Hogwarts: Opening Sign-In Mangekyo Sharingan

Chapter 108 Lawen Klau's Secret Room?

"And how about waxing the scales?

You know that I am an alchemist, and my skills are much better than those little wizards who are not serious or not serious!"

Now the gargoyle on the right didn't say anything.

It was a dog-legged jump to the side.

He even offered to open the door for Braun.

"The principal isn't here?"

The interior of the office is still the same.

Portrait of the principal pretending to be asleep.

A phoenix standing on a branch.

The Sorting Hat placed on a stool.

Only Dumbledore in pajamas is missing.

"Fox, some nuts?"

Braun moved closer to Phoenix Fox, took out a few nuts from his pocket and handed them over.

Fox first sniffed disdainfully.

After feeling the taste is good, I ate it reluctantly.

But looking at its wagging little tail, Braun can tell that this arrogant phoenix is ​​very happy to eat.

"Feathers are so comfortable..."

Braun gently stroked the phoenix's feathers.

Maybe it's because of the nuts.

This time Fox did not avoid Braun's touch.

It's just that there is still a little arrogance in his expression.

As if it were an honor for Braun to touch it.

Played with Fox for a while.

Braun picked up the sorting hat curiously again.

This broken hat is basically playing dead except when the school starts.

No matter how Braun shook it, it didn't say a word.

"Click..."

The door opened.

Dumbledore walked in slowly, accompanied by a chattering Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Principal, those students don't listen to me at all, they..."

Before Lockhart finished speaking, he saw someone else in the principal's room and immediately shut up.

Dumbledore also looked very surprised.

"Braun? Why are you here? What's the matter?"

"Yes, principal, I want to talk to you about something..."

Glancing at Gilderoy Lockhart, Braun said slowly.

"Professor Lockhart, how about talking about your business tomorrow?

It just so happens that tomorrow is Saturday and we can have afternoon tea here.

Then talk about the troubles you encountered in your teaching assignments. "

Dumbledore asked softly.

"Um, alright principal."

Lockhart also looked a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that there were no students in the principal's room.

And it was Braun, a bad student with a dark heart.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything radical just now, otherwise I might be blackmailed by this guy a lot.

"Then the principal, I'll go first!"

After saying hello to Dumbledore, Lockhart left without looking back.

"Professor Lockhart seems a little afraid of you?"

Deng 540 Bullido said with some uncertainty.

"How come that principal.

My relationship with Professor Lockhart has always been good.

Some time ago, in order to thank us for saving his mistakes in class, he specially rewarded us with a lot of Galleons!"

"yes?"

Dumbledore was noncommittal.

He knew what kind of person Lockhart was, and he always felt that this was not something he could do.

"sit down.

Tell me, why did you come to see me?"

Braun sat on the bench.

Take a sip of black tea:

"That's the professor.

Some students felt that there was something wrong with the course taught by Lockhart.

So they wanted me to form a club where everyone would communicate with each other and learn how to resist those dark magic creatures.

I would like to ask for the opinion of the school. "

Dumbledore's eyes became serious.

Blue eyes looked into Braun's seriously.

And Braun looked at each other without flinching.

After a long time, Dumbledore looked back and lowered his eyes.

Focus on the black tea in front of you, occasionally add some milk and stir gently in the cup.

"What do you think?"

"I follow the school's arrangements in everything."

Braun replied with a smile.

It doesn't matter if Dumbledore doesn't agree.

He didn't really care that much either.

"Can!"

Dumbledore looked up:

"The classroom is on the left hand side on the fourth floor.

Scheduled for Saturday and Sunday nights. Do you think it is okay?"

"Of course, stop! Thank you very much!"

Braun was a little surprised at first, and then his smile became even brighter.

"The key, I'll ask Professor Snape to give it to you.

As he spoke, Dumbledore picked up his teacup and drank it in small sips.

Seeing this, Braun instantly understood what Dumbledore meant.

Get up from your seat.

"Professor, I'm leaving first."

Dumbledore nodded and said nothing more.

And just as Braun walked to the door, Dumbledore's voice came again:

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, how did you get into the principal's office? I don't remember giving passwords to other professors?"

"I made a deal with the gargoyles at the door, I will help them clean their bodies, and they will let me in!"

Braun had a big smile on his face.

"Good night, then, Professor!"

Braun pushed open the door, waved at Dumbledore and turned to go out.

Looking at the closed door, Dumbledore felt a little speechless.

Is the door of the principal's office opened so easily?

This is too useless!

But (cici) he also knew that it was because Braun was a student of the school.

If it was someone else, even if it was a bribe, the gargoyle would definitely not open the door.

"You shouldn't have said yes! Dumbledore!"

On the wall, one of the portraits of the headmaster with a goatee couldn't help but say.

The other portraits who had been soundly asleep also woke up.

"Why not? That kid is not like the Dark Lord."

There were other principals arguing.

The principal's office, which was originally peaceful, became noisy again.

"All right.…………"

Dumbledore spoke.

In an instant, all the portraits fell silent.

"I can't be all defensive to everyone because of what happened.

Whether he was born in Slytherin or Gryffindor, or Raven Claw or Hufflepuff. "

"Yes! This is it! Comfortable! Really comfortable!"

Braun waved his wand skillfully, and cleaned up the two gargoyles covered in dust and dirt.

Then he took out the wax block that he carried with him and coated them with paraffin wax.

After getting their unanimous satisfaction, they turned and left.

To be honest, Braun never expected Dumbledore to agree to the Component Club.

This actually exceeded his expectations.

After all, there are lessons learned from Voldemort.

It stands to reason that his own request to form a club should not be granted.

However, he didn't have the time to continue thinking about the deep meaning in the other party's heart.

Anyway, he didn't intend to rebel at school.

And for those extreme pure bloodism, in fact, he personally does not agree so much.

Everything goes wrong when it goes to extremes.

Even if he plans to break the wizard secrecy law in the future, he will certainly not be like the two generations of Dark Lords.

Just as Braun was thinking this way.

But he saw Lockhart sneaking around not far away.

He was wandering around nervously as if looking for something.

Still muttering incessantly.

After wandering around for a while, he went downstairs and returned to his office, as if nothing happened.

"Lockhart has a secret too!"

Braun's eyes flickered in the corner.

He always felt that Lockhart was not as simple as it seemed.

He himself will also forget the spell, knowing that this spell is not so simple to change people's memory.

The stronger a person's willpower, the more difficult it will be to clear the memory of the other person.

And those that Lockhart faced were powerful wizards.

Basically, the more powerful a wizard is, the tougher his willpower will be.

The opponent can tell when he is attacked by Lockhart but has no backhand strength.

Lockhart must have some unknown means.

Back to the bedroom.

Braun took out the notebook again.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't taken out the other party for a long time.

Braun had just opened the notebook.

The words can't wait to appear on it.

"What have you been doing all this time?"

"The effect of the vitality you mentioned last time was very good, and I can feel that my memory seems to have recovered a little bit.

I remembered some powerful magic.

I can help you....."

Looking at the handwriting line after line, Braun knew that Tom Riddle couldn't wait.

He sneered in his heart, but on the surface he had a casual attitude.

"I've been too busy these days to take care of you.

By the way, what is the powerful magic you speak of?

Can you tell me about it?"

Braun's words had just been written in his notebook.

Responded to convenience and promptness.

It can be seen that the other party has indeed been impatient for the past few days.

"Of course! No problem.

One spell I remember is the Iron Armor Curse, which is only learned in the third grade, it..."

"I will! This spell is very simple!

Armor protection!"

Tom Riddle watched a silver-white light beam appear in front of Braun, looking a little unbelievable.

Has the magic world become so powerful now?

Isn't that a third grade mantra?

But after thinking of Blau's genius, he calmed down again:

"I can also spell invisibility, this is the fourth grade..."

"You said this?"

With the sound Braun disappeared and then appeared again.

Tom Riddle:  …

"Then what else do you not know?"

Tom Riddle looked a little mad.

You are a student of alchemy, how do you still have the opportunity to learn so many spells?

Don't you know how much you can't chew?

Braun also knew that his behavior was indeed a bit exaggerated, not like a second-year little wizard.

But he didn't want to hand over his soul so easily, he had to get more wool from Tom Riddle anyway.

But looking at Tom Riddle's appearance, it seems that there is not much wool to squeeze.

"My Potions level is average..."

"I can give you potion science, although I only have a memory but I have a lot of potion formulas in my head...

Ink blots appear for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the lines of handwriting filled the entire page of the diary.

This is a recipe for refining a euphoria.

From the composition of the formula, the points that need attention.

There are also materials needed in the refining process.

It can be said that everything is very complete.

Looking at the diary, the colors are slightly faded

handwriting.

Braun could also feel how much effort the other party took to please him.

"This is the formula of the potion. The euphoria potion is a potion that only the fourth graders can learn, so it is still very difficult in comparison.

But I can help you. "

"Then what do I have to pay? Wizards are always equal, aren't they?"

Braun feigned hesitation and wrote this paragraph on the paper.

"Soul! Your vitality makes me feel that my memory has been restored.

I've also been searching for who I really am.

If you can help me.

I can also teach you more advanced knowledge of potions.

It even said that there are some secrets of the school. "

"Oh?"

Braun was interested now.

Hogwarts has a long history.

It originally existed as a military school to protect the survival of young wizards.

The countless secret passages, huge statues, and moving stairs all show that Hogwarts is not as simple as it seems.

"What secret?"

Braun asked.

Only this time, the other party did not answer.

It seemed as if he intended to wait until Braun paid for his life before answering.

Braun didn't care either.

Anyway, these living creatures are intended to be fed to each other.

Now it is worthwhile to be able to exchange these things for some secrets.

A mass of silver soul appeared in his hands.

It was then controlled by Braun and merged into the notebook.

And with the injection of the light group.

Tom Riddle couldn't help trembling too.

He could feel his strength growing rapidly.

Especially the originally weak soul has become a lot more full.

It's just that this feeling comes and goes quickly.

With the disappearance of that group of souls, the feeling of joy disappeared again.

However, his originally illusory body has gradually begun to solidify.

He believes that if this continues.

It won't take long for him to return to his peak moment, and he can even get rid of the shackles of the notebook when the time comes.

'In the statue of the witch in Ra Wen Klau's lounge.

There is a secret passage leading to a hidden library. '

Looking at the information on the notebook, Braun's expression became a lot more serious.

After asking for a while, he put away the notebook.

He didn't believe everything Tom Riddle said, but he didn't doubt too much either.

Now the other party urgently needs his help, and to recover his strength, he will definitely not use some small tricks to disgust himself.

That was more than worth the candle to him.

What got Braun thinking was that Tom Riddle's secrecy gave Braun a guess.

Since it is said that Slytherin has his own chamber of secrets.

So do the other four colleges have that too?

The four founders of Hogwarts were all the most powerful wizards of the time.

There's no way they didn't know about Slytherin's creation of the Chamber of Secrets.

But after knowing it, why did it acquiesce?

Or was it not just Slytherin who left the Chamber of Secrets.

Others also left the secret room?

He vaguely felt that the place Tom Riddle mentioned was very likely to be such a clue.

Of course, it's too early to think so much.

La Wen Klau's lounge is easy to get into though.

But not letting other people find out is the most important thing.

Braun needs to think about it.

"How about Braun? I heard you asked the headmaster? Did the headmaster agree?"

Sabini rushed in from the outside in a hurry.

His forehead was still slightly stained with sweat.

There was tension in his expression.

Theodore, who followed closely behind, looked at Braun with the same anticipation.

Looking forward to the results.

A smile spread across Braun's face:

"Of course... it worked!

The principal said that we can practice in the empty classroom on the right hand side of the fourth floor every Saturday and every Sunday.

That means we can start tomorrow night!"

Hearing the two people who agreed, they cheered.

He hurried to the common room to announce the good news to everyone.

It wasn't long before Braun heard cheers from the lounge.

"Now, let's think about what to teach when the time comes.

Since you plan to manage it well, you can't just fool around like this. "

Braun muttered to himself.

"Tom! Go to the used bookstore in Hogsmeade and order a batch of "Practical Defense Against the Dark Arts" for me."

Petting Tom's feathers, Braun said softly.

A piece of parchment with the order requirements written on it was tied to Tom's leg.

Tom called out.

Flapping its wings, he left the dormitory and flew outside.

Since it is going to class.

Then textbooks are definitely indispensable.

Braun also has no intention of making money from these students.

ps It’s only 5,000. I ate the hamburger meat bought by Pinxixi. I was disgusted and my head was dizzy.

Try to make up 20,000 tomorrow. I am so sorry.