Save the world from Hogwarts

Dumbledore looked at Gilderoy Lockhart silently.

Filch's eyes were still empty, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Zhen saw a drop of cold sweat streaming down Gilderoy Lockhart's shiny forehead.

After a long time, Dumbledore laughed: "Well, maybe I remembered it wrong. In that case, Professor Lockhart should go back first."

Gilderoy Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left Professor McGonagall's office.

Dumbledore comforted Filch and promised that he would cure Mrs. Norris, and Filch left in despair.

After Filch left, Dumbledore turned to Lin Zhen: "Harry, would you like to help send Mrs. Norris to the hospital wing? Before curing it, we need to trouble Bobby to take care of it."

Lin Zhen obediently stepped forward and picked up the stiff Mrs. Norris, and turned around hesitantly to look at Dumbledore before walking out of the office.

Dumbledore stood in front of his desk and smiled encouragingly at him.

Lin Zhen hugged Mrs. Loris and left.

Is this a trial or does Dumbledore think there will be no danger next?

Lin Zhen was thinking while paying attention to the movements around her.

Ron and Hermione still needed Professor McGonagall to escort them back to the Gryffindor Lounge. The lounge was not far from Professor McGonagall's office.But Dumbledore reassured him that he would go to the hospital wing alone and then return to the remote Ravenclaw lounge.

Mrs. Norris in her arms felt like she was holding a warm cat-shaped stone.

Lin Zhen quickened her pace and soon arrived at the door of the medical wing.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the door opened and Snape appeared at the door with an expressionless face.

Lin Zhen raised her eyebrows in surprise. Before he could say anything, Snape stretched out his hand, took Mrs. Norris in his arms, turned around and strode into the hospital wing.

Lin Zhen raised her legs to follow, and followed Snape step by step.Madam Pomfrey waited for them in front of an empty bed.

Perhaps on my way here, Professor Dumbledore told them through some means, possibly the fireplace.

Snape laid Madam Norris gently on the bed and examined her with Madam Pomfrey.

"Petrified," Madam Pomfrey said.

Snape put away his wand, glanced sideways at Lin Zhen who was standing aside, and then said, "I can brew the potion, but I still lack the most important ingredient."

"Is it mandrake?" Lin Zhen interrupted.

Madam Pomfrey turned to Lin Zhen happily: "Yes, that's right. Harry, you are really talented in potions. I want to thank you for always brewing potions for the hospital wing. The students said that the potions you brewed are The medicine tastes much better than Severus's."

Lin Zhen felt that Severus's face darkened suddenly, but Madam Pomfrey was still smiling without noticing.

Lin Zhen quickly acted modestly and shyly, and Snape snorted heavily, tossed his robe, and left.

"Follow me, savior." Snape's voice came coldly from the door.

Lin Zhen smiled sheepishly at Madam Pomfrey and quickly chased after her.

Snape walked quickly and silently, the hem of his robe billowing out in black waves behind him.

"Severus" Lin Zhen ran to Snape's side in a few steps and carefully observed Snape's face.

Snape kept walking, raised his chin and glanced at Lin Zhen: "Why is the savior so valuable?"

"Are you angry?" Lin Zhen asked.

Snape looked straight ahead: "This has nothing to do with the Savior who is always testing the edge of danger."

Lin Zhen was a little dumbfounded. He just happened to meet this incident by chance, but he didn't expect that Snape would be angry.

"It was an accident, Severus." Lin Zhen explained innocently while trying to keep up with Snape, "I just left Professor Dumbledore, and something happened when I came down."

"Troublesome," Snape muttered quietly.

Lin Zhen didn't hear clearly for a moment, but looking at Snape's expression, he seemed to be less angry.

He tasted it carefully and felt that Snape now looked a bit like a worried old father.

"Severus, do you know the secret room?" Lin Zhen asked curiously.

"You're expecting your Potions Master to know all this nonsense," Snape replied coldly.

Lin Zhen was at a loss for words, feeling that it might not be a good time to talk to Snape tonight.

There was silence all the way, and Snape sent Lin Zhen to the Ravenclaw lounge and left.

The sun will be a bit strong on Saturday, and Quidditch player selections for each house will be held this weekend.

The Gryffindor selection was launched first, and Ron signed up with confidence.Lin Zhen and others were waiting for Ron's good news in the library.

They chose the most remote corner of the library. Hermione whispered to Draco what happened last night, and Lin Zhen supplemented on the side.

The incident with Mrs. Norris had not spread among the students, and Draco seemed quite surprised when he learned what had happened.

"I think Gilderoy Lockhart should know something." Draco thought for a while and said slowly, "He may know the Chamber of Secrets, or know what caused Mrs. Norris to become petrified."

Lin Zhen agreed: "Yes, if he really doesn't know anything, according to his usual behavior, even if he doesn't understand at all, he will pretend that he can help instead of directly saying that he can't."

Hermione frowned and said, "I always feel that Gilderoy Lockhart is not that simple. I suspect that this external image of him is entirely created intentionally by him."

"Not talking about Gilderoy Lockhart," Draco pondered slightly, "I'm more curious about the secret room on the wall and the heir."

"There is a mention about heirs in a school history of Hogwarts." Hermione said, "It is said that the four giants of Hogwarts all have their own heirs, but I have no impression of anything about the Chamber of Secrets. It’s mentioned in the book.”

"This kind of behavior is a bit Slytherin." Draco held the quill and said, "As for the Chamber of Secrets, I'll write and ask Dad."

"I've been selected for the college team." Ron was extremely excited.

They chose to take their food to Black Lake for a picnic.

"What position?" Draco asked. Sunday morning was the selection for the Slytherin House team. Draco was determined to get it.

Ron smiled stupidly: "Keeper."

Draco nodded: "Then wait until Slytherin wins the Academy Cup."

"Humph" Ron hummed provocatively, "Gryffindor is very interested in this year's House Cup."

Draco gritted his teeth bitterly. Ever since he lost to Ron at wizard chess, he had been looking for opportunities to defeat Ron elsewhere.

Hermione covered her mouth and laughed softly, and Lin Zhen pretended not to notice the smell of gunpowder between Draco and Ron.