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Mrs. Norris didn't react at all. She was still lying hard on the table, like a freshly prepared specimen.

Filch didn't dare to look at Mrs. Norris at all. He lowered his head with a lifeless look.

Dumbledore straightened up, pushed up his glasses that were about to slide to the tip of his nose, and said softly: "It's not dead, Filch."

Filch turned his head, tears streaming down his face.He couldn't catch his breath for a moment, burped loudly, and asked with a choked voice: "But, Mrs. Norris can't move. Is she frozen?"

"It was petrified." Dumbledore said solemnly, "But I don't know what happened."

Filch's face turned red from crying and he turned to Lin Zhen suspiciously. He knew that Ron and Hermione had just returned from confinement.

"We arrived before Harry," shouted Ron.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Harry just left my office. This is quite advanced dark magic, and it is impossible for a second-year student to do this."

"But Lady Norris is petrified," Filch cried in collapse.His fat and saggy face turned purple and he was foaming at the mouth.

Lin Zhen quietly moved a small step away from Filch to avoid being splashed by his spittle.

"We can cure it," said Dumbledore.

"Professor," Hermione said suddenly, "there was a strange phenomenon while I was in confinement tonight."

She shrank her neck in fear, and Ron looked at her worriedly.

"Tell me about it, my child." Professor Dumbledore looked at Hermione gently.

"I was in solitary confinement at Professor Lockhart's place tonight." Hermione swallowed, fear appearing on her face, "I was helping Professor Lockhart reply to fans, but very suddenly, Professor Lockhart Suddenly he stood up with a look of horror on his face, and when I looked at him strangely, he asked me with some fear if I had heard any strange noises."

Hermione crossed her arms and shook: "I didn't hear anything at the time, but Professor Lockhart looked really scared. He told me repeatedly, listen, there is really a sound, you didn't can you hear me"

Lin Zhen lowered her head to hide the flash of light in her eyes.

Dumbledore still looked at Hermione kindly, encouraging her to continue.

"Although I keep reminding myself that I am a wizard and don't be afraid, Professor Lockhart is really too abnormal." Hermione's voice began to tremble. "Fortunately, Ron and I made an appointment to wait until his labor service is over. came to pick me up, and as soon as I waited for Ron to arrive, I hurried away. Then, we saw Mrs. Norris there."

Professor Dumbledore nodded to Hermione reassuringly: "Maybe this news will be helpful to us."

He turned to look at Professor McGonagall, who strode towards the fireplace and contacted Professor Lockhart.

"It's getting late, you go back and rest first." Dumbledore said, "Minerva, can you help take Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger back to their lounge?"

"Of course," said Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Potter can wait for a while." Dumbledore added.

Ron gave Lin Zhen a look that asked for blessings, and pulled Hermione away with Professor McGonagall.

Gilderoy Lockhart arrived quickly, but seemed rushed.His usually neatly combed hair was a little messy, and even his originally neat shirt became wrinkled.

His face was pale, his steps were sloppy, and he looked weak.

"You don't look well," Dumbledore said. "What happened?"

Lockhart smiled dryly: "Nothing. You asked me to come. Do you need my help?"

He pretended to look around calmly, and when he saw Filch sitting in a chair crying silently, his eyes paused, and then he looked away as if he hadn't seen it.

Perhaps because of the angle, he did not see Mrs. Norris, who was blocked by Dumbledore's figure.He saw Lin Zhen standing aside with a puzzled expression.

"Something happened during the night," Dumbledore said seriously.

Lin Zhen was slightly startled when she saw Lockhart.

"I think I need you to come and take a look." As he spoke, Dumbledore stepped aside, exposing Mrs. Norris to Lockhart.

Lockhart's already pale face turned pale again.

Professor Dumbledore stared at Lockhart through his glasses, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, he forced himself to calm down, straightened his collar, and walked up to Mrs. Norris.

With tears in his eyes, Filch stared at Lockhart's back fiercely, as if if Lockhart made any wrong move, he would pounce on him and fight Lockhart desperately.

Lin Zhen watched in silence as Lockhart observed Mrs. Norris under their gaze.Lockhart also bent down and looked closer, just like Dumbledore had done before. He took out his wand from his arms and poked Mrs. Norris.

His back was to Lin Zhen, and Lin Zhen could not see the change in his expression, but Dumbledore was standing next to Lockhart, his eyes looking at Lockhart constantly.

Lin Zhen saw Dumbledore's eyes narrowing slightly, which might mean Lockhart knew something.

Lockhart turned around in silence, smiled awkwardly and said, "I"

His voice was hoarse, and the word he spat out was as dry and unpleasant as if it had been rubbed repeatedly in the gravel.He obviously noticed it, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and then continued: "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. I don't understand what happened to Mrs. Norris."

Lin Zhen looked at Lockhart and saw that he first turned his head and glanced at Dumbledore quickly, and then looked at Filch, perhaps because Filch would not put him under too much pressure.

Filch didn't respond, and Lockhart felt a little uncomfortable.He tugged on his sleeves and tried to raise the corners of his mouth in an arc.

"In that case," Dumbledore said slowly, "Professor Lockhart, tell me about the strange noise you heard tonight."

Lockhart felt as if the blood all over his body had suddenly frozen, and his lips instantly lost their color.

He stayed there, motionless.

Filch looked at him with blank eyes, and Dumbledore smiled a smile that no longer made people feel kind and kind.Lin Zhen blinked and tried to reduce her presence.

"What?" Lockhart turned his head little by little and slowly looked at Dumbledore. He didn't even care about the corners of his mouth that he tried to raise. The expression on his face became half-smile, half-smile, half-cry. , extremely ugly.

Dumbledore said no more, playing with his wand with his long fingers.

This Gilderoy Lockhart is a little hidden, Lin Zhen sighed in her heart.If it hadn't been for what happened tonight, this Lockhart would have always been a straw bag in his eyes, a straw bag who might have some abilities.

"I don't understand what you are talking about," Gilderoy Lockhart quickly adjusted his expression, but his voice was still trembling, "Professor Dumbledore."