Polaris

Compared with the heavy calculations in the first year, Poloris's second year at Hogwarts was relatively easy. Dumbledore did not conduct any savior training, and Snape no longer looked at her. All her potions They were all mailed to the door of her bedroom by the dean of Slytherin with an owl. Since last year, Tom has cast a spell on her door. No matter what hits it, it will be bounced away. Less bitter, but Poloris has no intention of unlocking it. After absorbing the locket and the main soul, Tom is not satisfied with retracting into the locket. He has occupied the double room with a tough attitude. The other bed was said to be tough, but Poloris didn't plan to take care of him at all.Well, one more thing to add, if there is no such a wonderful teacher in Lockhart, this must be a wonderful semester, Poloris admits that she likes to read books, but after reading one of Mr. Lockhart's books, she feels that It's murdering her brains, she'd rather fail the subject than read it again, Tom agrees with that, as the Dark Lord, he said that Dumbledore would rather find an idiot to give lectures than him as a genuine master of the dark arts Really look down on him and his Death Eaters.After Tom spent a vacation and half a semester eating the main soul, they set their sights on the Ravenclaw crown that Tom hid in the Room of Response. But before they found a chance to take it, a sudden change occurred.

"Harry was taken away by Lockhart again." Draco propped his chin and poked the beef patty on the plate with one hand. This semester, Harry's face cellar labor service time has been reduced, due to the weekly Defense Against the Dark Arts class Before Potions class, Lockhart booked Harry's spare time for a whole week with a simple sentence. Even if Snape didn't like him, he couldn't make a labor service plan every other weekend, not to mention After the cold war between Harry and Polly at the end of the first semester, there was basically no conflict between the two except for the constant disguised fight before each potions class.

"Then go find him." Poloris put down the tableware in her hand, no matter what Draco thought, she had stayed in this auditorium enough, and the beef patties for tonight's main course had already made her fragile stomach start Convulsions, and since the holidays she's been trying gradually to eat solids, with little success.

"That idiot Lockhart always asks Harry to help him write letters to fans, how can Dumbledore let such a person call us Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Draco pouted and put down the tableware, he took a look The Gryffindor table then turned and walked out.During dinner time, most of the students gathered in the auditorium. As soon as the two of them walked out of the gate, they felt like the whole world was quiet.

"Because the Dark Lord put a curse on this class, no one can teach it for a year." Poloris replied, the culprit is now occupying her bedroom bored to read aloud Lockhart's strange stuff every day, she I think the Dark Lord is really smart.

"You can't find such a person like that." Draco dissatisfied. "I don't think I'll learn anything until I graduate."

"Is it a display for you to be brother-in-law and Syl?" Poloris shrugged indifferently. It didn't make much difference to her whether she taught or not. "A former Death Eater and a former Auror, what does the young master want to learn? You are satisfied."

"I'm afraid they'll start fighting after teaching." The picture he imagined in his mind made him shrug his shoulders with chills.The two walked around a corner, and from a distance, they saw Harry standing by the wall outside Lockhart's door, staring at the wall carefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Harry?" Poloris walked over and patted him on the shoulder. Harry seemed to be awakened from some thoughts, and he paused for a moment.

"Did you hear any noise?" His face didn't look very good.

"Sound? What sound?" Draco looked around, there were only three of them in the corridor.

"I heard it in Lockhart's office." Harry narrowed his eyes and looked around. "Heard it again now. It's moving, he's going to kill!" Harry stretched out his hand and pushed Poloris away and ran forward quickly. Draco looked back at Poloris to signal her to take it easy and then Quickly followed, Poloris pouted, and followed helplessly. After she walked around a corner, the two children had stopped, and they were silently staring at the wall in front of them.

"The door to the chamber of secrets has been opened. Beware, enemies of the heir." Poloris read out the bloody writing on the wall in a low voice. She caught a glimpse of the cat hanging on the side from the corner of her eye. Poking it, the stiff feel of her fingertips made her feel like her days of peace were over. "It's petrified, and counterspells don't work well," she whispered.

"That should not be a spell, but... an ability." Draco thought for a while and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard. "The secret room..." He lowered his eyelashes, as if recalling something.

"Like the gorgon at the door of the dean's chamber?" Harry had been there so many times that he could almost tell how many snakes Medusa had on her head. "Polly, are there any things in the book that have this ability?" He looked at Poloris for the first time, and he knew that his little aunt had hidden two whole families, the Black family and the Malfoy family. library.

"There are a lot." Poloris's face didn't look very good. Before she could speak again, footsteps in the corridor interrupted her.The time was nearing the end of dinner, and the prefects of Slytherin and Gryffindor led the students back to the dormitory respectively, and the spacious corridor was blocked when they passed by.

"What are you doing?" A deep voice rang out, and the children turned their heads and stepped aside when they saw Mr. Filch. "Mrs. Loris?" He froze when he saw the cat. "What did you all do! You killed my cat?" The middle-aged man's body trembled slightly. "I'll kill you." He stepped forward and grabbed Harry by the collar, and said in a tone almost growling.

"I swear I didn't do it," Harry replied, frowning. "It was like that when we came here."

"Let go." Draco stepped forward and took his hand. "We didn't do it, and the cat was just petrified." Even as a child, Draco said these words with the faint coercion of Lucius' rampage at the Ministry of Magic.Filch let go subconsciously, and calmed down a little after hearing that the cat was fine.

"Why are they all gathered here?" Dumbledore's voice came over the crowd, the children made way for him, several teachers appeared at the intersection one by one, Dumbledore saw the words on the wall After a moment of stunned, he ordered in a flat voice. "Prefects, please take the children back to the dormitory immediately, you three, please stay." The sea-blue eyes scanned the three children in front of them through the half-moon-shaped glasses, and the light inside made Poloris feel a tight.

"It's a pity I wasn't there at the time." Lockhart approached the hanging Mrs. Loris after the students left. "I just know how to revive it." He looked back at the crowd, his face full of expectation.

"How she was petrified remains to be judged." Dumbledore did not answer his words, obviously he knew the level of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Ask them, they did it!" Filch pointed angrily at Draco, who was trying to help Harry straighten his collar, and Harry, who was looking distressed at the collar. It was obvious that neither of the two children wanted to talk to him. .

"Excuse me, Headmaster." Snape looked at the child who was pretending to be stupid and dazed, with a disgusted expression on his face. "Maybe Mr. Potter and the others just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time." He took two steps forward, looking at the three children in front of him inadvertently, Poloris could see that he was watching Are they injured. "However, there are still some doubts." His next words made Harry, who was still surprised just now, immediately look away in disgust. "For example, I didn't see Mr. Potter at dinner." There is no doubt that this was knowingly asking, and the three children rolled their eyes in unison. Class schedule restrictions.

"Mr. Potter just wrote a reply for me at my place." The idiot who had no idea that he was being tricked stood up and followed Snape's script to testify for Harry as he wished.

"That's why Polly and I came to him." Draco pulled out an orange that was actually for Poloris from his pocket. "He didn't have dinner, we were going to the lounge." Snape's eyes fixed on the faces of the two children for a while and then looked away. He didn't look at Poloris who was standing aside, just As if she wasn't there, then he turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Innocent without proof, Severus," Dumbledore said.

"My cat has been petrified, someone has to be responsible for it!" Filch looked as if he was about to cry, he had already untied the cat and held it in his arms, his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

"We can cure her, Argus. The mandrakes in the school can be used to brew potions to save her when they are mature." Dumbledore's words made him quiet, and he looked at Snape expectantly. Snape turned away silently. "In the meantime, I hope everyone will be careful." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he led the classrooms away, and there were only three of them left in the spacious corridor.

"What's going on?" The three children walked quickly to the cellar, and Draco turned Harry's collar with a sad face as he walked. His quirk was that he couldn't stand creases in his clothes, and Harry was obviously making them both feel bad now, so Harry asked to change the subject.

"My dad said that Hogwarts has a chamber of secrets belonging to Slytherin. He didn't tell me who opened it. He just said that a Mudblood died when it was opened 50 years ago, and the person who opened the chamber was expelled." Draco whispered. "But this time it's petrification."

"There is water on the ground, which may slow down the magic," Harry reminded. "But what petrified her?"

"The symbol of Slytherin is a snake," said Poloris, who already had a clue. "As far as I know, the eyes of the basilisk can kill people. If they look at each other indirectly, it is very likely to cause petrification. I can basically say that someone released the basilisk, because only Harry heard the sound."

"What's the matter?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"Harry can understand snake language, but we can't. The only explanation is that the murderer is a snake." Poloris shrugged, but the gloom on her face still remained. "Okay, gentlemen, good night, don't run around, I have something to say tomorrow." She opened the bedroom door and walked in quickly. The two children looked at each other suspiciously at the closed door and then left.