A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 632: Villain

Felix spread out the map, put his hand on it, and said softly: "Albus Dumbledore."

There is no feedback from the map, as if there is no such person.

Felix pouted, guessing this possibility a long time ago. He put on his coat, and Varen wrapped himself a scarf,

The two walked out of the office quietly. After thinking about it, Felix walked towards classroom seven.

A few minutes earlier.

In the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor, four people are waiting anxiously. Moaning Myrtle sat on the toilet bowl, watching Harry pacing up and down irritably. "You guys still have a date?" asked the ghost.

No one paid her any attention.

Going around again, Harry asked Ron who was standing at the door, "Did you hear anything?"

"No," said Ron, bending over to look through the keyhole as he replied.

"Luna won't forget the time, right?" Harry turned his head and stared at Ginny.

"I want to..."

"Ouch!" Ron suddenly cried out in pain, clutching his forehead and stepping back. The door was pushed open a crack, and after a few seconds, four people and a ghost saw Luna poking her head in, looking around carefully, her disheveled,

Dirty hair cascaded down, and when she saw the grinning Ron and the others, she suddenly smiled.

"Oh—you're all here—that's great!" Luna said happily: "I've been looking forward to a secret party, can we set off fireworks?"

"Bah," said Ron, rubbing his forehead.

Luna stared at the red skin on his head, "What's wrong with you?"

"Okay, forget about this, Luna." Hermione said: "You are late, although I don't want to hear reasons such as oversleeping, but it's better than an accident-ask one by one In a word, you haven't been discovered, have you?"

"I bumped into Mrs. Norris," Luna said, and the hearts of several people immediately rose, "but I used the transformation technique to conjure a bunch of mice and fish, and it ran to chase the mice." After finishing, she showed everyone her empty left wrist.

There should have been a stone bracelet there.

According to Ginny, it took only two days for them to advertise on the "Mystery Wall" tabloid, looking for beautiful stones,

Luna just received half a box of strangely shaped and colorful pebbles. Of course, don't expect there to be resurrection stones in it. Luna picked a few of them and made her full set of decorations, and Ginny balked, and finally got a necklace.

Of course, she never wore it.

The remaining stones were also used as waste, and the two of them spent the afternoon adding half a gravel path to the room of the "Horned Snoring Beast Must Exist" club, leading to a hammock.

"Why do you want to make some fish out?" Myrtle asked, pulling her eyebrows together. Judging from her tone, she was quite interested.

"Cats like to eat fish." Luna said affirmatively.

"But live fish don't just appear out of nowhere—I suppose, do they?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, but the cat won't care," Luna said.

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more crooked, Harry quickly cleared his throat, and the others turned their attention to him. He showed his captain's demeanor during Quidditch training, and said with a straight face, "We have to Hurry up, there are three people here who will get up early tomorrow to participate in team training."

"Before class starts, that's mean, isn't it? Don't know who set the time," said Ron.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Are you going to fight here all night? Come on, Harry," Hermione urged.

So Harry pointed himself directly at a sink tap with a small snake carved into its side.

"I have an ominous premonition," said Ron, pouring cold water on it. "From the time we encountered the statue that suddenly appeared, we should return to the dormitory immediately."

"Oh, shut up you," Ginny said angrily.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Ron yelled in a low voice, "You also saw that statue that suddenly appeared—hell, none of us had any memory before!"

"It may have been moved here recently," Ginny said calmly.

Ron squinted at her with an unreasonable expression on her face. Harry ignored the quarrel, although he was also clouded by what the **** was going on with the statue? He brewed in his heart for a few seconds, and shouted:

"Open." A strange hiss came from his mouth, a blinding white light came out of the faucet, and then the pool began to move, slowly sinking, revealing very thick pipes.

"Thank God, the entrance was not blocked by the professors." Harry said with mixed feelings.

If they fail, they can call an end to their adventure for tonight.

It was the first time for Ginny and Luna to see the Chamber of Secrets. They carefully moved their heads and looked down,

It was pitch black and bottomless. They cast various protection spells, dust spells, levitation spells, supersense spells, bubble head spells, etc. on themselves, and then jumped down hand in hand.

"Will there be a little basilisk or something in it?" Myrtle asked expectantly.

"It's unlikely." Harry mumbled, and disappeared at the entrance of the secret room.

On the other side, Grindelwald walked slowly in the dark corridor, thinking about what he had just heard. The Chamber of Secrets, the Resurrection Stone. Is this an adventure among students or is it really certain?

Also, those little guys have good potential, and their senses are quite keen.

He grinned, thinking of the tall boy with red hair and freckles. It seemed that he was missed in the past, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after he knocked hard twice towards himself disguised as a statue,

Grindelwald decided to focus on the student named 'Ron Weasley' in the future.

He stops before a door.

Is this the legendary classroom No. 7? Hidden in it are the young memories of the professors? He was very curious about it and decided to find out. The wand slid through the wooden door like a sharp sword, leaving a long trace on it. This is not Grindelwald's own magic power, but stored in the gemstone in the exclusive wand.

These magical powers originally belonged to a little girl from the "Future World" company. Later, when he came to Hogwarts, he began to absorb the scattered, undetectable and controllable magic from this ancient school of magic. magic. But no matter which one it is, it is much worse than what he owns.

After finishing this action, Grindelwald stopped and carefully observed the wooden door.

There was a light halo on the wooden door, and then the traces left on it began to fade. Grindelwald silently observed the process, capturing the order in which these traces dissipated. He was looking for a way to build magic power, and when the traces completely disappeared, he drew a line with magic power obliquely. Repeating this action over and over again, after a while, he stopped and fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, he muttered something, and pointed his wand at the wooden door. Immediately, dense lines appeared on the upper left corner of the wooden door and the surrounding walls. They were arranged in an orderly manner, like a corner of a huge maze. The lines flickered a few times and then disappeared.

Grindelwald closed his eyes halfway, and extracted half of the incomplete picture from his head. Then follow suit. After a while, he opened his eyes and whispered to himself, "Ancient runes?"

At this time, there were footsteps in the distance.

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, and suddenly pointed his wand towards the frosted window, and then walked away from the other side without looking back. After more than ten seconds, Felix appeared slowly.

Warren sat on his shoulders, holding his neck with two small hands, looking around.

"Hey! (Where is the excitement?)"

"Don't worry." Felix approached, his eyes paused on the wooden door of classroom No. Thoughtful. The moon outside the window was very bright, almost full, and Felix estimated that Remus would not have a good time in the past few days.

Moonlight illuminates a thick layer of frost, but there seems to be something else hidden there.

"Mirror," Felix whispered.

Valen looked at the window strangely, there was obviously nothing there, but Varen saw the big devil making a few faces at the window. Then Felix fell silent and stood where he was, as if waiting for someone.

It wasn't until Dumbledore in pajamas with a long shiny silver beard appeared that Varen suddenly realized.

The big devil doesn't sleep at night, so it's because of this!

But what about Harry and the others seen on the map? Warren sniffed his nose lightly. He jumped down and looked at Felix.

"Go, don't let them break my experimental equipment." Felix muttered in a low voice.

Warren gestured to him a 'no problem' gesture, and quickly slipped away. It was obvious that Dumbledore had no attraction in its mind.

The two left behind did not speak for a moment.

Dumbledore also set his eyes on the window. He looked at it intently for a while, and then stretched out his palm and pressed it against the window—the window was dented like glue, and when he retracted his hand, the glass reappeared on its own. bounced back.

Dumbledore stared deeply at the glass, as if he saw the shadow of another person through the window. Finally, the magic above is gone.

The two walked out along the corridor, talking quietly to each other.

"About Harry one by one"

"I know all about it."

A moment of silence. This time it was Dumbledore who spoke first.

"How is Tom doing?"

"Coincidentally, he just discovered the secret room, but because of my attention, no one died this time, and he was put in confinement. I punished him for wiping the trophy in the prize showroom and copying the school rules."

"You see how tight he is."

"There must be a difference. The resistance from Voldemort's subconscious is getting stronger and stronger. It is estimated that there is only one or two months left. At that time, it must start... Any suggestions?"

"If you want to prevent him from falling into darkness, you must not let him kill people." Dumbledore paused, and said in a deep voice: "Once some things are wrong, there is no turning back. I hope he can experience love." And the feeling of being loved, even if it is an illusion.”

"Albus, tell me, how about I be the villain?"

Dumbledore stopped, staring at Felix with eyes under half-moon lenses.

"You know, follow Voldemort's way." Felix shrugged, "Maybe it can confuse the subconscious of the main body, anyway, a Dark Lord will appear anyway, so it's not bad for me to do it, let Tom stop me —or compete with me."

"Very dangerous attempt," Dumbledore shook his head, "Voldemort has no love in his heart. You will only accelerate him into darkness."

"No, he will also pretend for a while." Felix said, his tone eager to try: "And during this time, I will find a bunch of 'helpers' for him, which he can't shake off Trouble.”

Dumbledore suddenly looked at him strangely.

"You seem to be planning something, what's wrong?" Felix looked wary.

Dumbledore smiled, "I just think what you said makes sense... It's a trouble that can't be shaken off, yes,

That's it. But be careful. " he murmured at last.

In the abandoned girls' bathroom, weeping myrtle floats in mid-air.

"One snuffer? One sniffer?" She asked very interestedly: "You are the one raised by Professor Haipu? I have seen you from afar." She began to circle around Warren, Said in a cheerful tone that didn't match her sad face: "But I dare not approach... I'm a little afraid of him, I've seen how he taught Peeves a lesson."

Warren looked at the crying Myrtle suspiciously, thought for a while, and took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a piece of ghost food. It unscrewed the cap, and Myrtle leaned closer and asked incredulously, "For me?" After getting a nod of approval, she stretched out a fat, transparent hand straight through Varen's small hand and the bottle,

Dragging out a cloud of silvery light.

Valun shivered, as if his hands were soaked in ice water.

"I didn't expect to have supper." Myrtle said intoxicatedly, the transparent pimples on her face were slightly shining, she ate the food in small bites, and said with relish, "Really, since I After crashing into Olive Hornby's brother's wedding and making a big fuss and being ordered back to school by the Ministry of Magic, I haven't had much fun... I'm the youngest one, and I don't have much to talk to other ghosts sometimes I contemplated killing myself, but I found myself dead... it was ghost food that gave me the feeling of being alive, but it was easy for Professor Hep, I guess he didn't care at all, did he? Except for the blood man Luo and Ms. Gray, I haven't seen him interact with other ghosts much, indifferent people"

Valen took out a bottle of super bubble blowing water, bulging his cheeks and blowing out a huge bubble to wrap himself, then turned around and waved his hand at Myrtle, and flew into the secret room. Startled, Myrtle threw her head back into the toilet bowl.

She floated out from the crack of the compartment door and looked down from the entrance of the secret room, only to see a bright light purple bubble getting smaller and smaller in sight.

In the secret room.

Harry felt like he was wasting his time. They had been searching the Chamber for half an hour, and Ron would tell the time every ten minutes, so he remembered it very well. And Luna thought Ron was helping, so Luna would thank him whenever he asked.

Now that some time had passed, Harry wasn't sure if Ron was too embarrassed to take on the service again.

Everything went well except that the resurrection stone was not found.

They walked through the long tunnel and revisited the old place. Harry introduced them to the place where the basilisk shed its skin. "We were almost scared to death!" Ron said excitedly, "but now there is no more."

"Oh, that thing was blown to pieces by Professor Hape and Snape," said Hermione.

Ron muttered a few words and stopped talking.

Then they went through another door ~IndoMTL.com~ to the real secret room. Harry could still recall from the broken stones and the ruins of the serpent-wreathed stone pillar how they fought a basilisk. Ron and Hermione looked up tacitly and smiled at each other.

For that alone, Harry felt it was worth the trip.

However, they also saw a lot of novelty things. For example, in the open space in front of the huge statue of Salazar Slytherin, rows of black stone targets were erected, which seemed to be local materials. The targets had been horribly mistreated—at least a third of them, Harry thought, had been melted in an instant, and the ground was littered with little solidified pebbles in the shape of water droplets, crystal clear and crystalline.

"There are plenty of rocks here." Ron said half aloud and half admiringly.

Hermione stretched out her hand and used the lighting technique to raise the milky white ball of light to the high ceiling, and the secret room was suddenly as bright as day. Then they began the long, fruitless journey to find the resurrection stone, but with the gem-like stones on the ground, they were not in vain.

When Harry picked up a fiery red stone the size of a pine nut without any impurities, he felt a little regretful, if only Ginny hadn't come, he thought. That way he could secretly make a necklace for her, but now Ginny and Luna were happily squatting on the ground looking for jewelry materials.

"Slap!"

There was an echo in the distance, followed by the sound of "da da da" quickly approaching them. Harry held up his wand, watching the way they had come, and Ron swallowed nervously.

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