Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

"The mandrake will soon be ripe, and your classmates will soon be back to you. "

In the herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout happily announced.

Compared to the ugly doll at the beginning, the mandrake has evolved and become... Ugly youth.

At this time, the mandrake is extremely quiet and dull, with their eyes closed, which is a sign that they are about to mature, as long as they open their eyes, they are fully formed.

Looking at this stinky thing, Vane always thinks of the legendary ginseng fruit.

If the ginseng fruit looks like this, he can be regarded as understanding why Tang Seng can't talk about it.

The task of this class is also very easy. All you need to do is loosen the soil for the mandrake.

But everyone was careful in their movements, for fear of causing the slightest damage to the mandrake.

Sprout spun around, nodded in satisfaction, and finally came to Vane's side, looking at the treasure of his own academy with satisfaction.

"Thanks to the fertilizer you provided, the mandrake ripening cycle was brought forward by two months. "

"What is that made of?" Sprout asked curiously.

"The formula given by Senior Newt. Vane briefly said that the most important materials were the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider and the feces of the moon idiot.

After listening, Sprout was slightly disappointed.

The feces of the moon beast are okay, but the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider

A bottle appeared in Vane's hand, "Professor, you can take it, it's not enough, I still have it." "

"No, I can't. Sprout shook his head repeatedly: "This is too valuable, you keep it for yourself." "

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'm not short of the eight-eyed spider's venom. Vane smiled mysteriously, and Sprout pushed off a few times, but still put the venom away.

But she didn't believe the above sentence.

How can anyone not lack such a precious material? unless you have a large group of eight-eyed giant spiders.

Two days flew by, and it was the weekend, and it was Quidditch match day.

Harry was just about to go to the Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw match with his friends when he felt a blow in the back.

Turning around, he saw Lockhart winking at him and walking towards the outside of the auditorium.

Harry immediately understood what he meant, and said to Ron quietly, clutching his stomach.

"Ron, you guys go over first, I'm sick to my stomach, go to the bathroom first. "

Ron didn't care either, and just agreed.

He trotted out of the auditorium, and sure enough, he saw Lockhart waiting for him there.

"Professor, what are you looking for me?"

Lockhart suppressed his excited voice: "Follow me, I've discovered the secret room." "

"Really?" Harry was overjoyed, "I'll inform Professor McGonagall!"

"Don't worry. "It's just speculation, I've deduced the location of the secret room based on some clues, and I'm not sure if it's a secret room, what if it's just an ordinary secret passage?"

"I need your help Harry, and if it turns out that it's indeed a secret room, it's not too late to go to the other professors. "

If he had said this to someone else, it would probably have no effect.

But standing in front of him was Harry Potter, the first Gryffindor reckless, and Harry agreed without any hesitation.

The two of them made their way to the second floor, and along the way, Harry was still asking how he found the secret room.

"I'm not going to hide it from you, Harry. Lockhart said as he walked.

Newt Scalmande said that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets could also be a basilisk. "

"And you're a parseltongue, so you can hear what others can't. "

"Is that so?" Harry immediately figured it out, admiring Lockhart more and more, and then looked at the bathroom in front of him and froze.

"Professor, are you in the wrong place, this is the girls' bathroom. "

"No, the entrance is here. "

Lohartra walked in with Harry, but fortunately, now that all the students were in the auditorium, no one had seen the perverted behavior of the two.

The ghost who used to live here cried and the myrtle didn't know where it went, and the bathroom was empty.

"The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is here. "

Lockhart found a faucet that didn't put water out and said in the affirmative.

"Professor, how did you find out about this?" said Harry, looking at him curiously.

"Pipes. Lockhart had already figured out the excuse: "All the attacks took place on the second floor, which is right opposite the boys' bathroom, and it is from here that the basilisk must have come out and bumped into Barrow the Bloody and the two students." "

"You're a genius. Harry admired Lockhart's brain even more.

"What do I need to do?"

"See the snake shadow on the faucet?" Lockhart whispered, "Try using a parseltongue on it." "

Harry leaned over and did see characters and a small snake on the brass faucet.

After trying several times, the human words in my mouth finally turned into a parseltongue.

"Hiss~ (Open!)"

Suddenly, the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly, and then the pool also moved, and they watched as the pool slowly disappeared, revealing a very thick pipe.

"Great, it's really here!" Harry jumped up for joy and looked at Lockhart excitedly, "Are we going down? "

"Of course, let's go check it out. Lockhart smiled mysteriously and slipped into it first.

Harry followed, as if he had been on a deep, dark, dirty slide, and he didn't know how long he had been sliding or how many turns.

But he was sure that this was already a deep, deep place beneath the school.

The two crossed the exit and fell to the wet ground.

"Fluorescent flickering!" Harry raised his wand to light the path ahead.

"It's definitely deeper than the Black Lake. "

There was a straight passage ahead, and Harry couldn't wait to walk ahead, and he could see the bones of many creatures on the ground, most of them rats, which would crumble when he stepped on them.

At the end of the tunnel is a sturdy wall carved with two intertwined snakes with shining emeralds in their eyes.

Needless to say, Lockhart shouted in a parseltongue:

"Hiss~ (Open!)"

The two serpents parted, and the stone wall split in the middle.

This time, Harry didn't dare to go inside, but carefully observed the inside, the room was incomparably large, taller than the ceiling of the Great Hall.

Stone pillars are neatly arranged, and at the end of the chamber is a statue as tall as the room.

It was an old dragon clock, with a monkey-like face and a sparse beard, almost dragging it to the floor, and Harry had never seen such an ugly old man.

Is this Slytherin?

"Professor, I'm sure this is the Chamber of Secrets. Harry whispered, for fear of waking up the monster inside, "Let's go find Professor McGonagall and tell her to inform Dumbledore." "

"I don't think so. "

"What?"

Bang!

A red light struck Harry from behind, and the wand in his hand came out of his hand, and Harry was shocked into the chamber by the force.

"Professor, you!"

Harry also felt that the scene was familiar.

Last year, he trusted Quirrell so much, and then he was slapped in the face.

"Harry, I can solve the crisis in the Chamber of Secrets alone, and I just need a martyr of sufficient weight to bring this drama to an end. "

Lockhart fired another petrification spell that struck Harry as he struggled to his feet, leaving him lying upright on the ground.

Harry saw that Lockhart had five rings on his fingers, from which the spell had been fired.

He had a thought in his mind right now.

"Vane, you've killed me. "

Harry swore that if he made it back alive this time, he wouldn't save money and would ask Wayne to buy a few more protective items.

This school is so dangerous!

"Lockhart, you're the one who opened the secret room. "

Although he was petrified, he could still speak, and all Harry had to do was to delay as long as possible until Ron realized that something was wrong, and he could still be saved.

"No, no, no, I'm not a murderer. Lockhart shook his head, the pompous smile on his face gone.

He went to the corner of the chamber, where there was a steaming cauldron, and drank half of the potion from the cauldron, and Lockhart's face turned rosy.

"I wasn't the one who opened the chamber, I was the hero who stopped the attack. "

"The Savior died tragically in the mouth of the basilisk, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor rose up to slay the basilisk and put an end to everything. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Lockhart reveled, "This is the first, truly mine-owned story." "

"I've published seven books, but all the stories are someone else's, and it's not the same in the future. "

"Are all your books made up?" Harry's eyes widened.

"No, it's not made up, it's real. Lockhart corrected, "I'm just taking out other people's memories and sharing them with others." "

"You're plagiarism!"

"If the person doesn't remember, who can prove that I plagiarized?"

"Well, you know enough, Harry. Lockhart smiled again and took out his journal:

"Let me introduce, this is the culprit who opened the secret room, a memory from fifty years ago. "

With that, he stood in front of the Slytherin statue and wrote in his journal:

"Tom, help me summon a basilisk. "

"After killing Harry Potter, you have to order the basilisk to close its eyes and let me kill it. "

[Mr. Lockhart, I see.] 】

Streams of black smoke came out of the journal and into Lockhart's body, his eyes confused for a moment, his pupils turning from blue to black.

"Tom, what are you doing, summon the basilisk. "

Seeing that Tom didn't move for a long time, Lockhart wondered, "You can only come out for two minutes at a time, don't rub it in." "[]

"Mr. Lockhart, I lied to you. "

"What?"

"After you've fed me so much supplemental food, two minutes is just wishful thinking on your part. "

Tom picked up Harry's wand and rubbed it carefully, "Thank you for your help, you're right, this drama does need martyrs, he is, and so do you." "

Then, under Harry's blank gaze, Lockhart walked over to the cauldron and added a pile of green liquid to it.

"Mandrake sap, the potion I taught you can not only be used to replenish energy, but as long as this medicinal herb is added, it becomes a resurrection potion. "

"No way, you're just a memory, how can you be resurrected!"

"Yes, I'm just a memory, but a memory with soul fragments. "

"Your soul, your life force has been devoured by me, and of course I can be resurrected. "

Draining the remaining potion from the cauldron, Lockhart's mouth let out a terrifying scream, blood sticking out of his body and staining the purple mage's robes red.

"Gross~!"

Harry looked behind him, retching frantically.

I saw that Lockhart's flesh turned out, and he could no longer be called a human, but a bloody lump of flesh.

After a strange wriggling, the diary was wrapped in it, and gradually reverted to its human form.

It was a tall, handsome boy with black hair, who vomited on his stomach and finally vomited his notebook, then kicked it aside without care, and walked over to Harry with a cleansing charm to clean the blood from his body.

This series of events had completely shut down Harry's brain, and he could only stare blankly at the boy, the scar on his forehead as if it was about to crack.

The brunette boy was indifferent to his pain, and reached out his long, cold, slender fingers that landed on the scar on Harry's forehead.

Harry was about to faint in pain, gritting his teeth and asking, "Who are you?" "

"Master Potter. Tom said subconsciously, leaving Harry stunned and forgetting the pain for a while.

This man is quite polite.

"Damn Lauren," Tom cursed in a low voice.

He got back to his feet and took a few steps back.

Harry was finally feeling better.

Tom introduced himself politely.

"Hello, Harry Potter, we're finally officially meeting. "

"My name is Tom Mavolo Riddle, and you may not know me, but I know your name very well. "

"No, I know you. Harry said in a rough manner, "Special Contribution to the School." "

"Ah (well), yes, that's me, driving away the half-blood giants who were endangering the school. Tom smiled.

"You framed Hagrid!" Harry said angrily.

"You don't have time for grievances, Mr. Savior. Tom said lightly: "Voldemort was defeated at your hands, it was his incompetence, but I can't be indifferent." "

"Use your death today to put an end to the evil fate that has been entangled for more than ten years. "

"What does this have to do with Voldemort?" asked Harry, confused.

"Voldemort. Riddle whispered, "It's my past, my present, and my past future." "

He used Harry's wand to make a few gestures in the air and write his name.

【Tom Mavolo Riddle】

Then with another wave of his wand, the letters changed position and became a whole new line.

[I am Voldemort]

"Can you understand it now?"

Tom glanced at Harry, walked briskly over to the Slytherin statue, looked up, reached out, and said strange things in a hissing voice.

Harry understood.

"Speak to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the Hogwarts Four!"

Slytherin's massive face moved, its mouth opened, and finally a black hole was formed, and something moved in it, making a scurrying sound.

Harry closed his eyes, he knew it was a basilisk inside, and if he looked at the basilisk, he would surely die.

"Don't struggle, Harry Potter, you've beaten Voldemort twice, and that's enough to go down in history. "

"Open your eyes, face death calmly, and don't make me look down on you. "

Tom let out a smug laugh, and when the sound of music came from nowhere, Tom jerked his head up.

The music grew louder and louder, ethereal and sacred, giving immense power, and a flame fell on Harry, lifting his petrification spell.

Harry finally dared to open his eyes and shouted in surprise:

"Feng Wang Yan!".