Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Chapter 248: The family to which Gress belongs, the secret of the secret room being opened fifty years ago, the true meaning and rhythm of alchemy!
When Harry handed the clipping to Gris, Gris was impatiently asking them, "Don't you think it's funny?"

He said: "The Weasleys really like Muggles and everything Muggle, they should go live in the Muggle world instead of staying in the wizarding world.

When talking about this family, we have to mention Ron. Ron's existence made me feel for the first time that pure-blood families are not omnipotent.

Haha, even in the most noble bloodline, there may be a fool, such as Ron, who doesn't look like anyone in their family at all.

Look, his eldest brother, second brother, twin brothers... none of them are not smart, except Ron, who doesn't look like anyone in their family at all..."

Ron was disguised as Crabbe, and his face twitched violently a few times, looking a little distorted.

Gress frowned and asked, "Crabbe, what's wrong with you?"

Ron responded quickly: "I feel a little pain in my stomach."

Grace: "Then go to the hospital and kick those mudbloods for me."

He turned to look at Goyle, who was in Harry's disguise: "I'm going back to the dormitory. Do you want to come with me?"

Harry was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly discovered something: Goyle, Crabbe and Grace were all in the same dormitory.

This is great!

Harry immediately said, "I want to go back!"

Ron quickly followed suit and said, "I'll go back with you too."

Gress asked, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

Ron muttered, "I think I can bear it."

Gress: “Okay.”

The two followed Grace all the way, listening to his mumbling complaints.

It is obvious that Grace is very concerned about Harry Potter, and at the same time, he is also resentful of several other Parseltongue inheritors.

"It's not surprising that Harry inherited the Parseltongue. After all, he defeated the You-Know-Who when he was a child. He is from the ancient Potter family and his mother is also a wizard. From this point of view, he is not a half-blood.

But why does Lin Xia also speak Parseltongue? She is just a Hufflepuff! And Mikkel, where did this unknown person come from?

I heard that Mickle Bain was Harry's roommate. Could it be possible that a talent like Parseltongue could be inherited through daily interactions? I don't understand."

Harry thought quickly and said, "But Gris, you are also a Parseltongue. You can speak snake language. You have a good talent."

Gress raised his head proudly: "When I was born, my parents detected that I had a strong talent for magic, and also observed that I could speak snake language.

I am the hope of our family. All the glory of our family rests on me. I will lead my family from decline to glory and restore its former glory."

Gress said as he walked into the dormitory.

Only then did Harry and Ron observe the Slytherin dormitory, which had a completely different style from Gryffindor's.

Ron felt that he would be very uncomfortable staying in such a cold and damp environment.

Suddenly, Harry found the tie clip that Greg had placed on the table.

He thought of Lin Xia's reminder, so he asked, "Gress, your tie clip looks great, where did you buy it from?"

Gress looked over and asked, "Do you want it?"

Harry, disguised as Goyle, said, "Yes."

Grace said proudly: "That's a pity, there is probably only one in the world. This is a gift from a family, but I received news a few days ago that the family no longer exists.

I don’t know who they offended, but they even destroyed the entire manor. It’s a pity, but when I think about the usual behavior of this family, it’s not surprising that it would be destroyed…”

He spoke quickly and revealed a piece of information.

"This family often sells domesticated elves, and I don't know where they get the information from."

Harry's heart tightened, and he couldn't wait to ask, "House elves? Did he sell house elves to you?"

Without thinking, Greg said, "Of course, I got to know them through the house-elves, but that was more than ten years ago.

The house-elf they gave me was very skinny. I was a little skeptical about how such a small body could do so much work.

But it turns out that I underestimated the elves. They are first-rate at doing housework.”

Harry's heart was beating like a drum. He pretended to be curious and asked, "Is that house-elf still there? Why don't I see you take it out?"

Grace said with great disdain: "Hogwarts does not allow students to bring house-elves, don't you know?
Oh, yes, neither of your families have house-elves, so naturally you don’t know these things…”

He boasted as he muttered to himself, "But my house-elf ran away. I don't know where it went. It's really troublesome. At worst, I can ask my dad to buy me another one..."

Harry asked anxiously, "Aren't you going to catch it back?"

Gries frowned, feeling strange about his attitude.

"What does this have to do with you? Who are you to question me?"

Harry said immediately, "No, I just think it would be inconvenient for you to not have the service of a house-elf."

Greg thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's a little inconvenient, but it's okay. Forget it, let's not talk about these things anymore, let's get back to the secret room.

Who is the owner of the secret room? If someone comes forward and admits it, I will not hesitate to teach him..."

Ron said subconsciously: "I thought you knew all this. Aren't you the heir to the Chamber of Secrets? You can also speak Parseltongue!"

Gress said angrily: "How many times have I told you that I am not the heir to the Chamber of Secrets!
My father didn’t tell me at all about the last time the secret chamber was opened. That was fifty years ago, and my father was not even born at that time!

You might as well ask Hagrid instead of asking me.

Although this big guy who looks extremely mentally retarded only associates with Gryffindor students, he was expelled from Hogwarts fifty years ago because of the Chamber of Secrets incident..."

Harry suddenly remembered that Gris had always emphasized family honor, so he asked, "Gris, which pure-blood family is yours?"

This sentence seemed to have caught the sore spot of Greg, and he shouted: "I suspect you are humiliating me, my family is not a pure-blood family!

I remember I told you two when I just started school... Although it's not true, I will let my family slowly restore its former glory and take back the surname that should have been passed down!
'Malfoy' is the name my family should have, but due to continued decline, it was demoted to a side branch, and later directly reduced to an ordinary family, not even worthy of a surname.

What talents does Malfoy Draco have?
Even though he has excellent grades and becomes an outstanding student at Hogwarts, he is only a Hufflepuff. I feel so ashamed for him..."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both a little nervous.

They felt that they had heard some dark secret.

This is too much information!
It turns out that Greg's ancestors were from the Malfoy family, but their surname was taken away?
No wonder their family was able to get in touch with the Malfoy family and purchase house-elves.

But what about Hagrid?

Hagrid was actually expelled fifty years ago, and it was related to the Chamber of Secrets?
Greg talked about the recent strict investigation by the Ministry of Magic. "Fortunately, they didn't find anything. My father has some very valuable treasures. Fortunately, we set up our own secret room under the floor of the living room..."

Malfoy was looking at them, and they were looking at Malfoy.

From Malfoy's pupils, Ron suddenly noticed that his hair was turning red and his nose was slowly getting longer -

Their time is up!
Harry also saw this scene, and a hint of horror flashed across the eyes of both of them.

"I'm going to get some medicine for my stomach ache."

Ron muttered something vaguely, and without further ado, he and Harry jumped up and quickly ran out of the Slytherin common room.

At the same time, here at Draco, through his telepathy, he finally found the forbidden book that was most relevant to him.

Draco stopped beside a blade of grass and decided not to continue searching.

"It's him!"

He reached out to grab the grass, and the next moment, the world was spinning, and Draco came to a remote and narrow wooden house.

He looked around and smelled a faint scent of grass and trees.

Looking down, he saw a magic book already open on his desk.

Draco pulled out a chair, put the kerosene lamp aside, secretly held the Leaf of Awakening in his hand, and began to read it quickly.

The book he chose was a banned book about potions.

But it was unexpected.

This book does not record many secret forbidden potions that cannot be told to others.

On the contrary, what is recorded are only the most basic potion proportions.

Draco read on with a puzzled attitude.

As time went by, he gradually realized that this forbidden book was trying to explain to him the truth of the formula combination.

The potion may seem complicated and each ingredient may seem unrelated, but it is not.

There is an invisible connection among all the materials that ties them together, so all kinds of strange and bizarre potions can be created and concocted.

This book taught him to feel the invisible "rhythm" between the various ingredients.

If he could grasp this rhythm, not only would he be able to get twice the result with half the effort in mixing potions, he might also be able to try to create entirely new potions himself.

For a moment, Draco thought of Lin Xia.

Did Lin Xia also sense the invisible rhythm between the ingredients, which is why she was able to improve the potion so easily?

Draco didn't know that the mysterious East had already thoroughly studied the effects of various mysterious oriental herbs.

Even if he is not a warlock, but just an ordinary person.

According to the effects of herbs, you can prepare a medicinal drink at any time to "detoxify and reduce fire", "clear away heat and relieve fire", "remove dampness and reduce fire", etc.

As Draco was immersed in reading the book, various strange visions began to emerge on the edge of the banned book.

But because he was too focused, he did not pay attention to these visions and could not devote any thoughts to them.

But these strange phenomena were observed by two professors outside.

McGonagall asked, "Did Draco use the Lucidity Leaf?"

Sprout took a look and said, "No, I told him to use it when he felt something was wrong, but he never used it. These visions don't seem to bother him."

Professor McGonagall thought of something, "How is Draco's resistance to the evil god's whispers? He also participated in the night patrol. Ollivier has tested him, right?"

Sprout said, "I've tested it. The resistance is unexpectedly high. The test disk lit up red. This is deep resistance."

Mag was a little surprised.

Lin Xia and Draco are not students of her college, so she rarely pays attention to them.

She was very familiar with Lin Xia's situation, or because Lin Xia would discuss transfiguration with her, so she would take the initiative to find out.

Unexpectedly, even Draco came to the deep resistance.

She thought of Hermione.

Hermione was talented and received the Hogwarts Outstanding Student Badge, but she only came to the ordinary resistance.

When it comes to resisting the evil god's whispers, her talent is mediocre.

Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "Olivier should be very happy that another student with deep resistance has appeared."

Sprout smiled and said, "They are too young to receive training. At least wait until they are in the fourth grade."

Professor McGonagall shook her head: "I think the third grade can prepare for it. It would be better to let them study it in advance."

Mag had no doubt that Draco's deep resistance was thanks to Lin Xia.

The main reason is that there are too few people who can resist the evil god’s whispers!

There are so many high-level wizards involved in the study of the evil god's whispers, but no good progress has been made.

If Lin Xia has some method that can easily resist and can also copy it wholesale to other wizards, isn't this a fantasy?

Professor McGonagall just thought that an ancient pure-blood family like the Malfoys must have some special means, which allowed Draco to resist so deeply.

As for Lin Xia, she had a physique that could completely resist the whispering.

This kind of physique cannot be developed by human research at all, but is a talent that is destined from birth.

The scene turns back to Lin Xia.

After passing through various terrains, avoiding many high-level dangerous areas, and ambushes left and right, she finally came to a small lake.

Lin Xia heaved a sigh of relief and breathed a sigh of relief.

The lake was small and couldn't accommodate large magical creatures, so she shouldn't encounter any that she couldn't deal with.

But this place was not what she expected.

Originally, Lin Xia thought that the place with the most vitality was very safe.

But when she arrived at the lake and felt the terrifying aura in the lake, she realized that she was wrong.

The place with the most vitality is not necessarily the safest place.

It was just the rich vitality that completely covered up the thick ink of crisis.

Thick ink represents crisis and death, which is completely inferior to vitality, so it is covered by vitality.

It was only when Lin Xia came to this place that she realized that the place with the most vitality seen through [Looking at Qi] actually had the magic stone hidden inside.

At the end of the first grade semester.

The mysterious man tried to steal the Philosopher's Stone but failed, so he used a duplication spell to disperse the Philosopher's Stone.

Some of the Philosopher's Stone was scattered in the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore announced that all the Philosopher's Stones had been dealt with.

But it's not.

The real gold has been left in the forbidden forest, waiting to be discovered.

Lin Xia's wrist was burning hot, urging her to find the magic stone.

She suppressed the restlessness of the scales of fate and carefully observed the small lake.

Finally, she decided to take a safe approach -

Fry the fish first!
(End of this chapter)