Is the Chamber of Secrets really opened? Why didn't the trap I laid sound! What a trap I'm so big!

Every time I exchange information with Myrtle, everything is normal, even if Myrtle spends a little of the day admiring boys.

But my trap hasn't been activated!

At this moment, someone had already recited aloud the words on the wall: "Darkness covers the earth, and I am the light that people look forward to in the darkness." ”

There is also a small love at the end of this sentence.

Zhang Xiao can't hold back anymore, it's Lockhart, right? Lockhart, it must be, right?

Who else but look at the whole of Hogwarts and write such a shameless sentence!

And is the writing on the wall supposed to be this? Shouldn't it be some secret room to open, be careful, heir or something?

"Let's Jean! Get out of the way! A cheerful voice came from the back of the crowd, and everyone turned around to find Lockhart wearing a gorgeous dark purple cloak today, struggling to squeeze forward.

"Don't panic! Your professor is here! Leave it to me. Oh well, it looks like you guys trust me. ”

The crowd suddenly dispersed neatly, revealing a passageway, and everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Lockhart muttered a few words, then straightened his robe, and walked through the passage that the little wizard had given him with his head held high, not forgetting to wave his hands to both sides, revealing his trademark smile:

"So you've found what I left for you."

He paused suddenly, his eyes glared at the boss, pointing to Filch, who was petrified in a curious pose, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Hell! What's going on? ”

The little wizard was silent, still staring at him with strange eyes.

Zhang Xiao carefully observed Lockhart's expression, and couldn't see anything, he could cheat in the wizarding world for so many years, except for the forgetfulness spell, of course, he also had other abilities, at least the writing level was very good.

More than that, he wanted to know how Filch had been petrified, and why the three of Harry had reappeared at the scene of the incident.

The corridor is the only way to the restaurant, and it is clean, and there are no water stains on the stone floor.

At Filch's feet was a bucket full of his usual cleaning utensils:

"Enchanted rags, mops, brushes, and Mrs. Skoll brand all-purpose magic stain remover."

Zhang Xiao ignored the crowd that had already started to make noise (Lockhart: Oh my God, that's terrible!). What about Headmaster Dumbledore? ）

Instead, they circled in front of the petrified two, and both Filch and Lady Loris looked in the same direction.

This should be where the basilisk is?

Shouldn't you die straight to eye with a basilisk? There's nothing to cover this one. No water stains, no mirrors, glass and anything like that.

From the perspective of a man and a cat, it is an empty wall, and the hall is turned around.

It's weird!

Retreating to the side of the three little ones with nervous and overwhelmed faces, he asked in a low voice:

"How did you end up here?"

Ron looked at Harry, swallowed, and whispered:

"Because in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, we messed up Lockhart's play.

He punished us for helping him write back to the fans honestly this is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen in my life, dear Gilderollo, I'm your Monana, be careful liver. Vomit! ”

Hermione's face was not good-looking, she still admired Lockhart very much at first, but after a few classes, she was completely disappointed in Lockhart:

"After we got back to those confession letters, we're going to find a place to relax, and Ron was right, those letters. It's really unappetizing! Then Harry said suddenly.

"Hermione, let's talk about it." Harry's face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and he said mysteriously:

"Not long after I came out, I heard a strange voice, a creepy, breathless, cold, vicious voice. That's what I followed to get here."

"But we didn't hear it!" Ron and Hermione let out a low cry together.

This must be the voice of the basilisk, right? Harry was parseltongue, so he could hear it, which wasn't surprising.

Zhang Xiao nodded and asked, "What's the content?" ”

Harry's expression suddenly became strange and confused, he scratched his hair, and said with some suspicion:

"I'm so uncomfortable. Under the weather. Why. The master doesn't want it? ”

？？？！！！

This, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these!

Is this basilisk serious?

"All the students! Back off! Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind.

The crowd looked behind them, only to see Dumbledore striding towards him with a serious face, followed by many professors.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped to the front and took a closer look at the stone statues of Filch and Lady Loris, and the writing on the walls.

"Come with me, Professor Lockhart." He said to Lockhart, "And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger. ”

His gaze swept to Zhang Xiao again, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "Zhang, you can come over too." ”

Zhang Xiao nodded, he was too curious!

Malfoy wanted to join in the fun, too, but Dumbledore had already turned and strode away, the petrified statue floating behind him, undulating slightly.

"Professor Lockhart, I remember your office seems to be the closest, upstairs."

"Yes"

The silent crowd parted to both sides and let them pass. Lockhart looked a little distressed and hurried after Dumbledore; Professor McGonagall and Snape followed.

As they walked into Lockhart's dimly lit office, there was a sudden commotion on the wall.

Lockhart is shown in several photos hiding in a panic, with curling irons in their hair.

Dumbledore waved his hand, and all the candles in the room lit up with a soft glow, and the entire office immediately lit up.

The stone statue slowly fell to the ground and began to examine it closely.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione nervously exchanged glances, then sat down on a few chairs that weren't lit by candlelight, and watched closely.

Zhang Xiao stood to the side, pinching her chin and thinking about the whole thing, and by the way, carefully looked at Lockhart's office to see if the damn diary was here.

The tip of Dumbledore's long, hooked nose almost touched the fur on Lady Loris and Filch's face.

He scrutinized them through the lenses of his half-moon glasses, his slender fingers poking and poking here and there.

Professor McGonagall squinted over the cat, her face almost touching the cat.

Snape stood behind them, half of his body hidden in the shadows, looking eerie.

The expression on his face was strange: as if he was desperately trying to restrain himself from laughing. Lockhart wandered around them, tugging at his hair.

Send something "How can this be! "My Halloween Teaser!"

Finally he asked tentatively:

"Is it a transfiguration torture spell?

I've seen people use this spell many times, and I'm sorry I wasn't there, I happened to know the spell that could have saved them."

At this point, Dumbledore whispered something strange and tapped Lady Loris with his wand, but there was no response: Lady Loris lay there stiff, like a freshly made specimen.

“.. I remember something very similar in Ouagadougou," Lockhart said, "and a series of attacks that I have detailed in my autobiography."

At that time, I provided various amulets to the local villagers, and the problem was solved at once."

As he spoke, the pictures of Lockhart on the wall all nodded in agreement. One of them forgot to remove his hairnet.

Finally, Dumbledore straightened up.

"It's not dead, it's just petrified!" He whispered, his face a little strange and solemn, "A very deep black magic.

More than that, I want to know, Gildero, what the writing on the wall means, that's your handwriting!

And the four of you, why are you there, it looks like you guys were the first to arrive. ”

"Three, Headmaster Dumbledore, I came late, just to the front."

Zhang Xiao hugged his shoulders and shrugged his shoulders and explained.

Dumbledore nodded, and looked at Lockhart with his blue eyes, and McGonagall and Snape also stared at him, especially Snape, who could clearly see that his hand had slowly slid towards the wand.

Lockhart became more and more nervous, and the portraits of him on the wall were hidden, and he carefully poked his head out of the picture frame to reveal half of his head with a curling iron.

He took a few steps back and said with a dry smile, "You don't think that I did it, do you?" ”

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)