The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore resigns?

Make no mistake, this is not exciting news.

"They're crazy!" Zacharias-Smith commented: "Professor Dumbledore may be the only target for the Slytherin heir to be afraid of... Could it be that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets was sent by the Ministry of Magic. from?"

In the Hufflepuff common room, many familiar faces have already left... Hannah Abbott, Susan Burns, and Steven Lucas and many other underclassmen have all advanced for various reasons. left school.

There is no longer the laughter and laughter of the past in the common room, which seems a little deserted.

Jon sat quietly by the fireplace, thinking quietly.

There is no doubt that the situation is very unfavorable... Knowing that it is only February 15th, Professor Dumbledore has left the school. It's hard to imagine what terrible things will happen next, whether the basilisk ravages the castle, or Hogwarts shuts down completely, it's pretty bad.

So he has to do something to change this status quo!

Jon's eyes turned to the unremarkable portrait of the witch on the fireplace.

"Professor, what should I do?" he whispered to Helga Hufflepuff in the portrait.

The kind witch looked at Jon tenderly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth; she didn't say anything, just nodded slightly... At this moment, Jon seemed to feel a strong momentum in his whole body.

"Thank you, Professor..."

...

"Zacharys!"

"What's the matter, Jon?" Jon Hart stopped Zacharias-Smith as he was about to go to bed.

"I have to ask you for help with something." Jon said with a serious face: "Come with me!"

"Okay alright..." Zacharis lazily followed behind Jon and walked into his dormitory.

Looking at the piles of books on the bedside and the desk, Zacharis couldn't help but pouted: "You are so hardworking, Jon..."

"Diligence is the traditional virtue of Hufflepuff." Jon said casually, also took out a black diary from the stack of books, and asked, "Do you know this?"

"What?" Zacharis glanced at the diary casually, the small, thin, tattered black cover seemed to have been soaked in water, apparently some years old: "Where did you get it from? this old antique?"

"I picked it up!" Jon said calmly, "I picked it up in a bathroom a few days ago, I don't know who it was... The terrifying attack the day before yesterday, plus I was injured a little bit, so I almost took it out. I forgot about this."

"Have you asked Ernie and Wayne?"

"I've asked, they didn't drop it, I suspect it was lost by students from other colleges..." Jon said: "But you know that Slytherin monsters are rampant in the school recently, and I was born Muggle again, So I don’t dare to be too public.”

"Understood, understood!" Zacharis said carelessly: "Leave it to me. When I go to the restaurant tomorrow, I will ask the students of Gryffindor and Slytherin if they lost it!"

"Okay, thank you very much."

"it's okay no problem!"

...

Early the next morning, Jon and a group of Hufflepuff students, escorted by Filch, had just arrived at the restaurant when they heard Zacharis' loud voice:

"Have you ever lost a black diary?" Zacharias-Smith shouted at the long table in Gryffindor, "Joan... no, I picked it up in a bathroom the other day. To one, shabby, like something from decades ago, with the name of a Muggle bookstore emblazoned on it..."

"No, okay, then I'll go to Ravenclaw and ask."

While Zacharis was yelling, Jon was nibbling on a bun while surreptitiously watching the other tables.

Unfortunately, the restaurant was a bit chaotic and there were a lot of people, so he didn't observe any valid information.

After breakfast, they had no class in the morning, and were escorted by Filch back to the Hufflepuff common room.

Watching one classmate after another get into the barrel, Jon stayed at the end, intentionally or unintentionally.

The last one got into the tunnel, he didn't crawl through, but stayed... Counting for a few seconds, he crawled out of the barrel after feeling that Filch had left.

But Jon didn't leave the area...he ran straight to a picture of a silver bowl full of fruit.

He sneaked into the kitchen.

...

Next to the Forbidden Forest, in the hut of Professor Sivanos Kettleborn, a teacher who protects magical animals.

At this moment, several adult wizards were squeezed into the narrow hut.

Minerva McGonagall, Filius Flitwick, Pomona Sprout, and Severus Snape, the deans of the four colleges quickly gathered after escorting their students. Here; and Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Gilderoy Lockhart.

Professor Kettleborn squatted in the center of the crowd, carefully observing the blood-stained white paper in his hand.

"This is the bloodstain collected on the spot where Mr. Weasley was killed. Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to analyze it... I can be sure that it is a kind of snake blood!" His old voice was a little more haggard.

"So, Sylvanos... I should have mentioned to you..." Professor Sprout's voice trembled.

"Yes...it should be true..." Professor Kettleburn said with a shudder: "A terrifying creature... There are many terrifying beasts and monsters roaming all over Europe, among which the most bizarre and lethal There is none more than the Basilisk, also known as the Snake King."

"The size of this snake is very huge, and the way it kills people is amazing. In addition to its deadly fangs, the basilisk's stare can also kill people. Anyone who is stared at by its eyes will die immediately. Spiders If it sees a basilisk, it will run away, because the basilisk is the mortal enemy of the spider, and the basilisk will only run for its life when it hears the crowing of the rooster, because the crowing of the cock is also fatal to it..."

"Every time there is an attack, the spider will feel fear, and even be scared to death; Hagrid's cock is all killed, because the rooster's crowing is fatal to him..." Professor Sprout asked bitterly. .

"Potter and his friends are always at the scene of the crime..." Snape said in amazement, "Because he speaks Parseltongue? He could hear the basilisk's voice and be attracted to it. ?"

Professor Kettleburn nodded slightly.

"No one is dead..." Professor Flitwick lowered his head and analyzed: "Because none of them looked directly at it... Mr. Creevey saw it through the camera, and Mr. Flitley should have It was through Sir Nicholas, and Mr. Weasley through the mirror in his hand... As for Miss Crewater?"

"The knocker..." Professor McGonagall said. "She was attacked by the reflection of the bronze knocker; the knocker was damaged as a result."

"Unbelievable!" Professor Sprout roared angrily: "Such a dirty monster has been running rampant on our campus for so long!"

"We've got to find a way to kill it!" Professor Flitwick drew his wand from his waist.

"Is that so... No, you're right!" Professor Lockhart stretched lazily, but he quickly changed his mouth when he noticed the unkind eyes of his colleagues.

Suddenly, a crisp explosion made several teachers look at it.

"What's the matter!" Snape had raised his wand.

"Wait... Severus!" Sprout stopped him. "It's a house-elf!"

She turned her gaze to the ugly "little monster" that Apparated over, and asked gently, "What's the matter, Logno?"

The house-elf named "Logno" bowed respectfully to Professor Sprout, and then saluted several other teachers in turn.

"An intruder, she tried to break into the Hufflepuff common room, and we caught her..." the house-elf screeched: "As usual, we'll douse her with vinegar. , and let it go; but Klein told me that some terrible things have happened at Hogwarts recently, and we should be careful."

"So, esteemed Professor Sprout...I brought the intruder here!"

While speaking, Logno snapped his fingers.

Six house-elves Apparate by Professor Kettleburn's cabin, carrying a skinny girl.