the table, and then twitched horribly. "It's Barton! He must have done it! He's been fighting me and my cat all year long! He's trying to—he wants to get revenge on me! ”

"But it's not me, it's just me and Sharf...... Just walked right there! ”

"Yes, Filch, it's impossible for a sophomore to do that," Dumbledore said, "and it takes a lot of magical skill. ”

At this moment, a light voice came from the side.

"With all due respect, Headmaster." Snape in the shadows suddenly spoke. Brandi only felt a chill in his heart.

"That's true for the average sophomore, but Mr. Barton......'s words," his eyes scanned Brandy's body, "the troll with the broken leg last year has shown us very clearly, hasn't it." ”

Dumbledore glanced at Brandi and Sylph, and he stopped talking.

…………

When Brandi returned to the common room in a dejected state, Harry was sitting in an armchair waiting for him.

"Petrification?" After listening to Brandy's story, Harry looked incredulous.

"yes...... Lady Loris is not dead, and Professor Dumbledore says that a healing potion made of mature mandrakes can cure it. Then they put me and Self back. Brandi sat down between them and let out a long sigh of relief. I thought I was going to at least be locked up or watched. By the way, weren't you in the underground classroom just now, why didn't you go to the auditorium to eat, but ran straight upstairs. ”

They hesitated visibly, and after a few moments, Harry spoke.

"That's it, I heard a voice......"

Brandy's eyes widened as he described the voice that only he could hear, and he simply jumped up from his chair in surprise.

"That's weird, Harry, that's how we passed!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, we're just like you, Sharph was at the top of the stairs on the third floor and suddenly weird, and then she dragged me around the floor - yes, like chasing something."

They let out an exclamation in unison.

If Harry was just hearing the voice, he could explain it with an omen, a special ability, or something, but when two people could detect it at the same time, and one of them was an ordinary Muggle wizard. It's a different story......

"Bizarre, this thing is really bizarre...... Ron said slowly, "and the writing on the wall, how can an ordinary prank mention any secret room?" 'The Chamber of Secrets has been opened'...... Hiss! No way! Suddenly he thought of something, and his face turned white.

"Hey! Brandy, this secret room can't be the white room you opened! Didn't you say that you put something out of it? If it's the one who petrified Loris...... So what is the situation now...... This is ......"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and finally he couldn't help but tremble.

"Brandy, are you supposed to be ...... Heir to it. ”

Brandi and Hermione Parvati looked at each other. "Thinking too much, Ron, the secret room I opened it-"

"Ahh

They heard a scream of fear behind them—the hole in the door that the Fat Lady had just unscrewed shut so quickly that someone was about to go to the lounge, but they happened to hear the conversation between them.

"Hey! Wait a minute, listen to my explanation! Brandi hurriedly rushed to the door, but it was dark outside, and the figure of the man had already disappeared into the dark corridor in the distance.

“…… This sucks. Brandi looked back numbly, his heart like ashes.

By the time Hermione had reexplained the Seven Seals to Harry and Ron, the clock had already rang at zero o'clock in the common room. They had to separate at the top of the staircase, and the boys, who were so ignorant, barely dispelled their suspicion that the treasure trove was the so-called secret room, and they walked slowly upstairs with tired steps. Halfway through, Brandi suddenly remembered something,

"Harry, speaking of which...... Why did you end up with Neville? He also went to Nick's Death? ”

Harry's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"We met him on the second floor, and he looked like he was going downstairs? When he saw us running up, he followed...... Hey, weird, Halloween, what did he do on the second floor. ”

"Oh, he did mention it to me, he said he was practicing spells in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. When he came out of the hallway, his wand was still glowing with a glowing charm. Ron pushed open the door to the room and whispered. He's been so desperate lately that I haven't seen him in the break room for days...... In addition to getting up and going to bed, he seems to be in the library and classroom all the time. ”

The three beds had been covered by purple velvet curtains, and everyone seemed to be asleep. So Brandi and the others quickly crept into bed.

"Good night, Brandi."

"Good night." Brandi whispered in response to Ron, who pulled up the curtains, turned around, and pulled Riddle's journal from behind the pillow. For more than a month, he had come to feel Riddle's erudition and friendliness...... Thanks to its Q&A, Brandy was able to submit the diagram of the movement of the celestial bodies as scheduled, and learned many new but useful little spells.

But does Riddle, a student from forty years ago, really know anything about the Chamber of Secrets......