HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

What is a three-court trial?

Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall, Headmaster and Vice-Headmaster of Gryffindor, and Professor Snape, Headmaster of Slytherin.

The three of them were standing across desks in the Headmaster's office, opposite Lycoris Snape, a twelve-year-old Slytherin girl.

Before this scene occurred, Licoris was reading a book in the dormitory. She thought divination was quite interesting.

Especially after using arithmetic divination, it is verified by divination.

There is a feeling that the end of science is theology, which is very interesting.

"Licoris, the prefect said that the principal is looking for you, let me tell you." Pansy knocked on Licoris' dormitory door, then looked back behind her.

There was nothing behind the girl with short hair, and she was very cautious and didn't say anything.

Pansy pulled Licoris into her room, closed the door behind her, and lowered her voice, "Did they find out about you spreading rumors and want to interrogate you? If you can't, just tell them the truth."

Lycoris comforted Pansy, who was obviously anxious, and patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, I can solve this matter."

The girl left Pansy behind and found Severus Snape.

"Dad, the principal is looking for me. I need you to take me to the office." Didn't you say you can't act alone? Licoris is still very well-behaved.

"Why do you say you are the heir of Slytherin?" Snape knew that she was not, and she would not release any big pythons to clean the campus.

What kind of giant python can petrify others?

Pythons can only strangle and don't even have venom, unless it's a basilisk.

Basilisk?

Snape thought that what the basilisk was most afraid of was the crow of roosters, and the big man also came to tell Old Bee that his chickens were dying one after another.

"The monster in the Chamber of Secrets is a basilisk." Snape looked at his daughter in front of him and said firmly, "Are you hinting at us?"

That's not the case, I just want to direct all the criticism against Slytherin House towards myself.

The louder the scolding now, the heavier the guilt will be in the future.

After all, most people are ordinary people and can only see "one-sided truth."

Ordinary people are cute and hateful.

The concept of good and evil is very simple. Those who love want to live, and those who hate want to die.

When I like you, I wish I could give you my heart and soul. When I hate you, I wish you would disappear from this world right away.

The distinction between love and hate can be exploited now.

If the person scolding the entire Slytherin House as a whole, the guilt of the scolder will be divided after the truth comes out.

Their apology cannot be to every student of the Snake House, especially a proud and arrogant student like Malfoy.

And the scolding directed at me alone will become my help in the future.

"No, I just don't want Slytherin to be scolded by three houses," Lycoris said, "Just scold me alone now."

"You will be isolated by everyone like this," Snape had experienced the feeling of being isolated. He didn't want his daughter to suffer what he had suffered, "I will clarify."

"Father," Lycoris saw the man in front of her standing up to clarify for herself, she stopped him, and when he looked over, she said, "Isn't this what the principal is happy to see?"

This sentence successfully made Snape stop. The old bee wanted to test Harry himself.

He also knows what he likes to see.

She was right, he wanted to see Harry as a leader...

Licoris walked over and stood beside him, "Dad, let's go find the principal. Don't keep him waiting."

Two wizards, one large and one small, were walking in the corridor with indifferent expressions, their plain robes swinging casually as they took long strides.

If any students saw it, they would definitely say that the big bat was carrying the little bat, but now because of the martial law, there is no one else in the corridor.

"Miss Snape, have you heard a rumor recently?" Dumbledore looked at the girl, his usually smiling face no longer smiling, "About the Chamber of Secrets."

"I know," Lycoris nodded, her eyes scanning the leaders of Hogwarts, "Not only do I know, I also passed it on."

"Why do you say you are the heir of Slytherin?" Professor McGonagall couldn't understand the child's thoughts. She frowned and said, "What kind of python did you release?"

"A reasonable guess." Lycoris was looked at by three people without any nervousness or fear.

She had always admired Professor McGonagall's impartiality and would not turn a blind eye to Potter's violations just because he was the savior.

"It is known that the descendants of Slytherin are the Gaunt family.

"And Slytherin's own talent is Parseltongue, and he is proficient in snake language.

"His legacy in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets would have caused death when it appeared fifty years ago, and now it will turn people to stone. That is an unknown monster." Lycoris frankly expressed her guess, "Then the monster is a big one. Isn’t it reasonable for a python? I’m pretending to be a descendant of the Gaunt family, and the person behind it will definitely show up.”

"How did you know the murderer would appear?" Professor McGonagall listened to her statement and understood a little bit of what she meant. "It's too risky for you to use yourself as bait."

Professor McGonagall cares about the safety of every little wizard and is a really good teacher.

"The murderer is trying to get rid of people it thinks are not worthy of learning magic - I'm sorry, I don't know the gender, I can only call it 'it'," Licoris smiled apologetically and continued to state her point of view, "And I, a mixed-blood wizard, dare to touch the glory of a pure-blood wizard because of 'vanity', it will definitely not let me go."

The three adults present had mixed emotions as they watched a twelve-year-old girl in front of them talking about using her body as bait without any fear.

"It's dangerous for you to do this." Snape acquiesced to her approach, but he couldn't help but worry about her safety.

"How sure are you?" Dumbledore looked at the brown-eyed little girl in front of him and felt that she was more mature and calm than all the students.

"Albus, she is still a child!" Professor McGonagall turned her head and looked at Dumbledore with a surprised expression. He wouldn't really agree, would he?

"Professor McGonagall, it's okay. If you're worried, I usually work with Parkinson, Malfoy, and Nott." Lycoris looked at her father, hoping he would say something. .

"I don't agree with this plan, but you won't stop doing it just because I don't agree." Snape knew his daughter fairly well, "So, pay attention to safety."

Dumbledore looked at McGonagall and Snape and said directly, "Someone will ask me to leave the academy. This is your chance."

The old man picked up the cup on the table and said, "I wish you good luck in advance, Miss Snape."

Of course it will succeed, and I must succeed.