[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 24: Do not put yourself in danger.

Compared with being sprayed with venom by the head of Slytherin, offending Filch and confinement has become a trivial matter. Compared with handling potion materials in the Snake King's office, being called to Professor Lockhart's office for confinement is completely successful. tragedy.

While writing replies to those female readers who were obsessed with shiny white teeth, Harry was bored while enduring Lockhart's utter boastfulness. He really wanted to shut his ears, how could he be so resistant Strong?It was obvious that Draco nearly had a cerebral hemorrhage when he was satirized by Draco in class, and it only took a while longer to continue to play tricks in front of him?This arrogant idiot might need professor-level spraying of venom, and Draco's skill is still too shallow... Maybe, Harry suddenly thought, this is the level of thick-skinned Draco said to be able to resist the dean?

Harry was horrified!

"What's the matter?" Lockhart noticed that Harry was staring at him in a daze, and hurriedly straightened his hair, thinking that there was something wrong with his appearance.

"It's nothing, professor, I just have some doubts in my heart." Harry looked down at the completely disgusting bragging words in his hand, and the venom cultivation was instantly stimulated to a peak, "Look, my godfather, Sirius Blake, his melancholy and infatuation are obviously very different from yours, since he can become the most charming wizard of the year in "Wizard Weekly", why are people so rare about your photo?" The green-eyed little snake sprayed After finishing the poison, he blinked innocently.

Harry was secretly waiting to see Lockhart's face change color, but he suddenly changed color first: [Come... come here... let me tear you... tear you... kill you...] a The voice suddenly sounded, spit out in a hoarse and cold voice with an extremely cold and cruel tone.

Professor Lockhart in front of him was busy flirting under his nose, Harry knew that he was definitely not talking, and obviously, from his face, he never heard the voice, so...Harry is now Knowing what it meant to hear voices that no one else could hear in the wizarding world, the hairs on Harry's back stood up for a split second.

After the confinement was over, Harry rushed all the way back to the Slytherin dungeon, and ran back to the dormitory without even responding to the classmates who greeted him.

Draco was hard at work in their lab when Harry almost broke through the door with a bang.

"Is there a griffin chasing you? It's Slytherin's behavior to maintain elegance at all times..."

"Draco, I heard something no one else could hear again!" Harry panicked.

Click, a jewel flower in Draco's hand shattered.

Draco stood up from the lab bench, took off the dragonhide gloves, took off the protective apron, and pulled Harry to their living room—because all the room decorations from the previous semester were knocked back to the original at the beginning of the school year, In addition, Harry's transformation ability has been greatly improved, so this time they simply used more complicated methods to reconfigure the space of the dormitory.

They floated two beds together to create a bedroom that included the bed and matching nightstands, a pair of sofas with floral cushions, two rows of walk-in closets and a A full-length mirror with a bad mouth.

After three steps outside, Draco expanded into a living room on the left where there was a fireplace, with a sunflower-shaped coffee table and several comfortable armchairs, saving Goyle, Crabbe, and Zabini They had to sit on the rug every time they came over for Draco's pastry.

On the opposite side of the living room was a study room, with tables and chairs, mainly two large oak bookshelves, where Draco's books, their textbooks, and Harry's reference materials and extra-curricular readings borrowed from the library were placed. , Not a lot!

The last remaining area of ​​the room was expanded by Draco as a laboratory.The Room of Requirement is of course a good place, but it is on the eighth floor, and Draco has to consider more practical application issues. For those experiments that are not too dangerous but require privacy, it is more convenient to do them in the bedroom nearby.

One bedroom was expanded into a fully functional and spacious suite, but what they are most proud of is that each room has a window that can see the outside. Harry still doesn't know how Draco did it. Now Outside the window, the clouds were thick and the moon was closed, and the wind was blowing, which made their thick dark green curtains shake.

Draco sank into the armchair in front of the fireplace, tapped his wand on the tray on the coffee table, said something in the air, "[milk—]" and handed Harry a glass of steaming milk that appeared out of nowhere , "Drink it, and then slowly tell me what's going on."

After drinking a cup of hot milk, Harry, who regained his composure, narrated the facts verbatim from the beginning to the end, including the part where he satirized Lockhart, "I promise it wasn't the big white tooth that was talking, I was watching What about him. He's still coquettish and doesn't seem to hear anything. Draco, what should I do if I can hear voices that others can't hear again?" First it was Parseltongue, and now Harry's mouth is very strict I didn't dare to tell anyone, but now I heard something even more inexplicable.

Draco's face darkened. He clearly knew that Voldemort was dead, but for some reason, Draco still felt a strong uneasiness when he heard Harry say that.He has not forgotten the serial tragedies that happened in the second grade of his last life.Draco finally found a reason to comfort him far-fetchedly, "Maybe...a snake slipped into the room? Harry, you know, only you can hear it, it should be just the snake language."

Harry was already relieved, he thought this explanation was enough, "Yes! For example, a snake in the corner is catching mice... This castle is so old, there will always be mice... Oh, why didn't I think of that What? It’s just scaring yourself.”

Draco wasn't quite as innocent as Harry, and to be honest, the 'kill you' signal was pretty unusual, especially considering there was an actual Slytherin chamber in the school.Draco didn't worry before because he knew that as long as no one opened it, the castle would be as safe as it had been for 1000 years. As long as the Dark Lord died, the only person in the whole world who could open the Chamber of Secrets was Harry.

There was no doubt that Harry would not do such a thing, and even if one day he knew the secret of the Chamber of Secrets and was so curious as to die, Draco would not allow the two of them to risk their lives.After 100 years, when Harry dies of old age, the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets will always be buried as a secret, and there will be no more danger.

But now...

Draco didn't quite know the whole story of what happened in his last life, so he was very confused, but as long as he thought of the imprint on his father's arm that hadn't completely disappeared, Draco still couldn't help but feel a shadow over his heart.

Draco waited for Halloween in apprehension, just to see if there was an attack on that day anyway.

Before Halloween, Draco used rotten food, sharp and piercing ghost music and an ice-cold environment, combined with the temptation of the huge pumpkin ghost face in Hagrid's pumpkin patch and Professor Flitwick's bat ceiling decoration, completely Dispelling Harry's curiosity about going to the Gryffindor ghost's death banquet with the bloody Barrow, Harry never left Draco's nose for a whole day.

Then, they happily participated in the Halloween dinner. On the long table of Slytherin, everyone even took the lantern pumpkins on the table and turned them into masks of various ghosts and put them on their heads to scare each other.It was a perfect and successful dinner, and nothing spoiled it. Harry even had flushed cheeks and bright green eyes all night because of the two bonbons that Zabini threw over.

The little Slytherin snakes who were full of food and drink and had a good time stood up at the order of the prefect and turned to the exit of the hall. Students from other colleges also began to retreat. The footsteps and laughter of thousands of people The noise was like thunder, moving with the movement of the crowd, and when it moved to the corridor on the second floor, this roar of hundreds of people talking and laughing at the same time seemed to suddenly fall into a quagmire, layer upon layer. Passing is gone.

The air seemed to condense.

Draco borrowed two Ravenclaw books from Hermione on the pretext of borrowing two books from the Ravenclaw collection before the banquet started. As soon as he and Harry left the hall, they left the Slytherin underground passage and turned directly to the second floor. Harry and Draco, who were in the lead, just bumped into each other and looked carefully.

Between the two windows in the corridor on the second floor, on the wall more than one person above the ground, there are two lines of blood red writing, and there is a bloody smell under the light of the jumping torches.

[The chamber of secrets is opened.

Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant. ]

Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, was hung upside down from a torch stand, eyes wide open, petrified.

Harry didn't feel much after reading those words, but after seeing Mrs. Norris, he was shocked and couldn't help grabbing Draco's hand... After holding it, he realized that Draco's hand was the same as his Get cold and clammy.

Draco's heart had sunk to the bottom, he was confused and confused, why... he was obviously dead, but why?

Harry went back to the Slytherin dungeon, and after hearing the conjectures and remarks of other Slytherins, he realized that it wasn't the petrified cat that everyone was talking about, but those two sentences that he found completely inexplicable, and seemed to be It also brought out a lot of bullshit bragging about bloodlines - he didn't believe it, Hermione was the smartest witch he had ever seen, and Draco was the smartest wizard he had ever seen, two shining The example here proves that bloodline can't decide anything at all.

"Draco, what do you mean by the Chamber of Secrets, and whose heir does it refer to?" Instead of listening to those people's random guesses, Harry thought that Draco's knowledge might be more reliable, and he returned to the room at night. In the bedroom, he ran to Draco's bed and rolled.

The petrification incident made Draco's heart always confused. He didn't let Harry know the connection between him and the Dark Lord. He didn't know what to say before, but after the Dark Lord died, it became unnecessary, but now, This matter became more and more weird, and Harry, Draco knew that although he liked to act like a baby, deep down he had a strength and courage that even he couldn't match.

So, Draco was almost blunt.

"The Chamber of Secrets, the legendary Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, can only be opened by the descendants of Slytherin. According to the official history, Salazar Slytherin admired pure blood and did not trust Muggle-born wizards, so he and Godric Gryffindor left Hogwarts after a big quarrel. According to the wild history, he left the secret room before leaving, and there were horrible things in the secret room, waiting for his heirs to return to the school one day to cleanse the blood. "

Harry, who was originally thinking about listening to the excitement, suddenly sat up straight, his expression became shocked, he thought for a long time before slowly shaking his head, "Draco, I don't believe it! Two hundred Slytherin rules of conduct, Sarah Zha taught us to love life, respect family members, and make friends sincerely. He asked us to work hard and uphold the truth. He even went so far as to regulate our dress and manners, but none of them mentioned discrimination or killing."

Harry silently recalled each of these codes of conduct. Although he hated why there were so many of them when he was copying them, he calmed down and had to admit that he respected the wise suggestions of his predecessors from the bottom of his heart, "Those codes of conduct... Della Co, Salazar must love this place! He's looking forward to us."

When Draco heard Harry's words, he wanted to sigh a little. The truth that he only slowly understood after living for two lifetimes was understood by Harry so quickly, "Harry, 50 years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened."

"what?"

"I heard what my father said, and I haven't investigated it seriously, but that time, a Muggle-born witch did die."

Harry was in total shock, he didn't expect it to be true, did Salazar he... he—

Draco's words later helped Harry feel relieved, "The Dark Lord is the last known descendant of Slytherin. He became the Dark Lord when our parents were in school. According to this calculation, it should happen that he was in school 50 years ago. If this is really the case, then you can match up."

Oh, it wouldn't be so surprising if it was Voldemort, Harry thought with relief, he's a madman murderer in the first place...

wrong!

Harry suddenly realized what the problem was, and then his whole body was as icy cold as if he had embraced the bloody Baron.

"He..." Harry bit his lip and whispered, "He's dead, Draco, isn't he?"

"I don't know, Harry." Draco revealed his confusion for the first time, since the legendary chamber of secrets is not groundless, since that chamber of secrets can only be opened by his heir, and the facts have proved that it is indeed just His successor has only opened it once, so this time...

"I don't know, Harry."

The two of them fell into complete silence, and after a long time, Draco struggled out of the confusion, some things had to remind Harry to be careful. "Remember what I told you not to let anyone know that you can speak Parseltongue?"

Harry nodded alertly, "Has anything to do with this?"

"Snake language is the unique talent of Salazar Slytherin. Harry, the Dark Lord is the last known person who can speak the language of snake, the heir of Slytherin."

Harry's pupils lengthened.

He couldn't help touching the scar on his forehead. Harry once learned a little about scars under spells from books, and they usually had strange aftereffects.When facing Voldemort, his scar was so painful that he could faint, so the talent of being left behind to speak Parseltongue is probably commonplace... should it?

"I won't let anyone know!" Harry vowed very seriously.

Of course, it would be bad if someone misunderstood him as the heir to the Chamber of Secrets, the great-great-great-grandson of Salazar Slytherin or something!

Although being in Slytherin might win a little bit of envy, who wants to be related to Voldemort?

Also, he doesn't want to take the blame for other people's terrorist acts!