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Since Lockhart's confusing operation caused the get out of class to end early, she had to move up her plan. After handing the Slytherin classmates to her brother, Alicia went directly to the headmaster's office.

Although it's a few minutes earlier than the agreed time, the old man with white beard won't mind, right?

If you mind... huh, that's no use!

The girl, who had always disliked Headmaster Dumbledore, couldn't help but feel a little better when she thought of his frustrated look.

Alicia walked briskly to the door of the principal's office and said the correct password: "Honey Durian Cake."

She guessed it was Dumbledore's new favourite flavour - it was as hard to describe as always.

"Oh, Alicia, you're here. Is there any problem in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class? If I remember correctly, it's not lunch time yet." Dumbledore looked at the little girl who was walking towards him step by step with a smile.

Alicia was a little puzzled by Dumbledore's expression of watching a good show, but she was soon attracted by the question in the words. She said sarcastically, "Oh, my dear headmaster, as you can see, the great Professor Lockhart was defeated by the brave Cornish elves in the classroom. Your poor students could only escape bravely and overcome many difficulties before they were able to leave the classroom."

The girl expressed her dissatisfaction without reservation using harsh words and sarcastic tone.

"Ahem." Dumbledore tried to cover up his laughter with a cough. Alicia was indeed Severus' goddaughter, and her sarcastic expression was too similar to his. "As the headmaster, I deeply regret and apologize for this. So, your classmates are lucky not to be injured, right?"

How did she know if the Gryffindors were all intact?

Alicia gave an extremely perfunctory fake smile and sat down unceremoniously on the stool that Dumbledore had conjured up: "With the famous savior and his little friend there, what could go wrong?"

Seeing that Dumbledore was about to say something off topic, Alicia decisively took the initiative in her own hands: "I think this is not the purpose of my coming here?"

Dumbledore did not interrupt the girl, but considerately prepared a pot of honey lemon tea and motioned for her to continue.

"Did you know that there is a basilisk in Hogwarts?" Alicia went straight to the point, completely discarding the tentativeness and tactfulness she had shown when talking to Dumbledore at the end of last school year.

This doesn't mean that the girl has given Dumbledore 100% of her trust, but at the moment, they are in the same position and pursue the same interests. She is not worried that Dumbledore will suddenly turn against her - instead, it is the latter who should be worried about whether Malfoy will stand firm.

More importantly, if she made a quick decision now, she might be able to make it back to the auditorium for lunch. She didn't want to be kept for lunch by this old man with all kinds of excuses!

Dumbledore's expression became more serious. He thought for a while before answering, "It is rumored that Salazar Slytherin once left a monster in Hogwarts, but successive headmasters have investigated it many times but failed to find it, so the matter was finally dropped."

Alicia raised her left eyebrow and complained inwardly: Of course no one can find it. The things left by Salazar Slytherin should naturally be placed in a place where only Slytherins can enter.

Don't get me wrong, she wasn't referring to the academy, she was referring to bloodline.

"Everyone knows that the Dark Lord is a descendant of Slytherin, so I don't need to say more, right? The founder of our school left a basilisk at Hogwarts, and the Dark Lord intends to use it to achieve his own goals." Alicia thought of the conversation in the Chamber of Secrets that day, paused, and then continued, "I don't know what that purpose is exactly."

"Where is it?" Dumbledore's eyes looked straight into the girl's eyes through the lenses.

"I don't know, Headmaster Dumbledore." Alicia said without hesitation, without changing her expression. "I don't know."

If anything happened to the basilisk, the Dark Lord would definitely kill her first.

"But one thing is that using a mirror to look at the basilisk should not be life-threatening - of course, this remains to be tested." As if to cover up or to make up for it, Alicia gave a feasible plan that was not recorded in the book.

As for why the following sentence was added?

Because she wasn't sure whether only the mirror given by the Dark Lord was useful, or any mirror would be useful.

"I see." Dumbledore's sharp eyes did not move away.

There was silence in the principal's office for a minute, and neither of them spoke.

But... why do I always feel like someone is watching me? Could it be that the Dark Lord can act without the diary? No way, no way?

Alicia shuddered for no apparent reason.

Dumbledore seemed to have noticed something, and his facial expression relaxed a lot. He took a sip of the cloyingly sweet tea, and then showed the same smile that Alicia saw when she first entered the door: "I thank you on behalf of all the teachers and students of Hogwarts, Alicia. It's a pity that we can't tell everyone yet, otherwise I would definitely give Slytherin an extra 100 points."

"By the way, I have placed the house-elf Dobby you sent here in the kitchen - fortunately, it didn't do anything else that would prevent Harry from going to school. Now that the serious topic is over, why don't we have lunch together and talk about Dobby? There should not be many people in the hall now, and it will take a long time to walk to the small kitchen." Dumbledore invited the little girl in front of him with a smile.

Alicia breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of her mouth, and leaned forward pretending to be happy: "Thank you for your kindness, Principal, but it's not a bother. I have an appointment with my godfather to have lunch together at noon today. I'm really sorry, I will definitely not refuse you next time."

After saying this, the girl stood up, ready to say goodbye to Dumbledore, and then ran to the small kitchen that made her extremely happy - there was not only delicious food, but also Dobby. She could find out what it and Dumbledore talked about.

But Merlin did not fulfill the little wizard's wish!

When Alicia turned her head, she saw a face that looked like the protagonist in a horror movie. She had never thought this person was scary before, except now!

She finally understood why those Gryffindors were always trembling with fear when facing this man... because he was really scary!

This livid complexion...

This gloomy look...

This look of anger...

This, this, this, isn’t this the godfather, Severus Snape, whom she had randomly arranged to have lunch with?

Alicia finally understood why Dumbledore had that look when he saw her.

Wuuuu, wuuuu, who can save her? Severus will definitely scold her to death, he will definitely do so, he might even tell dad!

She only told her father part of the story, and didn't tell him everything. If her parents knew about this...

Merlin, this damn old man with a white beard is so cruel!

"No, Godfather, good afternoon..." At this time, it's better to call him Godfather. Alicia forced a pitiful smile, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "Would you like to...have lunch together?"