Chapter 126 Is This Basilisk Serious?

Chapter 127 Is this basilisk serious?

Is the chamber of secrets really opened? Why didn't the trap I set go off! It's such a big trap!

Every time I exchange information with Myrtle, everything is normal, even though Myrtle spends half of the day admiring boys.

But my trap didn't activate!

At this time, someone has already recited the sentence on the wall loudly: "Darkness covers the earth, and I am the light that people in the darkness are looking forward to."

There is also a small heart at the end of this sentence.

Zhang Xiao can't hold it anymore. Is it Lockhart? It must be Lockhart, right?

Besides him, looking at the entire Hogwarts, who else can write such a shameless sentence!

And should the words on the wall be this? Shouldn't it be something like the chamber of secrets is open, be careful, heir, etc.?

"Make way! Make way!" A cheerful voice came from the back of the crowd. Everyone turned around and found that Lockhart was wearing a gorgeous dark purple cloak today, and was struggling to squeeze forward.

"Don't panic! Your professor is here! Leave it to me. Oh, okay, it seems you trust me very much."

The crowd suddenly dispersed neatly, revealing a passage, and everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Lockhart muttered a few words, then straightened his robes, walked through the passage that the little wizard made for him with his head held high, and waved to both sides, showing his signature smile:

"So you have found what I left for you"

He suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, pointing at Filch who was petrified in a curious posture, and couldn't help but screamed:

"Damn! What's going on?"

The little wizard remained silent, still staring at him with strange eyes.

Zhang Xiao carefully observed Lockhart's expression, but couldn't see anything. He was able to cheat in the wizarding world for so many years. In addition to the forgetfulness spell, he certainly had other abilities, at least his writing skills were very good.

Compared to this, he wanted to know how Filch was petrified and why Harry and the other two appeared at the scene again.

This corridor is the only way to the restaurant. It was cleaned very well. There were no water stains or anything like that on the stone floor.

There was a bucket at Filch's feet, which contained his usual cleaning tools:

"Such as enchanted rags, mops, brushes, and Mrs. Skoll's all-purpose magic detergent."

Zhang Xiao ignored the crowd that had already started to make noise (Lockhart: Oh my God, it's terrible! Where is the principal? Where is Principal Dumbledore?)

Instead, he walked around in front of the two petrified people. Filch and Mrs. Norris looked in the same direction.

This should be the direction where the basilisk is?

But shouldn't it be dead directly if you look into the eyes of the basilisk? There is no obstruction in this area. There are no water stains, mirrors, glass, etc.

From the perspective of one person and one cat, it was an empty wall, and the hall was around the corner.

Strange!

He retreated to the three little ones with nervous and helpless faces and asked in a low voice:

"Why are you here?"

Ron looked at Harry, swallowed his saliva, and whispered:

"Because we messed up Lockhart's play in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He punished us to help him reply to fans. To be honest, this is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen in my life. Dear Gilderoy, I am your Mona, my little darling. Ugh!"

Hermione's face was not good either. She admired Lockhart very much at the beginning, but after a few classes, she had Completely disappointed with Lockhart:

"After we finished replying to those love letters, we were going to find a place to relax. Ron was right. Those letters were really unappetizing! Then Harry suddenly said."

"Hermione, let me tell you." Harry's face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and he said mysteriously:

"Not long after I came out, I heard a strange voice, a creepy, breathless, cold and vicious voice. I followed this voice here."

"But we didn't hear it!" Ron and Hermione shouted together.

This should be the voice of the basilisk, right? Harry is a parsel, so he can hear it, which is not strange.

Zhang Xiao nodded and asked, "What is the content?"

Harry's expression suddenly became strange and confused. He scratched his hair and said with some doubt:

"I feel so uncomfortable. Why. Master doesn't want it?"

? ? ? ! ! !

This, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these!

Is this basilisk serious?

"All students! Back off!" Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind.

The crowd looked back and saw Dumbledore walking towards them with a serious face, followed by many professors.

In the blink of an eye, he walked to the front and carefully looked at the stone statues of Filch and Mrs. Norris, as well as the words on the wall.

"Come with me, Professor Lockhart." He said to Lockhart, "and you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger."

His eyes swept to Zhang Xiao again, hesitated for a while, and said: "Zhang, you come too."

Zhang Xiao nodded, he was so curious!

Malfoy also wanted to join in the fun, but Dumbledore had already turned around and strode away, and the petrified statue floated behind him, undulating slightly.

"Professor Lockhart, I remember your office seems to be upstairs recently."

"Yes"

The silent crowd parted to let them pass. Lockhart looked troubled and hurriedly followed Dumbledore; Professor McGonagall and Snape also followed.

As they entered Lockhart's darkened office, there was a sudden commotion on the walls.

Several photos show Lockhart hiding in panic, with curlers in his hair.

Dumbledore waved his hand, and all the candles in the room lit up, giving off a soft light, and the entire office immediately became brighter.

The stone statue slowly landed on the ground and began to examine it carefully.

Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged nervous glances, then sat on a few chairs out of candlelight and watched closely.

Zhang Xiao stood aside, holding his chin and thinking about the whole thing. He also carefully looked at Lockhart's office to see if the damn diary was there.

The tip of Dumbledore's long aquiline nose almost touched Mrs. Norris's fur and Filch's face.

He looked at them carefully through the half-moon glasses, gently poking here and there with his long fingers.

Professor McGonagall bent over, her face almost touching the cat, and she squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully.

Snape stood behind them, half hidden in the shadows, looking eerie.

He had a strange expression on his face: as if he was trying desperately not to laugh. Lockhart hovered around them, tugging at his hair.

Post some "How could this happen!" "My Halloween preview!"

Finally he asked tentatively:

"Is it a transformation and torture spell?

I have seen others use this spell many times. It is a pity that I was not there at the time. I happened to know the undoing method and could have saved them..."

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," said Lockhart, "a series of attacks that are detailed in my autobiography.

At that time, I provided various amulets to the local villagers, and the problem was solved immediately."

As he spoke, the pictures of Lockhart on the wall nodded in agreement. One of them forgot to take off his hairnet.

Finally, Dumbledore straightened up.

"It's not dead, it's just petrified!" He said softly, with a strange and solemn look on his face. "A very profound black magic.

More than this, I want to know, Gilderoy, what the writing on the wall means, that's your handwriting!

And you four, why are you there? It seems like you were the first to arrive. "

"Three, Principal Dumbledore, I arrived later, but I just ran to the front."

Zhang Xiao hugged his arms, shrugged and explained.

Dumbledore nodded and looked at Lockhart with his blue eyes. McGonagall and Snape also stared at him, especially Snape. Zhang Xiao obviously saw that his hand was slowly moving. Sliding towards the wand.

Lockhart became more and more nervous, and his portraits on the wall also hid, and he lifted up the picture frame to reveal half of his head with a curling iron, and carefully poked his head out.

He took a few steps back and said with a dry smile: "You don't think I did this, do you?"

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