[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 26: catch the moment of inspiration

When Professor McGonagall sternly told all the students to return to the common room as soon as possible on the school radio, Professor Snape was reading in his office. Emphasize that all prefects should take responsibility, go back to the lounge of their own college to count the number of people, and make sure that all students are there.

Now Professor Snape rushed out of the office without a second of delay, he can't control others, but there are two little snakes in his cellar that have absolutely nothing to do with safety, one seems to be cautious but actually has more ideas than anyone else , a seemingly obedient person is actually bolder than anyone else!

The professor strode directly to the Slytherin lounge, the Snake King's authority was always there, "So... where's Mr. Malfoy?"

"Just returned to the dormitory, Professor." Zabini stood straight and pointed his head back.

"So Potter..."

"I didn't see it, I don't know if it's in the dormitory, professor!" Zabini quickly reported, before finishing the last word, the corner of the professor's robe had disappeared into the corridor.

As soon as Snape entered the room, he didn't care to appreciate his godson's wonderful space-expanding results, he looked around, it's fine, there was no one in the room.

The potion master's unusually sensitive sense of smell captured a familiar smell of incense in the air, stretched his arm in the exact direction, and grasped it with his long hand, and clearly felt the soft and smooth cloth like silk in the empty air. With a pull - the young Master Malfoy who was sneaking towards the door was exposed, and the professor was holding the invisibility cloak in his hands with a sullen face.

"Godfather, Harry is in the prize gallery, he hasn't come back yet..." Draco knew in his heart that there must be another attack, and it was definitely not safe outside, but under the death light of the godfather, his voice became quieter as he spoke.

"Stay here!" Professor Snape said bluntly, turned around and strode out, and faced many confused and whispering little snakes in the lounge, the professor just glanced over and threw down a sentence, "Fry Walker , take on the duties of the prefect!" So he went to find the only disobedient little snake without looking back.

Another petrification incident!

Madam Pomfrey's heart clenched when she heard the news from the fireplace, but there was nothing she could do but prepare the poor child's bed.An attack, but this time it was no longer a cat but a genuine student who was petrified!She was on the verge of tears as she watched the Headmaster, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Sprout levitate the petrified students to the hospital wing.

"Nasty attack, Albus!" Professor McGonagall turned pale, and Professor Sprout was already wiping away tears.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been confirmed to be open, I'm afraid I have to say this now." Dumbledore's crescent-shaped glasses were serious, "The whole school must be vigilant, Minerva, and those children who like to swim at night must be severely warned... "

bang——

The door of the medical room was knocked open suddenly, Professor Snape strode into the medical room exuding a breath of death, and a student floated in beside him, Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth that was about to scream Mouth, as pale as the patient she was about to treat, "Double attack incident?"

"It's Harry!" Dumbledore's voice lost its usual peace when he saw the levitated person clearly.

"Dirty water was spilled all over the floor outside the prize showroom!" Professor Snape's eyes looked particularly hollow at the moment, and his face was particularly dull. He couldn't describe how he felt when he saw Harry lying on the ground without a sound from a distance.

"No, it's not the same." After Dumbledore checked, "Harry wasn't petrified, he was just seriously injured, Bobby, come and see, you can heal him!"

Harry was carefully placed on the hospital bed, and Madam Pomfrey quickly started to get busy. Yes, the headmaster was right, it seemed that a curse with a powerful impact effect hit Harry in the chest, causing the sternum to break , in addition, there are some components of the stun spell, but there is no doubt that as long as he drinks the correct potion, his bones will recover in less than two hours after a good rest, and he will be in a coma.

Harry's serious injuries were no doubt fortunately minor compared to...compared...to the fourth-year Hufflepuff lying in the bed next to him - the petrified student, Professor McGonagall found in his own At the corner of the corridor not far from the office, a Hufflepuff student was lying in front of a pair of armor, with a make-up homework for the Transfiguration class in his hand.

Two attacks in one day set off an uproar in the school, especially one involving Harry Potter!

As for the completely different ways in which the two were attacked, not many people paid attention to it. Even if someone noticed it, it would be easy to explain. The murderer first petrified an opponent with weak resistance, a Hufflepuff (a cat before), and met When we arrived at Harry Potter on the third floor, the boy who survived the mysterious man had a face-to-face confrontation, and then they drew out their wands and fought for hundreds of rounds in the corridor on the third floor, bleeding everywhere (it was actually dirty water) , and finally ended with the person disappearing and Harry Potter was injured, the course of events and results, Lockhart, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, who was also on the third floor, provided evidence to support the rumors, in his usual helpless heroic way The ending——"Of course, I have to say that if it wasn't for fear of accidentally hurting Harry and later taking Harry to the infirmary, I would definitely be able to eliminate that evil dark wizard. Very similar..."

Victims of petrification can't help it for the time being, but when Harry wakes up, they will know the truth about the attack, more than one professor thinks so.

Two days later, Harry woke up.

"Harry, that's impossible. House elves can't attack wizards." Sirius, who had been worrying for two days by the hospital bed, almost shaved his hair, but after hearing Harry's description, he couldn't believe it.

"If your brain still has a function called thinking, you should be able to tell that it has attacked, unless you are questioning Madam Pomfrey's medical skills and your godson is lying." Professor Snape was beside him coldly Opening his mouth, he looked towards Sirius as if he was watching Longbottom's potion homework.

And Sirius' fur stood on end, like a vicious dog whose territory had been violated, "Shut up, greasy snot, it's all because you asked Harry to clean the entire castle, despicable and sinister..."

"Sirius!" Harry grabbed his godfather's arm by the hem of his shirt, drawing his attention back.I don’t know if it’s because of Gryffindor’s aura. As soon as Sirius appeared, he and Professor Snape would quarrel over any trivial matter, “Sirius, it said it was just to save me, and put me and Della It was the one that Coe almost killed with the ball! It thought it was a protection!"

"Maybe, we need to take a look. Harry, if you don't mind." Dumbledore came over with a stone basin in his arms, and after asking Harry, he turned to Sirius.

"See?" Harry didn't understand.

Sirius explained to him, "Recall what happened that day, and then don't struggle, even if it's a little itchy." He pointed his head.

Dumbledore's wand slowly pulled a strand of silvery-white stuff out of Harry's head, and the Headmaster stirred it up in the Pensieve.

However, after everyone has read it one after another, they have to admit that Harry's narration is a self-righteous protective behavior of a neurotic elf, but obviously he didn't figure out what is protection and what is harm--it doesn't help the petrification incident at all. No.The only thing worth noting is that the elf doesn't belong to Hogwarts, and his warnings and protections are always a bit unusual.But none of the frustrated people noticed Master Malfoy's gloomy face.

"It's strange, I don't know where the elves come from," Harry couldn't help discussing this on the way back to the cellar after recovering from his illness, "It turns out that house-elves are also so scruffy, not at all like the few in your family." Just clean and tidy, but, Draco, you used to compare me to their outfits, it's a bit similar...Stingy guy, his master must be a bad guy!"

Draco's face darkened even more, and he wrote a secret letter to his father, outlining what had happened and carefully advising his father to make sure some rebellious house-elf stayed where he was supposed to be, not Intervening in events that should not have been involved, he also reminded his father to pay attention to the safety of the manor and Malfoy's family. After all, wizards have never guarded against house elves, even a rebel who has been "reviled" can have a way of knowing a lot The master's secret, as long as he hides this kind of thought.

Then, the matter seemed to be over.

As Harry was discharged from the hospital in good condition, the haze that had shrouded the school for several days began to dissipate. Although there was another victim who was attacked who did not improve at all, it was obvious that Harry Potter's injury and recovery were more eye-catching. That hapless Hufflepuff kid forgot.

Draco hadn't, and neither had Harry, and Hermione wasn't taking it lightly now that the unknown heir of Slytherin had started attacking her Muggle-born classmates.Although because of Draco and Harry, those Slytherin blood theorists finally didn't speak ill of Hermione even if they looked down on Hermione, but the little witch was still a little anxious, her disheveled hair was scratched and her eyes were wide-eyed. Bloodshot and no results.

"I've searched all the books, and I can't find any record of such a powerful petrification spell. Harry, do you know? A cat can still make sense, but to petrify a wizard to that state, I bet even that People can't do it easily..."

Hermione was still babbling and irritated to the point of hysteria, but Harry seemed to be petrified. He was stunned for a long time and then suddenly jumped up, "I think I know!" Mrs. S roared behind with a feather duster.

"Draco, I think I know where the Chamber of Secrets is!" Harry rushed into the bedroom, out of breath.

Draco was really thankful that the thing he had just finished, otherwise it would have been destroyed by Harry, "Come here!" Draco came out of the laboratory with a small, white and clear thing in his hand, yes Li beckons.

"Draco, I mean..."

"Quiet!" Draco slapped the little black cat with green eyes jumping up and down, and then melted the pendant in Harry's blood, and then put on a belt made of unicorn mane to tie it around. Harry's neck.

"What?" Harry touched.

"Cat bells!" Draco said angrily, "Don't even think about asking for presents for Christmas!"

Looking down, Harry turned and ran to the bedroom to look in the mirror (dog-leg full-length mirror: Oh, my dear master, your eyes are like the tenderest shoots in spring, full of vitality and vitality, and your hair color is like the deepest sky , the stars will be fascinated by you, the accessories you just wore on your chest are white and shining, perfectly setting off your purity...)

It was a very beautiful pectoral. The slightly lowered unicorn raised one of its front hooves, half of its body was covered by a cluster of light green crescent-shaped branches of moonlight wood. It looked very peaceful and holy. In his hand, Harry even felt an indescribable warmth and comfort, obviously it should be more than just jewelry.

"What is it?"

"A talisman, using the Potter family's crest pattern, I found it from "Born Noble, A Wizarding Genealogy"." It was originally planned to be a Christmas gift for Harry, but petrification and attacks occurred unexpectedly. Amulets have always been practical things to ward off disasters, so Draco gave them ahead of time regardless of the holiday or not.

Harry fumbled at the talisman, questioning again, "Why a unicorn? I thought it was a Snitch or something." His dad was such a good Quidditch player!

Draco rubbed his forehead, feeling pain in his temples.

"Because the Potter family is passed down from one generation to the next, and they are so simple-minded that they are as stupid as a unicorn!" Draco poked Harry's head with a vicious look on his face, "I don't want to die Just keep it with you, and don’t confuse it with some kind of swindler’s merchandise!” A while ago, the school was going crazy buying and selling amulets in the underground black market.

"Of course, Malfoy will always only give the best!" Harry turned around and threw himself on Draco, ignoring his bad words!Every time Draco would quarrel like this, the more expensive the thing, the more aggressive he would be.

No matter how many evil spells this amulet can block, Harry should collect it carefully just because of the appearance of the family crest of the Potter family!

He happily put the amulet close to his body, Harry remembered his great discovery, and pulled Draco to sit down, "I know where the Chamber of Secrets is, Draco, it was Hermione who reminded me, use Madam Norris , "Harry analyzed it to him very seriously, "the first attack, chance is always greater than planning, don't look at me like that, this is what the Muggle TV documentary crime investigation said: the place where most crimes occur for the first time is always Very important clues. You see, the two petrification incidents were in the corridor on the second floor, and Mrs. Norris, if the other party just wanted to declare war on us, he couldn’t have rummaged through the castle just for a declaration. Petrified a cat and hung it to a torch, Mrs Norris must have happened to bump into him somewhere, so he just..." Harry gestured at his neck.

Draco pulled out the Marauder's Map, "I solemnly swear that I will do no good!"

From the map they found the place where Mrs. Norris was petrified, and the corridor where the accident happened was actually empty, except for a bathroom on the opposite side, the one where Moaning Myrtle used to stay, Draco stared at that bathroom completely After being stunned for a while, he really wanted to hit his head hard, the Muggle student who died 50 years ago!With such an obvious fact, did I really switch brains with the troll in my previous life?

The voice of Draco's statement couldn't help fluttering, "Harry, there is a student ghost in this abandoned bathroom, called Moaning Myrtle, and it should be the one that died 50 years ago."

"Huh?" Harry could really confirm the location of the Chamber of Secrets now!

The two little snakes stared at each other, Harry opened his mouth dryly and moved several times, but didn't say a word for a long time.

Draco suddenly covered his face, fell on the bed disillusioned and wailed: "No—"

Harry looked at the bathroom on the map with a complicated expression, and muttered, "Salazar...as a gentleman, you actually built a secret room in the women's bathroom..."