HP Magic Biography

　　 "Sorry... Honor... Honorable Mister Wizard," Old Ghaith reluctantly said a few words, but the tremor in his voice was unavoidable.

　　 "Old Ghaith...Old Ghaith doesn't know who opened...Slytherin's secret room, Old Ghaith..."

　　 The house elves were timid and trembling, and they hesitated to speak. This seemed to others without any credibility.

　　 "To be honest, old Ghaith, otherwise..." Fanlin gloomily looked at the house elf in front of him, his wand exuded an unstable light, of course, this was intentional!

　　 "Old...Old Gace... really don't know anything, sir!"

"Really?" Fanlin's eyes exuded a dangerous light, "Hermione, you will prepare a warm-up spell in a moment, and wait for my spell to finish and release." Fanlin lowered his voice and whispered in Hermione's ear. Said.

　　 "What are you going to do?" Hermione asked puzzledly, "You don't really intend to freeze them."

　　 "It's just feet, Hermione!" Fanlin said awkwardly. "Just like playing with Harry and the others, language threats are useless. We really need this information."

"Okay... okay!" Hermione was a little embarrassed, she also drew out her wand, "It can only be the level of slapstick, otherwise...Anyway, if he still doesn't say anything, I will give it to him immediately. To solve the curse, I would rather not ask anything!"

　　 Seeing Hermione’s steadfast eyes, Fanlin nodded, just as he thought, after all, he was not from a noble family.

　　 "Ghaith... listen up, I'm giving you a chance..." Fanlin raised his wand threateningly, and the blue light kept flowing in front of his wand, and the surrounding temperature gradually dropped.

　　 "No..." Old Ghaith trembled, "Old Ghaith didn't lie. Old Ghaith really doesn't know anything!"

The elves held their heads in both hands. "Old Ghaith only knew that it was circulating in Hogwarts fifty years ago, saying that the current hunting keeper is the opener of the chamber, and then Hogwarts will open this one. Except, but Dumbledore believes him..."

　　 "What did you say?" Harry said angrily, "Impossible, how could Hagrid be the opener of the Chamber of Secrets! You are lying!"

"Old... Old Ghaith didn't believe it either. After all, this hunting ground manager is a person with the blood of a giant. It is impossible for Slytherin to agree with a person of this blood as the heir, but everyone says so... "

　　 "Damn, you crazy elf..." Harry said angrily.

　　 "No... please, bypass Old Ghaith... Old Ghaith is just telling the truth."

　　 "Okay, Harry!" Fanlin let go of his magic, "Let them go, they are just crazy little elves who don't understand things!"

　　 reached out his hand to block Harry, Fanlin felt terrible. Although he was very unwilling to believe it, according to common sense, the house elves would not lie to the wizard, and Dobby took the initiative to admit that he intercepted Harry's letter and the matter of walking the ball.

　　Although Dobby leaked all this, it also proved that they couldn't hide anything.

"Well, Ghaith!" Fanlin said sternly, "I can trust you, but you have to tell me what happened fifty years ago, and there are people who have been wandering in the castle recently. Who, we need to narrow it down!"

　　 "Thank you, sir!" Old Ghaith bowed respectfully to Fanlin.

　　 "About this, sir, I can tell you... After all, this is not Mr. Secret!"

　　 "Very good." Fanlin looked at Ghaith seriously, and the other three also concentrated.

　　 "Fifty years ago, Slytherin's secret room was opened for the first time. Of course, it was only once. People say it is now..."

　　 "He is not!" Harry interrupted him roughly, Harry knew what the **** little elf wanted to say!

　　 "Alright, Harry, let him finish." Fanlin said helplessly, "Skip this sentence, Gace."

　　 "Yes, sir!" Old Ghaith shrank his neck, Harry became a little dangerous for him, but he stood still, \'He couldn't leave before the wizard had spoken.

"Slytherin's secret room was opened..." Old Ghaith took a breath, "I remember, that day Hogwarts fell into a great... panic... Hogwarts's The ground was full of water. People followed the water trail to the women’s toilet. A girl from Ravenclaw was killed and her body became like a stone."

　　 "Stone?" Hermione looked at old Ghaith puzzledly, "Isn't it only petrified?"

　　 "Old Ghaith didn't lie, Miss Wizard!" Ghaith said quickly, "The ghost of that girl is still in Hogwarts. She has been in the ladies' toilet for a long time!"

　　 "It's Myrtle." Fanlin said affirmatively, "Myrtle is the only young ghost in Hogwarts who likes to stay in the ladies' room."

　　 "Myrtle..." Hermione covered her mouth in disbelief. She thought that Myrtle simply liked wandering the waterways, but she didn't expect her to die there.

　　 "Yes, Miss Wizard," Old? Ghaith looked at Hermione as if to please, "Old Ghaith remembered, that girl is indeed called Myrtle..."

　　 "Also, what was the situation back then."

　　 "Let me think about it, sir..." Old Ghaith fell into a long contemplation. He was too old, which made his memory a little fuzzy.

"Old Ghaith remembers that there is a lot of water on the ground, and there are hordes of spiders who are afraid to go out. As for the others, Old Ghaith can't remember well, sir." Old Ghaith shook his head vigorously. , But this is of no use.

"Oh, yes..." Old Ghaith added, "There were no signs of fighting at the time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We used to simply clean up the water, and there was no work. In fact, , Hogwarts was very easy to clean that day..."

　　 Looking at the elf who started talking nonsense again, Fanlin couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

　　 "Maybe we can ask Myrtle!" Harry tried to say, he wanted to leave this place quickly.

　　 "Well..." Fanlin nodded, "Then, Ghaith, what is the answer to the second question?"

"Old Ghaith doesn't know the names of people...Every day, besides the four of you, there are Professor Snape, the Filch Administrator, and two boys who look like the red-haired wizard. There is another girl..."

　　 "It's Fred and George. The two of them often take Ginny to drill various secret paths!" Ron added.

　　 "Anything else?" Fanlin asked.

"There is also a girl with blond hair. I'm sorry, she doesn't come out much. Old Ghaith hasn't seen her face, but her breath is very dangerous. This is not something a house elf can touch. ."

　　……

　　"Blonde-haired girl?" Fanlin kept repeating these words since he came out. Obviously, there is no Malfoy among these people.

　　 This matter, and before leaving, the bad feeling from the darkness behind the house elf has been entrenched in Fanlin's heart.

　　 "I said, maybe we should hurry up, after all, it's too late, and if it's Malfoy, we will know when our medicine is finished." Hermione said, the house elf's words made several people absent-minded.

　　 No one spoke, just walked back in a hurry. This information needs to be digested.