The huge body gradually disappeared into the lake, and the students by the lake breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm dropping out!"

One of the Slytherin boys had a scared look on his face, and complained:

"Why did Dumbledore allow such a dangerous creature to inhabit the Black Lake!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as he said this, the others reacted, and all of them turned their eyes to Dumbledore standing by the lake, hoping that he would give an explanation.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then said in a loud voice:

"Today's incident was just an accident and I'll take care of it. Don't worry. ”

Such a statement obviously did not reassure the others, but Dumbledore did not want to say more, and they could only discuss leaving.

Dumbledore walked over to Norlin and asked softly:

"Are you alright?"

"I haven't had time yet."

To be honest, Norlin is a little scared of seeing Dumbledore now, and every time he sees him, it's nothing good.

Slowly, Norlin began to notice that something was wrong. Dumbledore's deep blue eyes looked at him quietly, as if he had reacquainted himself with him.

The night breeze whistled, and the coolness penetrated Nolin's skin.

"What's wrong, Professor?"

Norin was a little uncomfortable, and began to silently recite the core values of socialism in his heart, and asked in a low voice.

"It was just a horse-shaped water monster."

Dumbledore didn't answer. He retracted his gaze and looked at the Black Lake and said.

Norlin looked confused. That thing doesn't look like a snake anymore, you told me it was a horse?

"This monster can take on a variety of shapes, most often in the form of a horse, but its favorite image is a sea serpent. Legend has it that they have a bit of centaur blood, but it is unknown how. ”

Dumbledore began to give Norlin a science lesson, and Norlin nodded his head in amazement, and then ...... What's the use?

"It won't come back in the future, don't worry."

Dumbledore said one last word, and walked away. After this incident, there is a lot of work that needs to be done for him to deal with the aftermath.

"Breath? Condition? ”

Norin stood still, staring at the Black Lake's calm surface. Grindy Lowe in the lake seemed to sense his gaze and grimaced at him.

Deep in the Slytherin common room, in a hidden room, a small figure sat cross-legged, with strange black runes flowing on its white neck, and its cold face was added to the strange nature of these runes.

Her face was a little painful, and her brows furrowed. The fingers, which were as thin as shallots, turned white from clenching too hard.

She suddenly opened her eyes, which were as bright as the morning star, and said:

"Are you sure?"

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that."

In the darkness, a hoarse voice sounded faintly, as if accompanied by the slightest sound of spitting letters.

……

After leaving the lake, Norlin thought about it and went back to his room in Ravenclaw.

Although he was a little embarrassed, he still resisted the second mental interference. Now it is imperative to translate the content of the second page, after all, the improvement brought by the meditation on the first page is visible to the naked eye, and the second page is even more worth looking forward to.

Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets was still the same simple attire, and Norlin, who had been coming and going, was gradually becoming familiar with it. He sat down in his chair and took out the book of the nameless and the book of the Niko, which was written on the desk.

Soon, the room was filled with only the rustling of quills across the parchment.

The next morning, it was Professor Snape's Potions class.

A night of research, instead of making Norlin feel sleepy, was full of energy. The more you delve into it, the more you can feel the mystery contained in the Nameless Book.

Not to mention anything else, the record of spiritual power alone was enough to benefit him a lot.

It's just that Smith was bitter, and he woke up in the morning and didn't see Norin, combined with the situation last night, he was so frightened that he thought that Norlin was taken away by the giant snake.

In fact, he guessed half right.

"Can you tell me next time you don't come back?"

After Nolin stepped into the classroom, Smith said dissatisfied.

Only then did Norin realize that he had ignored his thoughts, and only after repeated promises did he reveal the matter.

It was not yet class time, and the aftermath of last night had not yet completely dissipated, and the young wizards were still discussing the giant serpent with great interest.

"I saw it with my own eyes! The snake's head was the size of half a classroom! ”

Walker Caro gestured exaggeratedly with his hand.

Norlin: ?

He couldn't help but imagine the picture that Carlo described, if it was even if the giant snake spat out, he would have to be blown to death, right?

"Headmaster Dumbledore had a draw with him yesterday, if only I had that strength."

Another Slytherin boy answered, his tone full of wistfulness.

Norlin shook his head, not wanting to listen to it anymore, what these people said was more outrageous than the other.

Professor Snape stepped into the classroom as the bell rang. He was still wearing the black robe full of buttons, and after a glance, his first sentence was full of intimidation:

"Whatever rumors you've heard lately, don't discuss them in my class, or he may not want to take the consequences."

The classroom fell silent. Most of them shrank their shoulders and shut their mouths in a huff. Snape's majesty was not built in a day or two, but the experience that the students had learned over time.

"As you know, the semester is coming to an end. I doubt that a few of you will pass my exam. ”

Snape's gaze lingered on Elena for a moment, visibly satisfied. When I got to Norin, the meaning became a little strange.

The last time Norlin mentioned it, after he added an Abyssinian wrinkled fig to the throat gas, he found that the gas was more powerful than three points, and the gas became more hidden.

This couldn't help but make him a little interested in Nolin.

"Open your textbook, and to be honest, I don't know why this book has been used as a textbook for hundreds of years - there are some glaring holes in it, and none of you have been able to find it."

Snape unleashed his poisonous tongue skills as usual, and Smith shrunk his neck in disbelief, a look in his eyes that seemed to say, "You can do it."

He might actually be able to do it. Norlin naturally knew what Smith was thinking, and he still had a very high opinion of Snape, the "half-blood prince" of Potions.

Even in the wizarding world, Snape was a well-known Potions master. But for some reason, he has been extremely low-key in this regard.

"In this lesson, I'll teach you how to refine the enhancer. As the name suggests, this is a potion that increases the power of magic or potions. ”

Snape said slowly, and with a wave of his wand, the projection screen showed the magic materials needed for the lesson.

The blood of a salamander, a handful of pomegranate juice......

Norin rummaged through the potions cupboard, looking at the strange potion materials inside, and couldn't help but feel that there was really everything in it.