Chapter 154: Chapter 154: They couldn't be for buying candy, could they? (Edited)
Ron swallowed the sandwich down his throat, without a drink, he ate the sandwich dry, choking Ron just enough. After rolling his eyes, he said to Harry, "We've been doing a lot of research today and, as you can see, wizards tend to have a lot of strange abilities; they usually disappear when they reach adulthood, but there are always rare exceptions. It may help if you remember if you had any special powers as a child. I'd say it's a lot more useful than browsing through a library book aimlessly."
Harry sighed, he didn't like the feeling of being from another class. But it seemed to him that Ron's words made all the sense in the world, and he frowned for a moment as an incident came to mind.
It was his cousin Dudley's birthday, before he had received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. On his birthday, Dudley had gone to the zoo with his classmates, and they had also taken Harry, not because the Dursleys wanted to take him along for the ride, but because Mrs. Figg had had to run out of time to watch the children for the Dursleys.
Uncle Vernon struggled for a while and finally made a choice between letting Harry stay home or taking him out.
At the zoo, Harry discovered that he could actually understand the words spoken by the boa constrictor, and he could also make the glass disappear! He had thought this was a matter of public and private knowledge, but Uncle Vernon found out and was punished very severely.
Originally, he had completely forgotten about this incident, because people always unconsciously forget such unhappy memories, which is also a measure of human memory protection, but when Ron mentioned this, Harry remembered it again.
"What? You can understand the language of pythons!".
To Harry's surprise, Ron dropped his sandwich in shock at the news.
"Isn't that normal? You said wizards have all sorts of little magical powers, like how a Neville could use magic to make a blanket wrap tighter soon after birth, and Tom could make a wilted flower bloom..." Harry gave a few examples to make his words more convincing.
"Parseltongue is different," Ron said very seriously.
"Parseltongue... I'm sorry, what?"
"Parseltongue, mate, accent," Ron said in one word, and looked around to make sure there were no other creatures listening to their conversation except the sparrow, "Harry, don't tell anyone you can understand snakes. You and I know each other well enough to tell each other, but thank goodness you told me ahead of time-"
"Why?" Harry thought it was ridiculous, how was he an anomaly? Was it a sin to be able to understand Parseltongue?
In the British magical world, it was indeed an original sin to know Parseltongue. Because it had become the hallmark of dark wizards. Ron didn't think any decent wizard spoke Parseltongue. This was mainly because it was a very rare ability, and usually hereditary. Almost all Parseltongue speakers were descended from Salazar Slytherin, and all of these descendants were basically fervent pureblood followers. As we all know, the gap between purebloods and dark wizards is thinner than parchment, and in this context, Parseltongue speakers are completely stigmatized.
Parseltongue in the British magical world is similar to the raised arm salute and brushed mustache in the Muggle world. The raised arm salute originated in Rome, and the brushed mustache was a popular style in Germany in 1930. As a result, due to a failed art student, this gesture became extremely popular. A synonym for right-wing forces, no German will maintain this look ever again.
Harry's claim to be able to speak Parseltongue in front of the rest of the class had the same effect as wearing a beard and raising his arms to passersby on the streets of Germany.
Ron told Harry what had happened and Harry gasped.
"This, this is impossible, I..." said Harry, unable to accept reality.
Ron patted him on the shoulder, "I'm not surprised, the ability is hereditary, the Potters are a very old pureblood family, they must be related to the Slytherins in some way or another, maybe the gift comes from one of your ancestors."
Ron's words were not purely reassuring, they were true. Purebloods only married other purebloods to maintain their pureblood line, at least those who remained in the family tree. Over the centuries, families have interbred with others in one way or another.
Even family enemies were not exempt. Ron Weasley could have been related to Draco Malfoy if he had wanted to, and if he had looked deeper, he could have been related to him in a very distant way.
Even with that in mind, Harry was still very disappointed.
"Huh? Why are you two together?" Ron's voice caught Harry's attention.
At that moment, Harry and Ron were standing at the window of the Gryffindor tower, from which they had a clear view of the entire lawn outside the school. They both watched in amazement as Lockhart and Professor Dumbledore crossed the lawn together and entered the castle, looking like something big was happening as the two walked hurriedly.
Although Professor Lockhart had won over the young wizards with his genius lessons over the past few weeks, somehow Harry and Ron had always felt a slight distrust of Lockhart. It was a feeling, rooted in the heart, that was as instinctive as breathing.
Were Professor Lockhart's classes interesting? Yes. Did he like it? Yes, he does. And do you like Professor Lockhart? Not really, no.
It was a very complicated and strange feeling, and even Harry couldn't understand why.
"It's very strange, what could they possibly be doing together? going to the candy store to buy candy?"
Ron felt that when Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Lockhart got together, it definitely wasn't to buy candy, but something important happened.
"Come on, let's go see!" He and Harry ran back to their dormitory and pulled out the invisibility cloak, a Christmas present Harry had received in his first year and had never found out who had given him something so precious.
Along with Ron, he donned the cloak, concealing their bodies.
"To Professor Dumbledore's office! If there's anything important, you'll both go to the Headmaster's office first." At that moment Harry's mind raced, making a deduction.
They made their way to the outside of Dumbledore's office and huddled in a corner to wait in silence. Soon, Lockhart and Professor Dumbledore appeared in their sight. Dumbledore gave the command and the stone gargoyle slowly opened a passage for the two to pass through, while Harry and Ron followed Lockhart into the passage behind the stone statue.
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Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Fawkes attacks the intruder (Edited)
Harry and Ron walked into Dumbledore's office, it was their first time here. They knew where Headmaster Dumbledore's office was, but they had never set foot in it: what student would have nothing better to do than go to the Headmaster's office!
They followed Lockhart carefully, the sound of Professor Lockhart's footsteps muffling the noise they made.
Harry was glad Lockhart was there, because if Professor Dumbledore had been the only one in the corridor, they would have easily been caught.
The invisibility cloak only hid their bodies, not their scent or voices.
The stairs soon came to an end and Dumbledore opened the office door for Lockhart, inviting him in and glancing at Lockhart. Although it was Lockhart he was looking at, Harry felt Dumbledore's eyes pass over him, breaking out in a cold sweat. He felt a twinge of remorse: he shouldn't have followed the two professors so recklessly, and if he was found out, he would probably be punished, right?
But then he dismissed the thought: it was impossible, it was an invisibility cloak, how could a wizard see through it with his naked eyes? His curiosity prevailed over his remorse: he wondered why the two teachers were running around. He pondered in his mind: could it have something to do with the Chamber of Secrets? Harry thought: yes, only the Chamber of Secrets could have alerted Headmaster Dumbledore.
Harry's heart was pounding and he grabbed Ron's hand, who was also sweating, and was clearly nervous as well. The two tiptoed into the office.
"The human brain...surface memories...deep memories...sleep deep in our brains."
The two entered the office just in time to see Lockhart use his wand to pull strands of a silvery-white substance from his temple and deposit it in a stone basin.
The scene was so special that Ron almost touched a silver basin belching mist, the sound causing Lockhart to turn his head and look in his direction.
"A little something I made, to keep the air moist." Just as Harry's heart was rising in his throat, Dumbledore spoke up, briefly describing his little ornament.
The other three in the room were speechless: this thing looked so tall, but it turned out to be an air humidifier... And the Scottish Highlands didn't need a damn humidifier! Dehumidification is the way to go, isn't it?
Tom rolled his eyes and ignored Dumbledore. Dumbledore pulled a vial containing the same silvery substance from his sleeve and poured out its contents. Next, Professor Dumbledore and Lockhart fell into the stone basin.
Ron's mouth was open wide enough to fit an apple, and he tried to take off his cloak and say something, but Harry stopped him, pointing to the headmaster's portrait on the wall, and Ron understood and shut his mouth.
If the two had appeared out of nowhere, the "witnesses" would have informed Professor Dumbledore later. They took the opportunity to peek into the headmaster's office. It wasn't long before the two, Dumbledore and Lockhart, emerged from the stone basin.
Harry and Ron had no idea what had happened in the stone basin, but from their conversation they had learned of the cursed gold coin. They watched as Dumbledore walked out of the office with Lockhart, both of them looking at each other under their cloaks.
Only after Dumbledore and Lockhart had left did they dare to try to sneak out of the office. Although they were still cloaked, Harry and Ron let their guard down: Professor Dumbledore and Lockhart had already left, so it was no big deal for them to be sneaking around, since they were unlikely to be caught in the act anyway.
Evidently, it hadn't occurred to them that there were more than two live professors in the office.
As Ron's hand was already on the doorknob of the office door, there was a flash of red light and Fawkes, the Phoenix, who had been crouched on a branch, opened his eyes and rushed towards Ron like a small cannonball. He had heard the noise and decided to teach the intruder a lesson.
"Bang! Crack!" Despite the invisibility cloak, Fawkes was able to hear the sound, and with two crisp phoenix thuds, the intruders, Harry and Ron, lost consciousness.
The cloak fell away from their bodies and Fawkes clearly saw the faces of the two, and suddenly his head spun. Unlike ordinary birds of prey, Fawkes was not the phoenix of Eastern mythology, but an immortal bird of human nature. It is as intelligent as an adult. After recognizing Harry Potter, Fawkes scratched his head in a very human way, showing a hint of helplessness.
He looked around, dragged them away from the door and into a corner where they wouldn't trip others, then, invisibility cloak in mouth, covered them again.
Once the two were settled, Fawkes disappeared into thin air.
...
Lockhart's office.
"So this is [Sister]?" Dumbledore picked up his half-moon glasses and looked carefully at the alchemy puppet in front of him for a moment, "Very clever idea! The enclosed spell is really interesting, and the alchemy method is also very thoughtful, come, Professor Lockhart, help me..."
Dumbledore moved [Sister] to the center of the office, and then he and Tom began to work together on the figure. Dumbledore was indeed, as he said, "proficient" with alchemy.
He was a much better alchemist than Tom. Tom was enlightened by the various techniques. With Dumbledore's intention to teach him, Tom's alchemy even went straight to level two. In addition, Dumbledore was also a master of magic spells and shapeshifting, so [Sister] 2.0 was soon released.
This time, it was faster, stronger, more durable, and could be controlled more precisely through the "handle."
"Come, Professor Lockhart, bring your new teaching material!" Dumbledore looked at the setting sun and sighed in relief. This transformation was a heavy burden for him. Fortunately, there was a semi-finished product, otherwise he might not be able to successfully improve it.
He returned the [Sister] to Tom.
[Semi-automatic combat doll "Sister" (5 stars): the work of several masters, can achieve semi-automatic combat, powerful, great potential].
As the greatest wizard of our time, Dumbledore has transformed [Sister] into a five-star figure.
As Tom studied the new puppet, Dumbledore glimpsed the head of a bright red bird peering out of the office window.
Dumbledore: "..."
He opened the window, and Fawkes rested his head on Dumbledore's hand and exchanged a greeting with him.
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