Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"He must have done it!" Filch screamed, turning his face to Harry.

"It's impossible for a second-year student to do this," Dumbledore said firmly. "It requires a very deep black magic."

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

Snape on the side even added fuel to the fire and questioned Harry's whereabouts, trying to get him out of Gryffindor's Quidditch team.

For a time, the scene was a little chaotic.

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

Snape looked very angry., Filch is naturally the same.

"My cat is petrified!" he screamed, his eyes protruding outward, "I want to see someone get some punishment!"

"We can cure it, Filch," Dumbledore said patiently. "Mrs. Sprout recently got some mandela grass. Once they grow up, I have a medicine to make Lori Mrs. Silk came back to life."

"I'll make it," Lockhart interrupted. "I must have made it a hundred times. I can make a mandela resurrection potion while dreaming—"

"I see, it's over to McGlynn--" Snape squinted, only half of his words, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear what he meant.

In the end, Dumbledore told Harry and the others to go back first.

The three of Harry naturally wanted to leave earlier.They tried to speed up their pace and almost ran.

When they arrived upstairs in Lockhart's office, they got into an empty classroom and closed the door gently.Harry squinted at the faces of two friends in the dark.

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

Hermione was still thinking about what the "Secret Chamber" was, and Ron stood aside in a daze.For a time, no one answered his meaning.

For several days in a row, the students talked about the attack on Mrs. Loris all day without discussing anything else-Filch's performance made it impossible for everyone to forget it.

He often walked around the place where Mrs. Loris was killed, seeming to think the attacker would come again.Harry saw that he was scrubbing the writing on the wall with "Mrs. Skor brand universal magic stain remover," but it seemed to be a waste of effort. The writing still flashed so brightly on the stone wall.

And if Filch was not patrolling the crime scene, he would definitely stare at the two red eyes, secretly hide in the corridor, and then suddenly rushed to the unsuspecting students, doing everything possible to find excuses to put them in confinement, for example, they" Gasping too loud", or "hippy smiley face" or something like that.

As for Ginny, she seemed very upset about what happened to Mrs. Loris.According to Ron, she has always liked cats very much.

Ron would comfort his baby sister from time to time, but occasionally stared at the air in a daze.

Based on his friendship with Harry, Harry must have noticed his current state.But Harry was worrying about other things recently!

Aside from other things, it was enough for him to have a headache just because someone saw him and wanted to run away.

One day, Hermione walked out from between the bookshelves.She looked very annoyed, but finally willing to talk to them, probably because Maca hadn't been in the library these days.

"Several copies of "Hogwarts, A School History" have been borrowed," she said, and sat down beside Harry and Ron. "The people who have registered for borrowing have been queued for two weeks. Alas. , I wish I didn’t leave my book at home, but there were so many Lockhart books in the box that I couldn’t fit it anymore.”

"Why do you want to watch it?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"The same reason others want to see it,

"What is the secret room?" Harry asked immediately.

"That's the problem, I can't remember," Hermione bit her lip, glanced at the back corner of the library seemingly, and said quietly, "And I can't find this story anywhere else—"

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

"No!" Hermione glared at Ron suddenly.

Ron saw that she seemed to be in a bad mood again, so he narrowed his mouth, but his gaze also scanned the corner.

There has almost become Maca’s exclusive seat, but since the petrochemical incident, he has never been seen again.

After a while, the class bell rang.

Ron and Hermione were silent all the way, and walked towards the magic history class.Halfway through, Harry looked at the two of them hesitantly several times-he finally realized that something was wrong.

"I said, why don't you ask Maca? It seems that I haven't chatted with him for a while." Harry thought this idea should be good, after all, Maca has a very good position in the heart of the trio.

"no no!"

Harry did not expect that for the first time, Hermione and Ron rejected the bad idea in unison.

"Um...what's the matter?" Harry couldn't help but be puzzled.

"It's okay." "No, nothing..."

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

In the end, the three came to the magic history class in silence.

The course in the history of magic is still as boring as usual.

Professor Bins, the only ghost teacher at Hogwarts, walked across the blackboard to the podium. He opened the notes and read in a dry, low, monotonous voice. The constant buzzing sound was like an old school. Vacuum cleaner.

The whole class is dizzy, and occasionally recovers, writes down a name or date, and then falls into a semi-sleep state.

But when he spoke for half an hour, something happened in class that had never happened before—Hermione raised her hand.

Professor Bins suddenly raised his head, looking very surprised.

"you are--"

"This is Granger, Professor. I wonder if you can tell us what's going on in the secret room." Hermione said in a clear voice.

The term "secret room" is obviously a hot topic recently, and most students feel a little scared about it.Hermione suddenly brought up this topic in class, as if pouring cold water on all the drowsy classmates, everyone sat up straight.

Professor Bins blinked when he heard the words.

"My class is the history of magic," he said in his dry, breathless voice, "I study facts, Miss Granger, not myths and legends."

He cleared his throat, lowered his head again, and said, "Just in October of that year, a special group of magicians from the island of Seddin——"

But Hermione raised her hand again.

"I want to ask, sir, all legends are based on facts, don't they?"

In desperation, Professor Bins had to speak slowly.

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

"However, the legend you told is a very sensational, even funny story..."

In fact, Hogwarts was founded about a thousand years ago, and its founders were the four greatest wizards and wizards at the time.The four colleges are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin.

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

However, as time went on, they gradually diverged.

The rift between Slytherin and the others grew wider.He believes that Hogwarts should be more critical when recruiting students, and magic education should be limited to pure magic families.

He was unwilling to accept the children born to Muggles, thinking they were unreliable.

After some days, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a fierce quarrel over this issue, and then Slytherin left the school.

"Reliable historical data tells us this," Professor Bins pursed his lips, looking alive like a wrinkled old tortoise-still translucent.

"... But these pure facts are hidden by the weird legend about the secret room." He said, "The story says that Slytherin built a secret room in the castle, and the other founders knew nothing about it. ."

"According to the legend, Slytherin closed the secret room so that no one could open it until his true heir came to the school. Only that heir could open the secret room and release the horror inside and let it cleanse the school. , To eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic."

This story is over here.The whole class was silent. Everyone stared at Professor Bins, hoping that he could continue speaking.

But as a historian of magic obsessed with "facts," this kind of myths and legends is obviously meaningless to him.

No matter how the students urged, he just didn't want to continue telling stories that he didn't even believe.

Soon, get out of class is over.

The three of them were squeezed to one side by the crowd. At this moment, Harry's admirer, Colin Crevey, passed by them and greeted Harry excitedly.

"Hello, Colin." Harry answered casually.

"Harry... Harry, a guy in our class has been saying that you are—" However, Colin was too small to stop the crowds that pushed him into the auditorium.

They only heard him screaming "Goodbye, Harry!" and they were completely swept away by the crowd.

"What did the boy in his class say about you?" Hermione asked puzzled."I think, maybe I'm the heir of Slytherin." Harry said, his heart sinking a little bit because he suddenly remembered the way Justin Finley ran away from him at lunch. .

Ron looked at Harry with a hesitant expression.