Chapter 146 The image of the Big Four collapsed

Moaning Myrtle!

How could Andy not have thought that the wizard who was killed by Voldemort sixty years ago was Myrtle?

That was a 'famous' ghost at Hogwarts because she liked to live in the toilet in the lavatory - that was a really special hobby.

In other words, the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was most likely in the girls' lavatory on the second floor of the castle...?

Andy scratched his head.

It couldn't be, could it?

What on earth could have gone wrong with Slytherin to build the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in the girls' lavatory?

An image suddenly popped into Andy's mind.

Slytherin was hiding at the entrance of the secret room, lying in the doorway, peeping at the girls going to the restroom.

It was over, the image of the Big Four was crumbling.

Maybe...Slytherin had a crush on Ravenclaw, and that girls' lavatory on the second floor was commonly used by Ravenclaw?

Andy shook his head.

This was too weird.

Slytherins built secret rooms to study magic, not to spy on girls going to the restroom ...

Andy hypnotized himself using Occlumency, which got rid of those bizarre thoughts.

"Okay, let's not talk about the Chamber of Secrets. Little Andy, tell your grandma quickly, do you have any thoughts about that little girl called Hermione?" Veronica pressed.

"Didn't I tell you at Christmas!" Andy said helplessly.

"Christmas?" Veronica glanced at Norman, this old man wouldn't be hiding something from her, would he?

Norman's desire to survive was very strong, "Issa asked about it once, but he quickly changed the subject, and we didn't take it seriously at that time."

After receiving Norman's pleading eyes, Andy hurriedly nodded his head and said, "Didn't an attack happen at Hogwarts at that time, so we talked about something else."

"What's there to talk about the attack." Veronica looked unhappy, if she had been in the living room at that time, she would have asked about Hermione long ago.

"That was a big deal!"

Norman said righteously, "Little Andy is still attending Hogwarts, how can we not be worried when there's an attack at the school?"

Veronica didn't dwell on this, but looked at Andy and asked, "Little Andy, quickly tell Grandma."

Andy sighed and said with resignation, "We met on the train ..."

Veronica listened to Andy with an aunt's smile on her face as he told the story of his acquaintance with Hermione, and when Andy finished, Veronica summarized, "Little Andy, I think the two of you are really destined to be together."

"Look at it, you love to study, and she loves to study, could there be a better match than this?"

"Yes yes yes!" Andy nodded repeatedly.

Veronica laughed, "Then Grandma will be waiting for you to claim that little girl back to our home."

Andy sighed in resignation, "I'll try my best."

***

A day later, Andy received a letter back from Hermione.

The little witch had read a lot of extracurricular miscellaneous books and had a good memory, and on that kind of knowledge level, she was far beyond Andy.

"Basilisk!"

A creature such as the Basilisk had disappeared from the wizarding world for many years.

The first recorded Basilisk was bred by the Herpo the Foul.

He incubated a chicken egg under a toad and bred a giant snake with dangerous abilities.

The Basilisk's strongest ability was its pair of yellow eyes, and any creature that met the Basilisk's eyes would be killed in an instant.

"A chicken egg...? This Basilisk, besides looking like a snake, is it really a snake?" Andy complained.

"But if it's a Basilisk, it's really possible."

After all...the symbol of Slytherin House was the snake, and Slytherin was Parselmouth and a dark wizard.

If one were to say that Slytherin had bred a Basilisk, Andy wouldn't find it unusual at all.

The most important thing was that a Basilisk could kill with just eye contact, which was why there were no wounds on Myrtle's body.

And this was also the reason why Dumbledore couldn't find out the truth.   

Thinking about this, Andy instantly developed a sense of intelligence superiority.

The matter of the Chamber of Secrets had plagued Dumbledore for so many years, but it only took him a few months to basically pinpoint the truth.

Dumbledore was old!

The future of the magic world still depends on me.

Andy pondered in his mind, "Should I write a letter to Dumbledore? Well ... no!"

The Basilisk's weakness was obvious, and the rooster's crowing sound could easily subdue the Basilisk.

Since he grasped the enemy's weakness, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Andy was basically sure at this moment that the girls' lavatory on the second floor of the castle was the entrance to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

And the monster in the secret room should be Basilisk.

"Voldemort shouldn't have taken all the research materials, right?" Andy prayed in his heart.

There were still about twenty days before school started, enough for Andy to make all the preparations.

"The only difficulty at the moment lies in how to open the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets."

"Special magic? Bloodline? Or Parseltongue?"

Andy thought, that if he was a Slytherin, he would have used his bloodline or the Parseltongue ability as the key to open the secret room.

Because normal magic could be easily cracked.

"After solving the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, there shouldn't be any danger next semester, right?"

***

After staying at his grandfather's house for five days, Andy brought Isabel back home.

The notice from school had arrived, and George had written a letter to Andy, and in that, he had mentioned that they had received Harry Potter at the Burrow, and when they came over to visit Andy, they realized that Andy had gone to his grandfather's house.

The little girl had been clamouring to see Harry Potter.

"Mom, it's been a long time." The first thing Andy did when he arrived home was to give Helen a warm hug.

Helen didn't reject Andy's hug, but her tone of voice wasn't that pleasant, "You weren't this enthusiastic when you came back from school."

Andy smiled awkwardly.

"Where's the notice?" Helen asked.

Andy handed over the notice, "The next school year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor should be Lockhart, and the textbook is a complete set of books written by him."

When he said this, Andy's tone wasn't too good.

Lockhart was supposed to be a very capable master of magic, and the books he wrote were still in the Hogwarts library. Andy had read one of the books, it was well-written, and the content was realistic.

But he even used his position as a professor to sell his books - it was evident that there were some problems with this man's character.

Especially, his books were a little bit expensive and not suitable as textbooks.

"Lockhart uh!"

Helen's expression moved slightly, "It looks like you can learn some real skills in the Defense Against Dark Magic class next term."

Andy nodded.

Having a problem with character was nothing, as long as one had skills.

The money for the book could be considered as paying for tuition.

Helen continued, "Andy, you've grown up, use your own pocket money to buy the next school year's textbooks!"

Andy took a deep breath.

Lockhart!!!

Andy swore, that if Lockhart couldn't teach him some real skills, he would make him regret coming to Hogwarts!

NO! I'll make sure he doesn't even have a chance to regret it.

I'll destroy him!

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