Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

Harry hid behind a corner and watched secretly as the three people separated and Snape walked towards his office.

"Ron, hurry up..." He muttered anxiously, looking around in the corridor.

"Huh, I was scared to death. I was almost blocked by Snape." Ron's voice came from the empty place, making Harry breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw Ron pulling off the invisibility cloak and shaking the potion bottle in his hand proudly at Harry.

"How about we go tonight?" Harry couldn't control his excitement.

"Of course, Malfoy finally separated from those two stupid guys, we have to hurry up," Ron said.

"Well, let me think about it, we have to find a way to bring Crabbe and Goyle down. By the way, we can go back and look for the sleeping potion brewed in Potions class. I hope I can still find it," Harry said.

The two people looked at each other and walked back quickly in high spirits.

"I think we will definitely be able to find out today, and Malfoy will proudly advertise that he is the heir!"

"Or Foley, he will always show his flaws..."

By this time, Brian and Brian had returned to the common room. He was looking through the notebook given to him by Snape.

There are some very useful potion recipes created by Snape, as well as improvements to many potions.

In addition, there are many small magic spells he created, such as the ear-closing spell, the Upside Down Curse, etc., as well as their counter-spells. Brian did not find the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse inside. Obviously, this kind of black magic is not something that children should be exposed to.

Draco was very interested in these little spells and looked at them with interest. Ofer was lazily warming himself by the fireplace. Since the weather was getting colder, he didn't like to move.

Brian looked through it once and put it aside temporarily, and the two began to play wizard chess.

"So, spending Christmas at school is just that." Draco said slowly, "But it's nice not having parents to control it. You can do whatever you want."

Brian smiled slightly. After Mrs. Foley heard that he would not be home for Christmas again, she sent back a letter full of resentment.

"How about it, do you want to go and cure the whole Potter family tomorrow?" Draco suggested enthusiastically, "The few little spells above would be good."

Brian shook his head to show that he wasn't interested.

At this time, a senior student walked in, followed by Crabbe and Goyle who were looking around. They frowned and leaned over, then sat next to Brian and the others.

Draco glanced up at them, then looked down at the chessboard, frowning as he thought about his next move.

Brian looked at the two big guys with great interest. Their expressions were a little unnatural, and their eyes were darting around.

"Ahem..." Gore coughed heavily.

Crabbe moved unnaturally and coughed.

"If your throat feels uncomfortable, go and drink water. Do you even want me to teach you this?" Draco raised his gray eyes and glanced at them, then continued to look down at the chess game.

Brian reached up and ate Draco's queen, making his eyebrows furrow even more. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other and leaned over to watch.

"Ahem..." Draco coughed lightly, "By the way, I have good news for you..."

He put the chess piece aside and hurried back to the dormitory. His chess pieces began to curse loudly because they were let go.

Brian blinked. He had cornered Draco's king. He shook his head and put away the chess pieces.

Ofer, who was warming himself in front of the fireplace, stared straight at Crabbe and Goyle, slightly sticking out his tongue and said: "Master, these two big guys don't smell right...well, it's the smell of my first love!"

Gore, who was drinking water, spurted it out with a pop. He looked at Brian. The thin and pale boy was carefully clearing the chessboard. His expression didn't change at all, and his long bangs covered the expression in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Brian raised his eyes and asked.

"No...nothing..." "Gore" said with some disappointment. He saw "Crabbe" winking at him suspiciously, and he shook his head slightly.

Draco ran out of the dormitory, spread out a copy of the Daily Prophet, and read in a long tone:

"Arthur Weasley, Director of the Office for the Misuse of Magical Items, was today fined fifty galleons for bewitching a Muggle car... Mr. Lucius Malfoy, a Director of Hogwarts I called today to ask Mr. Weasley to resign. This proposal was strongly endorsed by another director, Mr. Albert Foley..."

"Hey, he knows the law and breaks the law. He is obviously not suitable to make laws. His ridiculous "Muggle Protection Act" should be abandoned immediately." Draco shook the newspaper and said proudly, "My father said it, and your father also agrees. "

Brian pondered for a moment, he didn't expect Mr. Foley to be involved in this matter.

"You're really promising. Look, Mrs. Weasley threatened the reporters to leave, otherwise she would let the ghouls bite them..." Draco continued to comment on the newspaper and mocked, "Haha, ghouls, how scary... "

Brian saw "Crabbe" blushing and "Goyle" frowning.

"How about that? That pig-nosed monster Weasley's father might be fired soon." Draco said with a smile, "They should break their wands in two and join the ranks of Muggles..."

Brian nodded noncommittally and saw Crabbe's face twist in anger.

"What's wrong with you?" Draco stared at Clara.

"Stomach hurts," Crabbe said dryly. He saw Brian's eyes looking at him with interest.

"Okay, then you go to the campus hospital." Draco said slowly, and then said to Brian: "I really don't understand why the Daily Prophet hasn't reported these attacks. It must be Dumbledore Lido wants to block the news, otherwise he will end up as the principal."

"Actually, Brian, I don't think this headmaster is that competent. He likes Muggles too much." Draco said thoughtfully.

"But Dumbledore is the most suitable principal. You can't deny his achievements and greatness." Brian said softly, "Because of his presence, Hogwarts has not fallen apart after so many attacks. .He is here, which is reassurance for everyone."

Goyle raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Brian with admiration.

"Hmph, he needs to solve the matter of the Chamber of Secrets first." Draco raised his face arrogantly, "It would be best if he catches Harry Potter. People say that Potter is the heir of Slytherin. This is a joke."

Crabbe and Goyle leaned forward, holding their breath, staring at him unblinkingly.

"I wish I knew who the heir was..." Draco muttered. "I could help him."

"You don't know who it is?" Gower blurted out. One of his hands was desperately trying to push Ofer aside, who was clinging to him, but his arm was tightly wrapped around the shiny silver snake body.

"You know what I don't know, Goyle, how many times do you have to tell me." Draco raised his slender chin and said, "My father refused to tell me the last time the chamber of secrets was opened, because it would appear that It’s very suspicious, after all, that was fifty years ago.”

"But I know that a Mudblood died when the Chamber of Secrets was opened last time. I dare say that one will die this time, but it's a pity that it's not Granger..." He glanced at Brian and closed his mouth angrily. .

"Brian, do you know the situation?" Crabbe shook his body unnaturally, looking a little anxious.

"I know something about what happened fifty years ago." Brian pondered for a moment and said softly.

Draco's gray eyes stared at him closely and said, "I knew you knew some information, but you just didn't tell me!"

Brian shook his head slightly and smiled: "Dad told me something, and I have been investigating the secret room. You know, I am very curious about it."

Goyle pricked up his ears in anticipation and stopped trying to break away from Ofer's grasp.

"Fifty years ago, the secret room was opened, several attacks occurred, and one person died in the end." Brian paused and said, "The school was almost shut down at that time..."

"I thought you knew some news." Draco said with some disappointment, "I also know what you said. The heir was caught and then fired. Maybe he is still imprisoned in Azkaban now. …”

"Yes, but I found out the identity of the heir..." Brian drawled, imitating Draco.

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, their eyes widening in unison.

Brian spoke in a clear and gentle tone: "Sir Barrow once told me that fifty years ago, Slytherin's male prefect, T.M. Riddle, captured the heir, for which he also received the school's special contribution award. "

"The heir was expelled from the school, but was released due to lack of evidence and returned to Hogwarts..."

"Who is it?" Draco said hurriedly.

"Rubber Hagrid." Brian raised the corner of his lips, "The current keykeeper and gamekeeper."

"This is impossible!" Gore jumped up.

"What are you doing, Goyle?" Draco looked over suspiciously.

Crabbe tugged on Goyle's clothes. His hair was slowly turning red and his nose was growing longer.

They jumped to their feet in panic, leaping across the common room and out of the stone wall.

"What are you doing?" Draco shouted, but apparently they couldn't hear him.

"I really can't figure out why they are having a fit today." Draco said, "Did they eat something that got into their heads?"

"What I care about is that they took Ofer away." Brian said, holding his chin.