Charon didn't think the little ones could be dangerous, just troublemakers.

These little elves were iron-blue, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and very sharp and piercing voices, as if many budgies were arguing. As soon as the covers were removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, shake the cage grille, and make all sorts of weird grimaces at those who came nearby.

"Well," Lockhart cried out, "look what you do with them!" He opened the cage door.

It's a mess. The elves flew around like rockets. Two of them grabbed Neville by the ears and picked him up. A few others rushed out of the window and removed a floor of broken glass in the back row of the classroom. The rest wreak havoc in the classroom, more powerful than a rampaging rhinoceros. They grabbed inkwells and threw them at the class, tore books and paper to shreds, tore pictures from the walls, turned waste bins upside down, and threw bags and textbooks out of broken windows. A few minutes later, half of the class was hiding under the desk, Neville swinging on the chandelier.

"Come on, get them together, get them together, they're just pixies...... Lockhart shouted. He rolled up his sleeves and waved his wand and shouted, "Peschipixipestromy!"

To no avail, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window. Lockhart gasped and slid under the lectern table, nearly being smashed by Neville as the chandelier fell off almost instantly.

The bell rang for the end of class, and everyone rushed out desperately. Lockhart straightened up and saw a leisurely Charon, surrounded by unconscious elves. He pointed at Charon and said, "Good job, Ciel, I'll give Gryffindor ten points, now please put the rest in the cage." Then he flashed out of the classroom and closed the door as soon as he got out.

Charon looked at the chaotic scene, waved his wand and issued a screen-clearing move - "Chaos Impact", a shock wave of necromantic magic was generated out of thin air, catching up with one elf after another, and suddenly fell to the ground like rain, dizzy on the ground, unable to get up. Harry and Hermione on the side applauded, and Ron was startled, sure enough, it was a necromancer, and it was this kind of horror as soon as he made a move.

"Alright, Harry and Ron, help stuff them in the cage!" Charon asked everyone to help.

"Can you trust him?" Ron yelled, grabbing a pokew and stuffing it into the cage.

"Obviously, this is a who likes to brag." Charon commented causticly.

"He just wanted to give us some practice," Hermione retorted, as she stuffed the two elves back into their cages.

"Practice?" Harry grabbed a pixie and stuck its tongue out at him, "Hermione, he doesn't know what he's doing. ”

"Nonsense," said Hermione, "you've all read his books - think of the amazing things he did......"

"It's just that he said he did it." Ron muttered.

"yes, I think it's just a fiction!" Charon asserted.

During the school year, Charon wanted to make some changes. He no longer wants to be like other little wizards, follow the rules in class, and complete his homework honestly.

In fact, he found that most of the classes had no effect on his strength, especially the Defence Against the Dark Arts class. In addition, the Magical Plants class, the Magical Beasts class, the History of Magic, and the Stargazing class are not very useful, and the Potions class, the Charms class, and the Transfiguration class are somewhat useful, but these are just the accumulation of knowledge.

Therefore, this school year, Charon spent more time on the study and inheritance of his family heritage, which made him a little unsociable. He didn't answer questions much in class, and he was always in a daze, in fact, this was because he was cultivating the Golden Guan Yu Lock Twenty-Four Decisions to control the necromantic mana. As for the content of the class, naturally Hermione helped him cheat and deal with the teacher's questions.

Charon discovered that the twenty-four techniques of the Golden Guan Jade Lock were concept-based cultivation methods that spanned different cultivation methods and could all play a role. Even if Charon can't cultivate True Qi, using the Twenty-Four Tricks of the Golden Guan Jade Lock to control the necromantic magic will still work. This was also the inspiration he got after seeing Tan Zhenren also practice this exercise during the summer vacation.

Of course, Hermione didn't fully agree with Charon's approach. But she also traveled through the Chinese cultivation world with Charon, and she knew the breadth and profundity of Eastern methods, and since Charon chose to strengthen her family's inheritance, she couldn't say that there was anything wrong. Anyway, with Charon's strength, it would be a piece of cake to master the content required in class.

Wood had some hopes for the title, but when they found out that Team Slicklin had replaced their latest broomstick Wheels 2001, their confidence was devastated.

When Harry returned, he spoke of it with a dejected expression.

Ron said with a look of disdain and anger: "That Malfoy is really shameless, in order to become a Seeker for the Slytherin team, his father sponsored the latest Halo 2001 for everyone on the team!" ”

"What's the point of saying that?" Harry hung his head, "His family's money is also a kind of ability, you haven't seen it, that new model flies so fast, we can't fight against it at all." ”

"If you want, I can also ask my father to sponsor it!" Charon had an idea.

"You're not on the team, why do you want to sponsor? What's more, you yourself are from Slytherin, how can you not sponsor your own house to sponsor other houses?! This suggestion was directly rejected by Harry.

"Forget it, we can win them on our own!" Harry has a lot of fighting spirit!

The days that followed were uneventful, with Charon busy with his own business, busy and low-key, and rarely participating in group activities.

Charon had a connection with the Huaxia cultivation world during the summer vacation, and he also deliberately bought some pills and medicinal materials that he could use, he himself had money, materials and channels, plus the entire forbidden forest as a back garden, alchemy medicine was naturally not a problem. These pills don't need to be taken out for money, all of them are left for yourself and your friends to enhance your strength.

Of course, Harry and Ron don't cultivate internal strength, and can only eat some low-level pills such as body strengthening pills, but Rao is like this, and their physical fitness is far better than that of similar young wizards, which gives them an obvious advantage in many aspects, especially in Quidditch matches. Hermione has cultivated some internal strength, her body agility is far beyond ordinary people, and her strength can be regarded as a female tyrannosaurus. Of course, she also obeyed Charon's arrangement and tried not to show it.

Charon was busy and quietly living his second year at his own pace, until an unexpected event made him turn his head for a while.

Nick, who was almost headless, the ghost sent an invitation to Charon, and this year's Halloween will be his 500th birthday. He wanted Charon and friends to attend. Neither Harry nor Ron had ever attended the Ghost's death, and they were a little curious and agreed.

The whole death party was filled with a cold and bleak atmosphere, and this atmosphere was what the ghosts liked the most. Charon was used to it, and he had a good conversation with the ghosts. All the ghosts welcomed Charon to the party and treated him with great respect. Especially Nick, who almost lost his head, was full of pride.

But it wasn't all so good for Harry and Ron. After all, this is a ghost party, for the living, it is cold and cold, there is nothing to eat and play, it is simply boring! Not suitable for living people at all!

Harry and Ron held on for a while, but they couldn't take it anymore, and Charon had to find a reason to say goodbye and leave with them. Just when the three of them came to a secluded hallway, they suddenly discovered something.

On the wall in front of him, something was shining. They slowly approached, squinting to make out in the darkness. Between the two windows, on the wall a foot above the ground, there was some scribbling, shimmering in the light of the burning torches.

The Chamber of Secrets was opened.

Those who are enemies of the heirs, be wary.

"What's that—hanging underneath?" Ron said, his voice shaky.

They approached cautiously, and Harry almost slipped: there was a large pool of water on the ground. Ron grabbed him, and little by little they approached the sign, their eyes fixed on a dark shadow below. The two of them saw what it was at the same time, and jumped backwards in fright, making a splash.

It was Mrs. Loris, the janitor's cat, with its tail hanging from the torch holder, its body stiff as a plank, and its eyes wide open, staring straight at her.

They stood motionless for a few seconds, and then Ron said, "What's going on, Charon, do you know?" ”

Charon stepped forward to see that the cat still had life force, and it didn't look like it had been struck by necromantic magic.

"It seems to be just petrified, not dead yet!"

"Let's get out of here." Ron was relieved to hear that the cat was not dead, and he suggested leaving quickly, he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Should we try to salvage—" Harry said not very fluently.

"I can't solve this magic!" Charon's necromancy is only good at destroying, not repairing.

"Listen to me, let's get out of here," Ron said, "we don't want to be found here." ”。

However, it was too late. A low clamor of noise, like thunder in the distance, told them that the feast had just ended. From both ends of the corridor they were in, the sound of hundreds of feet climbing the stairs and the cheerful laughter of people after a full meal could be heard. Then, the students pushed and shoved into the aisle from both ends.

When the person in front saw the upside-down cat, the boisterous and chirping suddenly disappeared. Charon, Harry, and Ron stood alone in the middle of the hallway, and the students fell silent as they rushed forward to watch the horrific scene.