Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

For several days, the entire Hogwarts was talking about the attack on Mrs. Norris.

At the same time, Hagrid's chickens were also attacked. He was not in a good mood these days. He was probably thinking about why his chicken coop was never full. Last time it was Norbert. This time it was even more inexplicable. Even the murderer's Do not know at all.

Trelawny's tone became more confident than usual, and his speech was no longer erratic, especially when facing Mag.Because her prophecy about the "hard rock" on Halloween came true, but Mag was even more reluctant to say another word to her.

"I don't think it's something to be proud of basing the joy of this kind of divination fulfillment on the pain of others, Sybil." McGonagall said angrily.

Filch often walked up and down the place where Mrs. Norris was killed. He scrubbed the writings on the wall with Mrs. Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Stain Remover, but in vain; the writings were still so bright on the stone wall. flashing on.

He even moved a chair and sat there, staring at everyone passing by with two red eyes - he looked at everyone as a murderer, and in the end the little wizards took as many detours as possible to avoid these two eyes. The fierce eyes, even if they are very far away.

These days, Filch is still committed to arresting students and putting them in solitary confinement, and the reasons are very reluctant, such as "You are not allowed to walk in the corridor with a cat" and "The sound of walking shoes is so loud that it hurts my eyes."

For Filch, a cat slave, there is probably some mysterious power connecting him and his cats.This cat has always been his right-hand man when it comes to catching students who don't follow the rules, but now he can only fight alone to catch students in confinement.

Losing his beloved cat was heartbreaking enough, but it was even more sad that he was a squib and couldn't erase the writing on the wall. He could only look at the bloody writing on the wall, which really seemed a bit pitiful.

Gray couldn't help but sympathize with him, so he used some pyrite and gorse juice and infused it with magic to prepare a powerful magic stain remover - this was the invention that he thought was the most useless for wizards.

When he came to the corridor, Filch was sitting on a chair, with a trace of tears hanging from the corner of his eyes, staring fiercely at the people passing by, while carefully listening for any unusual movements around so that he could seize the reason to confine the students.

"Mr. Filch, this is a bottle of powerful stain remover I made." Gray handed it to him. "You only need one drop at a time on a damp rag. It can last for 6 hours. It can be easily wiped off." Anything dirty or even enchanted stains.”

Filch didn't react. He was stunned for a moment, then wiped a few tears on his face with his sleeve, stood up, took the small bottle, and looked at Gray gratefully: "Thank you...Thank you, Mo Professor Reese!”

"And..." Gray took out a small glass bottle from his robe. The lid was not a cork but a mini metal spray head. "This is a bottle of gorse petal juice. Spraying it in the house can drive away troublemakers. ."

A rare smile appeared on Filch's face, and his already protruding eyes and bulb-like nose looked even more strange when they were squeezed together.

"Thank you! Professor Morris! You helped me a lot!" Filch pointed to the small bottle, "Is this...is this sprayed directly?"

"That's right, just spray it on the room just like you would spray perfume."

"Perfume...what is it?" Filch was about to nod, but after hearing "perfume" he raised his eyes and looked at Gray in confusion.

"Uh... just press the metal cap directly against the air. Another bottle of stain remover can be used for a long time. You only need one drop at a time."

"Okay! Okay...thank you very much!" Filch looked at the defogger, opened the cork, put two drops on his sleeve that was wet from tears, then turned and wiped it on the wall behind him. The erased part of the word disappears immediately.

He suddenly perked up and began to continue scrubbing the wall.Gray imagined that Filch's cuffs were mixed with tears and chicken blood, causing strong discomfort, and left quickly.

Gray was teaching crystal classes as usual these days. To his surprise, Ginny's mental state was much better than before. Although she was still a little listless, she looked much better than her previous sick state.Perhaps after he reminded the Weasleys, as brothers, they had indeed fulfilled their responsibility to care for their sister.

Neville is still nervous, it can be said that he is more nervous than before. It is said that besides Potions class, Neville is most afraid of crystal class. Gray can't even figure out why...

On Tuesday morning, the lecture ended early. Fortunately, Simo did not hurt the innocent crystal this time.The little wizards were all packing their schoolbags, but Gray stopped them.

"Wait a minute, the bell hasn't rang for get out of class yet?" Gray looked at everyone, "I know you are all discussing the secret room rumors. Mrs. Pince said that all the school history books in the library have been borrowed recently."

When the little wizards heard about the secret room, they immediately cheered up.

"You know, I don't want to see you distract too much energy because of curiosity and learning things you don't want to do..." Gray always had to find a reason for himself to say this, "So I decided to use the remaining time to Please tell me and remind me that this is a legend and may not be true."

The little wizards' eyes shone as they put down their schoolbags and sat down with their ears perked up to wait for Gray to tell.

"Everyone knows that Hogwarts was founded by four great wizards, and their surnames also correspond to the names of the four houses. But slowly, Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Slytherin House, and other The three disagreed about admissions."

"It is said that Salazar Slytherin left the school because of differences with other founders of Hogwarts over the blood requirements for recruiting students. He believed that magical education should be limited to pure wizarding families, and he was unwilling to accept Muggle students. children, thinking they were unreliable. So he left the school and left behind a secret room——"

The little wizards listened attentively. Gray had never seen them so energetic during class.

"Wait for your heir to open the secret room, release the horrible things inside, let it purify the school, and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic. That's all I have to say. The matter of the secret room is already very clear, so take back your energy and use It’s where it’s supposed to be! The lunch bell rang, class is over!”

Hermione immediately threw her hands in the air.

"Professor Morris - what did you mean when you said the 'terrible things in the secret room'?"

"I'm not sure. I didn't specify what it was." Gray said, "But I think it may have something to do with snakes. After all, the animals in Slytherin House are snakes. Of course, I'm just a personal guess. This is a legend. Who knows if it’s true or false?”

Neville shivered, his neck scrunched up and his face turned pale.Malfoy's eyes lit up.

"Don't be nervous, Neville. You are a pure-blood. It's not your turn to be nervous, right?" Ron comforted Neville in a low voice, which was heard by Gray.

"No... everyone... uh... I don't look like I have any magic skills at all. They might do something to me. I'm more like a Muggle -" Neville said tremblingly.

"Okay! Everyone! That's all I have to say, get out of class is over!"

The little wizards left the classroom with their schoolbags discussing among themselves.