"Say something, Harry!"

Amosta, Hagrid, and Harry, each with a bunch of thoughts in their hearts, and no one spoke, which made Ron very anxious, and he looked at Amosta curiously for a while, and secretly winked at Harry, and was very busy.

It was Amosta who broke the deadlock first, and he nodded at Harry, smiling warmly,

"I spent the night resting with Professor Snape last night, and he and I had a heart-to-heart conversation about what he thought of you."

Harry's beating heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by a big cold hand, and a chill swept through his body from the inside out.

Without asking, he knew what Snape would probably say, and Harry clenched his fists in nervousness, and just as he racked his brains to say something to defend himself, Amosta's next words pulled him out of the abyss of fear.

"Of course, those evaluations only represent Professor Snape's personal opinions, and may not be objective, and I personally believe that if you want to understand a person, you have to rely on your own eyes to observe, and it is not advisable to blindly listen to other people's opinions."

Harry's towering shoulders suddenly let go, like a suffocating man finally enjoying the fresh air again!

Looking at the little wizard who was choking nervously, Amosta smiled inwardly, probably understanding why Harry Potter acted like a chilling figure in front of him.

In normal times, Amosta might have teased him again, but the information that popped into his head just now made Amosta have no prank ideas, and he has to hurry up to confirm something.

"By the way, Hagrid, I forgot to tell you that it wasn't the Ministry of Magic that commissioned me to investigate the Chamber of Secrets, but the Hogwarts Board of Trustees---"

He exchanged a few words with the cowering Hagrid, then hurried away, and as he walked around the corner of the stairs, Amosta, who suddenly remembered, waved at Hagrid, who was standing on a high place, and then disappeared.

When Amosta's footsteps were completely gone, and the three people in front of the stairs exhaled in unison, Ron immediately couldn't wait to express his opinion,

"He's scary, isn't he!"

Ron's ears were red, and he looked excited, "When he looked at me, it felt like he was facing Dumbledore, although it looked friendly, but you just didn't dare to come out!" ”

"He does feel very different!"

The frightened Harry immediately nodded in agreement, recalling Brian's recognizable eyes, secretly comparing them to Dumbledore's penetrating gaze, intending to divide him in two.

"I never thought a Slytherin wizard could be so polite when talking to people other than in a disgustingly oily tone or cynicism, did I, Hagrid!"

Perhaps because Amostati didn't mention to cross-examine himself, Harry's restlessness from the morning vanished, and his mood became very excited, and after his worries were put down, his curiosity naturally overflowed again,

"Mr. Bryan was here just now, Hagrid, why don't you just ask him if you have any questions?"

Hagrid didn't respond to Harry's questioning, his cheeks bulging high, and he stared at the corner of the stairs like a dead mouse in his mouth.

"Aha, a wonderful misunderstanding!"

Harry and Ron were startled by Hagrid's sudden startled voice, and before they could complain, Hagrid smiled brightly,

"I see, it's the school board, not the Ministry of Magic, they probably just want to deal with it!"

"What are you talking about, Hagrid?" Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Ron frowned and asked, "Do you have to be mysterious?" ”

"I've told you, Ron!"

Hagrid held up a finger and happily dangled it in front of him, "I'm hiding nothing from you... I'm sorry, Harry, I have to go back now, Tooth is still waiting for me to feed me at home, I don't want it to tear my bed apart because it can't find anything to eat! ”

………………

As he passed through the foyer, Amosta stopped and glanced at the Great Hall, where Professor Snape seemed to have left the school to go home, Professor McGonagall was still busy in his small office, and there was not a single professor in the empty Great Hall, and he had only seen two very large wizards at the Slytherin table, eating and drinking, and not noticing Amosta's gaze.

The two students' exuberant appetites caused Amosta to rub his stomach again, but instead of stepping in, he walked straight into the basement passageway.

He had walked through this labyrinthine underground passage for seven years, and even though he had been gone for three years, the memories engraved in his body could still allow him to discern the direction without thinking.

"Oh, I forgot the password!"

Amosta came to a dark brown stone wall and patted his head in frustration.

There were only two paths in front of Amosta now, either wait here and see if anyone came in or out, or go through the underground passage again and go to the Great Hall to seek the help of the two young Slytherin wizards, Amosta frowned and thought for two seconds, and decided to choose the third path.

"Glory ---"

Amosta muttered to the stone wall, but nothing happened.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be this, then... Let me think about --- Holy Family? ”

The stone wall still didn't move, and Amosta tried several more times with a frown, and finally, he guessed uncertainly, "Purebloods?" ”

The click--- stone door finally opened.

"Ho ho, it's still the same old routine!"

Amosta smiled happily, proud of his wit, and stepped into the wall, surveying the changes in the Slytherin common room.

Deep underground, the common room next to the Black Lake was so eerie and green that even a burning fireplace couldn't save it from its eerie atmosphere.

"I thought it would be two hours before I saw you guys back!"

In front of the fireplace, a lazy voice came from a high-backed chair with its back to the door, and the owner of the voice did not seem to have completely escaped the voice change period, so it sounded particularly scathing.

"Could it be that you two finally destroyed Hogwarts?"

"I suppose you must be Draco Malfoy."

Bang!

The moment he heard Amosta's voice, Draco jerked his quill away, and he reacted in a second, his whole body lunging behind a couch beside him, and by the time he landed, his wand in his palm.

"Who are you and how did you get in!"

Amosta's eyelids twitched slightly, and he was slightly surprised by the blonde-haired gray-eyed little wizard's imminent reaction.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Malfoy."

Ignoring the fact that he was being pointed at by a wand, Amosta smiled lightly, "My name is Amosta Blaine... Well, may I sit down and say, Mr. Malfoy..."

"So--"

Twenty minutes later, when Amosta finally explained where he came from, Malfoy's eyes lit up, and he raised his chin to look at Amosta as if he were testing whether his domestic servant was qualified.

"My dad sent you? I think you should know, he's one of the twelve members of the board of directors of this school, it's weird, I thought he was going to find a way to kick Old Man Dumbledore out of the school, and as a result, his solution was to send you? ”

Amosta was not at all surprised by the arrogance shown by the little Mr. Malfoy in front of him, he was from Slytherin House, and he knew exactly what the descendants of pure-blood families were like when he went to school.

But... Lucius Malfoy planning to kick Dumbledore out of school?

This is really interesting news, which is why he voted against the Greengrass family in the vote, because he was afraid that he would do something bad?

"That's right... Since you are the Inquisitor! ”

Draco Malfoy's pale face suddenly turned red, as if he suddenly remembered something,

"Gryffindor's Sage Potter is the legendary Harry Potter, I think you've heard of him!"

Malfoy stood up excitedly and glared at Amosta with wide eyes, "What rights do you have, Brian, can you expel a student, if you can help me kick him out of school, I can ask my dad to give you a large sum of money!" ”

Amosta was accustomed to this high-spirited attitude, and he leaned back in a soft chair, his tone unwavering,

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Malfoy, you're reporting to me that Harry Potter is the heir to Slytherin, aren't you?"

"I didn't say that," Malfoy muttered quietly, not noticing that Amosta was no longer smiling, "just a slacker who only mixes with mudbloods and is willing to degrade himself deserves to be associated with the great Slytherin?" ”

Amosta's expression moved slightly, Draco Malfoy was the kind of 'personality' that was very distinct, even in the team of pure-blood wizard descendants.

"But what does it matter!"

Malfoy suddenly turned around, waving his arms in exasperation, "Brian, I just need Potter to get out of school, if you need an excuse, then, I can tell you--- he's a parseltongue, I think you know what that means!" ”

"Ah---h

Amosta sat up straight, his eyes twitching, Snape hadn't mentioned this to him last night... Since the young wizards of Slytherin knew the news, it made no sense that Snape wouldn't know. 

"You did tell me something interesting, Mr. Malfoy."

Amosta nodded to Malfoy, "But, I'm sorry to tell you that I don't have the right to expel a student, and I wouldn't recommend Headmaster Dumbledore to expel him unless I confirm who attacked Creevey and Fenrieri." ”

"You weren't sent by my father."

Malfoy's face suddenly turned cold, and he understood that the man in front of him didn't seem to be in the same group as him.

"And what are you doing here?" Malfoy's face was full of mockery, "Do you think I opened the Chamber of Secrets, so you want to send me to Azkaban?" ”

"Actually,"

Amosta smiled and stood up,

"It's a shame to say... When I was studying at this school, I seemed to have secretly hidden something in the dormitory, but then I didn't know why I forgot about it, and I didn't remember it until I was a little stimulated just now..."