I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #193 - Chapter 193 Dumbledore noticed something strange

Ian looked at Dumbledore who was serious at this moment and couldn’t help but smacked his lips and thought to himself: “The best supporting actor in the second year has been announced.”

But what Ian didn’t know was that he really blamed Dumbledore wrongly this time.

Dumbledore’s concentration at this moment was not a deliberate act. He was really carefully observing the petrified Mrs. Lawless, and at the same time he was admiring Ian’s proficiency in alchemy and the petrification spell.

To hone an ordinary poisonous spell to such an extent is not unique, but it must be rare. And Dumbledore knew very well that this was still the level when Ian had just started school and had no soul awakening.

“What a powerful talent…” Dumbledore admired inwardly.

“I think Mrs. Rowlis is not dead yet!” Dumbledore’s words instantly relaxed the atmosphere here. What kind of prestige? This is real prestige. What you say is convinced by everyone, and no one questions it.

“Come with me, Filch.” Then he looked back at the two boys who were still standing there in a daze and sighed. “And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley.”

Lockhart also quickly recommended his office at this time, and everything was proceeding step by step under inertia.

Ian watched the group leave without saying anything more. He is an audience, so he must abide by the audience’s rules, and he has director Dumbledore watching from the front. Unless Merlin is resurrected, no one can really make any waves, not Grindelwald, and even less Voldemort…

After thinking about it from his perspective, Ian came to the conclusion that even if he went up, it still wouldn’t work. Maybe what others stirred up were waves, but he could raise a tsunami, but essentially, if he couldn’t beat him, he couldn’t beat it.

It has only been more than two months since the last time. But he couldn’t see through Dumbledore’s depth more and more. Although he knew clearly that they were still at the same level, but… the other party seemed to have bought double experience cards, as if they were changing every day.

When all the professors followed Dumbledore away, only one remained.

Professor McGonagall first cast the Loud Voice Curse on herself, and then said with a serious expression: “It is already curfew time. Everyone should return to the dormitory immediately. I don’t want to repeat it a second time.”

She knew very well that if no one took care of these little wizards, God knew what kind of trouble could be caused. As for Harry and Ron, it was enough to have Dumbledore watching over there. She had to arrange these energetic little guys first.

“It seems we have to separate. We still have to listen to Professor McGonagall. We are all good students.” Ian suddenly said to Hermione seriously.

This was just a lie to others. Hermione had already heard the ridicule, especially the tone when she said ‘good student’. This made her want to raise her foot and step on someone for a moment, but when she looked at Ian, he seemed to be interested. As expected, they had already run behind the Ravenclaw army.

Such shameless and childish behavior made her angry but also very funny.

“Hmph! If you can, hide away from me for the rest of your life and don’t come to me.” Hermione stamped her feet angrily and turned around to follow the Gryffindor team. After all, Professor McGonagall still has to listen to her words.

…

On the other side, Lockhart’s office.

After Professor McGonagall calmed the little wizard, she also came to Lockhart’s office. She was very aware of the seriousness of the ‘Chamber of Secrets’. Although she was only in the first grade 50 years ago, the death of her senior sister Myrtle was still vivid in her mind.

Therefore, after seeing the writing on the wall this time, she had secretly decided that whether it was a prank or a real thing, she would not sit idly by.

If it was a prank, she had to teach the other party an unforgettable lesson. If the secret room was really opened again… Thinking of this, she tightly held the wand inside the lining.

“What’s going on?” Professor McGonagall ignored the people who were checking the cat at this moment, but stared at Harry and Ron seriously, just like the leader of a lion pride looking at his erring cub.

Facing Professor McGonagall, Ron’s mind went blank and he had no idea what to say.

“Professor… it’s not us. This was already the case when we came…” Although Harry was a little afraid of Professor McGonagall in this state, he still trembled and explained the whole story, including where to go. Participate in the ghost’s death anniversary, just omitting the strange noises he hears in the walls.

Before Professor McGonagall could say anything, Snape said first: “Potter is not telling the truth! There is a 20-minute time difference, which is enough for you to do…”

“I’m asking the question now, keep quiet! Snape!”

Well, facing Professor McGonagall, who was in full aura, Snape decisively stopped speaking, then turned around and continued to look at the petrified cat on the table, as if he was thinking about what magic potion could be used to cure it. The whole movement seemed to be smooth and smooth. There is no sense of violation at all.

“You guys…” Looking at Harry and Ron who looked aggrieved and confused in front of them, Professor McGonagall also calmed down at this moment. Although she also believed in the two of them,… as Snape said, there is something in between. More than 20 minutes of blank period.

She was a little angry at the two of them for being so cowardly and timid. What was there that they didn’t dare to say? Even if they said they would use these 20 minutes to smash up the principal’s office, she could still protect them.

But this kind of silent silence made it impossible for her to let go of the breath she was holding in her chest, especially the raised corners of Snape’s mouth and the turning of the tips of Filius’ ears, which made it impossible for her to get off the stage.

Unlike Harry’s stubborn silence, Ron wanted to say something at first, but he didn’t know what to say.

Could it be that the two of them were planning to return to the dormitory together, but suddenly Harry seemed to be bewitched, bypassing the original path and quietly walking forward alone.

He couldn’t betray his friends. And he now understood that Harry must be hiding something from him, which made him even more unable to speak out.

Just when Professor McGonagall was about to get angry again, Dumbledore suddenly stood up and said softly: “Minerva, this has nothing to do with them.” Then he turned to look at Filch aside.

“Mrs. Lorris is not dead, she is just petrified. But this level of petrification cannot be easily lifted, so… Harry and Ron are innocent, they can’t do this.”

Dumbledore put the final word on this matter.

“But… Principal, what about my cat? No one cares about it? No one is punished?” Filch said with a painful expression.

Dumbledore looked at the desperate Filch and sighed in his heart, because he knew that no one here cared about the cat. What everyone cared about was the secret room and the line of words on the wall.

But if others don’t care, he can’t care. If possible, he didn’t want anyone to get hurt, so he said with relief: “Don’t worry, your cat will be fine. But this will have to wait. I remember that the mandrake in the greenhouse is about to mature. Can prepare a magic potion to remove petrification.”

…

After half an hour, everyone dispersed. But Dumbledore stopped Snape.

“Severus, please help me pay more attention to Harry during this period. He is not in the right state.”

Snape nodded when he heard this. He also noticed the vague traces of dark magic on Harry.

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