HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

The wind and waves seemed to have subsided in an instant. At this moment, Gareth and Tom Riddle stood in front of the crowded Slytherin Chamber, with deep eyes, as if they were planning some unspeakable secret.

"Is this the mysterious Slytherin Chamber of Secrets you boasted to me about?" Gareth raised an eyebrow and a cynical smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He looked around, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the stone wall beside him, as if he was calculating something.

The heavy door of the Chamber of Secrets creaked open, and Sensei used the power obtained from Dumbledore to transform this once secretive place into a "tourist attraction" that anyone could explore.

When Gareth followed Riddle into the legendary Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, the expected basilisk was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, a group of students were chasing each other, and laughter echoed throughout the secret room.

This place has actually become a small Diagon Alley, filled with little gadgets made and sold by students.

"It's so lively!" Gareth's voice sounded in Tom Riddle's ears, as if mocking the scene before him.

The students around seemed to ignore Tom Riddle, and naturally missed his gloomy face.

Riddle knew that Segnus was extremely powerful, but he never thought that she would be able to take out the basilisk so easily.

"Perhaps we can get some other helpers." Riddle's voice was as chilly as the night wind.

"Come on, who would dare to hang out with us when you're like this?" Gareth pointed out bluntly, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

He glanced at Voldemort, Riddle's torn soul, now only the fragments of his sixteen-year-old memory attached to the tattered notebook.

"We don't know where the main body is licking its wounds yet, we have to think of something practical first." There was a sly flash in his eyes, a light that was a mixture of cleverness and evil, and it made people shudder.

Gareth's eyes rolled, and his gaze swept across the dark secret room like a wolf, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

He walked towards the outside of the secret room step by step.

"I say, why don't we just call your real body over here," he said as if chatting as he walked, "and then you can just swallow it. Maybe this way you can have a real body.

Tom Riddle was silent for a moment, his heart in turmoil.

He had thought of this plan, but the risk was too great and he could not guarantee that he could swallow the main body.

If he was swallowed up by the subject, wouldn't his hard-earned freedom be gone? He didn't want to throw away his current power of free action for an uncertain future.

"Well, your idea sounds good," Tom Riddle shrugged, trying to be as relaxed as possible, "but I'm not sure, I want more than just swallowing it."

"How about we change our perspective and meet another Malfoy?" Tom Riddle raised a sly smile and an evil light flashed in his eyes.

His thoughts drifted back to his days at school, when he had met Abuxas Malfoy.

I thought, Segnus, well, she must be the granddaughter of Abuxas, right?

Gareth's eyes flashed with cunning, and he remembered a plan. He responded to Tom Riddle lightly: "Yes, Malfoy must be found, but there is no rush."

An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be enjoying the show that was about to take place.

"It's almost time for the game." He said to himself, with a wider smile on his face, "I hope my dear sister won't let me down."

Cygnus' fingers moved skillfully between books and quills. Her desk was filled with various magical instruments collected this semester.

As the end of the semester approaches, an atmosphere of tension and anticipation permeates the classroom.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, having already anticipated the result in her heart - it seemed that Slytherin would win the House Cup again this semester.

Some people in the college always like to favor the so-called savior, but this semester, that guy didn't do anything big to get extra points.

As night fell and the lights came on, the banquet hall of the college was brightly lit and bustling with people.

Just as Cygnus had expected, this year's House Cup fell into the hands of Slytherin again without any suspense.

Draco stood aside, his cheeks flushed with excitement, and the etiquette that the Malfoy family was proud of was thrown out of the window.

He put one foot on a chair and cheered loudly without restraint, as if he wanted to blow the roof off the entire hall.

If Lucius saw this scene, God knows how he would be scolded.

Harry and Hermione sat side by side at the Gryffindor table, their eyes passing through the bustling restaurant and falling on the calm figure in the distance - Sigmathe.

Her every move seemed so calm and unhurried, and every smile hid unfathomable wisdom.

You can feel that she is the kind of person who is in control of the overall situation.

At this moment, Ron couldn't help but raise his eyes from his plate and look at Sensenas.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions, both admiration and confusion.

Ever since the incident with the Viper Snake had subsided, Ron's attitude towards Cygnus had taken a 180-degree turn.

Deep in his heart, he unconsciously developed an almost blind admiration for Segnus.

Ron himself couldn't understand where this admiration came from.

Followers began to gather around Cygnus, like iron filings to a magnet.

As soon as she appeared, all eyes around her were focused on her like searchlights.

Before the professor even said the names of Hermione Granger and Theodore Nott, Cygnus could already see a hint of pride on her face.

She, once again, easily took the top spot in the second grade.

Hermione came in second, while Theodore still held on to his third place.

"Signus, are you trying to set a record?" Theodore joked, but he couldn't hide a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Cygnus smiled softly, "You know Theodore, I'm just doing what I have to do."

She was not surprised at all, as if not getting first place was something surprising to her.

"Sister Segnus, congratulations!" Gareth walked over with a shaky step, his face full of the kind of fake smile that makes people see at a glance, but his eyes were as cold as a knife. "We are both top students in the grade, it seems that this competition between you and me will be interesting."

Segnus smiled slightly, and there was a shrewdness in her smart eyes. She knew what was hidden behind Gareth's congratulations.

She flicked her hair gently, her movements graceful and confident.

"Thank you, Selwyn, but I'm used to this kind of top position." She raised her chin and looked around, as if the pinnacle of the world was right under her feet.

“You see, you got first place because this is the limit of your ability.” As she spoke, she drew a circle in the air with her finger, as if describing an invisible boundary.

"And I am standing at the top because the highest point of this competition field is engraved with only the three words 'first place'."

"Sister Segnus, you are really confident enough." Gareth smiled and raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, but the displeasure in his eyes was like a meteor across the night sky, fleeting.

He quickly put on an indifferent look, but the subtle psychological changes had already been quietly revealed.

"Selwyn, if you have nothing else to say, I'll leave first." Segnus smiled lightly, turned around and prepared to leave. Her calm appearance made Gareth a little crazy.

There was a gloom in Gareth's eyes. How could he let her leave so easily?

So he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Sister Segnus, are you afraid?"

This sentence successfully attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

When Draco heard someone provoking his sister, his eyes widened immediately and he walked over quickly.

"Selwyn, what do you mean?" Draco asked coldly, his eyes revealing his disgust for Gareth.

Cygnus turned her head and gave Draco a meaningful look, which was an unspoken stop, making him stay where he was.

Then, she turned gracefully and faced Gareth, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a perfect smile.

"Of course, why would I be afraid?" She said in a relaxed tone, but every word was precious. "But you see, it's boring to argue with you in public like this. After all, we are all Slytherins, right?"

Gareth raised one corner of his mouth and sneered. "A Slytherin?"

He repeated sarcastically, his eyes sharp as a knife. "Are you reminding me of our common identity, or are you suggesting that you and I are actually incompatible, Cygnus?"

Segnus raised the corner of her mouth slightly. She was well aware of Gareth's vigilance towards her and his obvious resentment towards Draco.

"Selwyn, aren't we comrades on the same front?" She looked at Gareth with a smile, her tone a little teasing, "You are actually as clear as a mirror, right? As for Draco and I, we are blood relatives, you should understand this, right?"

As soon as Segnus finished speaking, it was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples among the surrounding students.

They began to whisper to each other, some looked at Gareth curiously, while others were firmly locked in by Segnus' aura.

In the auditorium where the performance just ended, the atmosphere suddenly became tense and exciting. You could feel that there was not only curiosity in the air, but also a kind of excitement of watching the fun.

Gareth's eyes became even colder, and his clenched fists trembled slightly, obviously trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

The condescending attitude of Segnus made him feel disgusted like a tide.

"Signus, don't think you are everything here!" Gareth's voice was full of gritted teeth, "One day, I will let you know who is the real king!"

"Come on, Selwyn, show me your special skills." Segnus had a cunning look in his eyes and a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, full of challenge.

"But before that, you have to learn a lesson about respecting others."

Before she finished speaking, she gently patted Draco's hand beside her, the action was both soothing and a little authoritative.

Then she turned and walked towards the hall door, her graceful posture like a queen strolling on the stage, exuding confidence and composure with every step.

As Segnus' figure gradually disappeared into the distance, Gareth's eyes widened, as if being pulled by invisible ropes.

In his heart, the hatred for her was like a flame fanned by a strong wind, burning fiercely and rolling with heat waves.

"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly that his fingertips were about to dig into the flesh of his palms, but the pain was not even as great as the one he felt in his heart.

Dumbledore, who was far away, watched this scene silently. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened, which was the sorrow that time could not take away.

His eyes were complicated, and he knew that the quarrel in front of him was just a small episode in a bigger chess game.