Chapter 570： Night class (1/2)

For Hogwarts students, it has been a long time since Filch’s Mrs. Loris was attacked. Their memory is similar to that of fish, and they can last for seven days, which is already quite remarkable.

”Hogwarts, a School History” in the school library is no longer sought after by the majority of students, and returned to the bookshelf.

After all, the description of the Slytherin Secret Chamber in that book contained only a few pitiful sentences. Except for a few students who like to read books, few people have enough patience to chew this blunt book.

Miss Hermione Granger finally got the book as she wished, but the record in the secret room disappointed her.

Of course, she is not the only one who is disappointed about this. There are 23 students who have also borrowed this book in front of her who have had similar experiences. They have borrowed the book since the attack. The number of students is more than four a day on average.

For this reason, Hermione also specifically asked Albert about the secret room, and the latter turned the matter off to Lockhart.

Time is like a gentle palm, gently smoothing everything.

Hogwarts returned to its former calm, and even the professors had reservations about whether the Slytherin's chamber was opened.

After all, a cat being petrified does not prove much.

Albert also felt that most professors did not pay much attention to this matter. The only thing that cared about was Mrs. Loris's owner, Mr. Filch, the administrator!

The administrator is still working tirelessly in the castle to find the criminals who attacked his cat. His temper is getting more and more irritable every day, which brings a lot of trouble to everyone, especially when it rains, he needs to train against the rainstorm. The strange players will always be troubled by the charge of ”tainting the castle” by the administrator who has been unable to find a prisoner. The two sides have clashed more than once.

If the attack had the greatest impact on anyone, it was Ginny Weasley. I don’t know if it’s the relationship with Tom Riddle’s diary that is often used. The red-haired girl was tortured and almost insane. It seemed that She might collapse at any time, and she was already suspecting that she was the culprit, but because she didn't dare to talk to others at will, Tom's diary became her frequent object of confession, forming a bad loop.

In addition to Filch and Ginny, Albert, who knows the truth, is estimated to be one of the people most affected by the attack.

Since the attack, Albert’s life has become busier. Due to the need to study the relationship between advanced shielding spells, even the clubs have gone less, and even attracted the attention and inquiries of several professors, but they were all He used being too busy as an excuse to stop him.

Albert is really busy, busy studying and dealing with basilisks, and thinking about how to solve the problem. These messes have taken away a lot of his energy.

If there is any good news recently, it is probably that Bud has already helped Albert get the compound medicine. The old man didn’t care what Albert did with this thing, and generously gave him a large bottle. People use it for a long time.

As for who?

Albert has made a choice between Lockhart and Malfoy, and the poor professor has successfully won the new title of Back Pot.

No way, who makes every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor suspicious?

At that time, he can still do some indescribable tests on the diary as a professor of defense against the dark arts.

To be honest, if you throw the pot to Lockhart, Albert's conscience won't hurt either.

He himself is a relatively cold-blooded guy, except for a few people who value it, the lives of others have nothing to do with him.

At this moment, the room of responsive to requests was enveloped by a warm orange-red light. Albert was sitting by the burning fireplace, drinking a cup of hot milk tea, and glanced at the mirror on the small round table next to him from time to time. He was waiting for someone to get it again. contact.

After the hour hand on the pocket watch finally passed eight o'clock, the old man's voice finally came from the double-sided mirror, and Nicol's face appeared in the mirror.

”Good evening, Mr. Nico.”

Albert put down his tea cup and greeted the old man in the mirror with a smile.