Crabbe was beaten.

It was Ron's team.

It was a premeditated and organized attack. It was a bright and bright block the door in the auditorium, and then move directly.

Ron didn't bully him either.

Neither side used magic.

Real men fist to the flesh and fight each other passionately. And then...

Ron was then confined by Professor McGonagall, and Gryffindor was detained fifty points.

However, this deduction did not touch Ron in the slightest, and he was like a hero, and he was snatched by Professor McGonagall's ears to the screams of the lions cubs.

The affairs of the Chamber of Secrets did not affect the young wizards of Hogwarts at all.

How to say it.

After getting used to the magic of a certain King Arthur last semester, this group of little guys can be regarded as gaining knowledge, and one by one they are inflated.

Every day he shouts to punch the green dragon and kick the monster.

In this climate, the Chamber of Secrets was like a Weasley-like prank, and it didn't scare the little wizards at all.

...

"Harry is really unlucky."

During Gryffindor's public break, a group of lion cubs are sitting around the fire and eating hot pot.

"It's bad luck."

Melda picked up a piece of beef, blew it a few times, and then dipped it in the sauce and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Nobody was there. The Slytherin guys have been crazy about Harry these days. Hermione sat next to Melda and said dissatisfied.

"I'm nothing—" Harry himself didn't think it was a big deal, after all, he was just being talked about, and he didn't lose a piece of meat.

"But what the hell is a secret room?"

"Melda, do you know?" I don't know anything, ask Melda, Harry has been used to it for a year.

"Secret room?"

After taking a few sips of juice, Melda explained, "It's just a rumor..."

"Rumors?"

It's Melda's story time again, and the little lions hurry up and prick up their ears to listen.

"Uh... Legend has it that one of the founders of Hogwarts, Slytherin himself, once secretly built a secret room in the castle. I don't know what's in there, but I guess it's a monster. ”

"That old fellow, who had always felt that Muggle-born wizards were not qualified to study magic, was ostracized by the other three founders, and finally left Hogwarts, and it is said that after he left, there were rumors at Hogwarts that when his heir returned, he would release the monsters in the secret room and cleanse the whole of Hogwarts."

"Cleaning?" Hermione raised an eyebrow, a slight puzzle in her tone.

"Probably get all the Muggle-born wizards out, or—" Meldabi gestured to cut her neck.

"No wonder the current Slytherin is like this, it turns out that they have not been good people since their ancestors." Fred stared at the hot pot in front of him and said disdainfully.

"Actually, when Slytherin was active, there would be frequent fights between Muggles and wizards, wizards would kill Muggles, and Muggles would persecute underage wizards."

His fears weren't unfounded, after all, in those circumstances, no one knew if a Muggle-born wizard would turn his gun towards him after learning magic. Melda explained slowly.

If you really talk about the era of wizards thousands of years ago, that's true.

Not enough Melda didn't have the leisure to explain this.

It can only be said that all kinds of systems and trends of thought are closely related to the times in which he lived, and some trends of thought and systems that seem unbelievable to people today were reasonable at that time.

"Anyway, he can secretly raise a monster in the castle, and in that regard, Slytherin himself is probably not a good man." Seamus said sharply on the side.

"Now that the Chamber of Secrets has been opened, the Slytherin heir has returned?" Hermione looked at Melda in surprise.

"I—" Melta was about to reply. Suddenly interrupted.

...

"Melda!"

...

"Huh? Professor McGonagall? How did you get here? ”

The person who came was none other than the current acting Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall. She wears a Scottish plaid shirt. Dressed in a dark green robe. The hair is coiled in the back of the head. Looks very capable.

"Headmaster Dumbledore sent a letter from the United States." As she spoke, Professor McGonagall pulled a letter from her cuff. Then he handed it to Melda: "It's for you." ”

“？”

"Headmaster Dumbledore wrote me?"

When did we have such a big face?

Having said that, Melda did not dare to slack off in her hands, and quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks calmly, and took the letter from Professor McGonagall's hand.

After taking it apart, I glanced at it roughly.

It's not that Melda doesn't respect Dumbledore, it's just that there are only nine words in the letter.

Six words are still in Professor McGonagall's handwriting.

It was obvious that Old Deng had added three words to Professor McGonagall's letter and sent it back in an envelope.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened." This is Professor McGonagall's original text.

And Deng Xiao's comment is just three words.

"Fix it!"

“？？？”

Does this sound like what a principal says to a student? Fix it? I'll take the head to solve it.

"Melda? What did Headmaster Dumbledore write to you? Hermione, who was sitting next to Melda, had a curious look, which hindered the girl's reserve, otherwise she would have stretched her neck to lean.

"Here you go."

Melda handed the letter to Hermione.

Then he turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "Is the old headmaster mistaken, (old Deng Tou is not confused) let me solve it?" ”

How can I be?

Melda shouted in her heart.

"It's from Albus. It's his handwriting. ”

"Although I don't understand why he believes in you so much, but since he believes in you so much, then I will also give you the support I can."

With that, Professor McGonagall pulled another manuscript out of her cuff and handed it to Melda.

"This is a dossier of an accident that occurred when the Chamber of Secrets was last opened."

Melda took the manuscript.

"If you have any questions, you can come to my office."

With that, Professor McGonagall left in a hurry.

Left behind the Gryffindor people with a bewildered face.

Is it so sloppy?

Melda squirted in the bottom of her heart. Don't you think you're just a second-year wizard?

"Melda! Headmaster Dumbledore asked you to deal with this? ”

Hermione held the letter from the United States in her hand and looked at Melda with a look of disbelief.

"What do you think? There are so many professors, why would they find a second-year wizard to solve this problem? ”

"How do I know!"

Melda shoved the dossier from Professor McGonagall to Hermione, then sat down again, picking up the dishes and chopsticks.

"What do you want to do? Eat, eat, the meat is going to be cooked! ”