Hogwarts: Opening Sign-In Mangekyo Sharingan

Chapter 116: The Heir Of The Chamber Of Secrets!

Newton said with a smile.

There are only two books on the table.

One was about mathematics, and Braun lost interest after a glance.

The other one is about alchemy.

"I want this sir."

Braun chose the book on alchemy without hesitation.

This made Newton look a little regretful.

He still hopes that his mathematical knowledge can continue to be passed on.

"Very well then, child.

Looking forward to seeing you next time.

If you still have a new 'spirit storage bottle'.

It can be sent to Nico. "

As he spoke, he passed a carriage through the wall.

The other party got into the carriage like this.

With the neighing of the ghost horse, it disappeared here.

"Thank you sir for what happened today."

Braun said to Nick.

Nick waved his hand, and his expression was obviously much more relaxed than when Hai Erbo was still here.

"It's nothing, by the way Braun I still have something..."

"No problem at all.

But it will take a while, those spirit storage bottles are consumed.

While Braun was talking about collecting those spirit storage bottles that had lost their souls.

Side explained.

"Of course, of course! I'm patient!"

Nick agreed with a smile.

Leaving the cubicle, and Lawn reappeared in the lobby.

Hermione was sitting in the corner with her suitcase.

And Zabini helped to clean up the spirit storage bottles lost by the ghosts.

Instead, Ron and Harry disappeared.

"Braun, you are finally back."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Hastily handed over the box.

At the same time 28 leaned closer to Braun.

She was still terrified of being among so many ghosts.

"Harry and Ron?"

Nick couldn't help asking.

He looked around several times but found no sign of them.

"They left just now. It's too cold here, and they couldn't bear it."

Hermione replied aside.

At the same time, he subconsciously rubbed his hands in frustration.

"That's it."

Nick nodded.

"We're leaving too, Nick!

I wish you a happy birthday. "

Calling Zabini Braun did not continue to stay here.

It's really too cold here.

And those rotten-smelling foods.

Now that the business is over, he certainly has no reason to stay here.

Three people left the classroom.

There was excitement in Sabini's expression.

"Braun! This is so much fun! I've never had such a fun Halloween!

And those headless horsemen.

It turns out that ghosts are also afraid of magic!

Floating in mid-air as if petrified.

Zabini was chattering on the sidelines.

The noisy Braun felt helpless.

"Rip you apart.....eat.....kill....."

The familiar snake sound made Braun's expression change.

His focus lately has been on trading.

Only then did I realize that I had forgotten about the basilisk!

"What's the matter Braun?"

See Braun standing still.

Hermione couldn't help asking.

"Nothing. Go up.

Braun forced a smile.

Now even if he rushes over by himself, it is useless.

The sound of the basilisk was obviously coming down the direction of the pipe.

After feeling Lockhart's position for a while, Braun's expression became much colder.

The other party just ran down from the third floor.

I went back to my office and now I went to the auditorium on the second floor.

"Let's go up, maybe at this time the banquet is not over yet, we just can't eat any more.

Braun's words seemed to remind Zabini.

The other party didn't even wait for Braun to blink, so he hurried upstairs.

By the time Braun went up to the second floor, the banquet was over.

"Braun here! I brought you something to eat!"

Zabini waved the cake in his hand and said.

"No, you'd better eat it yourself."

Braun shook his head.

"Just so Braun! You're back too, let's go to the fourth floor and continue practicing magic.

Theodore said.

The little snakes around also agreed.

Today happens to be Saturday, anyway, they have nothing to do.

It's good to practice magic.

Not to mention that there are many interesting creatures there.

Like Boggart and those Cornwally goblins even say there are more red hats now.

Shooting spells at these creatures with a wand isn't much more fun than hanging out in the common room with Flierbar fireworks.

The other badgers and eaglets who originally wanted to go back to the dormitory also agreed.

So everyone went upstairs in a bustling manner.

"I finally really beat a Boggart yesterday!"

A little badger excitedly said to his partner.

It's just that I haven't gotten a response from my partner for a long time.

Turn around and look. But he found a scene that terrified him.

There is a large puddle of water on the ground, and a gray ghost floats in mid-air.

It's the fat Hufflepuff monk.

Above the fat monk is a black cat hanging from a torch holder.

At this moment, the opponent's body was stiff and his eyes were staring, but he was motionless.

Underneath the black cat is a handwriting as red as blood, "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened! Those who are enemies of the heir, beware!"

In front of the writing stood Harry and Ron at a loss.

They seem a little guilty as if they were discovered by someone doing something bad.

Before Harry could open his mouth to explain.

Malfoy jumped out.

"Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant!

Thank you for your blood, Weasley!

Otherwise, you'll have to turn into a stone statue too!"

There was sarcasm on Malfoy's face, and there was a flush on his pale face.

The small voice could be clearly heard in the originally quiet corridor.

Weasley flushed with anger.

And some little badgers were also terrified.

Malfoy's meaning is very clear, that is, that monster who doesn't know what it is, seems to only deal with non-pure blood wizards.

Among the four colleges, Little Badger has the most non-pure blood.

"My God! This is horrible!"

Neville looked as if he was about to cry.

"You're a pureblood, Neville!"

Dean Thomas couldn't help but remind him.

Neville froze for a moment before realizing it.

But the fear on his face still hasn't diminished.

"my cat!"

Filch ran out of nowhere.

Seeing the cat hanging on the torch holder, his expression suddenly became ugly.

There was even more panic in his tone that couldn't be concealed.

"Who the hell did this?"

Filch growled through gritted teeth.

There is even more hatred in the eyes.

"I think you should ask Harry! Mr Filch!

They've been here long ago, maybe he did all of this?"

Malfoy said with a smirk.

And Filch, as if he had received a hint, grabbed Harry's clothes fiercely.

"Tell me! Tell me what happened? Did you kill my cat?"

Harry was terrified.

He had never seen such a fierce Filch.

Even those naughty little wizards messing up the corridors.

The other party just dragged the other party to the office with a gloomy face, and then issued a penalty order.

But the opponent now looks as if he is going to eat himself.

"What's wrong?"

Dumbledore couldn't help walking over when he saw a group of people gathered around the third floor.

A group of teachers followed behind.

"Principal! My cat!"

"It must be Harry! I punished him last time, and he got upset!"

Filch looked at Harry viciously and said.

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses.

Take down the black cat hanging on the torch stand.

"It's not that bad, Argus..."

Dumbledore looked at the black cat and said.

"Come with me to the office.

And the seniors!

Take everyone back to the living room. "

Several teachers are not idle.

Helped control the fat monk who was floating in the air and walked upstairs together.

"Go to my office, professor!"

Filch hugged the stiff Mrs. Norris and said gloomily.

His eyes looked at Harry without blinking.

It seems that the other party has been identified as the murderer.

"OK then."

Dumbledore didn't refuse either.

"You come too, Ron, Harry."

Braun waved to Hermione.

Follow the prefect Marcus and walk towards the lounge.

And Hermione walked upstairs with the others.

"Braun! Did you see the fat friar? How do I get the feeling he looks like those headless horsemen in the basement?"

Sabini couldn't help but whispered.

As for the other little snakes, they surrounded Malfoy and asked him about the secret room.

"You guessed right."

127 Braun said flatly.

"But I believe the principal will handle it.

Of course, wait for the dean to come, and you can tell him. "

Braun knew that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden.

Snape will definitely come to the lounge to explain later, it is better to tell the other party directly.

Let others pay attention.

But Braun himself had already decided.

Go to the Chamber of Secrets early tomorrow.

Harry and Ron followed Dumbledore.

He looked anxious.

Not to mention that there was a malicious Snape staring at them.

Filch's office will be here soon.

The office looks a little messy.

All kinds of things are everywhere.

Especially the various instruments of torture hanging on the wall.

Many of them were still stained with dried blood.

Looks like it must be old too.

Everyone didn't bother to observe these things.

Instead, he looked at the black cat and the gray ghost lying on the table.

"It must be a torture spell!

Trust me I have experience.

It's a pity that I was in the auditorium at the time, otherwise I would have been able to deal with it!"

Lockhart was showing off again.

It's just that none of the professors talked to him.

The other party stopped after talking to himself for a while, feeling bored.

Dumbledore rolled his eyes.

He carefully observed Mrs. Norris.

From fur to staring eyes.

Nothing is missing.

I also tried to tap the wand in my hand, but it didn't work.

"Why, how about professor?"

Filch asked nervously.

It seemed that he was afraid of hearing bad news.

Dumbledore straightened up.

"Your cat is alive Argus."

Filch seemed a little happy, but soon he looked hesitant.

"But professor, why..."

"It's petrified."

Dumbledore said flatly.

"Someone cast a petrification spell on it.

And it's not an ordinary petrification spell..."

"It must be Harry Potter!"

cried Filch.

His expression was full of anger. .