Early the next morning, Dean Thomas was attacked, and the news that he was now lying in a hospital room like a dead man spread all over the school at once. Now everyone is not as curious and lively as Lady Loris was then, because now, the secret room no longer seems to be a bad prank.

It's really starting to attack students!

Suddenly, rumors flew in the school, and everyone was suspicious. The first-year students have now begun to organize themselves in groups to move around the castle, as if they will be caught by a monster in the shadows if they are alone. Speculation about what exactly was inside the Chamber of Secrets has become increasingly unreliable, and has gradually risen from Salazar Slytherin's vicious curse to the Gorgon sisters in Greek mythology.

At this time, probably the most upset is the only remaining Seamus in Neville's trio. Just imagine, the day before when he was still laughing and talking about his schoolwork, and when he woke up, he found that one of his two friends had turned to stone, and the other had fainted from being scared to see the former turn to stone, and he was still lying in the hospital room - how big the shadow in his heart was.

"It's all my fault, I noticed two days ago that something wasn't quite right with the two of them, but I just thought they were too wary because of Lady Loris." Seamus sat at the long table in the auditorium, tears of remorse on his face. "I even laughed at them for being cowardly!"

"Don't beat yourself up too much, Seamus. No one would have thought that Dean would be targeted by the heir of Slytherin......"

Brandi and Ron sat next to him, talking with concern. For the first time, they didn't eat with the organization, but stayed next to Seamus, who was alone: this kind of terrible thing happened to their roommates in the same dorm room, and it was not something that could be passed away casually, let alone the crime scene that Brandy witnessed.

"Dean isn't dead, Dumbledore will save him! Our immediate priority now is to find the Slytherin heir as soon as possible, Seamus, you must tell us that you have noticed something wrong? What exactly do you see? ”

Seamus wiped tears from her face and shook her head.

"Honestly, I don't know if what I'm telling you right now is true. It was just a feeling, and Neville hadn't been quite right since Friday morning—he had been very upset about Lady Loris, but he was so scared that day—and Dean and I were laughing at him that he could be scared like that by a cat, and he just shook his head desperately, shaking like a sieve. ”

"After a day, he seemed to be in a better mood and less scared. In the evening, however, Neville dragged us back late, and he seemed reluctant to go back to his dorm room. When we asked him why, he just said that he had been having nightmares for the past two days, but he couldn't tell what he was dreaming about...... The next day, yesterday, before dawn — I woke up in a daze to see Dean and Neville talking to each other. ”

Seamus spoke excitedly for a long time, his chest heaving violently.

"When they looked at me, for some reason, Dean looked a lot like Neville - and it was a strange look in his eyes, he looked at me like he was looking at a stranger. Not only was he vigilant, but he was also terrified - I asked him what was going on, and he didn't say anything, turned around and ran. After that, I never saw him again......"

…………

"Vigilant? Like looking at strangers? In the steaming mist, Hermione raised an eyebrow in confusion.

They were now crouching in Myrtle's bathroom, and Harry had finally been released from prison about ten minutes earlier, making it to the meeting point. His arms looked exactly the same as before, except for the occasional twist and a crunch of Clicka.

"Eh, could he have become like that because of his amnesia, does he snore a lot when he sleeps at night?" Parvati swooped over, her nose covered with sparkling beads of sweat.

"Huh?" Brandi was stunned by this nonsensical question, "It should be, anyway, our dorm room usually has a symphony at night, I don't think I have paid attention to whether Dean is the accordion or the tuba ...... inside"

"That makes sense~" Parvati clapped his hands excitedly, "I read a Muggle-written magazine that said that snoring could make the brain flood, and then people would become stupid!" ”

"Go, go, you're talking about cerebral ischemia! It's not a flood, silly girl! Hermione gave her a blank look, and she waved her hand in disgust. So Parvati snorted, and ran back to the crucible with a mout, stirring hard...... This may be one of the very few chores that can be handed over to her in the entire pharmaceutical process, but even if it is simply stirred, she is always bent on stirring out a different posture.

"Brandy, did you notice, their changes seem to have started to happen after the night." Harry stared at the strange mist rising in front of him, and said blankly. "And Neville didn't want to go back to the dorm until now - he woke up this morning, but he panicked and begged Madam Pomfrey not to let him out so early."

"And that kind of thing?" Their eyes widened.

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey thought he might have been overly frightened, and called Dumbledore over...... The curtains were drawn, and they were so quiet that I couldn't hear anything. Dumbledore then allowed Neville to be treated in the school hospital for a few more days, and even if he was discharged from the hospital, he would still attend classes with us during the day and return to Madam Pomfrey in the evening—she needed something to help Neville sleep. ”

"So you mean, what happened to Neville and Dean in the middle of the night during these two days, or rather, had a terrible nightmare?" Brandi muttered, all he saw was the horrified look in Neville's eyes as he walked out the door with him that day, passing by the others.

Why did he have that expression?

"Can I go over and see him?" Brandi said. "He should have trusted me, he was still -"

"Quite the opposite......" Harry interrupted Brandi, his expression serious. He now refuses to see everyone except the Professor and Pomfrey. And especially you, Brandi. ”

In the weeks that followed, the heat about the Chamber of Secrets slowly subsided. There had been no attacks for a month, and the castle had once again become peaceful. Neville finally walked out of the school hospital, looking extremely haggard and much thinner. He began to huddle alone in a remote corner, going to class with everyone, but his mind was clearly not on the professor's lecture - Brandi, Harry, and Ron began to feel the gaze from behind them frequently, and every time they turned around, Neville would tilt his head to the side in panic. And as soon as class is over, he will grab his schoolbag and run out for his life...... For a whole month, Brandi and the others didn't have time to say a word to Neville.

After a confused and confused November, in the second week of December, Professor McGonagall came over to collect the list of people who had left Christmas as she had done last year. All five of them signed the list because they had heard that Malfoy was going to stay, a behavior that was particularly suspicious in the wake of the attack. And during the holidays, the compound decoction is almost just right out of the pot, and they can take advantage of that time to bring out the truth!

Brandi originally wanted to persuade Salf to stay with him, but for some reason, Salf stupidly didn't sign it!

Oh, my God... Is stupidity still contagious? Didn't she think it was a strange thing for a Brandy's 'classmate' to run to his house for the holidays with a big Christmas grin?

He couldn't help but cover his forehead, and began to think about the terrible scene of Shirley's mother taking out a forty-meter-long knife and slashing all the way to South Africa.

Of course, there were a few crucial things missing to make their plans happen - they also needed the horns of a two-horned beast and the skin of an African tree serpent, which could only be obtained in Snape's private storage.

The only good news was that his office was right next to the Potions classroom.

"We need to make a difference, friends." Before the Potions class, Hermione unceremoniously pulled them around the corner of the hallway and whispered. "Somebody to cover so that someone else can sneak into his office and take out the materials."

"Parvati!" *3

I don't know why, Brandi's first reaction was silly girl.

Parvati looked like she was going to be stunned.

"I don't want it!" She snorted and shook her head, looking like she was about to cry. "Woo, Professor Snape is so hot, he's going to skin me off-"

"Don't worry Parvati, I'll pretend to accidentally throw Harry's gloves into your cauldron, and you'll just be responsible for screaming next to you." Ron comforted her with a smile, but it didn't work out, and what people wanted to say was not at all.

After a big gasp, Parvati said the second half of the sentence.

"-I'm going to be the one who stole something!"

…… What are you kidding, silly girl, do you know the difference between snakeskin and tree bark?

"Well, Harry, you have a big hatred, so you better come." So everyone looked at Parvati, who pretended to cover her face and sob, but actually looked out from between her fingers, and very consciously excluded her from the candidate.

Half an hour later, an earth-shattering bang erupted in the Potions classroom, and in the thick smoke and screams and curses, a figure sneaked out...