The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Recover as before"!

After being launched, the rocket pylon was disassembled back to its original state, sealed into a box, and quietly buried on the hillside. Zhang Qi used his wand to gently tap the newly turned soil, and fresh turf immediately grew on it. And it quickly blends into the surrounding environment.

Zhang Qi, who was not particularly relieved, walked around the place where he buried the box several times. After confirming that it could not be seen, Zhang Qi nodded with satisfaction and used several "Clean Ups" on himself to remove it. After hearing the smell of gunpowder smoke, he quietly and quickly slipped back towards the castle.

But as soon as he slipped into the main entrance, Zhang Qi realized that something seemed wrong here.

The auditorium, which should have been empty, was filled with panicked students. Some freshmen were crying, and some senior students pulled out their wands and cooperated with the prefects of each college to maintain order.

Zhang Qi, who was in the state of illumination, seemed to hear the words "attack" and "injury".

Zhang Qi, who felt something was wrong at this time, sniffed hard and was shocked to find that the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The smell of this blood is very strong. If it comes from a person, then judging from such a large amount of bleeding, it must be very dangerous.

With no time to hesitate, Zhang Qi directly released the invisibility state he had made using Mingzhao, pulled away the freshmen blocking his way, and rushed in front of Gemma Farley, who was already a little worried.

"Senior Farley, who is injured?"

Zhang Qi shouted anxiously.

Farley was startled by the sudden voice, and the quill he was using to record the list accidentally fell to the ground, leaving an ink stain on the ground.

"Hilbert"!

Farley stammered and shouted as if he was frightened.

This voice immediately attracted the attention of all the students in the entire auditorium.

"Hilbert"!

Professor McGonagall, who heard the sound here, ran over in a hurry, no longer caring about her ladylike image.

"Oh my God! Are you okay, kid? Where are Harry and the others?"

Mag grabbed Zhang Qi's shoulders tightly and looked him up and down. After confirming that he was intact, he asked eagerly:

"Where are Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Weasley twins"?

"They went on a night tour of the Forbidden Forest. Professor, I was following them, so they were not in any danger."

Zhang Qiyan replied concisely and concisely, and then asked very eagerly.

"Professor McGonagall, please tell me who is injured in Hogwarts? I can smell the pungent smell of blood even here!"

Zhang Qi shouted anxiously, and at the same time glanced at the professors who were rushing towards them in the distance.

Dumbledore walked anxiously at the front, followed closely by Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout.

Teachers from Care of Magical Creatures, Astronomy and Flying classes also followed. Walking at the end was a timid middle-aged woman, wearing weirder clothes than a wizard, and carrying a pair of glasses that were bigger than a glass bottle. Big glasses with thicker soles.

The last woman should be Trelawny, the divination professor at Hogwarts, a true prophet.

"Come back Minerva, let me explain the rest to this child."

Dumbledore waved his hand slightly tiredly, and then said to Professor McGonagall.

"But"......

"Let me speak, Minerva."

Dumbledore quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Professor McGonagall.

The scene fell into an eerie silence for half a minute. Zhang Qi looked at Dumbledore and already had the answer in his heart.

"Astoria"?

Zhang Qi seemed to have used all his strength to squeeze out the name from between his teeth.

"Yes, the door to the secret room was opened again. Miss Greengrass was attacked. Daphne and Mr. Filch were seriously injured and unconscious. Astoria is missing. We still don't know where she went." .....

"I need the truth."

Zhang Qi's hand suddenly clasped around Dumbledore's neck. The 100-year-old old man was grabbed by the neck before he could react.

At this moment, Dumbledore felt as if a huge iron clamp was firmly stuck in his trachea. He knew in his heart that the child in front of him who grew up on a battlefield where bullets were flying could not be what he seemed on the surface. So harmless to humans and animals.

So he looked at Zhang Qi very calmly - even though his face was already red due to lack of oxygen.

"Humph"!

Zhang Qi snorted coldly when he saw this, and released his hand from Dumbledore's neck.

"The murderer left a line of blood on the wall, saying that if you want Astoria to survive, you must go to the secret room alone."

After Dumbledore said this, he began to cough violently.

"Please take me to the scene, please."

After taking several deep breaths, Zhang Qi tried to stabilize his emotions, and then said softly.

"Calm down, Hilbert, we still don't know what the monster down there is. If you go there, you will just die!"

Snape changed his usual cold and gloomy image and shouted anxiously at Zhang Qi.

"She is my fiancée, professor."

Zhang Qi said softly:

"Even though I am indeed opposed to arranged marriages, this kind-hearted poor girl should not die in the dark and damp underground, because there are better times waiting for her"...

Snape suddenly stopped what he was about to say. He tried to speak again several times, but found that he couldn't say anything or think of anything.

"The monster in the secret room is a basilisk that has lived for nearly 1000 years. Maybe Uncle Lucius is right. You have indeed become a little confused after retiring from the high platform of the magical world."

Zhang Qi patted Dumbledore's back gently to help the old man stop coughing.

"I was reckless just now, Principal Dumbledore. Please forgive a child for being unreasonable. People are always easily carried away by anger."

Zhang Qi said a little apologetically that he didn't know why he became so angry after hearing the news of Astoria's disappearance, and even had the idea of ​​​​breaking Dumbledore's neck directly in his heart.

Maybe I really care about her deep down...

Zhang Qi silently followed Dumbledore who led the way to a corridor on the second floor of Hogwarts. McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout stayed in the auditorium, responsible for protecting the safety of the students.

In the corridor ahead, a line of large blood-red characters was glowing with fluorescence; and right at Zhang Qi's feet, a half-stained silver sword was thrown to the ground.

It was Mr. Filch's silver sword, and he had probably stabbed one of the murderers.And judging from the degree of blood stains on the sword, the murderer must have been seriously injured. If he was not sent to a professional Muggle hospital for treatment, the amount of blood loss would soon kill him.

Looking at the blood stains on the wall and the blood-stained silver sword on the ground, Zhang Qi thought for a moment and soon figured out what he should do next.

"Please call Harry to come with me, Professor Dumbledore. If I guess correctly, he should have a way to open the door to the Chamber of Secrets."

Zhang Qi said to Dumbledore with a solemn expression.