HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

"We have to send all the students home tomorrow," said the vice-principal, casting a glance at the silent potions master.She was one of the few people who knew that Dumbledore sometimes went back to the potions office, and Snape shook his head slightly.

Professor McGonagall's old face became even heavier: "Hogwarts is over. Dumbledore used to say..."

Her words were interrupted by a loud knock on the door.All the professors looked over expectantly at the same time—they couldn't help secretly expecting for a moment that it was their former headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore that McGonagall had just mentioned.

Gilderoy Lockhart walked in.There was even a grin on his face: "Sorry - took a nap - what did I miss?"

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who had never been very good at reading people's eyes, shut his mouth embarrassingly under the almost hostile eyes of everyone, but the expression on his face was still relaxed.

Snape took a step forward - just now he was the one who most honestly thought it was Dumbledore, and the lack of hope at this moment made the potions master, who was never very good-tempered, stare at Lockhart viciously. .

"The person who solves the problem is here." Different from the intimidating gaze, his tone is almost brisk, but with a hint of sarcasm, "this is the person. Lockhart, a girl was captured by a monster , was brought into the secret room, and the time for you to show off your brilliance has finally come."

He cocked the corner of his mouth, and watched with satisfaction that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's face suddenly turned pale.Other professors also gathered around, taunting the idiot colleagues who were still confused by this time, forcing Lockhart to stare dumbfounded at his colleagues who seemed to have changed.

"Then, Gilderoy, we'll let you deal with it," Professor McGonagall interjected, frowning, "tonight is a perfect opportunity for you to show your talents. We promise not to let anyone hinder you. You You can deal with that monster alone, and now we can finally let you do it."

The professor who has always been keen on bragging about himself looked around desperately, trying to find an ally who could reach out to him, but his usual boastful talk and low-mindedness had already offended his colleagues badly. Come out to rescue him?

At this moment, he didn't look handsome at all, his lips were trembling, his face didn't have the usual toothy smile, and he looked completely thin and haggard.The man panicked and found an excuse to go back and prepare, and quickly left the faculty lounge.

"Well," said Professor McGonagall, her nostrils fluttering and snorting angrily, "he's out of his way at last. Now, the deans of the houses go and inform the students of what happened. Tell them, The Hogwarts Express will take them home early tomorrow morning. The other teachers will make sure not a single student is left outside the dormitory."

She gave Snape one last deep, expectant look, and was the first to leave the room.

Snape understood what Professor McGonagall meant—she wanted him to inform Dumbledore as soon as possible.

According to the previous arrangement, the Potions Professor walked quickly towards the Slytherin cellar, but his mood was far less light than the hem of his billowing black robe.Professor McGonagall thought he could contact Dumbledore, but in fact Snape himself was not completely sure—he released his patron saint before leaving the cellar, asking him to go to Dumbledore to convey a message, but There are too many ways to shield the Patronus, and he has no way to be sure whether Dumbledore can get the news in time.

He succinctly conveyed Professor McGonagall's meaning to the restless Slytherin students, asking them not to leave the common room.Snape frowned and glanced around at the students who seemed exceptionally quiet and obedient under his aggressive prestige, then turned and walked out of the Slytherin common room.

He also had to go to the castle to find the students who hadn't returned to the common room so far.

……

As time passed, the professors who went separately to appease and search for the students also gradually returned to the staff lounge. Except that every few hours they would be separated into a group according to the previous scheduling order to go out to patrol the castle. No one seems to intend to leave this room where professors used to communicate with each other and rest temporarily.

The room was quiet and silent. These professors who had been with each other for at least ten years looked at each other, and their faces were not very good-as Professor McGonagall said before, Hogwarts, this is the end-if If you can't solve the problem of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets tonight.

But it's not easy to solve this problem, they don't even have a clue about the location of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

In a sad silence, Sprout and Flitwick, who had gone out to inspect, came back side by side.This somewhat broke the suffocating atmosphere in the room. Snape glanced at Mrs. Hooch, tilted his head slightly, and walked towards the door of the staff lounge.

Among all the professors, his expression was still calm, but his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy because of the oppressive atmosphere.He knew what the professors were thinking - but even he, who had spent the most time with Dumbledore during this period, was not at all sure that the old Headmaster would be back in time.

At the door, Snape opened it and walked out first, followed by Mrs. Hooch.It's not that he's not a little gentlemanly and unwilling to let the lady go first.But everyone knows that those who are ahead at this time are destined to face more risks.

Mrs. Hooch did not refuse her colleague's kindness. The lady with eagle-like sharp eyes slightly stretched her eyebrows, gave Snape a gentle and grateful look, and walked forward with him in silence.

Professor McGonagall, who was still in the staff lounge, seemed to have finally recovered from the movement of the previous handover. She withdrew her eyes, which had been staring at the fireplace in a daze, and looked at her colleagues who were like family members who were about to bid farewell. .

"Anyway," she said, clearing her throat slightly as all eyes turned to her, "I think we'd better inform that poor girl's parents as soon as possible—they have a right to know." this matter."

As she spoke, she stood up and glanced around at the heavy expressions of the professors: "I'm going to the owl shack to post a letter."

"Minerva," Professor Kettleburn, who taught the Magical Creatures class, stood up, "I'll go with you."

"Thanks, but no, I think I can handle it."

Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked out alone.

She walked through the corridors of Hogwarts that she was no longer familiar with, through the garden with the cold night wind, and into the owl hut.

……

"Minerva, if you ask me, it's not wise to act alone in a castle where another attack has occurred." A soft voice with a little reproach in it suddenly rang in her ears.

Professor McGonagall was startled and quickly turned his head away.

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Wow - I haven't coded for many days, and the hand feeling is gone, so I hurried to finish coding before going to bed【Code such a paragraph!Two thousand words!I actually coded for almost four hours! 】/Storm cry

Did the professor notify the principal? [Actually, I think you all know the answer www]

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