"That's obvious." Dumbledore looked at Harry and the others in the distance, their heads lowered, and slowly said, "Our young wizards here are very good, but they certainly haven't reached the level of a senior Auror."
"Of course." Snape said in a snide tone, with a hint of sarcasm, "Not everyone is Zickrein, who can become the Deputy Head of the Auror Office at the age of fourteen. Not even the prophesied savior can."
This potions professor, whose image was like a giant bat, was extremely skilled at putting people down. He instantly made Harry Potter feel quite inferior and frustrated.
Although he was the "boy who lived" in the wizarding world, and had a legend of defeating Voldemort as a child, his growth experience couldn't compare with a true genius like Zickrein.
This was the source of his inferiority, a wound that couldn't heal.
"Severus, you should know that Zickrein is a special case in the wizarding world." Professor McGonagall habitually began to defend her student. She found his sarcasm excessive.
"Oh, of course." Snape nodded in agreement, and said, "But our great savior is also a special case, isn't he?"
Uh.
Professor McGonagall was stunned, and pursed her lips.
"Alright, everyone." Dumbledore interrupted decisively, cutting off the headmasters' back-and-forth. "We have more important topics to discuss now. Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Granger, please tell us about your experiences first."
Harry Potter, Ron, and Hermione hesitantly and reluctantly told them what they had done, who they had met, and how they had found Mrs. Norris petrified.
Then, under the persuasion and comfort of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, they returned to their house common room.
"Hmph, how foolish." Watching their departing backs, Snape mocked, "They can't even lie properly, it's full of holes."
"Everyone has that kind of experience in their student days, Severus." Dumbledore sighed, "You should try to understand."
All the professors present could see that Harry Potter and his friends were indeed lying. They were hiding their little secrets, but these secrets were harmless.
"The key question is, who is the culprit?" Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "And why did they attack Mrs. Norris?"
"Hey, maybe he just used the cat as a tool to show off his power?" Lockhart spoke again, in an exaggerated tone, "He wants the whole of Hogwarts to see his profound magical power!"
"Oh, is that so?" Snape said with a sneer, "It seems that this culprit is even more of a show-off than our Professor Lockhart."
"We can't rule out that possibility, can we?" Lockhart didn't care about the sarcasm at all, and even winked at Snape.
Damn it, what kind of creature is this guy?
Snape felt disgusted. His sarcastic words were very effective against those who cared about their reputation, but against a shameless person like Lockhart, they only backfired.
"If it's just to show off his power, why would he leave these characters on the wall?" Flitwick pointed to the words on the wall and asked.
Gerard's reminder had made him very unhappy with this incompetent professor. He 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, "That's right, many people have strange quirks, and this culprit probably does too!"
"I don't think so, Professor Lockhart." McGonagall shook her head speechlessly and said, "The Chamber of Secrets of Slytherin has been rumored at Hogwarts for a long time."
Not just a rumor, but in fact, the Chamber of Secrets had been opened fifty years ago. A poor student had died as a result, and the headmaster at the time, Armando, had resigned because of it.
Over the past few decades, the "Chamber of Secrets" excitement had appeared every so often, and almost all the professors at Hogwarts knew about it.
"Oh, of course!" Lockhart also changed his tone at this time, and said, "I've also heard the rumors about the Chamber of Secrets of Slytherin. It seems that the great wizard wanted to find his heir? So, has he found him now?"
"I don't know, no one can say for sure." Professor McGonagall shook her head, her brow deeply furrowed.
"I hope he hasn't found him yet." Dumbledore sighed, "Otherwise, we're probably going to be in big trouble."
From a sensory point of view, he extremely disliked Slytherin's style.
Although he was one of the founders of Hogwarts, and pioneered many magical theories and rules, this guy was a complete wizarding world racist.
In Slytherin's view, wizards must maintain their noble and perfect wizarding bloodline. And mixed-blood wizards should be purged and eliminated.
His theory of pure-blood supremacy is the root of many conflicts and contradictions in the wizarding world today. The many wars over the past thousand years have been because someone was using his banner to purge the mixed-bloods in the wizarding world.
Including Voldemort, the root cause was that he was influenced by this fallacy and embarked on that path of no return.
"So, what are we going to do next?" Gerard didn't comment on the Heir of Slytherin issue. To him, Slytherin and Voldemort were both narrow-minded and insignificant people.
Only engaging in racism and differential treatment can never truly unite the wizarding world, and even temporary rule is impossible in the long run.
In fact, even without Harry Potter, Voldemort could not have achieved true success. There has never been a precedent in the world for terrorists to rule for a long time.
"Investigate." Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "First, a comprehensive and thorough investigation of Hogwarts, hoping we can find something."
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