When will Hogwarts raise wages?

time flies.

Before Halloween, Amosha had already conducted three OWS and NEWLS mock exams for fifth- and seventh-grade students with super high efficiency and quality, and given n small exams to Fred and George.

Relying on the magic circle on her and Ginny's necklace, she has basically figured out the pattern of Tom from the diary going to the secret room, and drinking a bottle of soul stabilizer every morning has become her habit.

In the evening, Amosha and Professor McGonagall went from the lounge to the auditorium to prepare for the Halloween banquet.

As we walked along, the corridor was filled with the rich smell of pumpkin.

They were sitting on the long table in the center, and Dumbledore was already sitting there. He was wearing a set of bright purple robes embroidered with sparkling stars and a matching wizard's hat.

Seeing her and Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore happily told them that the house elves had changed the banquet menu this year.

The three of them chatted happily for a while about how delicious pumpkins can be made. By this time, most of the students had already arrived in the auditorium.

Dylan and Snape came in together, and Amosha noticed with sharp eyes that wherever Snape went, the students next to him would subconsciously shrink their necks.

"Happy Halloween!" Dylan smiled as he pulled up his chair and sat down.

"You too, Dylan." Dumbledore said, "It's Halloween again, and I see another group of students sitting here."

On Amosha's left is Professor McGonagall, and on her right is Dylan. She frowned and noticed that the robe Dylan was wearing and hers were both dark blue.

"Ah, we clashed today!" Dylan noticed Amosha's gaze and smiled evilly.

Amosha slapped him.

Professor McGonagall also heard what Dylan said, and his eyes flickered to Amosha and Dylan. After a while, he showed an "Ah, I understand everything" expression to them, which was quite motherly.

Dylan:? ?

Amosha:? ?

At the beginning of the banquet, Amosha ate absent-mindedly - Ron, Harry and Hermione were not there as expected, and Ginny hurried to the Great Hall when the banquet started.

"Try it, this is something we haven't eaten before!" Dylan cut a piece of butter pumpkin pie for Amertha.

"Thank you." Amotha looked away from the Gryffindor table and began to concentrate on finishing the food on the plate.

No matter if it's a diary or a password pad, I have to eat before I have the strength to work!

She cut the pie in front of her menacingly.

After the banquet, the two of them left the auditorium with Dumbledore and other professors.

Amosha was at the end of the crowd, still discussing the spell on the pumpkin in the auditorium with Professor Flitwick.

"What's going on in front?" The two of them were discussing and walking, and found that the people in front of them slowly stopped and there was a lot of noise.

She and Professor Flitwick hurried through the students, wands raised as they advanced.

"Professor Flitwick, Amertha, you have to come."

Dylan turned back with a serious look on his face. He grabbed Amosha's wrist and led her forward.

Amosha's heart was pounding.

It's time to start.

The students gave way to them one after another, and Professor Flitwick followed them forward in confusion, but he did not forget to ask the students to return to the common room quickly.

"What happened?" They had been led to the scene of the incident, Filch was shouting hysterically, and Dumbledore was standing there with a stiff cat in his hand.

Harry, Ron and Hermione stood beside him.

"Ron?" Amosha quickly walked over and stopped him, "Why are you here?"

"Look." Dylan pointed at the wall.

Amosha looked up and saw the blood-red words:

The chamber of secrets was opened.

Those who are enemies of the successor, be vigilant.

"The Chamber of Secrets?" she asked in surprise, "Merlin! What happened to Lady Norris?"

"Okay," Dumbledore came out to take charge of the situation. "Let the other students go back to the common room. The four deans, as well as Dylan and Amertha, we will find an empty classroom and talk slowly."

At this time, Lockhart stood up and said that his office was very close to here and everyone could go there.

"Ah, that's perfect, Gilderoy." Dumbledore nodded at him.

The group moved to Lockhart's office.

Although she was prepared, Amosha was still shocked when she stepped into this office. There were more photos in the room than she expected, and in the photos the Lockharts were all smiling at their guests with their standard toothy smiles.

Merlin! Amosha shivered silently and quietly leaned next to Dylan.

Under the watchful eyes of all the professors, Harry stammered an explanation that he, Ron and Hermione had gone to Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party, and on the way back he saw the writing on the wall and the stiff Ron. Mrs. Liz.

"Albus, what's going on in the Chamber of Secrets?" Amertha asked after Harry finished speaking.

"I don't know yet," Dumbledore said. "I'll check it with Mrs. Norris first."

He picked up the wand and pointed it at the stiff cat, and uttered a string of spells that Amosha didn't understand. After a while, he raised his head and said to the people in the room:

"It's petrified."

As soon as these words came out, the adults in the room were surprised, and Filch even pointed the finger at Harry.

"It won't be them." Amosha took a step forward and stood next to Ron. "The second-year students may not even be able to petrify everything. They don't have this ability."

"Albus, could you please check on Mrs. Norris?" Dylan said suddenly.

"of course."

Amosha was stunned for a moment, does he still have this plan? She looked at Dylan with worried eyes.

Dylan nodded slightly at her and walked to the table where Mrs. Norris was sitting. He took out a Qiankun bag from his sleeve and took out a glass tube.

This glass tube is not filled with liquid, but a ball of flocculent white gas. Because the mouth of the tube is plugged with a cork, this ball of gas can only swirl in the glass tube.

"This is the result of my uncle's research, which can detect magic damage." He told everyone.

Dylan removed the plug, poured the fluffy gas over the cat, and then used his wand to chant a spell to guide it to float around the cat.

The gas gave off bursts of faint white light, and slowly, the entire gas began to float around Mrs. Norris's eyes.