บท 91: Chapter 91: No One Knows Dark Magic Better Than Me
Dumbledore arrived at the scene, followed by many other Professors.
Many little wizards also noticed the movement here and rushed over here one after another.
All of a sudden, the huge corridor like it was overcrowded.
When people saw the writing on the wall and Filch hysterically, the noise suddenly died down.
"Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next, Mud..."
"To shut up!"
Malfoy whispered to the sarcastic Crabbe, he didn't want to lose one of his valets.
Alvin glanced at Malfoy in surprise, he felt that Malfoy had changed a bit recently.
Although he still likes to oppose Harry, he has become more upright.
But now is not the time to study Malfoy's changes.
Filch is complaining to Dumbledore.
"He did it! It was him!" said Filch, spitting. "He found my office letter, he knew it, I'm a Squib!"
"Wow!"
As soon as Filch finished speaking, the crowd boiled. They didn't expect that the school administrator, who has been looking for trouble with students everywhere, was a Squib.
"What's a Squib?" Hermione asked Alvin in a low voice.
"Those who were born into wizarding families but couldn't use magic," Alvin explained, before asking Harry why they were there.
"He and Ron went to Nearly-Headless Nick's death party and somehow ended up here."
After Hermione finished speaking, Alvin was a little stunned. There was indeed this passage in the original book, but it was a long time ago and it was not an important matter. He had long forgotten it.
"Okay, Filch"
Dumbledore interrupted his accusation, "This is not the place to talk, let's talk somewhere else."
"My office is upstairs, you can go there," Lockhart said happily, he would not miss this opportunity to show off.
Dumbledore nodded his thanks and took the professors and Harry to Lockhart's office upstairs.
But before he left, he handed Alvin in.
"Gaunt, come here too."
Alvin was a little surprised, but he also wanted to study some of the situations after being petrified by the Basilisk, and he did not refuse.
After turning around and mouthing to Cho, he followed him upstairs.
Entering the office, Dumbledore put Mrs. Norris on the table, lit the whole cat with candles, and observed.
The slender fingers poked here and there as if searching for something.
Lockhart was not idle either, he kept saying some strange spell names to show his erudition.
"No one knows black magic better than me."
It's a pity that no one paid attention to him at this time, which made Lockhart a little embarrassed, smiled shyly, and shut up on the sofa without speaking.
Alvin also stood aside and carefully observed Mrs. Norris, and he quickly discovered that this petrification was different from a spell, which was more like a curse.
Being hit by the Full Body-Bind Curse only means that the body cannot move, but the consciousness is still there and can perceive the external situation.
And Mrs. Norris seemed to be in a deep sleep, not only unable to move but also conscious.
If he hadn't sensed that its life breath was still there, Alvin would have suspected that the cat had been hit with a Killing Curse.
"It's not dead, Filch." Dumbledore came to the same conclusion as Alvin.
"This is a very strange petrification state, but don't worry, we can wake it up."
"Professor Sprout recently got some mandrakes that, once they are mature, will allow Mrs. Norris to recover."
Dumbledore's patient explanation calmed Filch a little, but he still demanded severe punishment for Harry, who he always believed was the culprit.
"Mr. Filch, I don't think it's possible to do this with Harry's spell level." Alvin got a little impatient with his arguing and opened his mouth to defend Harry.
Harry:…
Should he thank Alvin? Or should he be angry at Alvin for taunting his level of Charm?
Snape sneered when he heard Alvin's words, since Harry changed back to Harry, the state between Snape and Harry has returned to the past, even worse.
"Gaunt, do you have a different opinion?"
Dumbledore looked at Alvin at this time, wanting to hear his opinion.
"No, Professor, I agree with you, this is petrification similar to a curse."
Alvin shook his head and spoke slowly, but then he posed a new question.
"May I ask, why the school happens to have Mandrakes?"
As soon as this question came out, the office was quiet, and Harry and Ron were a little scared.
They didn't expect Alvin's question to be so acute.
"Gaunt, I can answer this question for you." Professor Sprout, who had been silent for a while, said.
"Although mandrake is not a particularly precious material, it is rarely planted because of its single use. This time, the Ministry of Magic ordered a batch for reserve, and I will use it as experimental material for you by the way."
"And the Mandrake that has just matured has the strongest effect and is also the best choice for refining potions."
Hearing Sprout's explanation, Alvin also understood.
When he watched a movie in his previous life, he thought it was a coincidence. Before the basilisk appeared, Dumbledore even prepared Mandrakes.
Dumbledore was not dissatisfied with Alvin's questioning, this kind of thing was normal, after all, even though he thought it was too coincidental.
Inside the Room of Requirement, Hermione, Cho, and the twin brothers were already waiting here.
As soon as Alvin and Harry got to the door, they were taken in by Fred.
"How is it, are you all right?"
The twins looked at Ron and asked with some concern.
Although they are not very reliable at ordinary times, they are still very concerned when their younger brother encounters something.
"It's fine." Ron shook his head.
Harry said at this point, "I hear the snake again."
Everyone looked at Harry, and he was a little nervous.
"I heard that voice and said, tear you, kill you..."
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