The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(I think the ultimate romance is Agni/Sang and Luna embracing each other in the universe after the destruction of the earth; Lucy came to the moon with a longing, embracing the sun.

But true ultimate romance - at the end of the universe, toast a perfect marshmallow)

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After the incident about Hermione Granger, the whole school panicked from the beginning, but after the insistence of the club and Cyrus, the school returned to normal.

Malfoy was sitting in the Black Snake Club on the fifth floor, fiddling with a gold Galleon.

He didn't understand why Cyrus' appeal could be so great that even the professor didn't take it seriously, and some Slytherins thought that Cyrus and Hermione were very much like the Dark Lord.

Although he dismisses these ideas, he has to admit that even some freshmen like each other's clubs.

"Slytherin's gone, since the Dark Lord," Blitch reassured him, "don't worry about that...it just means they're not real Slytherins"

But only comfort.

Even the prefect Gemma of Slytherin turned a blind eye. If it weren't for her strength, perhaps someone would have disliked Gemma long ago.

"Pansy, can we really win?" Malfoy asked blankly.

No matter in terms of the number of joiners or appeal, he seemed to be inferior to the other party, which discouraged Malfoy, who was once dominated by pure bloodism.

But judging from the concepts instilled by their father since childhood and the current status of the magic world, it seems that they are always the ones who persist until the end.

Although his father, Lucius, was a little scared, Dumbledore, who was getting tougher now, actually many people didn't know why Dumbledore's attitude suddenly became tougher.

It's not as conformist as it used to be...it reminds a lot of people of a young Dumbledore.

"Of course! Don't forget, our family has already sent people to study how to make war chess." Pan Xi firmly believed in the supremacy of pure blood.

"What's the matter? You won't soften your heart towards those mudbloods, will you?"

"Soft-hearted? How is it possible?" Malfoy curled his lips and shook his head in denial, "You have to thank us for letting them go to school..."

Maybe he just felt helpless watching the enemy's growing power, Malfoy thought so in his heart, and he was sure.

But recalling that his mother told in the letter that Principal Dumbledore had a secret conversation with Malfoy and others during the suspension, which made Draco Malfoy a little worried.

Because Dumbledore's The Strongest White Wizard is more than just a title.

Defeating the strongest dark wizard and dark lord, his name was earned by the real fight, which made Malfoy, whose family background was not very clean, a little scared.

But compared to the seriousness of the principal, Malfoy was more afraid of his father's indifferent eyes, who regarded human life as a thing.

Not caring, like he never cared how much bread he ate.

In this warmer mid-May, some people have completely forgotten the panic of the attack and rejoiced; some people are still quietly thinking about the next plan.

But just at this time, there was another bad news. The evil hidden in the castle seemed to be intentional. Whenever people returned to normal, they would jump out and bring new fears.

"are you ready?"

On the stairs after dinner one day, Dumbledore said calmly.

He looked at Cyrus, as if he didn't care about everything, just jokingly said: Are you ready to make a heroic debut?

"Professor, why don't you solve it yourself?" Cyrus looked at him. In fact, he had already told Dumbledore that the Chamber of Secrets was in the girls' bathroom. "It's much better than letting me go."

Dumbledore scratched his beard in embarrassment, and said, "Hmm~ But I don't know where the entrance is hidden, I just can understand Parseltongue, but it doesn't mean I can speak... I have never been to the girls' toilet "

This is the fact~

Although Dumbledore knew that the entrance was in the bathroom, he hadn't found it yet. He was still running back and forth between the Ministry of Magic and the school, dealing with Hagrid's affairs.

And even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be able to use brute force to break through the barrier set by Slytherin.

Hogwarts is a whole, even if it is just a small door, it cannot be destroyed by brute force, everything belongs to Hogwarts.

"Go ahead, haven't you been preparing how to deal with the basilisk? Remember... there is always a response when you need help"

Just after class was over on the third day, Harry and the others heard Professor McGonagall's voice, so they hurried to the girls' bathroom and saw the bloody handwriting:

Her bones will forever remain in the Chamber of Secrets.

Unable to sit still, Harry dragged the lost Ron, and found Cyrus. Ron stood there dumbfounded, lost in a daze. If it wasn't for Neville holding his armpit behind him, Ron would have died a long time ago. It fell to the ground silently.

Because Harry ran here in a hurry, the round glasses were crooked and covered with fog, and then the three of Harry hurried one step ahead and entered the secret room.

"Where's Professor Dumbledore?"

Cyrus changed into the professor's improved stone chess, which was densely engraved with spells, but when he found the principal's office, only Professor McGonagall was sitting there.

"He's gone to pick up Hagrid, there's no time to talk, you go to Harry first, I'll call Flitwick to pick you up," McGonagall said hurriedly.

"When we found out at noon, Principal Dumbledore left, because the emergence of the incident represented Hagrid's innocence, but because Fudge was stuck there..."

He didn't believe that no nobles were in the way during this process. Although the facts proved his innocence, Fudge still branded Hagrid as a 'suspect' and detained Hagrid in the Ministry of Magic.

"Wait! Take this..."

Before Cyrus left in a hurry, Mag grabbed the sorting hat and threw it at him roughly, and then split into two groups on the third floor:

Cyrus went to the girls' bathroom to find Harry to avoid injury; Professor McGonagall went to the staff lounge to gather all the troops and took the secret room in one fell swoop.

Minerva McGonagall could only trot in the corridor because of her robes. Her eyes were full of anger and worry, and she gritted her teeth even more at Dumbledore.

No one, no one can blatantly hurt students in front of Dean Mao Mao.

"Looks like I missed something." Lockhart didn't know what happened, and was still smiling and greeting the other professors.

But all the professors looked at him with resentment, and Professor Flitwick was the worst:

His right hand was trembling, and he wanted to quickly draw out his wand at any time, and come to a set of 'wizards'.

"Ha~ The problem solver is here... Isn't this Lockhart, the Medal of Merlin Third Class?" Snape nodded slightly, his cold eyes cutting his face like a knife.

"The girl from the Weasley family has been captured, and it's time for you Lockhart to show your talents... Go, you are the hero of the Chamber of Secrets in the future, if you can survive the mouth of the basilisk"

Lockhart's face turned pale instantly, and he dodged his eyes.

"That...that's a basilisk"

"But didn't you say that you should deal with it before it gets too messy? To erase the students' memories? What a brilliant strategy" Snape sneered.

While the group was still arguing, McGonagall broke in, her eyes were full of terror, and even Snape rarely saw her get so angry.

"What are you arguing about? Everyone come with me!" Mag threw his robe on the ground and looked at everyone angrily. "Are you arguing here because the students are hurt?"

Without hesitation, he dragged the dean and professors who were still present to the secret room, leaving Aurora, the professor of astronomy, Huo Qi, the professor of flight, and others to maintain order.

The emaciated Lockhart was dragged into it by Snape's collar, saying, "This is the duty of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

And Cyrus came to the girls' bathroom on the second floor, saw the missing sink and the exposed water pipes, Cyrus got in without thinking.

"Are you going down too?" Myrtle showed her head and got out of the toilet, "Harry and the others have already run down...I thought they were going to accompany me~"

"Hmm..." Cyrus could already feel the slippery and sticky inside the water pipe with his legs poking in.

"Okay, is it about the monster that killed me? Harry was just heading here to talk to snakes..." Harry had already told the basilisk about it as he searched for the entrance.

"That's right." Cyrus thought of something, turned to look at Myrtle, "We are going to avenge you."

"Great...Maybe I'll have a few more friends this time"

Myrtle giggled, and when Cyrus took a breath and jumped in, she slowly let the laughter stop, and then rushed to the mouth of the pipe and shouted:

"Wish ya'll good luck!!"