Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 162: Sean’s ‘plain’ approach

The search in the castle continued, but just as Sean expected, the professors found nothing. Hogwarts holds too many secrets, too many for latecomers to imagine.

Panic gradually spread, and the students who had been trapped in the auditorium had already started discussing various topics.

Such as "Will I die", "Will Hogwarts be closed because of this", "How many people does the monster in the secret room have to eat every day to be full" and so on. Even the Slytherin students were a little scared. After what Sean said, the little snakes were a little nervous.

Would the smattering of Muggle blood in my ancestors be the reason for my being purged? Will the heir of the Chamber of Secrets feel that his Sorting into Slytherin is an insult to honor?

Even Sean, who has been running around in the auditorium, has no one to provoke him. Bulstrode's fate has proved that this kid is dark enough, and judging by his appearance, I'm afraid he really doesn't take Jin Gallon seriously.

No one wants to be exposed by someone offering a reward on the Daily Prophet.

Of course, Sean didn't take these little things to heart. The psychological changes of the Slytherin students were out of his focus.

Sean has been asking the professors for news, and according to Professor Flitwick, his idea of ​​the basilisk has been confirmed.

"All the roosters in the school are dead," Professor Flitwick said, clutching his wand, with a few chicken feathers on his head. "It must have been done by the same person. All the roosters had their throats slit."

He looked at Sean: "And as you said, the spiders in the castle tend to migrate, and there are not many in the broom room."

"My guess has been confirmed..." Sean said softly.

Professor Flitwick looked at him with admiration: "Sean, you are too perceptive. In such a short period of time, you actually deduced the correct answer. You are indeed a real Ravenclaw."

Sean blinked: "Oh, luck is not bad, I just made a bold assumption."

Actually, he relied on the answers he had already given to push back a wave, which is very simple.

While the two were talking, Professor McGonagall and Professor Scamander walked in, both with tired faces.

"Anything new, Minerva?" asked Professor Flitwick.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. She shook her head with an uneasy expression, and said with a headache, "Back then, Slytherin was able to build the Chamber of Secrets under the eyes of the other Big Three. Thousands of years later, it is still difficult for us to find traces of the Chamber of Secrets."

Newt on the side added: "Over the years, Hogwarts has undergone many reconstructions - including the water pipes. We can't drill into a water pipe to find traces of the basilisk. That would be too dangerous. We can only wait for Dumbledore to come back."

Sean can only shrug his shoulders helplessly, this is the disadvantage of not leaving the design blueprint when remodeling.

Professor Flitwick looked a little annoyed: "Then how do we teach? We can't let the students stay in the auditorium every day, can we?"

"This is a big problem..." Professor McGonagall was not too happy, "The school council and the Ministry of Magic have already written to inquire about the situation, but we cannot let the students act alone if the danger is not lifted, and if the professors alone are there to guard, the number is not enough."

Sean has been listening to the conversations of several professors, and he suddenly said: "I have a question."

Several people looked at him in unison. Dumbledore had also praised the whimsy in Sean's little head. This time the basilisk conjecture was also proposed by him. The professors were very curious about what this little wizard thought.

"I want to know, are there any magical props in the wizarding world that can be recorded?" He blinked.

"Magic props for recording?" Newt nodded subconsciously, "Of course, I can even contact a few alchemists, if you have special requirements..."

"The requirement is very simple, it is to make the sound have enough penetrating power, and the farther it can be transmitted, the better."

Newt held his chin: "This shouldn't be difficult... Although I don't know much about alchemy, it seems that a few amplified runes can do it... Wait, Sean, what do you mean?"

"That's right," Sean nodded, "Record the rooster's crowing sound, and then play it continuously at the entrances and exits of several water pipes. This sound is fatal to the basilisk, right?"

"Of course, I don't know if it will work, maybe it will work with a live rooster crowing or something," he added.

The professors froze for a moment, and then their eyes glowed.

"A very thoughtful idea..." Professor McGonagall murmured, "This may directly hurt the basilisk, if the recording can be transmitted into the entire water pipe."

Newt nodded: "It's worth trying... But like Sean said, the recorded sound may not cause harm. After all, no one has tested it with a real basilisk. Moreover, the water pipes in the castle extend in all directions, and there may be a hidden entrance in a corner that we don't know. This is also a problem that needs to be paid attention to."

Sean blinked: "I actually have another way to supplement it. Although this way is not very pleasing, I think it should be useful."

"What?"

When Sean said his idea, the expressions of several professors became strange—why does this kid have so many ideas?

Sean looked towards the auditorium, where the students were chatting with concern. He said in a low voice, "Since Professor Dumbledore hasn't returned yet, let's start by protecting ourselves first. The specific arrangement is up to you to decide..."

"But there is a problem. Diagon Alley probably won't be able to produce enough to satisfy so many people." Professor Flitwick said sharply.

"This is too simple~IndoMTL.com~ Sean looked at Professor McGonagall, "Professor McGonagall, can you contact Charlotte?" "

"Miss Hawke? Of course, she is preparing for the Ministry of Magic's Auror training. We have been in frequent contact during this time."

"That's easy, you can take Miss Hawke to find my father - no other meaning, professor, my father is more, uh, sensitive, and if he knows Charlotte, he will believe that you are a professor at Hogwarts."

He continued: "Of course, it would be better for Professor Scamander to go - I will write a letter and hand it to my father when the time comes, and he will be able to help prepare everything."

"Oh, Sean, will this trouble your family too much?" Professor McGonagall was a little moved, but as the vice-principal of Hogwarts, she was a little embarrassed to let a student bear these burdens.

"This is the top priority, and, for my father, this matter is very simple." Sean said with a smile, without any sense of cheating.

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