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"Everyone has this experience during their school days, Severus." Dumbledore sighed and said, "You should try to understand."

All the professors present could see that Harry Potter and his companions were indeed lying. They were hiding their own little secrets, but these secrets were harmless.

"The key question is, who is the murderer?" Professor McGonagall frowned and asked, "And why did he target Mrs. Norris?"

"Hey, maybe he just uses this cat as a tool to show off his power?" Lockhart spoke again, in an exaggerated tone: "He wants the whole Hogwarts to see his profound magical powers!"

"Oh, really?" Snape chuckled sarcastically, "It seems this murderer is even more fond of showing off than our Professor Lockhart."

"We can't rule out this possibility, can we?" Lockhart, who was being ridiculed, didn't care at all and even winked at Snape.

Damn, what breed is this guy?

Snape felt disgusted. His sarcastic words were very effective on those who had a sense of shame, but they only backfired on a guy like Lockhart who had absolutely no shame.

"If he just wanted to show off his power, why would he leave such characters on the wall?" Flitwick pointed at the words on the wall and asked.

After Gerard's reminder, he was now extremely annoyed with this incompetent professor and wanted to oppose all his arguments from the bottom of his heart.

"This, maybe he has a quirk!" Lockhart pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, many people have strange quirks of one kind or another, and this murderer may be the same!"

"I don't think so, Professor Lockhart." McGonagall shook her head speechlessly and said, "Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets has been rumored in Hogwarts for a long time."

It wasn't just a rumor; a secret room had actually been opened fifty years ago, and a poor student had died as a result. The principal of that class, Armando, had also resigned because of this incident.

Over the past few decades, there has been a "Chamber of Secrets" fever every once in a while, and almost all the professors at Hogwarts know about it.

"Oh, of course!" Lockhart also changed the subject at this time and said, "I've also heard about the rumors about Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. It seems that the great wizard hopes to find his successor? So, has he found it now?"

"I don't know. No one can tell for sure about this kind of thing." Professor McGonagall shook her head, frowning deeply.

"I hope he hasn't found it yet." Dumbledore sighed and said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble."

From a sensory perspective, he extremely disliked the style of Slytherin.

Although he is one of the founders of Hogwarts and has pioneered many theories and rules of magic, this guy is a complete racist in the wizarding world.

In Slytherin's view, wizards should maintain their noble and perfect wizard bloodline, while half-blood wizards should be eliminated and destroyed.

His theory of pure-blood supremacy is the root cause of many conflicts and contradictions in the wizarding world today. Many wars over the past thousand years have been caused by those who, under his banner, want to eliminate half-bloods from the wizarding world.

Including Voldemort, the root cause was that they were influenced by his twisted logic and embarked on the road of no return.

"So, what should we do next?" Gerard did not make any comment on the issue of Slytherin's heir. To him, both Slytherin and Voldemort were incompetent people with narrow vision and not worth mentioning.

It will never be possible to truly unify the wizarding world by simply practicing racism and discriminatory treatment, and even temporary rule will not last long.

In fact, even without Harry Potter, Voldemort would not have been able to achieve true success. There has never been a precedent in the world where a terrorist has been a ruler for a long time.

"Investigate." Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "First, conduct a thorough and thorough search of Hogwarts. I hope we can find something."

413 Yin and Toilet Paper

Skirt-lifting maniac: Investigation? This thing, there's no way to investigate anything, right? Slytherin's heir has already been chosen, and it's Tom Riddle.

Book Artist: You know it's Tom, but Dumbledore probably doesn't.

Curly: It’s hard to say about this kind of thing. Maybe he really knows it.

Hatchet Girl: No way, he's not that amazing. And if he knew about it, why didn't he take appropriate measures?

Curly-haired boy: Humph, of course it's because this old bastard is so calculating! Hiding in the dark, trying to control the situation! People like this are like this, appearing to be messengers of justice... but in reality, they're the real masterminds! Just like Sarutobi Hiruzen in the Naruto world.

Hatchet Girl: Gin, I feel like you've gone too far with conspiracy theories. At least Dumbledore isn't Sarutobi Hiruzen. He's not as thick-skinned and black-hearted as Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Curly: Ha, this is what makes him truly terrifying! Even someone like you who's read the plot has been fooled. Doesn't this just prove how terrifying he is?

The Evil Leader of Soul Society: Since you said Dumbledore knew about this a long time ago, do you have any evidence?

Curly: What evidence?! This kind of person behind the scenes usually does things so flawlessly that they don't even leave a trace of a bird's feather! How can there be any evidence?!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Why do I feel like you are alluding to someone?

Skirt-lifting maniac: To be honest, I feel the same way. Yin, you're probably thinking about going to jail, aren't you?

Lazy Kitten: Eh? What someone?

The illustrator: Someone who does things so flawlessly that not even a trace of a bird's feather is left. The mastermind, tsk tsk tsk. Speaking of masterminds, who's the scariest one?

Lin Fengjiao: I roughly know.

Curly-haired boy: No, I'm definitely not hinting at anything! You bastards, don't hurt me! Gin-san, I'm loyal to the president, and the sun and the moon can attest to that!

The villain in Soul Society: But no one said who it was, why did you think of An Ran?

Shark-faced guy: It is obvious that in this guy’s impression, An Ran-san is the image he described.

Skull Island Handsome Guy: That’s too much. How could you think that way about Mr. Enron?

The illustrator of the book: Let's just go through the procedure. Lock him up in a small dark room for two months to give him peace and quiet, and let him reflect on his mistakes and sins.

Curly-haired guy: You bastards, are you trying to mess with me?

Sakata Gintoki was very angry and felt that he had been tricked.

Although he believed that Gerard was cunning and meticulous, a complete villain among villains, his words earlier were indeed not metaphorical.

It was only through the words of these dog group members that he finally understood his so-called "metaphorical object." In other words, all the group members believed that Jellal was the characteristics he had described earlier, otherwise why would they directly bring it into his mind?

But now, they are the ones who are guilty. These people are trying to clear themselves of all charges. How shameless!

Sakata Gintoki gritted his teeth and instinctively wanted to kick the trash can beside him. But then he remembered that he had been locked up for several days for kicking something like that before, so he forced himself to hold back.

While he was holding it in, the sadness within him grew even more intense. He couldn't even vent his anger freely. His life was truly too difficult!

Foul-mouthed man: Don't be sad, my dear little curl. At least here, uncle loves you, just like I love the toilet paper in my hand. Without toilet paper like you, my butt would be covered in poop.

This is an actor: Your love is really deep.

Lazy Kitten: Not only profound, but also damn delicious! Could you please stop saying this in the group? Don’t you consider how the people who are eating feel?

The little kitten squatting beside the dining table was now full of disgust, and suddenly felt that the sweet and sour carp in front of him was no longer delicious.

In addition to the sweet and sour carp, there were two large plates of braised pork, braised pork trotters and beef with potatoes in front of her. It was quite a sumptuous meal.

After all, this is a reward banquet.

Li Yanran specially prepared this table to thank Qi Luoli for saving her life. Ye Rong and Yang Xi also took advantage of the situation and had a free meal.

What’s strange is that except for Qi Luoli and Yang Xi, the other two parties involved were completely unaware of the entire course of the battle.

Li Yanran was possessed by a ghost, so it was understandable that she was unaware of what was happening. However, Ye Rong had no idea what was going on and had no memory of her own powerful display.

It was as if the powerful Ye Rong was not the real Ye Rong, but a substitute player.

of course.

In fact, it’s good not to know. If Ye Rong had really kept that memory, she might not be able to treat Li Yanran as normally as she does now.

After all, she was stepping on the man's face and was about to crush his head.

Curly: Deadpool, you bastard deserve to die! You are the toilet paper for wiping your ass! No, you bastard, even toilet paper is disgusting!

Wig: Gintoki, I've already found out the exact location of the Tendoshu. Should we rush over there now? Over.

Curly Hair: What the hell is over? What kind of role-playing are you doing? And look at the weather, why are we going out now? Even officials need to sleep, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Is there any necessary connection between the official's sleep and your actions? If he is sleeping, can't you wake him up?

Curly-haired boy: We are revolutionaries, we must have a humanitarian spirit!

The illustrator said: "Come on, stop sullying the word 'revolutionary'. You weren't doing that for humanitarian reasons at all, you were just trying to sleep!"

The people in the group started arguing with each other again. Jellal shook his head slightly and shifted his gaze away.

"What's up, Hermione?" Gerald spotted Hermione standing at the corner of the stairs leading to his dormitory. It was obvious she was waiting for him, her hands red from the cold.

"Professor Ziklein..." Hermione, who was still lost in thought, was slightly startled by Gerard's voice. "Sorry, I didn't notice you were here. I've prepared another set of materials for you. Would you like to take a look?"

414 The Trio's Actions

"Come in." Gerald took Hermione into his dormitory, poured her a cup of tea, and then sat down at his desk.

He flipped open the notebook Hermione handed him. The handwriting was incredibly neat. It detailed a list of various magic array tools and materials, even including their properties. There were at least hundreds of entries in total.

Not only that, Hermione was also very considerate and circled the key points in red pen which materials she thought were most suitable. Although her most suitable materials were not actually very suitable, it can be seen that she really wanted to help Jellal.

Closing the notebook, Jellal chuckled and said, "Thank you, this note is very useful."

"That's great." Hermione held the teacup in both hands with a bright smile on her face.

"If you wish, you can watch me while I construct the magic circle." Gerald paused, then said, "Of course, not as a Hogwarts student, but as my personal assistant in magical affairs."

In the magical world, the construction of this kind of magic circle is subject to strict legal regulations.

The array contains a vast and complex network of magical patterns, which can have a significant impact on young wizards with immature minds. If their concentration is insufficient, it can easily backfire on them.

Because of this, Article 89 of the Magic Documents clearly stipulates that young wizards who have not yet graduated are not allowed to observe the construction of magic circles.

But Gerald's Tower of Paradise didn't belong to the magic system of the Harry Potter world. Even though he used magical materials from the Harry Potter world, its construction principles didn't involve the magic pattern circuits that could affect the young wizard's mind.

That's why he was so decisive in inviting Hermione to visit.

As for why he invited him, it was naturally because Gerald was rewarding him for his efforts. Furthermore, there was also a certain element of mischievousness involved.

Witnessing the tower's completion and participating in it, Gerald was eager to see what Hermione's expression would be when she learned the truth.

As expected, Hermione nodded excitedly. "I do, Professor Ziklaine! Of course I do!"

She had never dabbled in such areas of knowledge as magic circles before, and she was already extremely curious about them. Furthermore, she was participating as an assistant to the other party's personal magical affairs... didn't this mean that she had already been recognized by the other party?

Being recognized by an excellent person was a joyful thing in itself. Moreover, in her eyes, Jellal was not only excellent, but also knew everything!

"Um, Professor Ziklein." After a long while, Hermione's excitement gradually cooled down. "When should we start?" The little girl had already immersed herself in the role, and her expression became very formal.

"This will take some time, Miss Hermione." Gerard changed her name and said, "First, after confirming the materials, we must also get those materials in hand."

"Ah, yes." Hermione nodded in understanding, agreeing: "It must be very time-consuming to collect all these materials, especially since many of them may have disappeared..."

Before he could finish his words, his body trembled slightly. He looked up at Jellal, who was still working at his desk, and breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, Professor Zikrein, I have a very puzzling question. I wonder if you could answer it for me."

"Oh, what's the problem?" Gerald asked without turning around.

"Do you... know about the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Gerald stopped what he was doing and turned his head. "It's no secret anymore. When I was at Hogwarts a few years ago, this rumor was already rife. The opening of the Chamber of Secrets will find a suitable heir and create true wizarding glory."

"So, what characteristics should this heir have?" Hermione carefully considered her tone and asked, "Or, in other words, what kind of person do you think will become the heir?"

"What kind of person?" Gerald pretended to think for a moment and said, "I think it's probably someone like Voldemort. Ambition, talent, and a glorious history. Slytherin likes this kind of person the most."

What he said was equivalent to revealing the correct answer to the other party, but he didn't know whether the girl in front of him could understand the meaning.

Just as he uttered the word "Voldemort," a sudden gasp echoed through the room. Hermione puffed up her cheeks, inhaled continuously, and patted her chest, saying, "Hmm, it seems a bit hot."

hot?

Jellal looked at her little hands that had been frozen red, and an intriguing expression appeared on his face.

"It's late, Professor Ziklaine." Hermione stood up and bowed respectfully. "I won't disturb your rest. Goodbye."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Gerald nodded and stood up.

"No, that's not necessary!" Hermione waved her hands quickly and said, "Really, that's not necessary, Professor Zeklein! The Gryffindor common room is not far from here, I can go there by myself." She opened the door in a panic and waited for a few seconds before rushing out of Gerald's dormitory.

"Interesting kid." Jellal's lips curled up slightly and he sat back down at his desk.

A few minutes later, in front of the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione took a deep breath and patted her ordinary chest. "It was a close call. You almost killed me!"

"Sorry, Hermione."

Suddenly, a corner of the empty space was opened, and the figures of Harry Potter and Ron appeared before her. Harry's expression was full of apology, while Ron was gasping for breath.

"Professor Ziklein is no fool. He will definitely find out if you keep doing this." Hermione pouted and scolded.

"Can we be blamed for that?" Ron raised his arms and argued loudly, "He actually called out the mysterious man's full name. How dare he?"

"I think that's fine!" Hermione said proudly, hands on her hips. "Even if it's an invincible enemy, you still have to have the courage to face it! How can you fight it if you can't even mention its name?"

"Damn it! I think you're really poisoned, Hermione!" Ron covered his face and said, "There's nothing wrong with Professor Ziklaine saying this, but it shouldn't come from your mouth!"

"Alright, Ron," Harry Potter patted his friend on the shoulder and said, "Although this tracking was very dangerous, at least we can determine the basic conditions of the Chamber of Secrets' heir, right?"