I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall's brows were also locked together, and she didn't even notice that her top hat was crooked.

"Felius, is this black magic or ancient magic? Can you tell?"

The type of magic is important, ancient magic is rare, but there are still ways to break it, and black magic often means one thing - no counter-spell.

Professor Flitwick stood on his feet on the edge of the hospital bed, his wand shaking gently back and forth on the stiff Filch, but no matter how many probing spells he used, he still couldn't tell the truth. .

Sean was alone against the cold stone wall of the infirmary, frowning thinking about it all.

This doesn't make sense... The Chamber of Secrets needs Salazar Slytherin's heir to open, and Tom Riddle is at best a remnant now...

The most important thing is that Riddle was just beaten by Dumbledore and Grindelwald last school year, and even if he is already not so smart because of the Horcrux, he is not stupid enough to send his diary to him. Come to Hogwarts.

Just thinking of Tom Riddle's notebook as a low-probability... Sean muttered to himself.

So who opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets again?

Could there be another successor that no one knows besides Riddle?

At the scene of Filch and Edmund's murders, the writing on the walls is full of hostility.

The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, and those untrustworthy filthy bloodlines, those Mudbloods who are not eligible to sit at Hogwarts, will all be purged!

The handwriting alone shows how aggressive and irritable the man was, which was the main reason why Sean prevented the students from leaving the auditorium.

"Professor McGonagall, what is Edmund going to do?" Hagrid walked into the infirmary.

Hagrid held a huge fan in his hand, and he fanned the dark Edmund all the way to the infirmary.

"Thanks very much, Hagrid, please get Edmund on the bed," said Professor McGonagall.

The expressions of the professors became more serious, after all, even the ghosts without physical body have become like this.

Sean walked over and asked softly, "Professor, what do you think about the attackers?"

Professor McGonagall and his colleagues glanced at each other. Normally, these things are not something that a second-year wizard needs to get involved in, but Sean's words seem to be able to talk...

"Nothing, Mr. Wallup, what did you think?"

Sean nodded, and he said directly: "I think the attacker was a Parseltongue who manipulated the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets."

"We also saw that line of writing, but the secret room is just a legend..." Professor Flitwick said sharply, but he didn't sound very confident.

"There is a saying in the ancient East, it is better to believe what it has than to believe it does not exist, and at present, the Basilisk is the most reasonable explanation." Sean said.

"Oh hoo, Sean, that's a good idea, but the Chamber of Secrets is just a legend," Lockhart interjected, "I'm sure it's the effect of a shape-shifting torture spell that I've seen many times while traveling, really It's a pity I wasn't there, otherwise, I could have saved poor Mr. Filch."

"He's not dead, he's just petrified," Newt said, who had been silent for a while, ("Ah, I think so too!" Lockhart said), Newt ignored him and turned to look at Sean , "Sean, then how do you explain the state of Mr. Filch and Edmund, according to legend, there is indeed a terrifying monster in the secret room, but no one knows what it is, how can you be sure that it is a basilisk? And , if the basilisk really exists, then according to the records, the person who looks at it will die directly."

"I happened to see a book in the library a few days ago," Sean lied casually, "it talked about the basilisk, this terrifying creature was first hatched by the despicable Haierbo, and Haier Bo is a Parseltongue, and so is Slytherin.

"Obviously, because of the terrifying characteristics of the Basilisk, those who look directly at it will die directly, so only Parseltongue can become its master. All of this is in line with the characteristics of Slytherin."

Sean looked at Hagrid again: "Hagrid, you moved out of the hut because of the Forbidden Forest, right?"

Hagrid patted his head. "Oh, yes, yes, I moved out of there."

"Then you can find a few people to visit the Forbidden Forest tomorrow. I think the rooster raised in the school is likely to have only chicken feathers, because the crowing of a rooster is fatal to the basilisk. In fact, you can also look elsewhere now. Look, for example, in the long-abandoned broom room, the basilisk is the natural enemy of spiders, and the spiders in the castle should be busy moving."

"Sounds reasonable, but you still haven't explained why Mr. Filch didn't just die," Newt asked, but he seemed to have believed it, now just to make Sean's explanation clearer for others also believe.

Sean glanced at the stiff one and one ghost on the bed: "What if it wasn't looking directly? For example, Filch saw the basilisk's eyes through Edmund's translucent body. He didn't die, he was just petrified. Edmund looked at the basilisk, but obviously he was a ghost and couldn't die again."

"Of course, this is just a conjecture, but judging from the handwriting that the secret room was opened and the legend of the secret room, this conjecture is possible."

"How can the basilisk move in the castle? It's not a bird snake, and it can't shrink its body freely~www.wuxiamtl.com~Professor McGonagall asked unconsciously. She thought Sean's statement was a bit whimsical, but Sounds reasonable.

"The water pipe," Sean said, "the secret room is obviously built in an unknown corner of the castle. Although the basilisk has an extremely long lifespan, it still needs to eat. No one has found any signs of the basilisk for so many years, which proves it It's always been in hiding, and Hogwarts' drains lead to Black Lake, which is a great place to hunt."

The professors looked at each other, and Sean's reasoning seemed to make sense, and it made sense everywhere.

"A reasonable guess, this brings me to..." Lockhart tried to brag about his Ouagadougou experience again, but Professor McGonagall interrupted him mercilessly: "We're getting down to business, Lockhart. Mr Hart."

There was an embarrassing silence, and Lockhart took a sheepish step back.

Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses and said solemnly: "It's all just conjecture, Mr. Wallup, but I'll tell Dumbledore what you think."

Dumbledore hasn't shown up until now, and he doesn't seem to have been at school lately.