The next day, weekend morning.

Harry and Ron staggered out of the bedroom to see Hermione already sitting in a chair in the lounge.

As soon as the two sat next to her, they saw Hermione slap a newspaper on the table with a "pop".

"I knew it!" said the little witch angrily.

Harry and Ron suddenly came to their senses. They looked at each other and Harry asked, "What happened, Hermione?"

"Remember the book the professor showed us? The one about President Dippet. There was a copy of the Daily Prophet on Professor Hepp's desk at the time, and I didn't feel right. I got it this morning. The papers of the last few days...that woman, Rita Skeeter! She dared to slander Headmaster Dumbledore..." Hermione was shaking with anger.

Harry picked up the newspaper quickly, and Ron sat down next to him, poking his head over.

That was yesterday's Daily Prophet, and the most striking was the picture of Dumbledore looking up with white hair on his head, just from the shooting effect, it looked old and gloomy, and the headline on the front page was "Dumbledore" Lido's big mistake."

Harry had a bad premonition, and he quickly read--

"Our special correspondent Rita Skeeter reports that the headmaster of Hogwarts, the eccentric Albus Dumbledore, has always been a controversial wizard."

"Recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, Dumbledore has been hiding in Hogwarts castle since he defeated the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, rarely appearing in the public eye."

"Everyone is full of praise for this, thinking that he is guarding the hope of the British magic world and continuously sending all kinds of magic talents to the magic world, but is the truth really like this?"

"I recently received letters from parents of some students saying that there was a horrific attack in the school, and the murderer has not been found. Mrs. Ferrian of Top Hill wrote: My children are afraid of being attacked at school every day. Life threatening, professors do nothing about it! I had to send my kids home for Christmas."

"It was with great indignation that the author approached this caring parent and interviewed her. The matter was far more serious than expected - this is not the first time the attack has occurred more than a month ago. Happened. Only that time the victim was a cat, but the news was sealed!"

"In order to reduce the impact and avoid being discovered and criticized by the outside world, the headmaster did not hesitate to fabricate a sensational lie - he pushed all this to the Millennium Legend of Hogwarts, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."

"It's funny that he did something similar fifty years ago, when the headmaster was a Transfiguration professor, during which a poor Ravenclaw witch tragically lost her life. Hogwarts once caught The suspect was housed, but Dumbledore had a huge influence on Armando Dippet, the headmaster at the time, and under his mediation, the matter was finally settled, and the suspect was simply expelled from the school."

"Three days before I wrote this, two weeks have passed since the second student attack, but the outside world knows nothing about it, and the murderer is still at large. We have to worry about this, the omnipotent Deng Brido, is it really old?"

"The author will follow up on this matter and give you a truth. In the next issue, we will start with the work of this principal to reveal a more real image of Dumbledore for everyone."

This is the end of the text, but at the bottom of the page, there is a small line of text, which is the preview content of the next report, which reads:

Dumbledore has always dared to hire controversial faculty members, such as this year's Gilderoy Lockhart and Felix Heap, but are these two really the right fit? Let us wait and see.

"How could she say that to Dumbledore!" Harry said angrily. "And about the secret room, what we saw with our own eyes, how could it be a lie!"

"I can't believe a word of this woman Rita Skeeter. She often makes up celebrity gossip rumors," said Ron very knowledgeably. "A few years ago, the news of her and Lockhart spat in the newspapers made a big noise. Big, mom hates her quite a bit."

"Looks like we already know who this woman is," Hermione said sarcastically.

Ron picked up the paper. "Did you notice that this woman wants to do a series, the next issue is about Professor Lockhart and Professor Hepp. How would she arrange them?"

Hermione said helplessly: "Headmaster Dumbledore has been portrayed as a conspirator by her, and it is estimated that the two professors will not be spared."

"I don't care about Lockhart, he's just a fake. Are you saying that Professor Hepp will burst into the Daily Prophet building and give that woman a bat spirit curse?"

"Ron! That's against the law, how could a professor do that!"

The three discussed this matter for a while, and the final result was rather pessimistic.

Harry pointed to a sentence in the newspaper, "She said she caught the suspect fifty years ago, who did she mean?"

"Come on, Harry, do you still believe that woman's nonsense?"

"Of course I don't believe it, but—" Harry's eyes were fixed on Hermione.

Her face quickly turned pale, "Fifty years ago, fired... Is that suspect Hagrid?"

Ron licked his lips nervously.

Harry said quickly, "I trust Dumbledore, Hagrid can't be the murderer! But since he's listed as a suspect, he must know something!"

The three of them were about to brave the snow and wind to go to the Forbidden Forest hut. Just after they walked out of the castle, they bumped into a burly figure. It was Hagrid. A dead chicken.

"Hagrid, oh—" Harry bumped straight into him.

"Look out! Little ones," said Hagrid gruffly, waving the limp chicken in his hand, a few feathers flying in the air with his movements...

That evening.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione had just returned from the abandoned underground classroom, and things were going well with the potion.

Harry carried the magic scroll that Professor Hepp had given him, and translated Parseltongue word by word. In the empty, abandoned classrooms, hoarse, eerie horror sounds echoed from time to time.

This made Ron, who was dozing off, never sleep well. He could always see a witch brewing a potion like mud, and a wizard hissing like a snake.

And in the earlier afternoon, they finally heard the secret room information from Hagrid.

At this moment, they were hiding in the corner of the lounge.

"Almost all right!" said Hermione suddenly.

"what?"

"The monster in the secret room! Wait for me-" Hermione obviously had a perfect thought, she hurried back to the bedroom, and soon took back a piece of parchment.

The three gathered together and looked at the text above, which was about a terrifying magical creature called "basilisk".

After Harry and Ron finished reading the materials, Hermione told the clues they had collected these days, "The basilisk can dormant for a long time, the eyes of the basilisk are lethal, the basilisk is the natural enemy of the spider, the basilisk is afraid of the rooster... ...what did you think of?"

"So, the monster in the secret room is the basilisk?" Ron asked excitedly.

"Can't be wrong!" Harry slammed his fist on the table.

There are two main pieces of information they get from Hagrid: one is that his chickens are always dying inexplicably; the other is that he raised an eight-eyed spider fifty years ago, and the eight-eyed spider is very afraid of the monsters in the secret room , refused to disclose even a word.

All can match!

"But the biggest problem is that the basilisk cannot be petrified. I initially ignored it because of this, but now, the evidence from the side is very sufficient." Hermione said very rigorously, "Maybe I It's time to ask Professor Hepp what can be done to make the basilisk's gaze less harmful..."

She hammered her head with some hatred, "It's strange, I feel that something is right in front of me, but I still can't find it..."

Harry swallowed sharply. "Hermione, I think I know."

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