Snape's personal assistant

"Granger?" Gryffindor's Miss Know-It-All: Hermione Granger?To be honest, the intersection between the two of them was entirely because of Harry, if there was an intersection at all, it was just sitting at the same table for dinner.

"It's so rare that the prince of Slytherin will also be overwhelmed by difficult problems." Hermione glanced at the book on Draco's desk, and the surprised expression on her face was fleeting. "Are you also studying the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Also?" Opening the cover of the book, in the borrowing catalogue, he discovered that Hermione Granger was neatly written on it in cursive Draco Malfoy.

Hermione shrugged: "It's a pity that they got nothing, isn't it, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Miss Granger, what you mean is that you have read all these books. I don't know if I have the honor to hear what you know about the Chamber of Secrets." Out of the messy hair and crooked clothes, Draco's Attitude is a perfect example of God's ten.

"Of course, I'm also Harry's friend, and we can always find a solution faster by communicating with each other." Hermione smiled. "For such historical problems, wouldn't it be better to ask Professor Li Bins?"

Damn, why didn't I think of such a simple thing.Draco really slapped himself for asking a Muggle-born girl to remind him.

"Professor Binns said that it was rumored that Slytherin had built a hut in the castle beforehand, which the other founders were unaware of. According to legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that it would be safe until his true heir came to the school. No one will be able to open the chamber. Only his successor will be able to open the chamber, unleash the horrors that lie within, and purge all who do not deserve to be taught magic."

"And the fear in it?"

"People think it's some kind of monster, a monster that only a Slytherin can control. So," Hermione concluded firmly, "I suspect it's a snake or something."

"Yes, Harry can hear strange voices every time before the incident. Parseltongue can understand its language and can control it, and can appear in every corner of Hogwarts anytime and anywhere without being noticed, that is Snake." Speaking of which, Draco's expression became weird, "So, Harry? No, it can't be Harry."

Hermione picked up a pen and crossed the list again: "I don't think it's Harry either, at least the ancestors of the Potter family never married the Slytherin family."

Only then did Draco notice that Hermione had a list of all the students in the school.Merlin, the list was dragged on the floor, and there was a huge roll, and beside her was "Wizard Family".

"But so far there is no progress. It seems that the Slytherin family became extinct 50 years ago." Hermione couldn't help frowning.

Draco made a suggestion at the right time, "Miss Granger, why don't we divide the work, you continue to check the family lineage, I will check the secret room and that mysterious creature." After a pause, as if he was not used to it, Draco added: " Harry."

"For Harry." Hermione smiled brightly. In fact, she could feel that Draco was alienated under the politeness, but for her good friend, wouldn't it be nice to cooperate and reduce the burden.

The arrival of January means that the temperature is getting colder and colder, and the cold and humid mountain wind blows the whole castle.The students in the castle were all wrapped up like bears.Of course, except for a few high-achieving students, including Draco and Hermione, even the irradiated Harry skillfully used the warming spell to avoid this tragedy.Ginny was miserable. She was young, lacked magical ability, was weak, and her whole face was blue.Her brother Percy forced her to drink a bunch of chili potions.For hours afterwards, smoke continued to rise from under her bright red hair, and people who did not know the cause thought her entire head was on fire.

Back in the dormitory after class, Harry hugged the pillow Draco gave him, sat there quietly looking at the golden snitch necklace, countless images flashed in his mind.Myrtle's growling expression, Draco's dodging eyes, the drenched hem of his robe, his Parseltongue...and, this afternoon, he saw the conversation between Draco and Hermione in the library.He felt as though an atomic bomb had been dropped on him, tearing him apart.Could it be, could it be...a terrible association gradually emerged in Harry's mind.No, you can't think of Draco that way.He tried his best to restrain himself from having such thoughts, but to no avail.Gotta find something to do, find something to do.

He grabbed the diary on the table and put the Golden Snitch aside. Even though he knew that the diary was blank, he couldn't help picking it up and flipping through it subconsciously.Although, Harry was pretty sure he'd never heard the name Riddle, it still seemed to mean something to him, almost as if Riddle was his forgotten childhood friend.But this is ridiculous.He had never had any friends before Hogwarts, Dudley could attest.

As if tempted by something, Harry took a new bottle of ink from his cupboard, dipped a feather in it, and wrote "My name is Harry Potter" on the first page of his diary.For a moment the ink glistens on the paper, then as if absorbed by the paper, it disappears.Then, finally, there was movement, and words that Harry had never written slowly emerged from the page.

In the library, Draco suddenly couldn't help but groan loudly, he is a Gryffindor troll through and through!Hermione, a know-it-all, must have searched the books in the first quarter, and she could also borrow Harry's Invisibility Cloak. If she could find the answer, she would have told herself. 50 years ago, 50 years ago, according to Myrtle, the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago.Draco frowned, his fists ravaging his temples, trying to clear his mind.Then why not start investigating from 50 years ago, there will definitely be clues.

Draco smiled smugly, like a general who has conquered a city that cannot be conquered for a long time. As the son of the school director, he still has the right to read the files from 50 years ago.

In a good mood, he tapped the Snitch to contact Harry, but got no response.

Something happened again?Disregarding his usual demeanor, Draco pushed away his chair and ran all the way.Ignoring Mrs. Pince behind her, she jumped angrily: "No running in the library, Mr. Malfoy."

"What are you doing, Harry. Why aren't you responding to me?" The door of the Gryffindor dormitory was pushed open again roughly by Draco, and his angry tone couldn't help after seeing Harry's emerald green eyes Let go, "I'm worried, you know."

Harry's heart beat faster, and the moment he realized the door had been opened, Riddle was about to reply to his message about the Chamber of Secrets: "I, I was writing in my diary, I didn't notice." Harry felt parched, tongue twitching. Knot.

"No headaches, no strange noises?" Draco held Harry's head with both hands, with double eyelids carved like a knife, blue eyes like the heart of the ocean, and the blue eyes shot into Harry's eyes, and the worry in his eyes slowed down. Slow "You scared the hell out of me."

"No, no."

"Continue writing your diary." Draco grinned when he saw the pillow in Harry's arms, and he reached out to ruffle Harry's hair, "Don't worry, the master won't peep at your diary."

A Slytherin in the Gryffindor dormitory always had a bad effect, even if it was Christmas break.Draco returned quickly.

After Draco left, Harry let go of the hand covering the diary, and the ink on it became confused, as if Riddle was eager to tell him the Chamber of Secrets: "Of course I know the Chamber of Secrets...but it's a lie. In the When I was in 5th grade, the secret room was opened, monsters came out and attacked several students, and eventually one student died, I caught the person who opened the secret room, he was expelled...they awarded me a nice piece Shiny engraved prize and warning to keep silent...the monster is alive, and the one who could unleash it has not been locked up."

After reading this passage, Harry hesitated. Ron said that he had scratched a medal that belonged to Riddle. Maybe he should see if it was true.

In any case, Harry was determined to learn more about Riddle, so early the next morning, with an excited Hermione and a totally unconvinced Ron in the drawing room looking through his diary, he decided to check on Riddle. special medals.

There was a bang, and the sound of glass shattering sounded behind them.

"Yes, I'm sorry, my hands slipped." Ginny, who was wrapped up like a ball, seemed to be strangled, her eyes widened, and she shivered behind the sofa. There was glass shards and milk all over her feet.

"It's okay, just clean it up." Hermione waved her wand, "Ginny, why do you look so pale, do you want to go to the medical wing?"

"No, no need, Platinum has already made me drink the medicine."

Seeing Ginny staring at the diary, Harry shoved the diary into his bag, not wanting too many people to know about it.

After Ron sent his little sister back to the dormitory, he accompanied Harry to the prize room to see Riddle's special medal.

Rhett's polished gold badge was kept in a corner cabinet, with no details of why it was issued.

"It's a good thing too, otherwise it would be bigger, and I'm sure it's still lighting up now," said Ron.They did, however, find his name on an old Magical Excellence Medal and past top boys lists.

"Harry, why are you here?" The familiar voice sounded in my ears again, "Tom Riddle, that's him."

"Even you know him? Sounds like Percy," said Ron, wrinkling his nose in disgust at Draco. "Great, top boy—probably the head of every class."

"You sound like that's a bad thing," said Hermione in a slightly hurt tone, and turning around, she said to Draco, "Why, Mr. Malfoy, something new?"

"One point, Miss Granger." Draco smiled politely and didn't answer further, "But it's not very clear yet."

"What the hell are you talking about? Why are we staring at a sign in a daze?" Ron's tone became even worse, "Come on, you have to understand how I feel, I've stared at it hundreds of times, and it didn't If there is anything special, I would have discovered it a long time ago."

A group of people left thoughtfully (except Ron, a bastard who was thinking about what to eat), and no one noticed that there was a flash of fire behind the corner.

When the pair of Slytherin and Gryffindor friends were struggling with each other, Assistant Teacher Lin's miserable life became even more miserable.

Do you still remember the sentence our big devil said that day: "Take off your clothes."?Lin Kaiwei, who was originally worried about being robbed, would rather take the initiative to strip naked and lie on the bed and be manipulated by the other party. At any rate, robbing himself doesn't need to work hard, just lie there and let the mermaid go.Recalling the tragic experience that day, Assistant Professor Lin was so sad that it was the worst Christmas he ever had.

Let's turn the clock back to Christmas Day.The blond devil raised his eyebrows, and said in a calm tone, "Take off your clothes quickly, within 5 minutes."

Assistant Professor Lin continued to mess around in the wind.Even if you cast a warming spell and let me run around naked, it's not good for children to see me.Even if the children can't see it, it's not good to be seen by these books...

"Within 5 minutes, otherwise you will be naked all the time, it's convenient." The big devil licked his fangs and turned away.

After 5 minutes, Lin Kaiwei's white, tender and red fruit was freshly baked!Three five yuan, three five yuan.

"Give me your hand and look into my eyes."

Stretching out his hoof in a daze, he stared at Gellert's blue eyes like cornflowers. His eyes were covered with gray-blue clouds, and his eyes seemed to be blowing like a gust of wind.Lin Kaiwei felt hot waves coming up from the depths of his body like a tide, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his back, and something was coming out from behind.The pain didn't stop until large pieces of feathers fell around.

"It's too weak." Gellert's brows were frowned, and the hand on Lin Kaiwei's hand suddenly exerted pressure, and his five fingers were clasped tightly. "It seems that we need to strengthen training."

"Strengthen training?" Lin Kaiwei was confused, but the pain in his hand made him withdraw his hand reflexively.

"Yes, strengthen the training. Look at the wings on your back. Although they are mature, their flexibility and control are extremely poor."

The face of the big devil suddenly darkened, and he slapped Lin Kaiwei's almost invisible biceps twice, "A man with so few muscles, his back muscles will directly affect your control over the wings. As for the magic power that will affect you The maintenance time and size of the wings, now you understand why you were asked to contact the silent spell a while ago. Learning new magic is a good way to improve your magic power."

Assistant Professor Lin was shocked.Don't take it for granted, okay? I've never seen that pair of things behind me when I grow up. Where do you tell me to practice my muscles?Also, I don't know if it's boys who are so cute these days.Obviously a standard body shape, not like you Schwarzenegger.

"Come on, try it, try to vibrate the wings with your mind."

The author has something to say: (⊙o⊙)...The two articles together are even more tiring