"Of course I dare! I can do it!" It was the simplest. Form of provocation. But for a Gryffindor, it was also the most effective. Harr
"Of course I dare! I can do it!" It was the simplest.
Form of provocation. But for a Gryffindor, it was also the most effective.
Harry wasn't bothered by Damon's success, though perhaps slightly, as he was overwhelmed by his friend's achievements. He had little time for jealousy.
But if he could single-handedly resolve the controversy caused by Parseltongue, perhaps that would prove he was a different person. Damon might even trust him a little more.
Perhaps one day, he could even begin Auror-related courses?
"Excellent! Harry, then, is the agreement established?"
Lockhart extended his hand. With his blond hair and bright smile, he exuded a unique charm.
Perhaps he truly was a natural orator—"As expected of me, I can do everything well."
"Pah."
Harry extended his hand and excitedly shook Lockhart's.
While three hours had been wasted today, it didn't seem entirely fruitless.
As for Lockhart's unusual behavior just now?
Harry thought he might have been overly excited.
Perhaps for this "insane professor," having his spotlight upstaged was truly unbearable.
For the next few days, Harry had to cut back on his visits to the Room of Requirement.
It
Quidditch training was demanding, leaving him little time. The near-daily discussions with Lockhart about the Chamber of Secrets, mostly spent handling Lockhart's fan mail, added to his workload. Lockhart boasted, "You can be like me one day. Once we're done with this, they might even start a Harry Potter fan club. Isn't that exciting?"
"
Harry was speechless.
He just hoped the misunderstanding caused by Parseltongue could be resolved quickly, so he could get back to his old life—study hard, practice spells, train Quidditch, and occasionally participate in activities. Christmas was coming soon. Life was just like this,
and Harry was content. His current life was a complete waste of time.
Harry would fight anyone who tried to ruin it.
For example, Voldemort, or Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Based on the information shared with him by Professor Lockhart, he discovered something very scary - there might be a terrible monster hidden in the Chamber of Secrets.
"Professor, we should stop. Since the monster inside hasn't appeared in all these years, it means that as long as the Chamber of Secrets is not opened, the monster inside can't get out. There is no need for us to cause trouble."
"Cause trouble? I really didn't expect you to think that way!"
"Those great people don't just solve troubles that have already arisen, they also nip in the bud the dangers that are about to appear, do you understand, Harry!
If we ignore the secret of the Chamber of Secrets, yes, it's true as you said, nothing will happen, but that's only temporary! If the monster inside is not eliminated, one day it will be released for one reason or another, and then who will deal with it?
Have you thought about this problem, Harry.
If Dumbledore is no longer in school, and you and Master White have graduated from school, who will deal with the monsters inside then?
Or even if it can be solved, will it be solved in time? Do you want to watch the tragedy that may happen?"
As if afraid that the force was not enough, Lockhart revealed another secret:
"Do you know? The ghost of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, she used to be a student of Hogwarts, do you know how she died?"
"How did she die?"
"The giant Hagrid! He raised some kind of dangerous monster in the school. The monster killed poor Myrtle who happened to pass by accidentally. From then on, the poor child has been crying in the dark bathroom all day long!"
"Hagrid.? No—!"
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"That's right! You can go and ask him for confirmation! But before you do, Harry, I want to hear your answer—tell me, are you going to ignore the danger and let tragedy happen in the distant future?"
"I'll go and ask Hagrid for confirmation, if what you say is true."
Harry's face paled, completely drained of color—Hagrid, he'd killed Hogwarts students before? And it was their familiar ghost, Myrtle. Oh my god! How could such a thing happen?
Although Hagrid seemed unreliable on a daily basis,
"Go ahead, Harry, but remember, this is our secret. You can't tell anyone, understand?"
"Professor, I don't understand. If we really need to deal with that monster, can't we just tell Professor Dumbledore and let him handle it?" "
Why don't you understand?"
Lockhart grew furious again, his temper becoming increasingly irritable lately.
"This matter can only be handled by you, the heir of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, and me, the great hero who has resolved a series of disasters. Do you understand?"
Sensing Harry's suspicion, Lockhart regretted making the matter so serious.
To do this, he had to be more persuasive.
"Harry, the Chamber of Secrets is a test and legacy left by Slytherin to the Heir. Do you understand? If you, being qualified, handle it, the danger will be much less. We can handle this perfectly, without any surprises. There's no need to bother Dumbledore. Do
you know how busy he is? You can't even find him!
Are you going to bother him over such a trivial matter? I'm afraid he won't react well to you—he hates ambitious people. Do you want him to connect you with the Heir of Slytherin?"
His rapid-fire words made it almost impossible for Harry to think—he was already trembling with fear from Hagrid's story.
"Okay, okay, I got it. Professor, I'm going to find Hagrid first, and I'll come back to you later."
Harry hurried off.
"Remember, Harry, this is between us!"
Lockhart stared at Harry's back, his expression sinister, completely unlike his usual self.
Harry fled Lockhart's office in a panic.
He ran all the way back to the Gryffindor Common Room, where he saw Hermione and the others who had just returned.
"What's wrong with you, Harry? You look very unhappy!" Hermione said with a worried look.
"Didn't you write back to that idiot Professor Lockhart? How did
you write yourself like this?" "Something happened. Listen to me, Hagrid."
Harry's face turned pale as he told everything about Hagrid.
"That's not right. How did Professor Lockhart know all this? And why would he tell you all this?"
Ron was shocked by what Harry said, but Hermione directly raised the doubts.
Harry hesitated, not knowing how to cover it up, but finally made up his mind and told everything truthfully.
"Oh my God! Harry, you have to tell Damon about this!"
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