The world of Harry Potter, Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and the Underground Palace.
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In the empty underground palace.
Suddenly there was a flash of light, and a figure appeared with a magic suitcase in his hand. It was Gilderoy Lockhart.
After briefly looking around, Lockhart lowered his head and considered the information just prompted by the system.
Most of the information prompted by the system is consistent with when traveling through the Marvel world.
But there is still a difference.
That's about limit time.
He now must wait for the erosion of the Marvel world to end before he can travel again.
What does this mean?
Lockhart had to think deeply.
What are the effects of world erosion, especially world erosion in the Marvel world?
Something to do with the soul?
It should be that only soul-related issues will cause the system to intentionally remind or even take action.
But it doesn't matter, now his focus is still on the Harry Potter world.
With his thoughts turning, Lockhart simply looked around, looked down at the suitcase in his hand, placed it on the ground, and waved gently.
In an instant, the suitcase opened.
At the same time, Snape, who had been waiting for a long time, walked out directly.
Looking at this strange underground palace, Snape had a flash of thought in his eyes and asked Lockhart: "Lockhart, have we returned to Hogwarts?"
"Yes." Lockhart nodded slightly, and then joked: "Snape, guess where this is?"
"If you guess correctly, there will be a reward."
Snape looked around and observed carefully, but in the end he shook his head and said he couldn't guess.
Seeing this, Lockhart smiled and said leisurely.
"Snape, aren't you the head of Slytherin house."
"You should be familiar with the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, right?"
In response, Snape said with some surprise: "You mean this is Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."
Then, as if thinking of something, he said to himself: "It's really possible. According to legend, Salaazar hates Muggle wizards, and the Chamber of Secrets is a means for Salaazar Slytherin to cleanse Muggle wizards. Lockhart, did you get your basilisk from here?"
At the end of the sentence, Snape's tone became extremely clear.
As the head of Slytherin, he naturally knew some of Slytherin's previous deeds, including cultivating basilisks.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Regarding Snape's guess, Lockhart clapped gently and praised: "You guessed it right. You are indeed the person I like. Snape, you are so smart."
"I will leave Dumbledore on you."
"Okay!" Snape nodded and said briefly.
Before Snape was in the Marvel world, he learn about Lockhart's arrangements for him.
His current task, apart from potions, was to determine Dumbledore's attitude and obtain more information from him.
He signed an unbreakable oath with Lockhart, which is the top contract in the wizarding world.
After signing a contract, even if he has the idea of violating the contract, he will be punished extremely painfully.
Therefore, he is now counted as Lockhart's subordinate.
As for the tasks that Dumbledore had given him before, he could only say a very sorry word in his heart.
Killing Voldemort and avenging Lily were his primary wishes.
But after knowing that Lily can be resurrected, all other things can be given up.
Although Snape's answer was brief, Lockhart was still very reassured.
He dared not break the unbreakable oath. Not to mention Snape.
Then, he stretched out his wand and moved it slightly in a circle, and a portal to Snape's office opened.
Snape looked at the familiar scene on the other side of the portal and fell into silence.
Now at Hogwarts, he had just tried apparating, but it had no effect.
But the other party was able to open the portal.
Doesn't this mean that Lockhart can come and go freely in Hogwarts?
Thoughts flashed, Snape nodded slightly to Lockhart, and then walked directly to his office.
Looking at Snape's leaving back, Lockhart seemed to have thought of something, and reminded him with a smile full of 'kindness' as if he were watching a show.
"Snape, be nicer to Harry. Don't forget, he is the key to Lily's resurrection."
"Also, do you want James Potter to be resurrected? I can't help much in this regard. It mainly depends on you."
After Snape entered his office and heard James' name, his fists clenched subconsciously.
Turning to look at Lockhart, as he was about to say something
Buzz!
The portal disappeared, leaving him alone in the entire office.
Why!
After thinking for a moment, Snape sighed inwardly, resurrecting Lily first, that is the most important thing.
The next morning, Lockhart's office.
Gu! Gu!
Sunny looked at the unfamiliar owl in front of him, lowering his head to eat the food in the bowl, and called softly, as if to say hello.
The owl head didn't seem to hear anything and didn't pay any attention to him. He just lowered his head and ate the food.
He even turned around and covered his bowl with his wings.
As if telling Sunny that the food is mine, don't even think about it.
Sunny understands what the owl is thinking. This makes Sunny angry. He originally wanted to make friends with the owl.
Then, Sunny flapped its wings, a blue light flashed, and disappeared in an instant.
Soon, as the blue light flashed again, Sunny appeared in front of the owl again. At the same time, a box of small cakes was placed in front of him.
Snapped!
Sunny waved his wings to control the magic and opened the lid on the cake.
Instantly, an alluring milky fragrance hit his face.
After the owl smell it, he immediately turned his head and looked at the fragrant blue cake with a few strawberries and blueberries on it, and his eyes lit up.
It couldn't help but open its mouth.
Well, Peter brought this to Sunny before. Sunny did not choose to finish it completely, but treasured it.
Gu! Gu!
Seeing the owl's expression, Sunny smiled proudly.
Then, in front of the owl, he tasted the cake bite by bite.
Still smacking his lips in front of the owl.
As if telling the other party that this cake is delicious.
Gu! Gu!
Owl saw Sunny expression, and a trace of envy flashed in his little eyes. He squawked, pushed the small bowl in front of him in front of Sunny, then looked at the cake, and then at Sunny.
It's like telling Sunny again that I give you my food and let me have a taste.
Gu! Gu!
He understood what the owl meant and cooed proudly.
Then he flapped his wings and controlled his magic power to separate a small piece of cake and land it in front of the Owl's bowl.
Gu! Gu!
At the same time, he waved his wings proudly, pointed at the cake, then pointed at himself, and shouted loudly.
It seems to be saying, this is what you can get if you follow me from now on.
The owl tilted its head, as if considering what Sunny said.
Then, after finishing the cake in front of it, it can feel the deliciousness of the cake.
So, the nodded slightly to express his agreement, and at the same time pushed his bowl in front of Sunny.
Gu! Gu!
Immediately afterwards, the owl hooted, and then looked at the remaining cake next to Sunny, as if to imply something?
Seeing the owl's obedient performance, Sunny waved its wings proudly.
Well, I got another follower!
Sunny will conquer all the owls in Hogwarts in the future. If the students want to send letters from now on, they must first offer him a delicious snack.
This is what Peter told him.
What is this called? Monopoly!
In short, Sunny doesn't understand, he feel very powerful.
he heard Peter say before that capitalists that have monopoly are very powerful, and Sunny also want to be capitalists.
After thinking for a while, he cut out a small piece of cake again and placed it in front of the owl.
When the owl saw this, he screamed his thanks and then continued to eat.
At this moment, Lockhart was sitting at the table, glanced at Sunny and owl next to him, and no longer cared.
Who did he learn this from? There were so many thoughts in his head that he didn't bother to care about them and blocked them directly.
Then, he continued to look at the letter brought by the owl just now.
Letter from Europe's leading journal Magic Words.
Well, my paper is ready to be published, so the journal sent me a letter to inform me.
At the same time, the letter offer Lockhart to buy his publish paper in the magazine with a discounted price
This left Lockhart a little speechless.
After thinking about it, he finally decided to buy some.
Then give it to other professors in the school, friends, and fans.
Of course, the most important thing is to pave the way for subsequent large-scale publicity.
With his thoughts turning, Lockhart wrote a reply.
let's get 50 more copies, no, 100 copies.
As long as Gringotts didn't lack gold Galleons, he wouldn't lack it.
Second grade, Potions classroom.
Harry sat in his seat, looked at the Potions homework he had just finished today, and let out a breath.
Now that the homework is done, I believe that Snape, the big bat, will have no excuse to cause trouble for me.
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Harry immediately snuffed it out.
Snape would never let him go so easily. With his character, he had to be careful when refining the potion today.
I really don't know whether Snape lacked maternal love when he was young, or whether he couldn't stand those who performed well.
I didn't offend him. He stared at me every day, as if I had robbed him of his money.
Harry cursed secretly, and at the same time, he glanced at the silver bracelet on his wrist.
The safe passage through the Demon Lord Snape's class depends on you, my magical bracelet.
"Harry, be careful, the big bat is coming." Neville warned in a low voice, and then quickly sat upright, looking down at the textbook, for fear that Snape would notice him.
"Today's Potions class will teach you a magic potion - Vitality Tonic!"
Snape's cold voice echoed throughout the classroom.
"This kind of magic potion is not difficult to refine. As long as you pay attention to the order of the materials and the refining time, there won't be many problems."
"I ask that you, all of you, succeed at least once in this class."
Harry's heart sank when he heard Snape's familiar, cold tone.
But for some reason, he seemed to hear a hint of joy from it.
How weird!
Well, maybe I went out at night last night and slept late, so I had hallucinations.
"Everyone, why are you just listening? Start taking notes! These are the precautions for refining potions!"
"To make the vitality tonic, the ingredients required are lionfish spine powder, narcissus root, and pus from the balboa tuber."
Harry was a little distracted just now. After hearing Snape's cold reminder, he immediately came to his senses, waved the quill in his hand, and started taking notes.
"Harry Potter."
Hearing Snape's roll call, Harry stood up helplessly, with a normal look on his face.
"Tell me, what did I just say?"
After Harry heard the question, he glanced at the notebook in his hand and then said.
"Professor Snape, you just talked about the Abyssinian shriveled fig, which is an important magical ingredient used as a vitality tonic."
"Be sure to pay attention to peeling when handling"
Soon, Harry was referring to his notebook and repeating it slowly.
Snape listened and nodded slightly.
suddenly
He interjected: "What to do with narcissus root?"
Hearing Snape's new question, Harry looked down at his notebook with a sad look on his face.
It's over, it's not in the notebook, he doesn't know how to answer, and he has to be scolded by Snape again.
Why!
Harry clenched his fists subconsciously, ready to face Snape's cynicism.
but
"The processing method of narcissus root is to grind it into powder. Everyone, take notes."
Harry was stunned when he heard what Snape said.
The normal process is to ridicule yourself a few words first, and then talk about the method.
"Mr. Potter, do you need me to ask you to sit down?"
Snape looked at the stunned Harry and frowned slightly, but when he looked at the lightning scar on his forehead, his expression softened and he said calmly.
"Ah understand, Professor."
After coming to his senses, Harry quickly sat down, but his eyes were still a bit incredulous.
Snape, on the other hand, passed Harry and continued to explain the precautions for refining potions as he walked.
As time passed by, the corresponding refining method was finished, and the stage of refining the potion began again.
This made Harry nervous again, and he was ready to turn on the bracelet at any time.
As soon as Snape came over, he would immediately turn on the bracelet to eliminate his influence.
What surprised him again was...
This time, Snape just took a brief look and found that there was no problem.
He left without saying anything.
Go watch other students making potions.
This made Harry feel a bit like a dream. Did something happen to Snape today?
Why does it make him feel a little uncomfortable?
As time passed slowly, the Potions class soon came to an end.
After the class was over, walking in the corridor, Harry felt a little unreal. Today's Potions class was so peaceful, so peaceful that it was a bit unbelievable.
However, after thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with an accurate result, so he put it aside.
Because, Neville pulled him and while walking, they discussed what was for lunch?
After class, Snape walked towards his office.
As he walked, he began to think about how to resurrect Lily.
The method is also roughly understood.
But the most important thing is Harry's cooperation.
While thinking, suddenly
Snape's eyes narrowed, and he saw Dumbledore slowly walking towards him.
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"Snape, how are the students doing?"
Dumbledore walked slowly down the corridor and asked Snape beside him.
"Albus, it's okay. They know the rules very well and there are very few idiots this time." Snape said calmly.
Hearing Snape's answer, Dumbledore smiled and said nothing more.
Originally, he planned to use the students to ease Snape's inner coldness and grief.
It turned out that the effect was relatively average, and Snape's grief was deeper.
"How is Harry doing?" Dumbledore asked again.
When Harry was mentioned, Snape's eyes flashed softly, but he quickly returned to normal, indifferently, and said briefly: "Same as usual, no change."
Then, without waiting for Dumbledore to ask another question, he directly asked: "Albus, what have you learned about You-know-who?"
In response to Snape's question, Dumbledore shook his head slightly and sighed: "I haven't found much key information yet. More time is needed."
"Then what do you need me to do?" Snape asked again.
He knew very well that Dumbledore was looking for him for a reason.
However, Dumbledore did not answer Snape's question directly, but took a few steps forward. The two of them reached the end of the corridor, where there was only a large window on the side wall.
Dumbledore walked to the window, leaned against the edge, and looked into the distance.
And Snape on the side. He also walked aside and looked at the blue sky outside the window, a green forbidden forest in the distance, and some students on the lawn.
"Snape, now that he is a little older, he finds that he is not as decisive in making some decisions as he was when he was young, and he thinks too much." Dumbledore said with emotion.
"By the way, is there anything unusual about Lockhart?"
"no, nothing unusual." Snape thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "However, he has been somewhat concerned about You-know-who's traces recently, and he has inquired about it from me before."
Hearing this, Dumbledore nodded to express his understanding.
Lockhart most likely had the idea to explore because of what happened between Harry and Quirrell last year.
Given his character, it's quite normal.
"Snape, there is something I would like to hear your advice on." Dumbledore said gently: "Lockhart mentioned to me before that he wanted to apply for the order of merlin first class for his meditation. Or a second-class medal."
"What do you think?"
Hearing Dumbledore, asking him for advice on Lockhart.
Snape took a deep look at Dumbledore and said slowly: "Albus, since you came to me for advice, I believe you should have the answer in your heart."
"I won't say much, just follow your ideas."
he knows how determined Dumbledore was
A few words had no effect on what he had decided. Now that he was asking him questions, he just wanted to get affirmation from his mouth.
After hearing Snape's reply, Dumbledore was silent for a moment and nodded.
Regarding this matter, judging from his experience, Lockhart should be steady and not be too anxious.
Now that we are in the limelight, he want more attention.
If the fire is too strong, you can easily burn yourself.
Don't do things in a hurry. If you are too hasty, it is easy for the pure-blood family to find loopholes.
It is better to wait for time to ferment slowly, and when the effect of the meditation method is truly revealed, when the time comes, a first-class Order of Merlin will be at your fingertips.
At this moment, suddenly.
"Albus, how far are you willing to go to deal with You-Know-Who?"
Dumbledore heard Snape asking him a question, thought for a moment, and said softly: "I will do whatever it takes."
"I will not allow another massacare to come to the wizarding world."
"Even if it costs my life."
Night, Hogsmeade, Hog's Head Bar.
The bar is particularly lively at night, maybe because people are tired from a long day's work and want to vent their stress.
Or, there are generally fewer entertainment activities at night, so getting together with friends, chatting and drinking is an option.
The moonlight outside the bar shone on the street, but it still seemed a little dim.
The inside of the bar was extremely bright, with a large number of wizards sitting together, drinking to their heart's content.
"I'm not boasting. I think back then, when I was young, I fought off two Death Eaters by myself. If the other party hadn't run away, I might have captured them directly."
"Haha, Willy, you've mentioned this matter hundreds of times. Come on, have a drink."
"Yes, drink"
"I won't come home until I'm drunk today. I'll have three drinks first. I'll tell you what you want. You can do whatever you want."
Gudu! Gudu!
At a wine table on the left side of the bar, a middle-aged wizard drank three glasses in a row. With a slight blush on his face, he turned the glass down towards everyone to show that he had finished all the drinks.
"As expected of Drunken Willy, among all the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic, even Moody can't compare to you in terms of drinking."
"Haha, Moody, I don't like drinking with him. Every time I drink, or even every glass of wine, he has to cast a spell to check if there is any poison. At the same time, he will shout out his mantra from time to time - Constant vigilance!
It's so boring to drink with him."
"Ah, let's not talk about Moody, spoil the fun, drink, drink."
The wizard on the side raised his wine glass and said loudly.
Gudu! Gudu!
Everyone drank a few more drinks and started chatting slowly again.
"Have you tried that meditation method? How is the effect?"
"Speaking of this meditation method, I have to talk to you about Lockhart. We were students in the same class back then. Although I was in Gryffindor and he was in Ravenclaw, we still have a pretty good relationship."
Willy started to blow again: "For this meditation method, I must support my old classmate Lockhart. my friend's child was diagnosed as a squib. He was in despair. Then he turned over with the help of meditation. It's a good thing. It's indeed a good thing. Here, let's drink to my old classmate Lockhart."
The wizards on the side looked at each other and smiled, not wanting to embarrass Willy.
He directly picked up the wine glass and said, "Here, let's have a drink."
Drinking is just to have fun.
After drinking it, they fell down and forgot all their previous worries and stress.
Being happy is the most important thing.
Gudu!
"Willy, have you received any news about Lockhart from the Ministry of Magic?"
"Well, I heard that Minister Fudge wanted to commend Lockhart, but I don't know if it's true or not. It seems that the pure-blood family said something and he abandoned the idea."
"Yeah. It shouldn't be fake"
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Ian, who was sitting not far away, heard the praise for his mentor coming from his ears, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
As one of his mentor's most valued students, he is naturally proud.
But when he heard some bad words, or things about the pure-blood family, a glimmer of gloom flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
The mentor was right. Whether Squib wants to become a wizard or wants to promote a new magic system, pure-blood families are the biggest obstacle.
But Ian didn't think deeply because
"Ian, congratulations on becoming a wizard."
His former boss, Aberforth Dumbledore, came over with two glasses of Firewhiskey, sat at his desk, and said with a smile: "It seems you are lucky. You are very suitable for Lockhart's Meditation method. Come on, Ian, try my firewhiskey, it's my treat for you today."
Hearing the boss's familiar voice, Ian showed a grateful smile on his face and said quickly: "Thank you, boss, Fire Whiskey, this is your specialty, I must try it. Thank you for taking care of me these years, otherwise my life would only be darkness."
With that said, Ian reached out and took out a black gift box and pushed it in front of Aberforth.
He was very grateful to Aberforth and very lucky to have met him at the lowest stage of his life.
Otherwise, he might just be a beggar on the street, or even a corpse.
As for Aberforth, a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw the black gift box in front of him.
"Haha, kid, I don't need this kind of stuff, all I need is your gratitude, we are no stranger. As for gifts, you should not spend money on me. You must know that after you become a wizard, your expenses will not be small."
"Boss, please accept it. It's not expensive. It's just a bottle of magic recovery potion."
Seeing that his boss seemed to want to refuse, Ian said quickly.
Hear Ian's introduction. Aberforth then accepted it.
Looking at Ian across from him, Aberforth asked with concern: "Ian, you seem to be much more confident than before. How have you been this month"
Aberforth, who was perceptive, could easily detect the change in Ian's mental state.
In the past, Ian had always been a bit gloomy because of the death of his parents, but now Ian is full of energy.
Probably stemming from being a wizard, this is indeed exciting news.
Hearing the curiosity in Aberforth's words, Ian smiled and then said slowly: "Boss, my life is not bad and I have found a very suitable job. I participated in the selection at that time. Although I was not selected as a research assistant, Professor Lockhart was very friendly. I wrote to him to ask for advice on meditation. He was not stingy and told me directly, and also shared some practice tips. And I, as for my talent in meditation, should be quite good. I got started quickly, so now I am also a wizard."
Ian briefly introduced his fabricated experience, but Aberforth had no doubts and nodded and said: "It seems that Lockhart is a good person, and he deserves to be a professor at Hogwarts."
"Yes, Professor Lockhart is a good man."
Hearing Aberforth praise his mentor, a smile appeared on his face and he said in agreement.
"Come on, Ian, don't just chat, try some firewhiskey."
With that said, Aberforth raised the firewhiskey in front of him, and Ian quickly raised it and touched it lightly.
After taking a sip of fire whiskey and feeling the popping sensation of the wine in his mouth, Ian opened his mouth slightly and spit out a mouthful of heat, with a relaxed expression on his face.
Seeing this, Aberforth also had a smile on his lips, and then asked.
"Tell me, why are you here today Ian, you are not here just to give me this gift, right?"
After Ian heard this, he smiled and said complimentarily: "It seems that nothing can be hidden from the boss's eyes. I would like to ask you for some information this time. How much do you know about the Flint family, one of the pure-blood families?"
On the one hand, he came to the Hog's Head Bar today to meet Aberforth and express his gratitude.
On the other hand, it is to avenge his parents.
Having worked in the Hog's Head Bar for many years, he knew the nature of the Hog's Head Bar very well, and he also knew how well-informed his boss Aberforth was.
And through some traces and clues, he has already identified the family of the murderer who kill his parents.
That is, the Flint family.
But Ian still has no idea who the murderer is.
Regarding the Flint family, he also asked his mentor Lockhart for advice, but he did not get much valuable information.
Therefore, he can only ask his previous boss for advice.
"The Flint family." Upon hearing Ian's question, Aberforth murmured to himself, looking at Ian with a slightly complicated look.
He naturally knows what Ian has wanted most these years
But for a squib, even if the other person has just become a wizard.
For Ian, the Flint family is simply a big mountain. To fight against it or even to kill an adult wizard from a pure-blood family is simply impossible task. To put it bluntly, it is to seek death.
"Yes, boss, you must know something, can you tell me about it?" Ian said with a very sincere expression.
And Aberforth, seeing Ian's pleading expression, sighed inwardly, thought about it, and spoke slowly.
"Ian, I can tell you something about the Flint family. But you have just become a wizard, and your talent is good. Don't go astray. Wait until you become stronger."
Hearing Aberforth's obviously persuasive words, Ian nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then stared closely at him, full of expectation.
Seeing this, Aberforth was silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his words, and then said: "The Flint family, as one of the pure-blood families, even though it has declined in recent years, its strength cannot be underestimated."
"Not only are they a member of the school board of Hogwarts, they have a strong influence in the Ministry of Magic. There are even people in the family who have followed You-know-who."
"Flint's family main business is in the field of magical creatures. They have many breeding farms in their hands, and even breeds giant dragons, including Hungarian Horntails, Norwegian Ridgebacks, etc.
You have to know that if you can breed these high-risk magical animals, the powe of the wizard in your hands will never be any weaker."
"Their most famous combatant is Auror Bart Flint."
Hearing this, Ian's expression began to change, and the fists in his hands began to clenched tightly.
His parents have done some research in the field of magical animals.
It is very possible that the other party wanted to get something from his parents, which led to the death of his parents.
Aberforth, seeing the change in Ian's expression, did not comfort him. Instead, he repeatedly emphasized how powerful the Flint family was now, reminding Ian that he could not fight head-on now.
After a while, Aberforth gave an overview and then stopped.
Ian was silent for a moment and said gratefully to Aberforth: "Boss, thank you. Don't worry, I understand what you mean."
Aberforth looked at Ian and sighed inwardly, he still worried about the kid.
To be honest, he didn't like these pure-blood families.
But unless his brother Dumbledore takes action, he can't defeat these pure-blood families. These people are too difficult to deal with and their influence is very strong.
Even the relationship between pure blood families are very close, and marriages and the like are common.
If you hit one behind, you might involve a bunch of other families.
As his thoughts turned, aberforth stopped thinking about these distressing things.
He took a sip of Firewhiskey, looked at Ian, and asked softly: "Ian, what is your job now? Is there anything you need my help with?"
In response to this, Ian's eyes lit up and he said: "Boss, my current job is actually related to meditation.
Because I personally have some experience in practicing meditation. In addition, I was also a Squib before, so I know the pain of Squib.
So I am now helping other Squibs practice meditation and become wizards, from which I will collect some tuition fees.
Boss, if you know a mixed-race wizard family who is interested in meditation, or if there is a squib in the family who wants to learn meditation.
You can recommend them to me!"
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