Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 74 Memory Projector (seeking monthly ticket)
In the auditorium, with the news that the three little wizards had won the special contribution award, all the little wizards became excited.

They chatted enthusiastically among themselves, and everyone wanted to know the truth about the Chamber of Secrets.

Under the gazes of several eyes, Harry, Hermione, and Ron went to Professor McGonagall to receive the huge trophy engraved with their names.

"My God, this thing is really heavy!" Ron was the first to reach out and take it from Professor Flitwick, almost hitting his foot.

Colin Creevey trotted over with his magic camera in his arms, "Hey, look over here, why don't you take a photo at such an important moment?"

Seeing this, Professor Lockhart, who was originally sitting on the seat, got up immediately, "I have a lot of experience in this. Weasley's position is obviously wrong, and he still has a little less experience in dealing with flashing lights."

Lockhart quickly walked towards the three little ones, and then adjusted their positions and postures in a serious manner.

Then, he occupied the most central position, and surrounded by the three little ones, he held up the special contribution award trophy, showing his signature bright smile.

With a "click", the magic camera shot out violent sparks, and Colin Creevey made an "OK" gesture.

"Excellent." Lockhart stuffed the heavy trophy back into Ron's hand, and walked back to his seat contentedly.

"Hey!" Ron protested softly, "what's this guy Lockhart up to?"

Harry continued: "Those who don't know may think that he won the special contribution award."

"Wait, this way!" Taking advantage of Lockhart's inattention, Hermione stopped Colin Creevey.

The three little ones held up the Special Contribution Award trophy together, got another one, and then hurried back to the dining table in the direction of Gryffindor.

Amidst the cheers and applause, more than a dozen little wizards from Gryffindor all surrounded them.

Some couldn't help reaching out to caress the trophy, while others asked about all the details with great interest.

"Professor McGonagall, can you tell me what happened to Harry Potter and others?" Some young wizards from other colleges said unconvinced.

With the three little ones sharing the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award, if there are no major problems, this year's House Cup should belong to Gryffindor House.

This fact made the young wizards in other colleges feel a little depressed.

"Of course, you have the right to know." Professor McGonagall nodded, then looked at Hardy, "Next, Professor Ollivander will tell you everything."

Facing a large group of gazes, Hardy slowly got up, then waved his wand, and said softly: "The equipment is flying!"

Ten seconds later, the oak door of the auditorium was opened, and an old-fashioned movie projector flew over the head of Filch, who was watching the door, and fell into Hardy's hands.

"Muggle items!" The little wizard with Muggle family background shouted first, "I know this, it's used to show movies in cinemas."

Holding his wand and knocking on the old-fashioned movie projector, Hardy cleared his throat, "Mr. Volker, I need to emphasize that this is an alchemy product."

After finishing speaking, as Hardy grasped the rocker on the side of the projector with his hand, it slowly began to rotate, and a blazing light began to shine in the wide and protruding lens.

"Professor Flitwick, I may need a little help from you." Hardy turned to look at him.

"Oh, Professor Ollivander, I'd be more than happy." Flitwick stood up. "Another interesting thing you want to show us?"

As Flitwick turned the wand in his hand, the ceiling of the entire auditorium began to quickly shrink all the light.

Soon, the entire auditorium was plunged into darkness, and everyone seemed to be in the dark night outside Hogwarts Castle.

When everything was ready, Hardy continued, "Next, I will use this projector to show the memories of the professors about the chamber of secrets incident for you to watch."

Hardy took out a roll of film tape from his wizard robe and embedded it in the projector. "To be honest, sorting out and editing the memories of the professors is not an easy task."

I tapped the projector with my wand, and turned the handle on the side, and a white light as thick as an arm was immediately projected onto the blank wall opposite the auditorium.

After seeing the figure of Ron Weasley appearing on the screen, the entire auditorium burst into loud exclamations.

"Ha! See? That's me, that's me." Ron excitedly forked a piece of cheese and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'm a movie star!"

With a "creak", Draco Malfoy pierced the dinner plate in front of him with a silver fork, staring blankly at Goyle and Crabbe.

The picture on the wall started from when Ron hurriedly found Hardy and Snape on Christmas night.

In the back, flashbacks, forward narrations, and flashbacks are used to intersect, and the whole process of solving the entire secret room incident is completely presented.

Of course, this is limited to what the professors want the young wizards to know, such as key information such as the exact location of the secret room, never appearing in the screen.

"Professor Ollivander, this is very interesting, can you tell us how it works?"

Professor Sprout couldn't help asking, she just saw Ron comically stumble into the pipe leading to the pipe, which caused the audience to laugh.

"Ron, I didn't know you went down the same way as I did." Hermione looked at each other with sympathy.

Seeing the twins on the side laughing so hard that tears were about to come out, Ron pursed his lips, "I said, why did the professor put this in?"

While watching, he explained, "I did it on purpose! You don't really think I'm that stupid, do you?"

Laughing one after another, no one paid attention to Ron's justification at all. He even saw Wood laughing and hugging his stomach and grunting with pain.

In front of the auditorium, faced with inquiries from several professors, Hardy explained, "Let me call this a memory projector."

"Through this device, we can project someone else's memory about something, and of course, store it temporarily in a film box."

Hardy shook the round iron box in his hand, "However, it is worth mentioning that the images projected by the projector may not be completely consistent with the facts."

"As you know, a person's memory of a certain event will become blurred over time, and will also change due to the influence and hint of other factors."

Pursing his lips, Professor McGonagall couldn't help sighing, "Perhaps, this is the charm of alchemy. I have a hunch that this thing will be of great use."

"Hey, isn't this thing tailor-made for me?" Lockhart fixed his eyes on the device in front of Hardy, like a cat seeing a mouse.

"Perhaps, it's time for a transition," Lockhart thought to himself, "Why do you have to cling to novels? I can definitely become a new movie star in the British wizarding world!"

In the auditorium, as the picture continued to advance, the cause and effect of the entire chamber of secrets incident began to be gradually revealed in front of all the little wizards.

When seeing the ferocious basilisk crawling out of the mouth of the Slytherin statue, many timid witches immediately covered their eyes.

"My God, Harry, how did you manage to face such a terrible monster?" Percy gasped and couldn't help saying.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at each other one after another, "We don't know, but we know in our hearts that we must not put other people in danger."

Ginny nodded, "Perhaps, this is why you were able to receive the Special Contribution Award."

(End of this chapter)