A day at Hogwarts

"Boom boom boom!"

Dumbledore tapped the armor on the side of the corridor with the Elder Wand. He tried all the original and quick appearances just now. He even used the Scarpin Revealing Charm to analyze the potion, but he couldn't find it. There is no trace left by the spell, not even the "McGonzoll's Happy Curse" that other armors have.

It doesn't have the magic spell that others have, which means it has a problem.

But the armor in the castle is checked every once in a while, and no abnormalities have been found before.

Dumbledore thought for a long time, thinking that the person who tampered with this armor before had a very clever skill of hiding the spell, and in order not to reveal his own information, he emptied it all after the spell was activated, leaving no trace.

He couldn't find any clues on the armor, so he turned to look at the wooden door on the wall.

There are endless secret rooms in the castle, Dumbledore has seen a few, and plans to build one himself when the time comes.

It's just that the secret room in front of me is a bit strange. The material is ancient, but the structure of the spell is hundreds of years later than the material.

While Dumbledore was thinking, inside the chamber, Charles and Professor Flitwick were trembling together.

The arm-thick lightning flashed one after another in the secret room, and no one doubted that he would mature if he was struck by it.

Now only a small area behind the door is safe, but this safe area is gradually shrinking, and the lightning is getting closer.

Through the lightning, one could see a stone platform at the other end of the secret room more than 20 meters away, on which something was placed, and it would be safe to take this thing away according to the usual routine.

It's just that neither Charles nor Professor Flitwick can use the spell now, nor can Charles' pouch be opened.

This is the death of the wizard.

"I can only find a way to open the door!" Professor Flitwick's expression was unprecedentedly serious. "If it was left by the previous professors, they would not put the students to death. They must have left a way to escape."

So Charles turned back with him to study the wooden door, tapping here and clicking there, trying to find the place to surrender.

After an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly opened.

The formulas outside the door were all there, and Dumbledore just tapped with his wand, and the door opened.

Later, Professor Flitwick recorded what happened next in his memoirs:

"Smith and I anxiously searched for a way out of the secret room, but found nothing. There was no mechanism on the door, and the spell still couldn't be used. The lightning was getting closer and closer to us, and I felt my hair standing on end. The door suddenly opened , I saw Dumbledore standing in front of the door, smiling and saying to us, 'Mr. Flitwick, Mr. Smith, you are so lucky.' That moment reminded me of that summer night ten years ago, when a large group The owl sent me a letter telling me that Voldemort had been defeated. It was the same feeling, saying to myself, ah, I can finally live."

"Smith often said later that 'villains die by talking too much'. Every time I heard this sentence, I thought about what happened next. If Dumbledore hadn't spoken to us at that time, we would have left the Chamber of Secrets immediately, he You won't be kicked into the secret room by that weird armor like us."

"I later learned that Voldemort was never as desperate as he was when he came back."

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"Not even my father kicked me like that!" Dumbledore shouted back at the closed wooden door.

"Armor protection... huh?"

Dumbledore immediately discovered the seriousness of the problem, the spell was useless, and the apparition was useless.

Professor Flitwick came back to his senses and asked him, "Albus, what can you do?"

The lightning was still three fists away from them, and Dumbledore's hair and long beard were fluffed up by the static, just like Hagrid.

The expression on Dumbledore's face also became serious, and he tried again, pointing his wand at his temple, and then pulled out a large cloud of silver-white gas.

He was going to the kitchen to get his nightcap, and in the other hand he held a large empty glass, which the silver gas just filled.

Dumbledore handed the big cup of memory to Flitwick, and said very solemnly: "If anything happens to me, give it to Potter."

Then he said: "I'm going to explore the road."

After speaking, Dumbledore walked into the lightning without hesitation.

I saw a flash of lightning hit Dumbledore, instantly making his body stiff, emitting a faint white smoke, and he was not dead.

Charles and Professor Flitwick were taken aback when Dumbledore was only one step away from them.

Seeing that he could still move, Dumbledore continued to walk towards the stone platform deep in the chamber.

It's just that both Charles and Professor Flitwick were dumbfounded, because Dumbledore trembled every step, and after being struck by lightning countless times, he circled around the secret room and returned to the door.

"Huh?!" Dumbledore was obviously frightened when he saw the two people, "I just saw the stone platform in front of me, and I'll be there after just one more step. Why are you back?"

While speaking, he was exhaling smoke rings, his whole body looked burnt, his hands trembled a little, and he didn't seem to be fatally injured.

Professor Flitwick said: "I saw you come back around the room. It seems that there is a very powerful confusion spell here."

"I'll try it. It seems that the damage of these lightning bolts is not as great as expected."

After speaking, he returned the cup of memory to Dumbledore, and took out a handkerchief to cover his eyes to minimize the interference of the confusion spell.

But it didn't work. Professor Flitwick was able to walk in a straight line at first, but he started to turn halfway, and finally returned to the door.

Seeing the two professors receiving so many calls for nothing, Charles said thoughtfully, "Is this secret room only open to students? Neither of you is a student, so you can't walk to the stone platform."

Dumbledore and Flitwick felt that it made sense, so they made a "please" gesture together.

Charles hesitated looking at the lightning in front of him, and then the two coughed deliberately.

There was no other way but to bite the bullet.

Charles saw a dense flash of lightning not far away, his heart lit up, and he rushed there immediately.

He guessed right, these lightning bolts need cooling time, the more they appear, the longer it will take, and he stood there for more than a second without being shocked.

At this time, another flash of lightning appeared three meters away, and he rushed over quickly, but nothing happened.

Dumbledore and Flitwick watched nervously as Charles ran and jumped and rolled over, dodging lightning strike after strike.

They also noticed this phenomenon just now, but they are old and can't move like young people.

I saw Charles advancing and retreating, left and right, making a big circle around the secret room, and finally came to the stone platform.

There was no more lightning, and Dumbledore and Flitwick were relieved.

Charles saw a scroll of parchment on the stone platform, and immediately reached out to take it and open it.

There was nothing on the parchment a moment ago, and a line of words appeared a moment later: "Do you think this is the end?"

When Dumbledore and Flitwick saw Charles pick up the things on the stone platform, they were finally relieved and could go out.

The next moment, the lightning in the secret room became denser than ever before, and all struck Charles.