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The two hurriedly ran over. Between the two windows, on the wall one foot high from the ground, there were some writings daubed on it, and the emblem shone under the reflection of the burning torch.

The secret room was opened.

Be wary of those who are enemies of the heir.

"Ginny! What happened here? Did Malfoy and the others do this?"

Harry pointed at the dark shadow hanging there.

It was Mrs. Norris, the caretaker's cat, her tail hanging from the torch stand, her body as stiff as a board, her eyes wide and staring.

"Ginny, please speak."

Ron grabbed Ginny's shoulders and shook her. She looked stunned.

"Humph, Weasley, stop throwing dirty water on me."

Malfoy sneered and said, "Goyle, Crabbe and I were just out for a walk, and we happened to encounter such a situation. I still suspected that it was her."

"What should we do?" Harry knew now was not the time to argue with Malfoy, "We have to get out of here quickly."

But it was too late. A low noise, like thunder in the distance, told them that the banquet had just ended. From both ends of the corridor where they were, there were the sounds of hundreds of feet climbing up the stairs, and people tea

After eating, they chatted and laughed happily. Then, the students crowded into the aisle from both ends.

When the people in front saw the upside-down cat, the lively and chirping sounds suddenly disappeared. The students suddenly became quiet and crowded forward to watch this terrible scene.

The senior students started whispering after seeing this scene, and the words "Chamber of Secrets" and "Slytherin" were sometimes heard among the crowd.

"What happened here? What happened?"

Filch was attracted by the immobile crowd, and he pushed his way through the crowd with his shoulders. Then he saw Mrs. Norris, and he stumbled back a few steps, grabbing his face with his hands in horror.

"My cat! My cat! What's wrong with Mrs. Norris?" he screamed.

"You have to pay the price!" Filch was not stupid. From the positions of the people present, he could tell that Harry and Malfoy, who were surrounded, were the first people at the scene.

Dumbledore rushed to the scene, followed by many other teachers, and Luo Cheng was naturally among them.

"Don't worry Filch, I'll take care of it."

Dumbledore said, and then untied Mrs. Norris from the torch holder.

"Come with me, Filch," he said to Filch, "and you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, and Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Goyle, and Mr. Crabbe.

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Lockhart stepped forward hastily - he would not miss such an opportunity.

"My office is closest to here, the principal - it's upstairs - you can -"

"Thank you, Gilderoy." Dumbledore said, "And Professor Luo Cheng, please come too."

The silent crowd parted to both sides, allowing them to pass. Lockhart was very excited, and he hurriedly followed Dumbledore with a high-spirited look. Professor McGonagall and Snape, who were the deans of the students involved, also followed.

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Dumbledore placed Mrs. Norris on the smooth table and began to examine it carefully. The tip of Dumbledore's long aquiline nose almost touched Mrs. Norris's hair. He looked carefully through the half-moon glasses.

Looking at it, his slender fingers gently poked here and there. Professor McGonagall bent down, with her face almost touching the cat, squinting and looking at it carefully. Snape stood behind them,

Half of his body was hidden in the shadows, looking eerie. The expression on his face was very strange: as if he was trying desperately not to laugh. Lockhart wandered around them, constantly making suggestions.

"It must have been killed by a spell - probably the Transformation Torture Charm. I've seen people use this spell many times. It's a pity that I wasn't there at the time. I happened to know the unspelling method and could have saved it.

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Lockhart's words were interrupted by Filch's tearless cry. Filch slumped down on a chair beside the table, covering his face with his hands, not daring to look at Mrs. Norris.

At this time, Dumbledore muttered some strange words in a low voice and tapped Mrs. Norris with his wand, but there was no response: Mrs. Norris was still lying there stiffly, like a newly made specimen.

"I remember something very similar happened in Ouagadougou," Lockhart said. "A series of attacks were recorded in detail in my autobiography. At that time, I provided various amulets to the people.

, the problem was solved in one fell swoop..."

Luo Cheng was very annoyed by the chattering Lockhart. What could be more unbearable than a noob who keeps showing off his bad knowledge in front of you?

"Quiet, Lockhart, the cat is not dead."

Luo Cheng said.

"Huh? Not dead? Professor Luo Cheng, maybe you don't know much about our field of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I once -"

Dumbledore straightened up.

"It's not dead, Filch," he said softly.

Dumbledore's words made Lockhart suddenly stop.

"It's not dead?" Filch swallowed more and looked at Mrs. Norris through his fingers. "Then why is its whole body - its whole body stiff, as if it's frozen?"

"It is petrified," said Dumbledore.