Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

"...That's what happened, Principal Trimble." Stephen introduced his experience to the principals in as concise terms as possible.

"So the Ravenclaw library has a lot of books?" Headmaster Derwent asked thoughtfully.

"I think there should be as many as two Hogwarts libraries." Stephen thought for a moment. The Ravenclaw library was indeed quite large, and the bookshelves were densely packed.

"Then I have to remind Dumbledore to look there. I always feel that there are too few books in the school."

"No, I think we should consider it carefully, because there are still many forbidden magics in it." Trimble objected.

"Don't you specialize in the defense of black magic? With that knowledge of black magic, you can get more cracking methods." Principal Derwent started to argue with him.

Stephen looked at them and felt a little headache. Every time they always brought the whole topic to a wrong angle.

"Hey boy, tell me what's in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets." Phoenix quietly pulled the rag from his mouth and appeared in his portrait.

"Come on, Phoenix." Principal Dippet walked to Phineas's portrait and picked up the rag, "I think you want the feeling of being gagged all the time again."

"I'm just listening, don't be like this Armando."

"When I entered, in Slytherin's office..." Stephen said briefly.

"That's it." Phineas looked at Stephen with doubt in his eyes, "Boy, you didn't bring anything with you."

"Snake language manual, do you want to read it?" Stephen fumbled for a while, took out the snake language manual and shook it at Phineas.

"Hmph, I already know such a simple language, okay? All I need is... mmmmmm"

"I think you can shut up, Phineas." Principal Moore grabbed the rag and stuffed it into Phineas' mouth. "We are tired of hearing your funny stories."

"Stephen, according to what you said before, is the magic over the restaurant really the work of Gryffindor?" Principal Moore looked at Stephen. Trimble and Devont also stopped arguing and turned to look at Stephen. .

"Why don't they care about the hidden crisis in the school?" Stephen was helpless, but still nodded.

"I think so. This starry sky is probably not the work of Principal Hufflepuff. She prefers food, doesn't she?"

"It seems that the school history will be revised again." Principal Dippet said happily, and several principals nodded in agreement with his point of view.

"Don't worry, Stephen. As for the person you are talking about, Dumbledore has paid attention to him a long time ago. He thinks that we and other professors should give him more time." Principal Trimble saw Stephen's confusion. , opened his mouth to explain.

"How many things does Dumbledore master?" Stephen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Dumbledore really seemed to know everything.

"Thank you, Principal Trimble."

"You're welcome, Stephen." Principal Trimble smiled and waved his hand, "But you must be careful. I think when he knows that you are fine, he will definitely find a way to cause you trouble again."

"I understand, Principal Trimble." Stephen nodded, "I will take appropriate measures to protect myself. But"

The principals looked at Stephen, waiting for him to finish.

"But can you tell me who it is?" Stephen thought that the principals must know the true identity of his attacker.

The principals looked at each other, and Principal Derwent finally spoke, "Dumbledore asked us not to say anything casually, but if he does pose a threat to you, we think it is necessary to give you some defensive capabilities."

She paused and continued: "We can only tell you that his title is R."

"R?" Stephen thought of an intelligence letter that Martin gave him before, which seemed to also contain content about r. "Maybe Martin knows something about it. I will have to ask him when he comes back."

"Kid, do you have any other questions?" Principal Derwent smiled at him.

"I think there won't be any more, thank you principals." Stephen thought for a while, and now there really is nothing to ask.

"Remember, you must protect yourself, and you can use all means to deal with r when necessary." Phineas broke free from the rag again, and he said while breathing heavily.

The other principals did not contradict Phineas, but watched as Phineas gasped for air.

"He is very dangerous, you must know this." Principal Trimble reminded, "So Phineas is right."

"I understand." Stephen nodded, "I think I have to go think about it. Goodbye, principals."

The principals nodded and watched Stephen walk out of the principal's office.

"Is Dumbledore's decision really the right one?" Principal Derwent suppressed his smile and replaced it with a serious expression.

"Since he became the principal, he has rarely made wrong decisions." Principal Trimble gave his own answer.

"Don't forget our responsibilities, you have to know." Phineas looked at Principal Moore who blocked his mouth with very dissatisfied eyes.

"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak, Phineas, shut up." Principal Moore took out the wand and sealed Phineas' mouth tightly. After doing this, she joined the conversation, "Dumbledore doesn't want me to make wrong decisions."

"Have you forgotten Voldemort?" Principal Dippet's eyes dimmed, "But that is also my responsibility."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, you're right, you're both wrong." Even if he was gagged, he couldn't stop Phineas from speaking.

"Quiet," Principal Moore slapped Phineas silently, and this time the portrait finally became much quieter.

"Hogwarts chose him. Neither you nor Dumbledore need to blame yourself." Principal Derwent looked at Dippet and comforted him, "And no one expected that Hagrid would release the basilisk."

"I believe it won't be him." Principal Trimble would always contradict Derwent. "He is so big and has poor magic talent. He can't control the basilisk at all."

"Uh-huh, you're wrong," Phineas muttered, struggling.

"What do you want to say?" Trimble pulled the rag from Phineas' mouth.

"I said, basilisks may not need magic to control. Have you forgotten? Stephen just said that he took out a snake language manual."

"You mean you can control the basilisk if you know snake language?"

"That's Slytherin's secret room. Isn't it normal to use snake language?" Phineas said proudly.

"Then I think we need to remind Dumbledore..."