Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

Chapter 64

The school nurse, Madam Pomfrey, took care of these wounds with just a few simple minor magic spells, and then she poured a vial of potion for the three of them to cheer up, “It’s good for you all!” Harry choked and rolled his eyes.

“Madam Pomfrey, please give us a few more minutes,” Dumbledore said gently.

Madame Pomfrey turned and left.

It’s just the trio, Dumbledore and Felix at the scene, Snape had been sent away by the Headmaster to find Professor McGonagall – and later they would have to make another trip to the Chamber of Secrets to get rid of the basilisk’s body.

“I’m sure you all have a lot to say.” Dumbledore’s eyes fell on a sideways looking at the table where the Sorting Hat, a silver sword inlaid with rubies, laid.

Harry began to tell them the story as it happened. He told them that he heard a wandering spirit-like voice without a form for the first time when he was detained in Professor Lockhart’s office. Combined with the information Hermione got from Professor Hap, he confirmed that he is a parseltongue.

“But because of the bad reputation of the parseltongue, I concealed it, and besides, there were no attacks at the time,” Harry said with some shame.

“Everyone has their own secrets that they don’t want to be pried into,” Dumbledore said kindly, which made Harry feel a little better.

He also told that after the first attack, they discovered the spiders in the castle escaping and learned from Myrtle that she was the victim of the Chamber of Secrets opening fifty years ago. Harry specifically mentioned the point that the day of the attack on Myrtle, she heard a boy’s voice, which is the greatest evidence that they judge the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

Dumbledore couldn’t help but clap his hands in admiration.

“Hermione deduced it,” Harry did not take the credit, Hermione waved her hand sheepishly.

After that came the second attack, and speaking of which, Harry had a strong urge in his heart to voice their suspicions about Malfoy, Dumbledore must be able to find out something, right?

However, just as he gathered enough courage, Snape and Professor McGonagall pushed the door in, Professor McGonagall saw the three of them in a mess, could not help but hold her chest, “Oh my God, what have you all been through? Professor Snape said you guys recklessly challenged the monster in the chamber … If this is true, I’ll definitely detain you …”

“Minerva,” Dumbledore interrupted, “and Severus, you are just in time, let us hear their adventures before we make our final judgment.”

So, there were two more people listening to the story.

Harry opened his mouth and finally swallowed his suspicions about Malfoy as he began to recount the key information he had learned from Hermione that the parseltongue could manipulate snakes – as Slytherin did – and then from Hagrid about the existence of the eight-eyed giant spider Acromantula and its fearful attitude towards the monster.

“And those dead chickens!” Ron reminded him.

“That’s right, Hagrid kept a lot of dead chickens, and he thought the foxes were responsible.” Harry added, “That’s pretty much the information we’re relying on to piece together the truth about the Chamber of Secrets.”

“I’m more interested in understanding how this series of events happened tonight?” Dumbledore nodded approvingly at first, then he asked.

Harry then continued with the story of how they slipped out of the great hall to meet Professor Hap to explain the situation – Snape made a “snort” – and halfway through heard the sound of the basilisk again, so They saved Justin, and Harry sent the others to seek help from the professor, while he went to keep an eye on the monster to prevent it from attacking others.

“That was a noble act, Harry,” Dumbledore said softly.

“But what I saw was just a reckless and arrogant venture. Headmaster Dumbledore, you’ve given them too much leeway.” Snape played the role of splashing cold water with a stern face.

Felix watched with interest, Snape’s distaste for Harry Potter was really unconcealed, but then he was the first to stand up for Harry when he was in danger …

Associated with what he had investigated, the corners of his mouth could not help but hook up.

“We can’t rush to judgment, Severus.”

Ron and Hermione then told their part of the experience separately. Hermione had nothing to say, she merely circled the empty castle for a few minutes and ran into Professor Hap.

Ron’s story, on the other hand, is much more exciting; not only did he attack the professor (Lockhart), he also snatched his wand, and in a panic – Ron tries to gloss over the story to make him look in bright light – he went to the lavatory and realized that Harry wasn’t carrying his powerful golem, so he simply jumped down and did a ” delivery job for the hero”.

“By the way, Headmaster,” Ron said apprehensively, “Professor Lockhart’s wand was swallowed by the basilisk, do I have to pay for it?” His own wand is still half broken.

“That’s really is a problem, Gilderoy has had some bad luck lately … I’ll talk to him.” Dumbledore said in a light-hearted tone, “If we’re lucky, his wand is still lying intact in the basilisk’s stomach.”

After all three young wizards had told their part of the story, Professor McGonagall said feebly, “What you have done tonight goes far beyond your duties, and I might add, you have broken at least a hundred school rules along the way – but how did you defeat the basilisk? ”

Harry recounted how he and Ron met near the snake molt, they went into the chamber together, and then encountered the basilisk. Speaking of this, Harry suddenly realized that he should have stopped near the snake molt, but he had not thought of this at all at the time.

Am I really a reckless, stupid lion, as Snape said?

As the story continues, the two’s unexpected visit offends the basilisk’s psychological bottom line – it attacks Harry and Ron frantically until Fawkes pecks the snake’s eyes, and they barely have the strength to face the basilisk.

“Professor Hap’s golem helped a lot.” Harry glanced gratefully at Felix, the professor just smiled and did not say anything, his gaze kept pausing on the tattered and dirty sorting hat. As Harry continued speaking, during which he glanced oddly at Hermione, who he didn’t know when she arrived.

Finally, he recounted the process of taking out the basilisk with the ultimate leap of his own, with the three of them working with each other. At this point, finally ended the whole story.

Felix clapped his hands, “A wonderful adventure, I think, your story, enough to make a book.”

“Felix,” Snape bracketed a long voice, in his characteristic, without a trace of emotion, “perhaps, you see yourself in them …”

“No, Professor Snape,” Felix said light-heartedly, “I’m nothing like them. They’re both good Gryffindor, and you and me,” he glanced at Snape, “we’re standard Slytherin, aren’t we?”

“As the Sorting Hat can testify.”

He reached out, extremely naturally, picked up the Sorting Hat, and put it on his head.