Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"It must be him!" Filch screamed and turned his face to Harry.

“Second Year students can't do that,” Dumbledore said firmly. “It takes a very deep dark magic.”

But Filch didn't seem to agree, and he still insisted that this was a good thing Harry did.

On the other side, Snape poured oil on the fire and asked about Harry's whereabouts, trying to get him out of Gryffindor's Quiddich Academy.

For a time, the scene was a little chaotic.

"As long as it is not proven guilty, it is innocent, Severus." Dumbledore is clearly as firm as ever.

Snape is very angry. The same is true for Filch.

"My cat is petrified!" He screamed and his eyes widened out. "I hope to see someone punished!"

"We can cure it, Filch." Dumbledore patiently said, "Mrs. Sprout recently got some Mandrake. Once they are well-accepted, I have a medicine that will bring Mrs. Norris back to life."

“I'm going to make it,” Lockhart interjected. “I have definitely made it a hundred times. I can dream of a Mandrake resurrection potion –”

"I see, give it to McGonagall Ryan," - Snape squinted and said only half of it, so that people can clearly hear what he meant.

In the end, Dumbledore gave Harry a word to go back first.

The Harry three naturally hated not to leave early. They tried to speed up their steps and almost ran.

When they came upstairs in the Lockhart office, they got into an empty classroom and gently closed the door. Harry narrowed his eyes and looked at the faces of two friends in the dark.

"You said, should I tell them the voice I heard?" He hesitated.

Hermione is still thinking about what the “Chamber of Secrets” is, and Ron is standing on the sidelines. For a time, no one answered the meaning of his sentence.

For a few days, the students didn't talk about anything else and talked about Mrs. Norris's attack all day long—Filch's performance made everyone forget this.

He often squats in the place where Mrs. Norris is killed, and seems to think that the attacker will come again. Harry saw that he was scrubbing the text on the wall with "Mrs. Scower's All-Purpose Magical Mess Remover", which seemed to be in vain, and the words were still flashing brightly on the stone wall.

If Filch is not patrolling the crime scene, it must be stalking the eyes of two red ones, secretly hiding in the corridor, then suddenly throwing at the unsuspecting students, trying every means to find an excuse to shut them down, for example, they "gasp Too big, or a reason like "skin smiley face".

As for Ginny, she seems to be very upset about the experience of Mrs. Norris. According to Ron, she has always liked cats very much.

From time to time, Ron will comfort himself with this baby younger sister, but occasionally he will watch the air and stay.

Originally, he and Harry's friendship, he must have been noticed by Harry. Recently, Harry is also worried about other things!

Don't say anything else, just someone who saw him wanted to run this thing, it was enough for him to have a headache for a while.

One day, Hermione came out of the bookshelf. She looked very annoyed, but finally she was willing to talk to them, probably because Marx had not been in the library for a few days.

"Several "Hogwarts, A History" have been borrowed," she said, sitting down next to Harry and Ron. "The people who have registered to borrow have been scheduled for two weeks. Oh, I wish I didn't." Keeping my book at home, but the box contains Lockhart's that thick book, and I can't stop it anymore."

"Why do you want to see it?" Harry asked doubtfully.

“The same reason that others want to see it,” Hermione said. “Check out the legend about the Chamber of Secrets.”

“What is Chamber of Secrets?” Harry asked immediately.

"The problem is here, I can't remember," Hermione bit her lip, seemingly inadvertently licking the corner behind the library, faintly said, "And I can't find the story elsewhere -"

"Hermione, let me see your composition." Ron looked at his watch and said with eagerness.

"No!" Hermione suddenly gave Ron a look.

When Ron saw her, she seemed to be in a bad mood. She had to lick her mouth, but his eyes also glanced at the corner.

It was almost a Marx seat, but it hasn't seen him since the petrified incident.

After a while, the class bell rang.

Ron and Hermione were silent all the way, heading to the classroom of the A History of Magic class. Halfway through, Harry looked at them two times hesitantly - he finally found out something was wrong.

"I said, would you like to ask Marx? It seems that I haven't talked to him for a while." Harry thought the idea should be good. After all, Marx has a very good position in the heart of trio.

"no no!"

Harry didn't expect Hermione and Ron to dismiss this ambiguous idea for the first time.

"Well... what's wrong?" Harry couldn't help but be confused.

"Nothing." "No, nothing..."

Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, and although they didn't know what the other was thinking, they were undoubtedly related to Marx.

In the end, the three people came to the classroom of the A History of Magic class in silence.

The course of A History of Magic is still as boring as usual.

As a Hogwarts only one after another, the teacher Binns of the ghost teacher came through the blackboard and came to the podium. He opened the note and said it with a dry, low-pitched voice. The continuous snoring was like an old vacuum cleaner.

The class's students are groggy, occasionally came back to his senses, copying a name or date, and then falling into a semi-sleep state.

But when he said it for half an hour, something happened in the classroom that had never happened before - Hermione raised her hand.

Professor Binns suddenly looked up and was very surprised.

"you are--"

"I am Granger, Professor. I don't know if you can tell us what the Chamber of Secrets is all about," Hermione said in a clear voice.

The word "Chamber of Secrets" is clearly a hot topic in the near future, and most students feel a little bit of fear. Hermione suddenly mentioned this topic in class, just like pouring a cold water on all the sleepy students, everyone sat up straight.

Professor Binns hearing this blinked.

"My class is A History of Magic," he said in his dry, gasping for breath voice. "I study the facts, Miss Granger, not is legend and legend."

He cleared his throat and once again bowed his head and read: "In October of that year, a special team consisting of the Magician of Ding Ding Island -"

Hermione raised her hand again.

"I want to ask, sir, the legend has a certain factual basis, isn't it?"

Under helpless, Professor Binns had to talk slowly.

"Okay... Yeah, I think, you can say that." He looked at Hermione hard, as if he had never looked at a student before.

"But the legend you said is a very sensational, even funny story..."

In fact, Hogwarts was founded more than a thousand years ago, and the founders were the four greatest men's witches at the time. The four houses are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin.

In the first few years, several founders worked together in harmony, looking for young people who showed magic signs and brought them to the castle to cultivate.

However, as time went by, there was a divergence between them.

The crack between Slytherin and others is getting bigger and bigger. He believes that Hogwarts should be more selective when recruiting students, and magic education should only be limited to pure magic families.

He is unwilling to accept the children born by muggle and thinks they are unreliable.

After a few days, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a heated argument because of this problem, and then Slytherin left the school.

“Reliable historical data tells us that,” Professor Binns raised his lips and looked like a crumpled Old Tortoise – still translucent.

"...but these pure facts are covered up by the eccentric legend about the Chamber of Secrets," he said. "The story says that Slytherin built a secret room in the castle, and other founders knew nothing about it. ""

"According to this legend, Slytherin closed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one could open it until his real heir came to school. Only the heir could open the Chamber of Secrets and let the horror inside out and let it Purify the school and clear all those who don't have to learn magic."

This story is here, even if it is over. The whole class was silent, everyone stared at Professor Binns, hoping he could continue to talk.

It can be regarded as an A History of Magic scholar who is obsessed with "facts". The general speculation of this myth is obviously meaningless to him.

No matter how the students urged, he is reluctant to continue to tell stories that he does not believe.

Soon, the class is over.

The three people were pushed aside by the crowd, and Harry's admirer, Junior, Colin Creevey, walked past them and greeted Harry with great enthusiasm.

"Hello, Colin," Harry replied casually.

"Harry... Harry, a boy in our class has been saying that you are --" However, Colin's head was too small to stop the crowd pushing him into the auditorium.

They only heard him screaming "Goodbye, Harry!" and was completely washed away by the crowd.

"What did the boy in his class say about you?" Hermione asked inexplicably. "I think, probably I'm Shetherin's heir." Harry said, his heart sank a little further, because he suddenly remembered that Justin Finch-Fletchley hadtily escaped from his lunch.

Ron looked at Harry, revealing a sigh of expression.