From Azkaban To Hogwarts

After successfully finding the name he wanted to find, William became happy.

‘The secret room that was opened a long time ago has now been reopened. According to Dumbledore, the last time it was opened, it caused the death of a student. ’

He took out the parchment paper and wrote on it.

One: What is the so-called secret room?

2: What kind of power is hidden in the secret room?

Three; Why didn't the Dark Lord take this power away?

Four; how did the person who opened the secret room manage this power this time?

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‘One by one,’ William looked at the full parchment, ‘Regarding the first question, I don’t think anyone in the school understands better than the ghost. Professor Binns must not mind answering this question. ’

Although the investigation may curse people who already knew the information, William didn't think that Professor Bins would worry about this issue-could the Dark Lord still curse the ghost?

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"Secret room?"

Professor Bins, who shuttled through the materials, raised his head and looked at William, "How do you think of asking such a fairy tale legend?"

"fairy tale?"

William was stunned. He had never expected that he would get such a message from Professor Bins.

"Yes, or a rumor," Professor Bins stopped his work and looked at William-I don't know why, William has the feeling that he was seen by relatives when he watched anime in college.

But in the end Professor Bins did not say anything rude.

"But maybe there is some truth, after all, we really found the crown left by Ravenclaw..." Professor Bins muttered, "The secret room is similar to the legend of the crown, but the one left behind is not Ravenclaw, but Another founder of the school, Slytherin."

"Of course, from my point of view, the secret room is a bit too vague," Professor Bins shook his head. "It is said that it was the curse of Slytherin. When his true heir came to Hogwarts, that A descendant will open the secret room, release the horrible things in the secret room, let it purify the school, and eliminate those who are not worthy of learning magic."

"Probably that's the case," Professor Bins opened his hands after finishing speaking. "So this legend has always been regarded as a horror story. It is not spread as widely as the story of the crown. It is useless even to find the secret room..."

He babbled, then pointed to his own data pile, "So, Professor William, there is a lot less data during this time. Please don't focus on the unimportant secret rooms. Our school history needs more. Information!"

‘Don’t you realize that you cannot be confined during the Christmas holidays? ’

William murmured secretly, but this is not a big deal. If Dumbledore is right, he will have many overly curious children to copy the information...

"No problem, the vacation has just ended, I believe we will have enough information soon."

William vouched for Professor Bins.

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‘The secret room left when the school was founded—’ William rolled his eyes, why did Hogwarts have everything?

Although Professor Bins said that it was nothing more than a legend, William could already confirm that it was true-if it was something Slytherin left behind, it would be normal to release such terrifying black magic.

‘Now there’s a new question, is there really a monster in the secret room? Or is there any props in it? What exactly did Slytherin leave behind in the secret room? ’

But the sound of running from a distance awakened William from his contemplation.

"Someone was attacked, somebody was attacked!"

The yelling and running sound reached William's ears. He pulled out his wand almost instantly and rushed to the corner. The wall on the other side of the corner quickly turned into a mirror, illuminating the incoming person.

‘It’s a student,’ William made a judgment, concealed his wand, and stopped the student far away.

"What happened? It's still early to class, why are you running so fast in the hallway?"

"Professor, professor! Someone has been attacked again!"

What a joke!

There was an attack during the day yesterday, but today?

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"So there is no need to worry. I, Professor Lockhart, will handle this attack properly. I have discussed with Professor Snape how to cook the curse-relieving potion. Believe me, although it is very difficult, It's a piece of cake for me."

In Lockhart’s office, worried students are receiving Professor Lockhart’s relief-yesterday’s attack was spread everywhere after a whole night of fermentation, leading to the students who came to Professor Lockhart’s office today to solve problems. Far exceeds the number in the past.

After happily sending away the last batch of students, Lockhart happily opened the book abandoned by Dumbledore.

"Haha, look, with so many students present, who would doubt the enthusiastic Professor Lockhart?"

However, this time there was no response in the book, which made Lockhart's heart to show off extremely swelled. "Professor Lockhart is a genius. Spreading terror makes the basilisk exhausted. Why do you want to be a slow one? Come here?"

"Didn't the great Professor Lockhart expect that the death of a student would cause the school to close?"

Such a handwriting suddenly appeared in the diary, which made Lockhart laugh. He hadn't turned the diary since he learned that there was a secret treasure left by Slytherin. Today, the plan finally succeeded.

Today, he has learned more and more how to use this diary.

Those messages still have the value of listening, and those suggestions are not worth mentioning compared with the plan he came up with.

He happily picked up the quill pen, "How could it be, it is impossible for a dead person to happen, wouldn't the great Lockhart think of this?"

Lockhart smiled happily while writing, and the diary became silent again.

"What are you doing, stupid Lockhart!"

"Of course it is the plan to make Professor Lockhart even greater," Lockhart wasn't angry at all. "If you attack more than ten students at a time, even the basilisk will be exhausted."

"If those **** glasses fall off you're done!"

Lockhart laughed when he was found out of his plan.

Looking straight into the eyes of the basilisk would make a person dead, but going through something would cause the curse to weaken without death—this was what the diary told him.

But if one were permanently cured on that basilisk's eye, then even if Professor Lockhart did not make a coincidence nearby, the student who was attacked would not die.

At a fixed time, the basilisk hidden in the secret tunnels will come out to attack the students. As long as there are no pictures around to report to Dumbledore, no one will quickly find out that the basilisk did something when the witnesses are all petrified.

His office is closest to the scene of the crime, even if there is anything left, he can deal with it immediately...

The perfect plan.

The closed diary secretly revealed a word, and then quietly disappeared.

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If it weren't for the strong black magic atmosphere in the corridor in front of him, William must have doubted what kind of horrible place like a wax museum was here.

More than a dozen students leaned against the wall or fell to the ground in various postures, and their faces were all flustered without exception.

‘What a joke! ’

William's good mood for discovering the breach had been wiped out-he seriously underestimated the hidden power of that secret room.

It's too easy, such a powerful spell, such a scary spell, the other party is simply hand-in-hand - "I can't do it, this kind of method that can be used as easy as eating and drinking will never be the Dark Lord himself. Did you show up in person? ’

"Professor William!"

Lockhart ran over with a panic, "God, what happened!"

"As you can see, Professor Lockhart, a massive attack." William took a deep breath and exhaled. "The murderer is starting to provoke. It seems that he meant to end Hufflepuff College."

William could easily tell the college to which the victim belonged from the decoration of the robes of the students who were victimized-without a doubt, all Hufflepuff's.

Just like what Professor Bins introduced to him, the secret room was opened for cleaning. The so-called heir may be more radical than the Dark Lord, even if the Dark Lord never clamored to end an academy.

"Notify the principal, Professor Lockhart, I'm afraid we can't handle this matter."

"You go to inform, Professor William," Lockhart gritted his teeth, "I was still solving problems for the students just fifteen minutes ago! I want to see them, I want to see the kids who are willing to tell me..."

"Oh," William sighed, "Well, don't move them, Professor... this is very important."

William, who had been confided by hundreds of ghosts, could understand this feeling, and he really wanted to see Dumbledore desperately now.

The current developments are completely beyond the scope of his control. Even with the cards pressed down, William is a little unconfident-can he really sneak out the secrets left by Slytherin?

Fortunately, William had not lost the most basic judgment. After a little panic, he immediately remembered the convenient portrait. He asked them to inform the principal and the deputy principal, and asked them to inform the painting on the road to call the prefects. Gather people together and return to the lounge to prevent any problems.

After all this was done, he immediately returned to the scene of the crime-although he was quite confident in Professor Lockhart, he didn't think Lockhart could face the attacks alone.

"Professor Lockhart, are you okay?"

A long distance away, William greeted him-he was afraid that Lockhart would be attacked, and he ran over and was double-killed by the attackers.

"Not so good, Professor William."

Lockhart's sad voice came from a distance, making William a little relieved.

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"day!"

Professors rushed over one after another-but no matter which professor was seeing such a picture, he couldn't help making such a sound.

The assailant seemed to freeze a whole corridor, fixing everyone there, and those fears and fears appeared vividly on everyone's faces.

Of course, William saw Professor McGonagall's angry face.

"Is it the same kind of curse?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." William nodded. "But the spellcaster is much stronger than I thought. I used to think it was the limit last time, but I didn't expect it at all. It seemed to be him. The beginning of mastery."

William didn't believe that it was a monster anymore-the last time he was unskilled, his strength skyrocketed this time. No matter how you looked at it, it was a powerful magic weapon, or the one limited to Hogwarts.

‘Slytherin stayed because of being strong, but the power accumulated in it may be provided by Hogwarts Castle, so I can’t take it out...’

Could such a weapon be installed in the secret room?

How can a monster live for a thousand years and still be able to use it?

Not even dragons...

William took a deep breath, and the weapon hits it—it is the man who masters the weapon.

The card in his hand was almost incomprehensible when attacking people. As long as the guy who claimed to be a descendant of Slytherin, the guy who didn't know how to get in touch with the Dark Lord appeared, and didn't have time to kill him, then You can kill each other.

‘Don’t leave your hands this time, just go to the black magic...’

"Send them to the hospital..." Professor McGonagall's voice was totally inaudible, but the coldness was no less than the fear that the corridor in front of him brought to William.

Only then did he realize that he was speculating and didn't even listen to the professors' talk.

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"Professor, professor!"

William froze for a moment before realizing that he was in class.

Yesterday's attack has passed, and after investigation-no gain.

But the school’s security has been upgraded again.

The students in class stayed peacefully in the lounge, and the professors in class took them out, and then took them to the nearest classroom.

After class, these students are also brought back to the lounge by the professor. Most of the classrooms and corridors in the castle are blocked. The professors who are not in class form a team to explore those enclosed areas, and then wait until they have class to pick up the students. .

As a professor of self-defense in the school~www.readwn.com~ William of course can no longer continue the previously relaxed class. He is not only responsible for picking up and picking up his students, but also when some professors have to take students to the courses in the greenhouse. You must also accompany you to protect the safety of your students.

This made his investigation time compressed again-although he tried to communicate his guesses with Dumbledore, he really didn't know what to say and what was useful.

After all, those speculations are just the beginning.

Fortunately, under such security, the attack did not happen again, which allowed William to face the fact that the investigation was deadlocked.

"Sorry, I lost my mind a little bit. I slept too late yesterday," William confessed his mistake openly. "So you have to make the papers with your heart. This is what I drove out by staying up late."

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Remind William's students that they would like to seal their mouths with magic.

Good point, remind the professor what to do?