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Lin Bei couldn't help but touch his chin.

'This little girl is quite polite; she even bowed to me as she left.'

'Wait, that's not right. She's being indirect.'

'Could it be...'

After thinking about it, Lin Bei decided to let things take their course.

After all, Harry is the main character!

If the main character dies, what's the point of writing this?

At most, it's a case of good things coming to those who wait, a near-death experience, and turning danger into safety; the main point is that they just won't die.

So Lin Bei didn't bother to check on the snake monster or whether anyone else had sneaked in.

The real reason is that if you want to see the basilisk, the entrance is in the women's restroom, and you have to go through a drainpipe slide to enter the Hogwarts sewers.

Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

It can only be left to our fearless and courageous savior of Gryffindor to solve.

Lin Bei was eating his lunch slowly and deliberately.

That said, being a professor at Hogwarts is no easy task.

The professors for those elective courses are alright.

There are seven grades in total. Although the number of students is not large, each grade has four colleges, which is enough to make two classes.

This means that the morning and afternoon sessions each take up two hours.

For those young wizards, they only have one Defense Against the Dark Arts class per week.

But for Lin Bei, this is equivalent to having to attend classes seven days a week, and two long classes every day.

Lin Bei finally understood how difficult it was for his teachers during his student days. They earned their money through hard work and worry, and had to serve those little devils.

Although Lin Bei ignored them all, he simply left get out of class on time.

That's like trading your own life for students' grades.

However, Lin Bei also created a knock-off version of the shadow clone, or more accurately, an energy clone.

It lacks the memory recall function, and the release distance needs to be increased. If the distance is too far, the signal connection is prone to instability or the network is directly disconnected.

The energy clone can only fool students in the third grade and below.

Older students won't be able to do it.

Dumbledore even talked to Lin Bei about this several times.

Fourth-grade students are around fifteen or sixteen years old, practically adults, and they begin to think like adults.

I'm starting to think about future choices.

If they can successfully complete their studies at Hogwarts and pass the wizarding level exams, they will be able to obtain a decent job.

Even if you just want to coast along in the Ministry of Magic, the chances are not low.

However, Lin Bei's first conversion was of those powerful black magic spells.

We can't exactly teach them the Unforgivable Curse, can we?

The wizarding level exams will then become direct interviews for advanced studies in Azkaban.

As for more conventional magic, such as the grand-scale magic used by Dumbledore, like lava fire and the Vulcan's path.

Both of these are advanced fire magic techniques. These little brats at Hogwarts don't have the ability to do that. They would need to study for at least another seven or eight years before they could possibly succeed.

"So annoying~" Lin Bei grumbled in dissatisfaction. He had to teach that group of seventh-grade students in the afternoon. What a headache! Lin Bei's mind flashed through many dark magic spells that weren't too harmful. He also had to find the antidote after being hit by them and refer to the test questions for the wizard level in previous years.

the other side.

Hermione hurriedly left and returned to the Gryffindor common room.

After modifying Lin Bei's original words, he told them to Harry and Ron, who hadn't even eaten.

Ron looked at Harry with a surprised expression.

"Bravo!"

Harry looked at Ron with a gloomy face and said speechlessly, "The powerful one is not me, but my ancestor."

“Oh~” Ron immediately changed his tune, “Harry, your ancestors were amazing!”

"Hehe..." Harry didn't know what to say.

As for why Harry knows these things, it's because Harry has a cousin.

Harry, who was treated as a free house cleaner all day long, naturally gained some knowledge from his cousin.

Hermione glanced at Ron, who knew nothing and kept praising Harry's abilities.

He interrupted, saying, "Right now, what we need to confirm is Harry..."

Harry gave Hermione a grateful look.

"The ancestors..."

Harry withdrew his grateful gaze.

"Ahem!" Harry coughed to remind him.

Hermione smiled slightly and said, "Alright, what we need to determine now is what animal languages ​​Harry can understand."

Upon seeing this, Ron immediately pulled out his own rat, Spotted, which had been passed down through three generations.

"Harry, give it a try."

Try to see if you can understand what Banban is saying.

Ask him why he's been lacking appetite lately, and why he hasn't been as active. Also, he won't take the expensive rat supplement I bought him.

Seeing Ron's eager gaze, Harry could only bite the bullet and ask, "Ah~ then why don't you want to eat, Scabbers?"

A look of disbelief flashed in Banban's little eyes, as if she were looking at an idiot, before she turned her back and continued to lie in Ron's palm.

“Uh…” Harry felt a bit humiliated by being looked down upon by the rat.

“Alright!” Hermione interrupted. “Now we can be sure that Harry’s ancestors didn’t have anything to do with rats.”

Harry rolled his eyes: This isn't going to get over, is it?!

“According to Professor Lin, this usually happens alongside the awakening of a wizard’s magic.” Hermione finished speaking and looked at Harry, asking, “Harry, did you have any strange experiences before you enrolled?”

For example, it can understand the language of certain animals.

Hermione's reminder helped.

Harry immediately recalled how, before he received his Hogwarts acceptance letter, his uncle had taken him to the zoo out of kindness.

I can understand what the snake in the display case is saying, and I can even chat with it.

Harry told him about it.

"snake?"

"you sure?"

Hermione and Ron confirmed with wide eyes.

Harry felt something was off, but nodded anyway and said, "That's the only strange thing."

I was very impressed!

Harry couldn't help but recall the wonderful day, the scene of his cousin's family almost wetting themselves in fear. Just thinking about it made Harry smile happily.

Ron and Hermione fell silent immediately, exchanging strange glances at Harry's smile.

"You mean, you can talk to snakes?" Ron swallowed hard.

"And which python told you it has never been to Brazil?" Ron's voice sounded very guilty.

Harry said dismissively, "What's the big deal? I bet lots of people can do it! Like the one Professor Lin mentioned..."

talent."

Ron looked at Harry in silence.

Harry started to get a little uneasy watching it.

Hermione explained in a low voice, "Harry."

Talking to snakes is Salazar Slytherin's signature move.

This ability is called Parsleyan, which is why the symbol of Slytherin House is a snake.

“But I’m not,” Harry said, looking somewhat bewildered.

But then he suddenly remembered that during his first year of house sorting, the head of sorting had strongly recommended that he choose Slytherin. Thinking of this, Harry tightly shut his mouth, looking somewhat nervous and uneasy.

“It’s alright, my buddy~” Ron patted his shoulder casually. “Pure-blood wizards often intermarry. If we’re really talking about it, our family could be considered distant relatives of Slytherin.”

Seeing that Harry showed no signs of relaxing, Ron added in a low voice.

“Really, if we’re going to go into detail, most pure-blood wizard families can be traced back to our lineage.”

Hermione pondered, "For example, you could also get involved with Malfoy?"

Ron looked like he'd swallowed a fly, but seeing the expression on Harry's face, he reluctantly admitted, "Yes."

He shrugged casually and said, "There are only so many pure-blood wizards, so it's normal for them to intermarry."

In my opinion, true purebloods are long gone; they wouldn't have survived to this day.

Hermione nodded. "I've read 'The History of Purebloods.' Ron is right."

Harry calmed down after his two friends comforted him.

“But Harry, it’s best not to tell anyone about this,” Hermione advised.

Harry nodded, but he would never say it; he had no desire to be related to Slytherin.

Hermione steered the conversation back on track, saying, "Since you speak Parsley, the sound you heard that day was very likely a snake, perhaps moving along a crack in the wall."

In Hermione's mind, a snake is at most as thick as a wrist.