A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 74: Liar

It took about 20 minutes, and the diary told a story of "a young man who encounters an adventure by chance".

When he was in school, he strayed into a room on the eighth floor of the castle. It was a huge storage room, filled with the treasures of young Hogwarts wizards for thousands of years.

"I inquired about it later, and it is rumored that they called this mysterious room the Flying Room, or the Room of Response." The diary wrote, "I got that part of the information from here—maybe it was from someone before me. Hidden by a little wizard.”

The corners of Felix's mouth curled up, and he wrote in his diary: "So, you didn't find the Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, but another hidden room? You found it from the hidden room—the Room of Requirement." Got Slytherin's research materials?"

A few words quickly appeared in the diary, "That's it."

Felix tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and wrote in his diary: "Those research materials are still in the Room of Requirement? You didn't take them away?"

"I think - it's the property of Hogwarts. Before I graduated, I kept them behind a big blistered, acid-splashed cupboard, easy to find, I remember. Inside the cabinet was a stinking five-legged monster. Next to it was an ugly-looking statue of a wizard," the diary reads.

Felix pursed his lips, trying not to laugh out loud.

Interesting, really interesting.

The conversation between the two of them is like a complicated game, full of lies and misleading, it all depends on who is better.

Before that, Felix didn't expect to get the hidden room of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets from the diary at all.

His purpose today is actually to try to see if he can get one or two hiding places of research materials outside the school. This is also one of the possibilities he speculates, but the bigger possibility is that Tom Riddle has already destroyed Lost all the information - this is the last result he wants to see.

Fortunately, the diary directly told him about the room on the eighth floor.

It is not in vain for him to spend so much thought.

But Felix also had a hunch that since the diary chose to tell him, it meant that it was not important information—at least not important to the Dark Lord.

But he still happily replied in his diary, "Thanks, Tom, I will verify. If I misunderstood you, I will apologize to you."

"I hope so." The diary replied calmly.

Felix wrote with a bit of regret, "People don't know what kind of glorious era Slytherin's research results will create, so he has always been the evil image of the dark wizard, Tom, you did The right thing to do.”

There was no answer in the diary, and the soul belonging to Tom Riddle in it was about to explode.

And Felix added, "Slytherin and Gryffindor are simply two extremes. Godric Gryffindor's own evaluation is much more positive, fair, brave, and just... "

The diary poured out the next line of text in a disdainful tone: "That's just an illusion." He asked a sharp question, "Felix Heap, guess, did Slytherin cause more killings, or did it fall? More life under the Gryffindor wand and sword?"

Felix was taken aback.

The diary seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and a line of intentionally bold sentences appeared on the page. Just reading the words on it, one could see his teasing expression, "Yes, yes, history has always been Twisted—Gryffindor is a butcher, and more wizards died in his hands than the other three founders combined.”

At the end of this conversation, the diary made no secret of its malice towards Gryffindor, "With a sword in one hand and a wand in the other hand, stepping on the bones everywhere, he became the best duelist of that era-this is Ge Derek Gryffindor!"

……

Felix closed the diary, his expression becoming elusive.

"Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor." He whispered the names of the former close friends.

Of course Felix didn't think that the diary was telling the truth, but he also didn't think that he would be full of lies. Judging from his tone and wording, there was still some credibility.

"I need a guide, preferably someone who experienced it at the time." Felix suddenly thought of a name.

Ms. Gray.

This beautiful, but usually very proud ghost of Ravenclaw College has another name--Helena Ravenclaw.

She is the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts. of.

The love-hate entanglement between these two people can simply write a vulgar romance novel.

Felix pondered, although she is a generation younger, she can be regarded as belonging to the same era as the Big Four of Hogwarts, and she must know many secrets about the early days of Hogwarts.

On the other end, Harry was tossing and turning in his dormitory bed.

Whether it was the news from Malfoy, or Hermione mistakenly swallowing the compound potion with cat hair, he couldn't sleep.

After midnight, Harry fell asleep in a daze, but he suddenly felt something stepping on his stomach, making him a little short of breath.

He opened his eyes to see a house-elf with huge bat-like ears and protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls.

"Dobby!"

Harry screamed softly, and he glanced around to see that the other roommates were still soundly asleep.

……

The next day, Harry and Ron came to the school hospital early to visit Hermione.

Just last night, they took Polyjuice Potion to set Malfoy up - they had always suspected that Draco Malfoy was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets.

But something went wrong in the middle, Hermione's transformation object, Millicent, raised a cat, and she mistakenly threw the cat's hair into the potion as Millicent's hair, resulting in serious consequences.

Her face was covered with black hair, her eyes turned yellow, and two long, pointed ears protruded from her hair~IndoMTL.com~ When Harry and Ron entered the ward, she was Begging Madam Pomfrey to put a curtain around her bed.

"Did you get any clues last night?" She asked in a low voice so that Madam Pomfrey would not hear.

"No," Harry said dejectedly.

"I'm pretty sure it's Malfoy," said Ron. "He wasn't telling the truth, he got mad at us when we asked him about the Chamber of Secrets, didn't he, Harry?"

"What's going on?" Hermione asked with interest.

Ron explained, "We acted like we admired him - it's hard to know, Crabbe and Goyle are usually goofy. We asked him if he knew something? But he The child jumped up and warned us to shut up, or we will look good. I am actually curious about this.”

Hermione sighed, her long ears drooping down her head.

Harry glanced around, and whispered, "I've got something to gain here. Last night around midnight, that house-elf named Dobby came looking for me again..."

"Last night?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, you were asleep." Harry shrugged.

"Harry," said Ron knowledgeably, frowning, "I remind you that house-elves are extremely loyal servants, and their obedience to their masters is almost ingrained in their bones. I've never seen Like you said, this kind—"

He couldn't think of an adequate description.

Harry said: "He is really weird, but I think he respects me, yes, respect. He told me that the danger still hangs over Hogwarts."

"And then?" Ron became a little interested.

"Then he banged his head against the railing..." Harry said rather speechlessly.