To make sure where the shadow was, John looked through the mirror of the Iron Wick's sword.

It was a huge guy with black scales and a scarlet crown of hair on the top of his head.

Just being there is enough to swallow the troll.

John cursed where this thing came from, and saw the shadow turn.

John saw a pair of large yellow eyes from the sword, and he felt his body stiffen just a moment after making contact.

"It's not good, it's petrified!"

He was shocked, he didn't expect to let himself be tricked just by seeing his eyes.

John's magic resists petrification, but not much.

"Damn it!"

If you are petrified, you will definitely finish the game.

John let out a low roar, his eyes turning into vertical pupils, and the petrification on his body slowed down.

Without hesitation, he reached into the small bag he was carrying, and he took out the bottles of potions.

Pouring the antidote into his mouth, it didn't do much, and John changed another bottle.

In this race against time, before being completely petrified, John felt the antidote to mandrake.

When he drank it, the petrification on his body was lifted.

He stole a pot of mandrake from the greenhouse last semester while Professor Sprout was not looking.

There is only one bottle like this.

"Is it a curse?"

When John opened the dragon's eyes, he could see that those eyes were covered with a strong curse.

Without hesitation, John turned on the fire mode.

Under the influence of the burning magic of the flaming sword, the reflected curse was burned, and he saw through the blade of the sword a black shadow approaching in his direction.

The moment the shadow approached, John closed his eyes and slashed at the shadow with only his ears.

Attached to the fire spell, the Iron Wick Sword finally pierced through the scales of the black shadow with a single blow.

Blood flowed down the blade, and John heard the dark shadow roar in pain.

Then the wind swept by, and John rolled to dodge.

"No, you have to get out of the way!"

He turned and ran in the direction of his memory, and the shadow became very frantic and chased after John.

Unleashing the Flying Boots, John opened his eyes with his back to the shadow and began to shift his position.

Through the reflection of the blade, John could see that the shadow was still chasing him.

Calculate the time, the Halloween Eve feast is almost over.

If this eye-killing monster breaks in, I'm afraid that the entire school students will be wiped out.

John made up his mind and ran out of the castle.

After running out for a while, he looked at the blade again, and the dark shadow behind him disappeared.

"Left?"

John stopped, thinking of something, and his face changed dramatically and he ran back.

...

On the second floor, Harry saw his most hated cat, Lady Loris, hanging there.

Lady Loris's body was hung from a torch holder, her body as hard as a plank.

There is a line of blood writing on the wall.

"The secret room has been opened, and the heir is the enemy, be vigilant."

Ron's voice trembled as he read the words, and by the time they had figured out that it was time to leave, the Halloween feast was over.

A large group of young wizards witnessed the scene, and Filch squeezed into the crowd and saw that something had happened to his cat.

He stumbled back a few steps, grabbed his face with his hands in horror, and let out a heart-rending roar.

"My cat, my cat! What happened to Lady Loris? ”

His appearance makes people feel a little sorry for him.

Malfoy scoffed at the sight of the bloody writing on the wall.

Filch insisted that Harry had killed his cat, screaming to kill Harry and avenge Lady Loris.

Dumbledore arrived at the scene, and he was the first to notice some traces that someone had fought here.

There was a buzz among the student body, and a panic spread here.

Dumbledore knew that it was time to suppress all these emotions, and he asked the first witnesses to leave with him.

Filch looked at them hatefully, and Lockhart offered Dumbledore to go to his nearest office.

After they were gone, John returned here.

He stared at the blood on the wall, his gaze scanning the crowd.

He knew that when he was fighting the dark shadow, there were no words here.

This shows that after he lured away the black shadow, there were still people here.

"Who the hell is it?"

John was lost in thought, and the prefect was returning home with the students of his house.

"Gemma, I have something to do."

Sixth-year Slytherin prefect Gemma Farley tries to get John to leave, but John leaves a word and goes in the opposite direction.

Gemma Farley was a little helpless, but still didn't see it.

John went to the girls' bathroom, where he first saw the shadows.

When he came here, the water stains were still there, and he cautiously used his sword as a way out.

"Not here?"

John checked the entire girls' bathroom and found no shadow.

Instead, he met Myrtle, but John didn't have time to pay attention to her right now.

After leaving the girls' bathroom, John's brow never lifted.

He knew the danger of that thing, it wasn't that Harry was in danger or not, but that the whole school might be in danger.

"Dumbledore must be told."

John made up his mind, this is not a small matter, he needs this great White Devil.

Immediately went to Lockhart's office.

"I remember something very similar in Ouagadougou, a series of attacks, which I have in detail in my autobiography."

Lockhart was again bragging about his autobiography, and none of the professors present would really believe him.

Dumbledore judged that Lady Loris was not dead, but petrified.

Filch wept sadly, his tear-stained face turned viciously towards Harry.

Dumbledore told him that it was impossible for a second-year student to do this.

But when he said that again, he thought of John.

If sophomore is the most likely person to do this, it's John.

And John wasn't there at the dinner this time.

For John, he had mixed feelings.

The other party's excellence and eagerness to learn, and the charm of attracting closeness, are all the same as the best student at Hogwarts.

It worries him.

Filch insisted that Harry had done it, because Harry had seen his quick incantation letter, and he knew he was a Squib.

The most unexpected thing was when Snape came out to speak, and he said in a mocking tone that Harry could not have such magical attainments, but the timing of the appearance of the three little ones was suspicious.

Harry felt uneasy and didn't say he heard strange noises, only that he was tired and wanted to go to bed early.

Crappy lies are audible to everyone, and Professor Snape is no exception.

He even wanted Harry to quit the Quidditch team, which would have made Professor McGonagall, a die-hard Quidditch fan, quit.

The two almost argued, and Filch yelled that his cat was petrified.

John felt that he should not go in now, and he might see the two Deans fighting, but he knew that Dumbledore was unlikely.

The discussion was over, and Dumbledore asked Professor Snape to refine the anti-petrification potion.

The three little ones came out first, but they didn't go back, but found an empty classroom and started a discussion.

John wanted to talk to Dumbledore, but he had to follow along, because Dobby had said that all these things were for Harry.

And he promised Dobby to protect Harry from danger.

...

In an empty classroom.

"Do I say, should I tell them about the voice I heard?" Harry was a little uneasy.

The sound was only heard by him, which made him feel bad.

For the sake of his friend, Ron decisively told him not to speak, and said, "It's not a good sign to hear voices that others can't hear, even in the wizarding world. ”

Harry asked, "You believe me, don't you?" ”

Ron certainly believed it, which made Harry slightly relieved.

At this moment, a voice sounded in the empty classroom.

"Harry, where did you hear the voice?"

This made Harry's body tense in fright, and Hermione heard the familiar voice and asked tentatively, "John?" ”

"It's me."

Lifting the illusion spell, John appeared out of thin air, looking like he had stepped out of the darkness.

He stared at Harry and asked word by word, "You can hear that, right?" ”

"John, did you hear that?" Sensing that John's words were wrong, Harry hurriedly asked, "I heard it in the hallway on the second floor." ”

"That's right."

A gleam flashed in John's eyes, the thing left and disappeared after returning to the second floor, maybe the dark shadow base camp was on the second floor.

[Ding, trigger the exploration quest, find the Slytherin chamber, and get the reward: Snake Catcher]

[Snake Catcher: Increases damage to snakes, is not affected by the snake toxin curse]

Triggering the task, John knows where that thing came from.

It's just that where the Slytherin chamber is a problem, John takes a deep breath, he needs help.

Looking at the three little ones, he said in a condensed voice: "I met that thing, it was a huge snake with very dangerous eyes. ”

Three little eyes widened, John actually met the murderer?!

Harry hurriedly asked, "You mean, do you know who the murderer is?" ”

"No, besides the snake, there is another person, who wrote blood after I left, and we need to find out."

If you want to say that the helper is the best, it is naturally the protagonist who is the best.

After John said this, the three little ones also realized the seriousness.

The heir to the secret room is the most dangerous one.

John commissioned the trio to find the heir to the Chamber of Secrets, and he went to Dumbledore's office.

It's just that when he came to the door, he was in trouble, he didn't have a password.