[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

This is... a deterrent?

Empty, with writing on the walls, a dead-looking cat hanging from a torch holder...

In an instant, Harry understood the other party's purpose.

"Potter, let's go!" Draco said quickly.

But it was too late.A high and low noise came from a distance like thunder.The students chatted happily and loudly after they were full of tea and food, pushing and pushing into this aisle from both ends of the corridor.

When the students in front saw the cat hanging upside down, all the sound suddenly disappeared.People who don't know what's going on try to push forward, in order to see this terrible scene clearly.

Ron and Harry in the crowd exchanged glances, looking very unhappy.

In first year, Harry got the crown back from the Room of Requirement.As for the locket, it was replaced quietly when Kreacher, the house elf, was not paying attention.As for the diary that caused the Chamber of Secrets to be opened, Ron got it after Lucius Malfoy tried to get rid of it in Diagon Alley.Then the other... Nagini is impossible, and it has not been made into a Horcrux yet... Apart from this, the rest is the ring of the Gaunt family and the gold cup hidden in Gringotts.

Voldemort is still a remnant, and the Lestranges are still in Azkaban.In this way, even the last two possibilities are obliterated.But in this case, which Horcrux, and who would it be, opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets?

They thought that the second grade would be a stable semester, but they didn't expect that the secret room was still opened...

The aisle on the third floor was very quiet, only the "chi chi" sound when the torches were burning.And in the silent silence, someone shouted.

"What's the matter?" The voice came from behind, and Lockhart hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, breaking the silence.The clothes on his body have been changed into a black dress, and he walked over in three steps and put his arms around Harry's shoulders, "Aha! Did you do something else, our Halloween kingdom tonight? Haha Li, I have already warned you, expressing yourself too much will make your classmates think you are conceited—"

"Can you please shut up, Professor Lockhart?" Draco interrupted him, his cold eyes piercing people like knives.He couldn't control himself—ah, this situation has happened many times.Countless nights, when Draco woke up from sleep, his mind was always blank.He couldn't remember anything in the dream, and the only thing left to him was boundless powerlessness and pain.

He can only feel that there is always someone who is so important to him.Although it was unreasonable, he had gradually understood who that person was.

"Keep a distance from Potter!" His father's warning sounded in his ears, and Draco knew that his father was right.But every time something happened to Potter, he was like a brainless Gryffindor. Just like now, he couldn't stand on the sidelines.

He was becoming less and less like himself.

Draco pulled Harry away from Lockhart without a trace, calmed down, and tried to put on a decent smile, "I apologize for my offense just now, Professor Lockhart."

"Ah, it's all right. It's all right, Master Malfoy." Lockhart said with a sneer.

"Thank you for your tolerance." Draco raised his eyebrows, "To express my apologies, I think I should give you a little understanding of the current situation—"

Before Draco could finish his sentence, he was covered by the sound of hurried footsteps.

It's Filch.

The Hogwarts administrator walked over with a huff, "What's going on here? What's going on—"

When he saw this unbelievable scene, his voice faltered, and his protruding eyes widened leisurely—Mrs. He stared wide-eyed, staring straight at him.

"My cat! My cat—!" Filch screamed, clutching his face in horror, uncontrollable excitement.

Finally, Lockhart, belatedly, also discovered what happened here.

Someone murdered a cat!

The old administrator was as anxious and angry as a trapped animal. He looked around with a grim face, and finally his eyes fell on Draco and Harry.

"It was you, wasn't it? It must have been you!" he screamed. "You killed my cat! You killed it! Who else but you—"

"Filch!"

Dumbledore rushed to the scene, followed by many teachers.Snape glanced at the surrounding situation expressionlessly, his eyes changed subtly when he saw Potter and Draco.

"Come with me, Filch." Dumbledore said after reassuring the students, "And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I think we need to have a good talk."

A group of them came to Lockhart's office, which was near the third-floor hallway.

Dumbledore asked the matter again, but Harry didn't tell him that they were chasing someone.

"Why aren't you in the auditorium?" Filch demanded aggressively.

"I know that." Dumbledore said briskly, "That annoying little secret about Mr. Potter—of course, it has nothing to do with petrifying your cat." He said, turning to Harry and Della Co blinked.

Snape's complexion suddenly darkened, coupled with his forever black robe, gloomy eyes, it was like a brewing storm rolling and raging.In this regard, the blue-eyed Hufflepuff had no doubt that what the Snake King wanted to do most now was to throw him into the cauldron and boil him!

Swallowing with difficulty, the little Badger who shrank his neck decided to keep a low profile from now on.If he didn't want to become a potion specimen - answering the professors' questions obediently, this is the most sensible choice!

The Potions Master began to torture and torture, and Harry answered tremblingly.After that - with Dumbledore's guarantee, even if Filch was persistent, he could only give up.

The two left Lockhart's office.There was silence all the way, and Harry didn't dare to take a breath until he went down to the basement level.

Alas, he had to be missed by Snape again!

As for the charges... Harry stole a glance at the Slytherin next to him.

"What?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

Harry shook his head, but said nothing.

"What's your troublesome little secret?" Slytherin always felt that the old headmaster's eyes were weird for a while, so he hesitated to speak, but he still asked this question.

In his puzzled eyes, the rare, cheeky Potter old fox just blushed like this.Harry feigned a cough, but that didn't stop a blush from creeping up his cheeks. He lowered his head, two tiny antlers dangling from his furry hood.The warm open fire in the corridor spilled down, setting off his emerald green eyes.As beautiful as the finest grandmother's jadeite.

Slytherin couldn't tell, it felt like a cat's paw was scratching in his heart.He also didn't know what words to use to describe it, if he understood, to be precise - he was teased.

****

For several days, the students talked about nothing but the attack on Mrs. Norris.But because it was a cat that was petrified, it didn't attract much attention, so the matter was left alone.

Of course, that doesn't include Ron and Harry.They clearly know that all this is just the beginning, far more than that, it will only get worse.

"It's not my sister, I've confirmed it, it's not Ginny—" the red-haired man walked around anxiously in the Response Room, murmuring words all the time.

Harry knew what he was anxious about, and that was what they were worried about.

From the words on the wall, everything has changed—no, it should be said, from the moment he came back, the wheel of history has deviated.No one knows what will happen next, maybe not as lucky as last time, maybe there will be a second Myrtle, maybe, Hermione...

"The basilisk, you will die when you see its eyes, it is equivalent to an Avada... and if it is not in direct contact, it is equivalent to a profound petrified black magic - there is no way, weakening spells, defensive spells, Bubble Curse..." Harry said without stopping the movement of his hands.He took out a lot of bottles and special materials from the space capsule, and while Ron was dumbfounded, a huge golden magic circle gradually took shape.

As he sketched, the final, gigantic formation was incorporated into Harry's transformed Raventraw coat of arms.

"when will you……"

"Learned from Dumbledore." During the long period of time at King's Cross Station, Dumbledore taught Harry a lot of things, the old headmaster taught by example, including alchemy.

Among all wizarding sciences, alchemy can be said to be the most unfathomable and at the same time the most difficult to understand.Its success rate is often not high. Like Harry, the reason why he can succeed once is only because what he portrayed in the formation are some basic spells.

The real key lies not in this, but in the clever chaining of spells.

Hufflepuff tapped the emblem with his wand, hissed, and spoke the Parseltongue that Ron couldn't understand.The red-haired Weasley was puzzled and scratched his head anxiously.

"What did you do?" he asked as soon as Harry finally stopped.

"It's just a guess," Harry concluded. "There's no way to break the Death Curse, and neither can the magic of the basilisk's eyes—but with one difference, we can weaken it."

"weaken?"

"Mirror, water, soul—when in indirect contact, the power of death is weakened, so the person who sees the eyes of the basilisk will not die but be petrified."

"That is to say, as long as the power of the basilisk is weakened, the damage can be completely offset?" Ron said quickly.

"Very little," said Harry, shaking his head.

The red-haired brow frowned, urging Hufflepuff to continue talking with his eyes.He knew Harry had found a way, otherwise he wouldn't have made this coat of arms for Hermione.

"Memory spell, I have memorized the language of snakes into this emblem. As long as I hear any words I have memorized, the emblem will activate, and it will release the bubble head spell to the wearer, plus weakening spells and other spells. Strength should be able to save one's life." Although he was sure, he hadn't tried it after all, and Harry didn't dare to take it too seriously.

After all, this is a matter of human life. If it is possible, not only Hermione, but every student at Hogwarts can wear one.

Although, it is not easy to achieve...

Ron took the courtyard badge and volunteered to try to catch a snake.At first, he was looking for Harry's pet snake named Oprah, but when he grabbed the little girl's tail, he was bitten severely.

In addition, facing his big hand that is swollen like a steamed bun.Not only did his dear brother who had been close friends with him in his previous life not feel sorry, but he also looked proud.

[Well done, Oprah. ] Harry patted the little girl's head appreciatively, in exchange for a while of intimacy.Looking at Ron who was so angry that he couldn't speak, the blue-eyed Badger hooked his mouth, "It deserves it."

That look, that expression—it's just like that annoying ferret!

&small theater&

Ron: Where is our shy and lovely Harry? ! !

Author: Not yours.nose picking

Ron: Author, I want to abuse you now!

Author: I'm waiting!

The author has something to say:

fix it. . . . .

The content of the change is how to get the Horcrux.

Well, as for, this chapter is to be written.Even the Horcruxes couldn't match the number, but the secret room opened again.I buried the foreshadowing, so I don't know if everyone will like to watch it? ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Bullying Ron is completely unburdened! !Whoops, haha, I have always wanted Harry to be Dumbledore's personal disciple, this kind of teaching by precept and example.This time it’s finally over, unfortunately, Xiaoha has learned a lot of skills and also learned the old (mistaken) character of old Deng Yilao XDDD~~~

I have to laugh~

headmaster:……

Ps: In the next chapter, the key word is Hermione~~~~~~~

Finally, thank you for Pingwu’s landmines, so~~~