Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle

"none of your business!"

Ron blurted out.

"You...you..." Draco was stunned for a moment by the scolding, but remembering the curse he had just cast, he didn't say the curse words on the tip of his tongue. He just gritted his teeth and said, "You are a disgrace to your pure-blood identity!"

Ron sneered, "Yes, you are the one who disgraced the purebloods by releasing a despicable curse in front of the entire school."

Draco clenched his fists upon hearing this, not wanting to get entangled with this vulgar pureblood disgrace. He turned to look at Harry and said, "You win today's match, but don't be too proud. It was just my mistake in choosing the wrong spell. Next week's Dueling Club event will still be between the two of us. Do you dare agree?"

"No."

"why?"

Harry shrugged. "Next week is Christmas break, so the Dueling Club activities won't be going on."

"..."

Draco was speechless for a moment and felt extremely frustrated.

Ron immediately added: "We are planning to stay at school. If you stay, we can also duel. Do you want to stay? Oh, Draco wants to go home to see his mother, and you want to eat the apple pie that his mother made..."

Draco's neck turned red with anger, and he roared back: "Only you Weasleys need the master to go to the kitchen himself. We have house elves at home!"

"House-elves..."

An ugly face flashed through Harry's mind, and he quickly asked, "What's the name of your elf?"

Draco raised his chin and looked at him, saying triumphantly, "Dobby, what's the matter? You want to buy one too? Don't dream on. House-elves are only found in pure-blood families with a well-established inheritance. If you want one..."

"!!!"

Harry's eyes suddenly widened.

He could no longer hear the rubbish that was being said. He grabbed Ron and Hermione's arms and shook them twice: "Dobby! Did you hear that? Dobby!"

Draco was stunned by his reaction.

Isn't it just a house elf?

Why are you so excited?

Harry was seen saying something incomprehensible to the two of them, while the Shame of Pureblood and Miss Know-It-All exchanged glances, and it was unknown what agreement they had reached. Then they hurriedly ran upstairs, and their figures quickly disappeared around the corner.

"You didn't even respond to the duel invitation. How rude!"

……

It usually takes me more than ten minutes to climb the stairs, but today it only took me five minutes.

The three of them returned to the common room. It was still early before lights-out and there were not many people in the room. They huddled in the corner where they usually copied homework and started a discussion in voices that only the three of them could hear.

After being discharged from the hospital that night, Harry shared Dobby's story with the two of them. They discussed the information Dobby provided in detail, but they still couldn't determine which professor had made a deal with the dark wizard outside the school. Until tonight, they learned that Dobby was the house elf of the Malfoy family.

Harry huddled in the corner against the wall, the scene he saw in Knockturn Alley flashing through his mind. Now he had connected all the clues!

"I know, I know it all!"

Harry felt smarter than ever. "Dobby is the Malfoy house elf, so it's Lucius Malfoy who has evil plans for the school. He made a deal with Professor Levant at Borgin and Burke's!"

Ron, sitting next to him, looked at him puzzledly and asked, "But how could Professor Lewynter harm us? If he had any ill intentions towards you, he wouldn't have brought you out in Knockturn Alley. If he wanted to murder us, he could have done it in the Spider's Lair."

He muttered softly, "Speaking of spiders, it feels like I haven't seen a spider in the castle in ages."

Harry frowned, his clever mind stuck again.

Hermione speculated uncertainly, "Do you think Professor Lewynter was forced? He didn't want to make a deal with Malfoy, but for some reason, he had to agree. However, he didn't carry out that evil plan..."

She had always felt that the professor was hiding something from them, but she had never been able to find out. Following this line of thought, all her doubts were cleared up.

"That must be it!" The little witch's eyes sparkled, and she spoke more and more fluently. "The professor couldn't directly reveal the details of the plan, so he kept hinting and guiding us to find out the truth. He's on our side!"

Ron scratched his head. "But what does Malfoy's plan have to do with Hagrid's affairs?"

"Don't you understand yet?"

Harry felt that this roommate was a little unintelligent: "The Acromantula wasn't the real murderer of Myrtle. There's a real Monster of the Chamber of Secrets hiding in the castle, and Malfoy's plan is related to this monster!"

"Hagrid is innocent, Malfoy is the murderer!" Ron suddenly realized, then showed a puzzled expression, "But they are not from the same class, Hagrid is almost seventy years old, and Malfoy is about the same age as my father. How could he be the murderer?"

"..."

Harry glanced at Ron. How could this man, so clever at wizard chess, be such a fool when it came to reasoning? He changed his statement to something more straightforward: "Malfoy is not the murderer. He intends to release the monster again, kill students, and disrupt Hogwarts."

Ron finally understood.

It's indeed the style of the Malfoy family. Instead of showing up themselves, they find ways to threaten the kind Professor Lewinter. Just like the wizard saying goes, you will never find the shadow of Malfoy at the crime scene, but the criminal wand is covered with their fingerprints!

He asked solemnly: "Then what should we do?"

"The most important thing now is to find out what the monster is and where it is hiding?" Hermione said with a frown.

Harry nodded in agreement, also frowning in thought.

"..." Ron was silent for two seconds, "Can't we just ask Professor Lewinter directly?"

"We can't ask directly. He was forced to make a deal with the dark wizard, and he might have signed some kind of magical contract. If he told us the answer directly, would he have to try to hint and guide us?"

"It's so complicated."

The three of them sat in the corner in a daze, thinking for a long time but without any results. Although they analyzed the cause of the matter, the investigation still stopped at the starting point.

"Left by Slytherin."

"What the Acromantula fears."

"The eyes are bright yellow."

The three of them muttered to each other, going over all the monsters they knew in their minds, but they couldn't be sure what they were. It was not until the lights in the castle went out and the prefect Percy urged them to do so that they got up and quietly returned to their respective dormitories.

Harry kept thinking about this matter and didn't know how he changed his clothes and washed up. When he lay down on the bed and came to his senses, his head was still filled with those clues.

As he was drowsy and losing consciousness and about to fall into a deep sleep, he heard some strange words in his half-awake state.

There seemed to be a cold voice complaining:

“The food… was delicious…”

"Put them in the pipes... one by one..."

"Roasted spider..."

The voice gradually drifted away, and the following words turned into a meaningless hiss. Amidst the low hiss, Harry had a dream. He dreamed of the duel between him and Draco, and he dreamed of the poisonous snake with a pair of bright yellow eyes.

"!!"

Harry woke with a start as morning light streamed in through the window.

Chapter 146 Solve the mystery

Weekend morning.

The cold wind howled outside the window.

Melvin half-opened the window, and the cold, fresh air rushed into the room, waking him up.

It was deep winter, which happened to be the time when snakes hibernate. The basilisk stayed in its stone nest and refused to come out. He didn't speak Parseltongue, so in order to coax the basilisk to go for a ride to Gryffindor Tower, he spent a lot of effort. He could only catch a batch of spiders, barbecue them, and put them in the pipe to lure them.

I almost ran into Myrtle who was fooling around back to the bathroom.

It was already early morning when I finished my work last night. Plus, it was the sleeping season, so even though I was conscious, my body was still a little lazy.

The wind carried fine snow powder that fell on my body, making me feel cool. The ground was covered in white, the Black Lake was frozen, the Forbidden Forest was wrapped in silver, and Hogsmeade in the distance was completely invisible.

Melvin's breath turned into a cloud of white mist and disappeared quietly. He closed the window and walked into the bathroom, washed, brushed his teeth, and changed into pajamas.

Judging from the calculation, Hermione and the others should be able to locate the basilisk quickly, and the exact location of the Chamber of Secrets will also be soon...

A good show is about to begin.

Another great play is still in rehearsal.

Since last month, the Muggle Studies classroom has become the drama club's activity room on weekends. Script discussions, line readings, and rehearsals are all done here. Even if there is nothing important to do, the students of the drama club like to hang out here and chat.

When Melvin arrived at the classroom after breakfast, the drama club had already gathered. Neville and Marietta were standing in front of the podium, while students from other clubs were sitting below, summarizing the experience of the last rehearsal and discussing areas that could be changed and optimized in the script.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen."

The drama club student turned around and looked at the professor in surprise.

Neville and Marietta were still a little reserved and gave him a shy smile: "Good morning, Professor Lewinter."

"How was rehearsal?"

"There are a few lines that need to be revised. Neville finished revising them last night and is now asking for feedback from the students."

"Rehearse the revised script for me."

"what?"

"What are you still standing there for?" Melvin urged with a smile, "I'm in a hurry. I have another good show to watch. Hurry up."

"oh oh……"

The members started to work in a hurry. The actors hurriedly put on the simple costumes they made, and other students set up the stage and put up decorations, which looked quite professional.

Melvin saw many familiar faces.

The actor who plays Knight Cadogan is Cedric of Hufflepuff, who is originally a handsome young man. Putting on a set of silver-white armor that he had brought from who knows which floor, he looks more heroic. With a lance in one hand and a wand in the other, he looks even more handsome and outstanding.

He looks much better than Sir Cadogan in the portrait.

No one knows how Marcus from Slytherin was chosen, but together with Roger from Ravenclaw, they play two pure-blood wizards who taunt the knight in the middle of the story. They have a very annoying villain temperament.

The person in charge of stage coordination was Percy from the Weasley family. Perhaps because of his experience as a prefect, he directed everything in an orderly manner. However, the actress who played the heroine was his girlfriend Penelope, which made his expression a little grumpy.

The production of props mainly relied on the handiwork of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff members, with Qiu Zhang and Luna contributing a lot. The most important wyvern in the story was Luna's idea. Curtains were hung with a few branches and then decorated with Transfiguration. At first glance, it really looks lifelike.

Compared to these outstanding older classmates, Neville and Marietta seemed less important.

But Melvin knew the specific situation. These people were selected and appointed after consultation between them. Many controversial issues were decided by the two of them. Occasionally, when there were strong arguments and difficult decisions, they would bring up their professor.

After several months of training, the two may not be as good as Percy and Cedric, but they have made obvious progress.

With the cooperation of all parties, the stage was soon almost completed.

"No matter how ferocious the dragon is, someone has to stand up to it!"