Chapter 200 Another Attack (One More Chapter)

William became happy after successfully finding the name he was looking for.

‘The secret room that was opened a long time ago has now been reopened. According to Dumbledore, the last time it was opened, it resulted in the death of a student. ’

He took out the parchment and started writing on the paper.

1: What is the so-called secret room?

Two: What kind of power is hidden in the secret room?

Three; Why didn’t the Dark Lord take away this power?

4. How did the person who opened the secret room control this power this time?

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'Come one by one,' William looked at the parchment filled with columns. 'As for the first question, I don't think anyone in the school knows better than Ghost. Professor Binns will definitely not mind answering this question. ’

Although the investigation may cause people who already know the information to be cursed, William does not think Professor Binns will worry about this problem - can the Dark Lord still curse the ghost to death?

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"Secret room?"

Professor Binns, who was wandering through the information, raised his head and glanced at William, "Why do you want to ask about such a fairy tale-like legend?"

"fairy tale?"

William was stunned. He had never expected to get such information from Professor Binns.

"Yes, or rumors," Professor Binns stopped what he was doing and looked at William - I don't know why, but William felt like he was watching anime in college and was seen by his relatives.

But in the end, Professor Binns didn't say anything rude.

"But maybe there is some truth to it. After all, we really found the diadem left by Ravenclaw..." Professor Binns muttered, "The legend of the Chamber of Secrets is similar to that of the diadem, but the person left behind is not Ravenclaw, but Another founder of the school, Slytherin.”

"Of course, from my point of view, the Chamber of Secrets is a bit too illusory," Professor Binns shook his head, "Legend has it that it is Slytherin's curse. When his real descendant comes to Hogwarts, that A successor will open the secret room, release the terrifying things in the secret room, and let it purify the school and eliminate those who are not worthy of learning magic."

"That's probably it," Professor Binns spread his hands after finishing speaking, "so this legend has always been treated as a horror story. It is not as widely spread as the story of the crown. Even if it is to find the secret room, it will be of no use..."

He talked nonchalantly, and then pointed to his pile of information, "So, Professor William, there has been a lot less information during this period. Please don't focus on unimportant secret rooms. Our school history needs more information!”

'Don't you realize you can't be locked up over the Christmas holidays? ’

William complained secretly, but this matter is not a big deal. If Dumbledore is right, there will be many overly curious children on his side to copy the information...

"No problem, we just finished our vacation, I believe we will have enough information soon."

William gestured towards Professor Binns.

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‘The secret room left over from the founding of the school——’ William rolled his eyes, why does Hogwarts have everything?

Although Professor Binns said that it was just a legend, William could already confirm that it was true - if it were something left by Slytherin, it would be completely normal to release such terrifying black magic.

‘Now there’s a new question. Is there really a monster in the secret room? Or are there any props inside? What exactly was left in the Chamber of Secrets by Slytherin? ’

But the sound of running in the distance woke William up from his thoughts.

"Someone was attacked, someone was attacked!"

The shouting and running sounds reached William's ears together. He almost instantly pulled out his wand and rushed to the corner. The wall on the other side of the corner quickly turned into a mirror, illuminating the person coming.

'It's a student,' William made a judgment, hid the wand, and stopped the student from a distance.

"What happened? It's still early before class, why are you running so fast in the corridor?"

"Professor, professor! Someone was attacked again!"

What a joke!

There was an attack just yesterday during the day, and is it happening again today?

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"So there is no need to worry at all. I, Professor Lockhart, will handle this attack properly. I have already discussed with Professor Snape how to brew the potion to lift the curse. Believe me, although it is very difficult, but It’s a piece of cake for me.”

In Lockhart's office, worried students were receiving comfort from Professor Lockhart - yesterday's attack spread everywhere after fermenting all night, causing students to come to Professor Lockhart's office today to solve their problems. Far more than the previous number.

After happily seeing off the last batch of students, Lockhart happily opened the book Dumbledore had abandoned.

"Haha, look, with so many students present, who would suspect the enthusiastic Professor Lockhart?"

However, there was no response from the book this time, which made Lockhart's desire to show off extremely swell. "Professor Lockhart is a genius. He just spreads terror to exhaust the basilisk. Why should he do it slowly?" Where is this coming?"

"Didn't the great Professor Lockhart think that the death of students would lead to the closure of the school?"

Such writing suddenly appeared on the diary, which made Lockhart couldn't help but laugh - he had not opened this diary since he learned that there was a secret treasure left by Slytherin over there. Today's plan finally succeeded,

Today, he understands more and more how to use this diary.

Those messages were worth listening to, but those suggestions were nothing compared to the plan he came up with.

He picked up the quill happily and said, "How could it be possible? It is impossible for a dead person to appear. Could it be that the great Lockhart would not have thought of this?"

Lockhart laughed happily as he wrote, and the diary became silent again.

"What are you doing, stupid Lockhart!"

"Of course it is a plan to make Professor Lockhart even greater." Lockhart was not angry at all. "If you attack more than ten students at one time, even a basilisk will be exhausted."

"If those damn glasses come off you're screwed!"

Lockhart laughed as he discovered his plan.

Looking directly into the eyes of the basilisk will cause death, but looking through something will weaken the curse without causing death - this is what the diary told him.

But if the basilisk's eye is permanently solidified, then even if Professor Lockhart is not nearby to create a coincidence, the student who was attacked will not die.

Let the basilisk hiding in the secret passage come out to attack the students at a fixed time. As long as there are no portraits around to report to Dumbledore, no one will quickly discover that the basilisk is responsible for the attack when all the witnesses are petrified.

His office is closest to the crime scene, so even if there is anything left behind, he can deal with it immediately...

Perfect plan.

A word appeared secretly in the closed diary, and then disappeared quietly.

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If it weren't for the strong aura of black magic in the corridor in front of him, William would have suspected that this was some kind of scary place like a wax museum.

More than a dozen students leaned against the wall or fell to the ground in various postures, with panic on their faces without exception.

‘What a joke! ’

William's good mood about discovering the breakthrough was wiped out - he seriously underestimated the power hidden in that secret room.

It's so easy, such a powerful spell, such a scary spell, the other party can just pick it up at his fingertips - 'I absolutely can't do it. This method of casting spells as easily as eating and drinking water can't be done by the Dark Lord himself. Did you show up in person? ’

"Professor William!"

Lockhart ran over with a panicked look on his face, "Oh my god, what happened!"

"As you can see, Professor Lockhart, there is a large-scale attack." William took a deep breath and exhaled. "The murderer started to provoke. It seems that he means to bring down Hufflepuff House."

William could easily tell the houses to which the victims belonged from the decorations on their robes - all undoubtedly Hufflepuff.

Just like what Professor Binns introduced to him, the secret room was opened for the purpose of cleaning. The so-called successor may be more radical than the Dark Lord. Even the Dark Lord has never clamored to kill one. Academy.

"Inform the Headmaster, Professor Lockhart, I'm afraid this matter is not something we can handle."

"You go ahead and inform, Professor William," Lockhart gritted his teeth, "Just fifteen minutes ago I was solving problems for students! I want to see them, I want to see those children who are willing to tell me..."

"Oh," William sighed, "Okay, don't move them, Professor... this is very important."

William, who had been told by hundreds of ghosts, could understand this feeling, and he really wanted to see Dumbledore urgently now.

The current development of the situation has completely exceeded the scope of his control. Even with the cards pressing against him, William is a little unconfident - can he really steal the secrets left by Slytherin?

Fortunately, William had not lost his basic judgment. After a little panic, he immediately remembered the convenient portrait. He asked them to notify the principal and vice principal, and also asked them to inform the oil painting on the road to call the prefects. Gather people together and return to the break room to prevent any problems.

After all this was done, he immediately returned to the scene of the crime - although he had great confidence in Professor Lockhart, he did not feel that Lockhart could face those attacks alone.

"Professor Lockhart, are you okay?"

William said hello from a long distance away - he was afraid that Lockhart was being attacked by surprise, so he ran over and was killed by the attacker again.

"Not good, Professor William."

Lockhart's sad voice came from afar, making William feel a little more at ease.

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"sky!"

Professors rushed over one after another - but no matter which professor they were, they couldn't help but make such a sound when they saw such a scene.

The attacker seemed to have frozen the entire corridor, fixing everyone there. The panic and fear were clearly visible on everyone's face.

Of course, William saw Professor McGonagall's angry face.

"Is it still the same curse?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." William nodded, "But the spell caster is much more powerful than I thought. I thought it was the limit last time, but I didn't expect it at all. It seemed to be him. The beginning of mastery of power.”

William no longer believed that it was a monster - he was not proficient in mastering it last time, but this time his strength suddenly increased. No matter how you look at it, this is a powerful magic weapon, and it is the kind limited to Hogwarts.

'Slytherin stayed because he was powerful, but the power accumulated inside may have been provided by Hogwarts Castle, so it cannot be taken out...'

Could such a weapon be contained in the secret room?

How can any monster live for a thousand years and still be used?

Not even a dragon...

William took a deep breath, and the weapon was ready to fight - it was the person who controlled the weapon itself.

As for the card in his hand, there is almost no way to sneak attack on people. As long as the guy who claims to be the descendant of Slytherin and doesn't know how to get involved with the Dark Lord appears, and there is no time to kill him, then You can kill the opponent.

'I won't hold back this time, I will go straight to black magic...'

"Send them to the hospital..." There was no emotion in Professor McGonagall's voice, but the coldness was no less frightening than the corridor in front of him that brought William.

Only then did he realize that he was so preoccupied with speculation that he didn't even listen to what the professors were saying.

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"Professor, professor!"

William was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was in class.

Yesterday's attack has passed, and after investigation - nothing was found.

But the school's security has been upgraded.

The students who were in class stayed peacefully in the lounge, and the professors in charge of the class picked them up and took them to the nearest classroom.

After class, these students were also taken back to the lounge by their professors. Most of the classrooms and corridors in the castle were blocked. Professors who were not in class formed a team to explore those blocked areas, and then waited until they had classes to pick up the students. .

As a self-defense professor in the school, William naturally can no longer continue the relaxed classes he had before. Not only is he responsible for picking up and dropping off his students, but he also has to accompany some professors when they have to take students to classes in the greenhouse. Protect students' safety.

This once again compressed his investigation time - although he tried to communicate his guesses with Dumbledore, he really didn't know what to say and what would be useful.

After all, those speculations are just the beginning.

Fortunately, with such security, the attack did not happen again, which allowed William to reluctantly face the fact that the investigation was deadlocked.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted. I slept too late yesterday," William admitted his mistake openly, "So you have to work hard on the papers. I stayed up late to get this done."

There was some commotion among the students taking notes below, but it quickly calmed down under William's eyes.

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The students who reminded William wanted to seal their mouths with magic.

That's fine. What do you want to remind the professor of?

It's bad enough that there are attackers on campus, but the professor actually gives out papers overnight?

ps: There is an error in the segmentation. There is still one chapter with a thousand words left. I am still writing... I suggest you not wait.