This Hogwarts is not normal

McGonagall's office is next to the corridor, facing the Quidditch pitch.

When she was woken up by the six little ones, she thought she was celebrating Muggle Halloween.

"Are you planning to invite me to the Halloween banquet because you want to make up for this year's regrets?"

"No, Professor McGonagall." Vincent took off his bat helmet, "The basilisk came out, and Filch was the second victim."

Her good mood to tease them disappeared instantly, and she pursed her lips and waved to the office behind her.

"Professor Dumbledore happened to be out on business."

"We know-" George quickly covered his mouth.

Fred next to him smiled coquettishly, "We just came from the principal's office."

Mag caught the flying wand and glanced at them with squinted eyes, "It just happened suddenly today. Remember, it won't be the same next time."

"Okay~"

Her lips pursed tighter, "How's the situation?"

"Petrified, just like Myrtle before."

Dumbledore wanted to keep the fishing a secret, but only a few professors knew that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened.

Mag's eyes swept back and forth to the six little ones in front of him.

Now that the basilisk has appeared, it's safest to go back to the dormitory.

"Professor, we are all part of the school."

Her eyes are extremely sharp.

Voldemort will not let them go, and staying in the dormitory will put other students in danger.

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Dungeon, Potions Master's Office.

Although Snape hadn't stayed in bed recently, he didn't go to bed early to rest either.

He was brewing a green, bubbling potion, and judging by its appearance, it was obvious that it was not beneficial.

"Knock knock—" a knock on the door sounded.

The person who lives in the dead of night must not be a serious person.

"Knock knock——"

He ignored him and kept knocking louder and louder, making his whole face look gloomy.

Turn off the fire and grab the wand.

He slid over like a ghost and opened the door without warning.

The first thing that caught his eye was a figure dressed like a bat.

"Wayne?" He calmed down and raised the corners of his mouth sharply.

Except for himself, only Wayne in Hogwarts dresses like a bat;

The one with the two cat ears on his head is Granger;

The two redheads were definitely Weasleys;

The person with a fair face might not be Digory;

The one wearing the red hood can only be Scamander.

Will these little bastards come to your door?

No matter what, let’s destroy the group first and then talk about it.

Snape, who was in a good mood, looked behind the six people.

There are no square glasses, just a matching bat eye patch.

"Severus, something happened."

His good mood disappeared instantly.

"Ho ho - I'm not in the mood for a masquerade party."

Mag glared at Vincent, who looked innocent, "These are anti-basilisk glasses, which can avoid the instant death effect of its gaze."

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Snape narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh - some of our outstanding students can always detect abnormal situations in the school."

Vincent didn't pay attention to the sarcasm and handed over a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses.

"Professor Snape, I suggest you wear this."

He had a dark face and showed no intention of reaching out.

"Professor, you will die if you don't wear it."

McGonagall nodded, "Severus, we have no other choice."

Snape reluctantly put on his glasses.

Starting from the black frame of the lens, the two brackets cover the head.

Paired with his black robe, he feels like a low-profile Batman.

Especially with Vincent.

"We might as well split up." Snape sneered repeatedly, "Wayne is most likely to be attacked. I will protect him."

McGonagall looked at Hermione, "Severus, Miss Granger too."

"I know." His smile widened, "As long as Wayne and Granger don't run around."

Vincent was not afraid at all, "Professor Snape, you know we can use the Disillusionment Curse."

"That's great, I won't accidentally hurt you."

"Neither can we."

The muscles on Mag's face twitched slightly, very much like she was trying to suppress a smile.

"Severus, meet on the third floor."

Snape walked ahead with a frosty face.

Of course he knew about the Chamber of Secrets and Dumbledore's plan.

Last year the bait was Harry, this year it was six little ones.

According to Voldemort's character, he couldn't help but fall for the bait.

I chose this time of night to either scapegoat or retaliate.

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When Flitwick and Sprout were woken up, their reactions were the same as Mag's.

A secret masquerade party?

Today’s students really know how to play!

But the truth frightened them.

Chamber of Secrets, Basilisk, Heir of Slytherin...

Like all previous employees, they had a hard time believing the legend was true.

But the facts are right in front of us, especially the crooked two lines behind Filch and Mrs. Norris:

[No one can escape purification.

This is a fact, not a warning!]

Vincent, who followed Snape the whole time, frowned.

Calling the professors here means not taking out the Marauder's Map.

Maybe it's not a coincidence, maybe it's intentional.

Snape waved his wand at the writing on the wall.

The crooked words that seemed to be written in blood did not disappear, but began to emit a faint light.

"dark magic--"

Flitwick also gave it a try.

It couldn't be erased, but became brighter.

Mag used the transformation technique to separate the wall, but two lines of text were suspended in the air.

Even if it is completely blocked, these bright red words with traces of black magic will always penetrate the object and emerge.

She restored the wall to its original state, "simple, but difficult to undo."

Snape's expression became even more gloomy.

It is unrealistic to seal off the entire third floor. This blame can only be shouldered by Harry, who has just shown his talent for Parseltongue and is most like the heir of Slytherin.

"McGonagall, when will Dumbledore come back?"

"Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."

The only way left is to close it.

Although they will be discovered sooner or later, as long as some students restrain their mouths...

Vincent felt offended by his direct gaze.

Even Fred and George know how to take the overall situation into consideration.

"If I were Voldemort, I would definitely spread the news secretly." He reached for the cloak and held the Sorting Hat in his arms.

"Since it is black magic, it needs a weapon that can completely destroy it."

Under the slightly surprised expressions of Flitwick and Sprout, he pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor.

Snape said in a subtle way: "Don't tell me, you just used this for self-defense."

"Of course not." Vincent raised his sword with one hand without blushing or out of breath.

"I came out to get some fresh air, Mr. Hat, and the portraits in the principal's office can attest to that."

Believe me Merlin's pantyhose!

Except for the tragic kidnapping case, Snape could not think of anything more reasonable.

With two "swish" sounds, two lines of crooked text like a light bulb were neatly marked with a big cross.

This flawless posture and these flowing movements are clearly the mastermind of the kidnapping case.

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