Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

When Harry and Ron followed Connor, they were still in a daze, a little confused about the current situation.

Hermione couldn't stand this anymore, and adjusted her breathing to ensure that she would not fall behind when she spoke, "Mr. Leopard and Professor Kong are one person, don't you realize it?"

As expected of good friends, Harry and Ron acted in unison at this moment—opened their mouths and shook their heads.

"Okay." Hermione said with a look of resentment, "Mr. Leopard said the same thing as Professor Kong, and he cares about us as much as Professor Kong."

"Professor McGonagall will also care about us, but Professor Kong's concern is unique. His concern... um... how to describe it?"

"It is more free and caters to us more, unlike a serious elder, he will put himself in our shoes."

"The serious elder you mean is Professor McGonagall?" Ron asked tentatively.

Hermione shook her head quickly, "That's what you said! I didn't say anything, I just think Professor Kong is more special! Right, Harry?"

"Hermione is right!" Harry stood on Hermione's side this time, "You said Professor McGonagall was more serious!"

"I'm glad she didn't show up when you spoke ill of Professor McGonagall." Kong Nuo was in a good mood with a smile on his face, "We're here, and we have to find the principal if we have any serious problems."

He brought the three cubs to find the old lion. This kind of matter can be resolved during the Christmas holiday, which is also a great thing, and more accidents can be avoided.

The gargoyle jumped aside, making way for a spiral staircase.

When he came to the door of the principal's office, Kong Nuo still knocked lightly on the door.

Dumbledore's helpless voice came from the principal's room, "Is Kong Nuo right? Please come in!"

The room was warm, the fire was crackling and crackling, and the sweetness of honey and coffee still lingered in the air.

Dumbledore looked a little tired, with a few parchment volumes in his hand, and a few stacks of files beside him.

"Merry Christmas, Connor." Dumbledore noticed the three little lions behind Connor, "Harry and the others... violated the school rules?"

Connor said a piece of news that was enough to make Dumbledore's pupils tremble: "These are small things. The important thing is that Harry should be able to speak Parseltongue."

He told the story of what happened in the girls' bathroom just now, and explained most of the details completely, that is, he concealed the fact that Harry and the others brewed Polyjuice Potion privately in violation of school rules.

While Dumbledore was thinking, the Harry trio cast grateful glances at Connor.

Kong Nuo's response was also very simple, telling them with mouth movements that this kind of thing is only allowed to happen once.

Dumbledore came back to his senses, pulled out his wand and pointed at a silverware. Under Harry's surprised eyes, the silverware floated up and turned into a huge poisonous snake in the air.

Dumbledore looked at Harry and said softly, "Harry, try it and talk to it."

Harry scratched his head nervously, watching the snake open its mouth wide, his throat twitched, as if he had forgotten how to speak.

The venomous snake transformed by Dumbledore was lifelike. It landed on the ground and began to crawl around Harry, along Harry's ankles and began to advance towards the neck, constantly swallowing snake letters and making strange noises.

Harry's body became stiff, but he seemed to have finally become emotional, trembling and making a strange "hissing" sound.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and a simple notebook flew out of the stack of books.

He opened the notebook, flipped and moved the pages quickly with his slender fingers, and then raised his head and asked, "Harry, you just said 'leave, stay away' to the poisonous snake, right?"

"Is this a Parseltongue dictionary?" Kong Nuo became interested in the quaint notebook in Dumbledore's hand.

Dumbledore nodded, "I've been looking for it. Until yesterday, a friend sold it to me as a Christmas present."

"Would you like to take a look? Some of the grammatical techniques in it belong to the Middle Ages and are lost usages. I'm still studying..."

Kong Nuo took the notebook, and after looking at it briefly, he knew that this notebook was more suitable for an old pedant like Dumbledore, and not suitable for someone like himself who talked with his fists.

"Fox, help me invite some professors here." Dumbledore paced around the principal's office, "That is to say... you think the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is where Myrtle was killed?"

"Yes." Kong Nuo nodded, "Since Myrtle said she heard someone summon a monster in Parseltongue, and then she was killed, that must be the entrance."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "That's what we analyzed at the beginning. But unfortunately, we searched that bathroom for a long time and found nothing unusual."

"Perhaps it was because I overlooked some details at the time. After all, I wasn't the headmaster at that time... I only learned some things later."

Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, you don't want to ask Myrtle for questioning?"

Dumbledore explained: "At that time, Myrtle was still busy taking revenge on the girl who laughed at her. The Ministry of Magic sent the ghost office to mediate, so Myrtle was imprisoned."

"And they felt that a ghost might not be so believable, and some students identified a murderer, so the incident of the secret room attack was just like that."

Kong Nuo couldn't help being surprised, "Is there such a sloppy thing?"

Dumbledore sighed, "It was a chaotic era, and the Wizarding World War was still unfolding. So it is enough to be able to close the case and give an explanation without wasting more manpower."

Phoenix Fox helped convene, and McGonagall, Flitwick, Snape, and Godric soon came to the principal's office.

However, just after Fox brought the man, a burst of dazzling fire suddenly erupted from its body.

Countless ashes appeared around it, and these ashes gathered around the fire until it surrounded the fire.

Fox seemed to have turned into a giant egg made of ashes. With the rhythm of breathing, the ashes collapsed again, and there seemed to be nothing left in the giant egg.

Dumbledore was a little surprised, he walked quickly into the pile of ashes and began to pull, a very thin, wrinkled and naked chick appeared in his palm.

"It seems that we lack a powerful helper." Godric said, "But the rebirth of the phoenix is ​​still a rare sight."

Dumbledore put the newborn Fox on the bird climbing frame, and began to explain the incident to the professors.

The monster in the secret room must be dealt with first. After realizing the danger of this matter, the teachers present did not choose to back down.

As they filed out of the headmaster's office, an owl from the Ministry of Magic flew in the window and circled over the desk.

The newborn chick, Fox, tilted his head, looked at the owl and made a suspicious voice: "Hee?"