Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

Portrait is busy right now.

"Seven ways to double the effect of black magic...the inevitable connection between dates and curses...one hundred guesses about the proportion of potion ingredients...thousands of highly poisonous potions...the application of human skin materials...why are they all like this Something, no one can see, what is this?"

Lying on the bookshelf for a long time, all I saw were some scary titles, and finally I saw a book with a light brown spine that was scary as thick as a brick with a seemingly normal title.

"An overview of aquatic plants in the UK?"

Turning to the first page, there is a picture, which is an ordinary thing that looks similar to a reed. Below is a detailed introduction, what Muggles call it, what wizards call it, and whether it has the value of potion materials. There is a lot of potion recipes about applying this plant.

Anyway, it's boring, so I'll read it as an encyclopedia.

Climbing down from the shelf, and placing the extremely heavy book on the table, the person immediately collapsed into the chair.

It's too heavy, no wonder wizards have to learn magic, or half of their lives will be lost just by reading a book.

Hey, no, although I don’t remember much about the details of the novel, the impression from the movie is still deep. When Harry Potter was in the first grade, he and a group of friends searched for information about the Philosopher’s Stone in the library for almost half a semester. Except for Hermione, the group of 11-year-old kids didn't even seem to be able to pronounce the Levitation Charm correctly, and they didn't see anyone collapsed from exhaustion.

With a thought, a kind of fear welled up in my heart.

He's not a wizard, he can't do magic.

Although he is just a portrait, the portrait is not magical.

But can the portrait use magic-like effects on the items in its frame?Well, he's just a Muggle and doesn't have a wizarding mindset at all.Just like Hermione, the little witch would only instinctively look for firewood when lighting a fire at a critical moment.

Opening the book, the book is huge, a single page is half the size of a computer desk, this made him, who was used to reading A4 paper before time travelling, very distressed, so he had to lie down and study it.

Because although this page is large, the characters on it are very small.

And unlike the printed characters that are pleasing to the eye, those lines of English seem to be handwritten, even with a little curvy scribble at the end of the letters, which makes people look more depressed, but a portrait, especially a walking one What can a portrait that does not go out do?There is really no other way of pastime other than the books in his room full of picture frames.

"...Water hyacinth...a water plant that basically has no potion value, but the black part of the stem of the water hyacinth that grows in the swamp is good for..."

This word is really scribbled. It is difficult to guess the Chinese characters if you tick them off, not to mention the letters that look like bean sprouts. After a few strokes, you can only see the vertical ones, and you don’t know which letter they are. Up.

Just as he was blinding his eyes, a word suddenly popped into his head.

It's "pretty" to behave in a dignified manner, and he's sure he'll be gasping for more than twenty years without hearing this word in Chinese, let alone English.

Simultaneous potion.

What is that?

With a jump in his eyes, he continued to look down—"...has a neutralizing effect, basically can avoid hoarse throat caused by the side effects of the medicine, and completely erase the traces of using the same medicine..."

"what--"

A sudden scream startled him and almost turned the book and others off the table.

Looking up, the room is still a room, empty and empty.

Where is the scream coming from?

In the secret room, there is only the soft and cold light from the gemstones inlaid on the frame of the mirror hanging opposite the portrait. Maybe reading a book under this light, especially with such small characters, is 100% likely to cause myopia—but the portrait Whether it will be myopic or not is unknown.

"Ah-"

This time he understood, but was even more puzzled.

Mirror screaming?

Oh, he forgot, this is a magical world, it seems that mirrors can talk, but they seem to talk more about the person standing in front of the mirror, what kind of hair, what kind of clothes, what kind of taste and so on.

"Oh my great master, you finally woke up, I actually missed seeing the master open your deep and beautiful green eyes (already have the urge to vomit) because I slept for too long, how long has it been? My Honored master, I was woken up by people outside, three wizards have broken into the outside room, what happened to lovely Aerys? Oh, this is tragedy, ah, my fragile heart, Aerys is smooth scales, those beautiful and dangerous eyes..."

A mirror that speaks in arias is a tragedy.

Strongly resist the urge to put your hands on your forehead.

"What? The outer room?"

"Yes, my great master, maybe you have forgotten for too long, I am not only a mirror, but also your most outstanding alchemy work, although your alchemy can only fuse cups and teapots together... But Of course, my great master doesn't need to spend too much time on that kind of rigid stuff, but I have to remind you, ahhhhh, those three guys outside dared to touch your medicine, your books , oh, they even turned over your table to see..."

Well, he understood, there is another secret room outside this secret room, which is where things are actually placed, but——

"Who is it?"

"One with a white beard, and oh my god, did he wear Muggle curtains around him? Merlin, my eyes are badly hurt!"

... If he can do magic, he will definitely give this mirror a "split".

"Oh, this person understands very well, but what he took was your best potion book, Master, and he didn't even look at those potions... But of course, even if the preservation magic is applied, it's been so many years, Even Aerys has grown so big, those potions are already broken!"

"Oh, this woman is too good, she pointed her wand at me! I didn't say a word in the outside room, I didn't even gasp, and she still pointed at me! Ah, torn apart, she actually pointed at me! Use torn apart! Huh..."

It was broken, and he silently read a sentence in his heart, when he suddenly heard a woman's voice, serious and calm: "Albus, I just think there is something strange about this mirror."

"Huh? The place where this mirror is placed is indeed strange, but Minerva, you moved too fast, at least we can ask if this mirror belongs to Slytherin."

"Sorry, Albus, there's always something deeply ominous about being in this place."

"You're right, very, very powerful black magic - although its breath is almost invisible! Ah, Severus, you took a very interesting book. Yes, this is the Basilisk The thing that wants us to find, it's in a wonderful place, it's on the table..."

"Slytherin prepared very well for his heir, but it's a pity that his heir missed this secret room."

When it came to the Dark Lord, Snape's tone finally lost the usual sharp irony: ""Aerys' Breeding Rules and Precautions", Well, Well, I think we know the name of the basilisk outside, but Apparently, the great Slytherin wants someone else to inherit his intellectual wealth and this damned trouble."

"Oh, Aerys, sweet Aerys, what have they done to you?" the mirror here was still wailing.

Basilisk, Snape, McGonagall, Principal Dumbledore... Well, he finally understands where and when he is - the second year of the Savior's visit to Hogwarts, the famous Diary Chamber of Secrets incident has come to an end , and this is actually the secret room in another secret room in the dark and tall secret room that seems to be in the sewer in the movie—well, this cognition is correct, right?

And this portrait, really damn it, is Salazar Slytherin himself.