Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

It is precisely because of this personality that seeing Ms. Grey is not an easy thing.

As a ghost of the school, Ms. Grey must have been at the school for a long time and might know something about the Chamber of Secrets.

With that in mind, Vizette stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Hello, Ms. Grey."

“I remember you… Vizette.” Ms. Gray lowered her gaze slightly, looking Vizette straight in the eye. “You did a lot to help us win the Academy Cup last year.”

Chapter 156 The Dead Fifty Years Ago

“That’s the result of everyone’s hard work,” Vizette said with a smile. “I’m sorry to bother you… but I’d like to know something about the secret room. Is that alright?”

“The result of everyone’s hard work.” Mrs. Grey nodded. “About the secret room? What secret room do you mean?”

"The Chamber of Secrets of Salazar Slytherin, just last night... Mr. Filch's cat was attacked and left a message on the wall," Vizette said.

"The inscription read, 'The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Beware of those who oppose the Heir.' Everyone guessed that it was the Chamber of Secrets left behind by Salazar Slytherin."

Ms. Gray's expression changed. "This actually happened?"

Seeing Ms. Grey's unusual demeanor, Vizette naturally had some questions. "Ms. Grey, do you also believe that the secret room exists?"

Ms. Gray's expression turned cold again, and she gently shook her head. "No, I'm not sure if it exists."

“Is that so?” Vizette murmured, then asked another question, “Ms. Grey, the reason you were surprised…”

"Is it because... there have been similar attacks before? And those attackers... also claimed to be the 'successors of the secret chamber'?"

“Very interesting.” Ms. Grey’s expression became complicated. “No wonder you are qualified to enter Ravenclaw, given your ability to make such a guess.”

“Indeed… about fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened once… but the deceased was not a cat, but a Ravenclaw.”

"The deceased was a Ravenclaw?" Vizzet's eyelids twitched. "But Lady Lorris was only petrified, not dead."

"Perhaps it's just another prank." A look of disgust appeared on Mrs. Grey's face. "That's how Slytherins are; otherwise, the legend of the Chamber of Secrets wouldn't always exist."

Vizette asked again, "Would you mind knowing the name of that deceased Ravenclaw...?"

Mrs. Grey said with little interest, "Myrtle Warren... she was far inferior to you. She was always crying and wailing, and it only got worse after she died."

"Becoming even more ferocious after death?" Vizette frowned, recalling Ms. Grey's current form. "So...she's also become a ghost?"

“Yes.” Mrs. Grey nodded and floated back into the air. “If you want to find her, you can go to the girls’ restroom on the second floor. She often stays there.”

Vizette bowed again. "Thank you for telling me this."

Ms. Grey nodded, half of her body already submerged in the ceiling. "If you have any problems with magic, you can come to me... It's not that hard to talk to you."

Vizette thanked her again, "Of course! Thank you so much!"

He pondered his conversation with Ms. Grey and suddenly remembered something: Ms. Grey had just mentioned, "What do you mean by the secret room?"

Thinking of this, he quickly shouted towards the ceiling, "Ms. Grey, could it be... that Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw also left behind a secret room?"

With only a sliver of her skirt still clinging to the ceiling, Ms. Grey chuckled and said, “You can go look for it; only fools or thinkers… can find it!”

"Only fools and thinkers can find it?" Vizet took out his notebook and wrote down the words.

He didn't stop writing; he summarized his conversation with Ms. Gray, extracted the information, and wrote it down in his notebook.

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Before Wizette even entered the school hospital, she saw several freshmen peeking around, including Colin.

He couldn't help but laugh and ask, "What are you doing here?"

"It's the hero who defeated Filch!" the students exclaimed, making room for him. "Are you here to see the cat too? You can stand here!"

“I need to go in and take a look.” Vizet waved his hand and walked straight into the school hospital.

The freshmen were still talking outside the door, "No wonder he's the hero who defeated Filch! He actually dared to face Madam Pomfrey directly!"

Vizette moved forward, somewhat amused and exasperated. He suddenly became curious... what exactly Colin had said to the other students.

Not only was Madam Pomfrey inside, but Dumbledore and Filch were also there.

Dumbledore sat quietly to the side, watching Filch massage Mrs. Lorris and put a swarm of cockroaches into his mouth.

Madam Pomfrey stood to the side, watching Dumbledore devour a pile of cockroaches. She raised an eyebrow and said softly, "Albus, restrain yourself a little! This is the second pack already."

"Madam Pomfrey, Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Filch, good afternoon!" Wizette stepped forward and greeted the three of them.

"Good afternoon!" Dumbledore nodded, and while Madam Pomfrey was smiling, he pulled out a pile of cockroaches. "Bobby, Filch, could you give us some private space?"

"Good afternoon...good afternoon..." Filch nodded repeatedly, turning back every few steps as he walked out. "Of course, no problem..."

"Good afternoon, Wizette." As Mrs. Pomfrey left, she casually took the bag of cockroaches. "I'll return it to you this afternoon!"

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, smiled wryly, and said, "Alright..."

He pulled over a stool and patted it. "Are you planning to see Mrs. Lorris first? Or should I tell you everything?"

“I want to see it for myself first.” Vizet stepped forward, drew his wand, and approached Lady Lorris.

He closed his eyes, trying to use his wand as an extension of his senses to find out more about Mrs. Lorris.

It would be much safer to do this with a wand instead of through physical contact.

"Very powerful dark magic... It should be a curse... But it feels so strange... It also contains malice... A very strong, vicious malice..."

Vizette opened her eyes, her brow furrowed, and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore... although he appears to be petrified, something is very wrong... this malice is not right."

“The Obscurus contains all sorts of evil thoughts…that’s why I’m very sensitive to evil thoughts. But the evil thoughts in Mrs. Lorris are clearly different from those in the Obscurus.”

He raised his wand, tracing a smooth "S" shape, and exclaimed, "Dust vanishes!"

Under the influence of the Ancient Magic: Purification Spell, an extremely deep black aura appeared, with several faint streaks of lightning, dark green in color.

When the black aura appeared, Dumbledore also frowned, "This is no longer just simple malice... but a very clear killing intent."

He raised his wand and pointed it out the window; in less than two breaths, a struggling salmon flew into the school hospital.

Vizet immediately waved her wand, hurling the black mist at the salmon.

The black mist completely enveloped the salmon, whose struggles grew weaker and weaker until they ceased entirely. Its scales emitted a deathly gray hue, clearly indicating that it had lost its life force...

Chapter 157 The Confused Suspect, the Confused Victim

Facing the stiff salmon whose scales had lost their luster, Vizette shook her head slightly. "Just that kind of killing intent is enough to kill a weak creature."

Looking at Mrs. Lorris lying on the hospital bed, he sighed, "If simply stripping away the killing intent is not enough to restore it... I have never encountered this kind of curse before."

“You’ve done very well.” Dumbledore reached out and gently stroked the softened fur. “At least Mrs. Norris is much better now…”

"The mandrake will probably not mature until the end of May next year. If Mrs. Lorris can recover to this state, Filch's waiting time will not be so agonizing."

The uses of mandrake were already mentioned in the herbal medicine class where we first encountered it.

Mandrake root is the main ingredient in powerful restorative remedies. It can be used to restore many difficult-to-resolve curses or transformation spells to their original state.

When Vizet attended Snape's private lessons, Snape mentioned the name of a powerful restorative potion—the Mandrake Revival Potion.

"Use the Mandrake resurrection potion?" Therefore, when he heard the word "Mandragora," he immediately thought of this magic potion.

“Yes, this is the optimal solution at present.” Dumbledore patted the stool again. “Come and sit down!”

"What are your thoughts on the resurfacing rumors of the Chamber of Secrets... and Salazar Slytherin?"

Vizette murmured and said slowly, "Based on reliable textual sources, my opinion is consistent with that of other Ravenclaws: Salazar Slytherin did nothing wrong."

"Salazar Slytherin's advocacy for eliminating those destabilizing factors is absolutely necessary in order to help Hogwarts develop better."

"But the rumors about the secret chamber are not so simple... because such rumors actually emerged after the signing of the International Wizarding Federation's Secrecy Law."

"The claims of Salazar Slytherin have been abused and used as a propaganda tool by those with ulterior motives to lay the foundation for 'pure-blood supremacy,' which is what we need to be wary of."

“That’s right.” Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction, then instinctively reached for his pocket only to find it empty.

He stroked his beard gently. "So... you think the secret room is just a vague rumor, rather than something that actually exists?"

“The secret room is real, without a doubt!” Vizette said. “In fact, I even met Ms. Grey on my way here.”

“She mentioned to me that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago and a Ravenclaw died as a result.”

“But this time it’s a bit strange… Mrs. Lorris was only petrified, not killed by what’s in the secret room.”

"Perhaps it's because... the so-called successor who opened the secret chamber this time... is less skilled? So we couldn't kill him?"

“You know more than I thought!” Dumbledore’s smile deepened. “The things you worry about are also the things I’m considering…”

"Being able to uncover so many things... there's no need to keep some secrets anymore... The person who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago was Voldemort, who was still studying at Hogwarts."

Hearing this, Vizet remained expressionless. "It seems that at the end of last school year... I still haven't completely resolved this hidden danger."

Seeing Vizzett's calm expression, Dumbledore nodded and continued, "Voldemort seems to have mastered some method that gives him more opportunities to fail..."

Vizette frowned slightly. "Headmaster Dumbledore, are you planning to use this opportunity to conduct another round of probing? To try and find his true weakness?"

"What about fifty years ago? He should have been easier to deal with back then... Didn't they find any weaknesses back then? After all, some people lost their lives because of it..."

“It should be easier to carry out the relevant operation…” He suddenly realized something, “but it seems it’s not an easy thing after all…”

Dumbledore sighed somewhat helplessly, "Yes! In 1942, the Wizarding World War was not yet over."

"Even if there hadn't been a real war in England at the time, the Ministry of Magic would have had to provide assistance and couldn't spare that many people..."