HP's Wretched

At the beginning of November, it was the annual Quidditch match again. The cold wind from autumn to winter was blowing on everyone's face, but it would never extinguish everyone's enthusiasm for Quidditch, except for the one who was extremely tightly wrapped in the crowd. Professor - Flote.

Flott has never been interested in Quidditch, especially in the autumn, when it was cold and windy outside, she had to watch a dozen or so people playing with three balls, and sometimes they could still fight , savage and boring!If it wasn't for her godson Draco's first catcher, she wouldn't be sitting here, especially behind a "wall".

Flott looked resentfully at Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape sitting next to each other in front, these two masters who are about 1.8 meters... Yes, even if the section of the grandstand steps is shorter One section of height, then she can't see it, who makes height a pain for her forever.

"It's been a long time since I watched a Quidditch game at school. I really miss the past." Lucius gracefully held the snake-headed scepter in front of him, straightened his back, and sighed looking down, "If there is no such annoying Dumbledore, I will definitely come back every year to see."

Snape pursed his lips, still staring at the entrance of Slytherin below, and said flatly: "If you stay here every year, you will get tired of looking at it sometimes."

Tired of watching... Tired of seeing you still sitting so close to the front, you should squeeze to the back, Flotte complained in her heart.

When the Slytherin and Gryffindor teams rose into the air and got ready, the game officially started with Mrs. Hooch's whistle.

The enthusiasm of the audience on the field was completely ignited, but apart from the deafening sound of cheering, the entire field was always full of discordant sounds.

"Look at the boy who survived the catastrophe, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded and protected." Lucius's voice was not too loud, which happened to be heard by Flott and Snape.

Snape sneered, and said with a little malice: "Just like his father with strong limbs and simple mind."

Flotte rolled her eyes at the two people in front of her, what is this, a tea party against Potter on the court?It's also interesting for men to be childish.

Lucius didn't know what was on his mind, and while he was staring at the game, he even chatted with Snape: "I heard that Potter and the kid from the poor Weasley's family drove a Muggle After the car flew halfway across the UK, he was about to go to the Ministry of Magic to watch Weasley's good show. He didn't expect that the "Muggle Protection Law" created by that Weasley guy actually left a loophole for himself. He should really let him I can't stay in the Ministry of Magic at all! And those two brats should also be expelled from school."

"I also hope that kid Potter will never come back in the Muggle world, and never have the chance to use magic." That way he will save a lot of things, at least in this way, when danger comes, no one will find the trace of that kid .Snape completed the words silently in his heart.

"I heard from Draco that something happened at school on Halloween?" Lucius asked.

Snape frowned, he didn't know why Lucius brought this up suddenly, but he didn't think much about it: "It's not a big deal, the student's prank just petrified a cat."

The professors actually didn't pay much attention to this matter. After all, the casualty was only one cat, and it was the kind that could be cured by feeding some medicine in spring. It was just the words on the wall... Indeed, it made people feel a little scared.

"I hope nothing happens in the future." Lucius murmured in an ambiguous tone. Although it was a prayer, it always gave people a feeling that he was talking ironically.

Snape turned his head and narrowed his eyes to look at Lucius, and was about to open his mouth to ask: How did Draco tell you this, when he was interrupted by Flotte behind him.

Flott's eyes were fixed on the field, but she poked Snape in front of her with her hand, and said in a somewhat anxious voice: "I don't watch much Quidditch, but don't you think the Bludger today is a bit strange?" ?"

"Strange?" Snape also hurriedly turned his eyes back to the arena, and saw the dark brown Bludger flying towards Harry like a homing missile. Snape said firmly, "It was shot by someone. I moved my hands and feet!"

As soon as Snape finished speaking, Harry, who was dodging Bludgers on the field, seemed to have discovered something, and started to rush towards it. It should be the Snitch, and Draco also saw Harry's movement, and quickly catch up with the past.

"Merlin!" Seeing the two children rushing into the gap between the arena and the stands and disappearing, and the weird Bludger also chasing after them, Flotte stood up quickly, not caring so much, from the stand The crowd squeezed into the first row, leaned on the railing and looked into the gap in the stands, "Xiaolong also followed in! I said it was too dangerous."

"Flotte, relax, this is also an experience for him." Although Lucius said so comfortingly, his eyes were fixed on the gap in the audience.

Compared to the reactions of the two, Snape was the calmest. He told Dumbledore at the time that Potter should be disqualified from the competition. Look, every year is dangerous!But then again, who did the trick this time?

Accompanied by Gryffindor's booing, Flott found Draco who was ejected from the gap by the Bludger. Yes, picked up the long robe and walked quickly under the stands.

Although Lucius and Snape were a little disappointed with Draco's performance, they still cared about the children. They all followed Flott off the stands and walked quickly towards Draco.

"Where is the injury, let me see, does it hurt?" Flotte squatted down, and carefully touched Draco to make sure there was no fracture.

Draco covered his arms, grinning and said, "It seems that I twisted my arm when I fell out."

Flotte grabbed Draco's arm and felt it carefully, confirming that there was no fracture, only twisted, and she was relieved.

At this moment, a loud whistle sounded on the field, and the announcer announced: "Harry Potter has caught the Snitch! Gryffindor won the final victory!"

"Damn it! I was almost there!" Draco was so angry that his anger even made him forget the pain in his arm.

"Okay!" Flotte said, rubbing Draco's head, "It's just a little bit, so it's already great."

But even so, Draco still looked a little disappointed and unconvinced.

With the end of the game, the injured catchers of both sides were full here. Flott saw Draco on a stretcher and was sent to the school hospital with her own eyes. She was completely relieved when she was accompanied by Lucius. Gotta go and see if the other kid is okay.

Before Flott got close to the crowd, I heard Snape's contemptuous voice: "It's really an excellent bone removal spell, I seriously doubt that you invented the brain removal spell and used it on yourself, right, Luo Hart?"

"It was just an accident, life is full of accidents every day."

Flotte moved closer to the crowd before she could see the situation clearly. Half of Potter's arm and his hands were like flesh-colored rubber gloves, squatting softly, but still looked quite elastic.What an excellent boning spell...

Snape was too lazy to talk to this liar any more, he stared blankly at Harry who was still shocked that his arm had lost his bones, his voice was low but his tone was a bit unfriendly: "Wood, take your chasing ball I really hope that Madam Pomfrey's raw bone water has not expired, otherwise it will be enough for Mr. Potter to drink a pot."

The Gryffindor team members didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly found a stretcher to carry Potter away.

Flotte stared at Harry's white, tender and elastic arm that was dragged outside the stretcher, and for some reason whispered, "Looking at it, I really want to eat rice cakes."

Snape, who was not far from her, of course also heard this chanting, and then turned his head to look at Flott with a look of disgust, and said, "You have a good appetite."

"It's a bit like it." Flotte retorted casually, "Speaking of business, who is it that cast the spell on the Bludger?"

"If Miss Know-it-All didn't blow up the Bludger, we might still be able to find traces on it." Snape's words had a strong sense of blame.

"If you don't blow it up, then Potter won't hurt more than his bones." Flutter retorted.

Snape sneered, and said disdainfully: "I thought Flitwick taught her what is the holding spell, and she is fully capable of holding it."

"Severus, you can't ask a second year kid to think that much."

"Indeed, who told even the winner of the Order of Merlin to release the Bone-setting Curse into a Bone-removing Curse, I really shouldn't ask a second-year student like that." Any topic can be shifted to ridicule that big liar.

"Hey, I always feel that this school year will not be peaceful." Flotte said with emotion.

"Sometimes I wish Potter would drop out of school like this, and then live in seclusion in the Muggle world, it would be good for everyone." Snape said this with a serious expression on his face, not joking at all.Snape has been looking for opportunities to dissuade the child, although he admits that this method will deprive Potter of his wizard nature, but nothing is better than living safely, and the Muggle world is not so bad, at least There is no need for him to risk the world to save the world.

"It's cold outside, you should hurry back to the office." Snape said to Flott suddenly.

"What are you going to do?"

"See if the raw bone water at Bobby's (school doctor) is really expired."

"Cut." Flott glanced at Snape disdainfully, muttering in a low voice, "everyday people say that Harry is not good here, and there is not good there, but something happened, look at you Can you be more realistic at ordinary times?"

Snape stopped walking quickly, frowned and narrowed his eyes dangerously at Flott, and was about to speak to ridicule Flott's "whimsical", but was interrupted by Flott's words.

"I was wrong, I was talking nonsense." Just kidding, Snape had such an expression, and of course Flotte had to admit that she was cowardly, after all, her monthly medicine was still in his hands, whether it was bitter or sweet, but The potions master decided, "You are just a professor. It's your dedication, and it's the Potter kid who is lucky. It's definitely not your integrity! You go, I won't talk nonsense."

Snape was used to Flott's shameless behavior, so he didn't have time to worry about anything, so he left with a cold snort.

Looking at the back of Snape leaving, Flotte curled her lips in displeasure, muttering in her heart a thought that surprised even herself: Whenever Snape is only worried about me alone...

Flote felt that she was really perverted...

……

Originally thought that today's turmoil is over, and it can be calm for a few days, but who knows that this bad thing happened one after another, as if it was agreed, and it happened again at night.

"Poor child." Seeing Colin lying on the hospital bed, Professor Sprout couldn't help sighing in a low voice.

"I think the Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again." Dumbledore repeated his thoughts to the professors who had just rushed over.

"Thanks Merlin, at least the child is petrified," said Professor Flitwick.

Although Snape's expression was as calm as ever, the hands behind his back were also clenched a little quietly: "If the Chamber of Secrets is not closed, we cannot guarantee whether the next injured child will be petrified or die."

What Snape said was cruel, but it was an indisputable fact.

Dumbledore agreed with Snape's words, and said: "Severus is right, we must quickly find the Chamber of Secrets and close it, so that the students cannot be harmed again."

"What do you want us to do, Headmaster?" Flotte asked.

"Good question, let's call the teachers for an emergency meeting now, Flott, you bring all your information about Salazar Slytherin, let Mrs. Pince do the same, and others will inform other Professor, we will meet in the principal's office in 10 minutes, and you all know the password." Dumbledore finished arranging his work, gave Madam Pomfrey instructions, and went out first.

The other professors also walked out of the school hospital one after another, and now only Flotte, who was still observing Colin's body, and Snape, who was standing aside, were left in the hospital.

"When Mrs. Norris (the cat) petrified, we should realize that this long-term and stable petrification is unlikely to be done by wizards, but unfortunately we didn't care." Flotte touched Colin's stiff and cold hands analyzed, "But, does this Slytherin really have Chamber of Secrets 2? What do you think, Severus?"

But after waiting for a long time, no one replied to her.

Flott turned around and saw that Snape didn't leave the school hospital, but he didn't answer her, but stood staring at the bed next to the screen.Flott felt a little strange, and called out in a low voice: "Severus?"

It wasn't that Snape didn't hear Flott's question just now, but he found something interesting.I saw Snape sneer in the dark, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, let's go quickly."

This sentence made Flott confused, but she also understood that there must be a reason for Snape's abnormality. Sure enough, when she passed by the bed next to her when she was leaving, Flott realized that the person lying there was Harry. profit.

"You just stared at Harry for so long, what are you looking at?" Flotte asked as soon as she left the school hospital.

"Raw bone water works only at night, and raw bone is a very painful thing. I didn't expect Potter to be able to sleep so dead."

"You mean he pretended to be asleep and eavesdropped on what the professors said?" This kid is quite interesting, not only curious, but also thoughtful, "According to your usual style, why don't you pick him up and watch him make jokes?" ?”

"I'm not as naive as you."

Flutter: "..."

……

"...Salazar Slytherin built the Chamber of Secrets in the school and said before leaving the school: 'Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one could open it until his true heir came to the school. Only the heir can open the secret room, release the terrifying things inside, let it purify the school, and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic.'" Flotte read the historical facts she compiled, "We have more or less about this matter And Salazar Slytherin, whom most of the extant books describe as such."

"Yes, our key lies in how we define the word 'heir' and how to find the heir." Dumbledore concluded.

"The heirs should mostly be related by blood," Professor Flitwick said, "or have the same special talents, but most of the special talents are also inherited by blood."

"That must be the descendant of Salazar, there is no objection to that, I think I also encountered it in the Amazon forest..." Lockhart interjected confidently, and once again shared his suspicious The adventure of coming.

Flott gave Lockhart a sideways look, and interrupted him directly: "Salazar didn't marry and have children when he founded Hogwarts."

"In fact, before Hogwarts was founded, he didn't have a wife or children." Professor Binns (History of Magic) Mumu added.

Lockhart was still unwilling to shut up without self-knowledge: "But we all know that he left Hogwarts later, and has never heard from him since. Maybe a beautiful love story happened."

Even Mrs. Pince, who is usually the most serious, smiled contemptuously and said, "Salazar was over 80 when he left Hogwarts!"

Snape would never let go of this opportunity for sarcasm: "Lockhart, if you can grow old at the age of 80, I will definitely visit you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't make things difficult for him, it's amazing to be able to give birth at the age of 70." Flotte said with a voice.Old Buford was 70 years old when he had her third daughter. However, it turns out that this piece of green means that his body is not as strong as he thought.

"Okay, I think we've strayed off topic. We're going to get back to the Chamber of Secrets." Dumbledore quickly brought the topic back.

"Do you think it might be an illegitimate child?" Professor Sprout asked.

"I don't think it should be. Although most books have mixed praise and criticism on Salazar, there is no book that criticizes him as an irresponsible person." Flotte said.

"It comes from his brother's blood, and is also related to him." Flitwick said, "And we all know that Salazar's most unique talent is Parseltongue."

"The representative animal of Slytherin is a snake. The patron saint of Slytherin's office said Medusa has the ability to petrify. Presumably that monster is probably a basilisk." Snape analyzed with a serious face, "Principal, The secret room was opened decades ago, who did you suspect at that time?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, but he still said: "I have doubts, but if that person is going to open the secret room now, it must be very difficult, so he is unlikely. Well, it's not too early Come on, everyone, go back and rest quickly. Flotte, you stay here, and the others leave the meeting."

After everyone left the principal's office one after another, Dumbledore said, "Is there any clue about Voldemort's trace?"

"Not yet, but I think it should be soon."

"If there is, you must notify me as soon as possible."

"Okay, principal."

This is the first time Dumbledore has asked about this since the beginning of school, but...why ask now?

The author has something to say:

I don't know if this is considered to be teasing Harry, hahahahahahaha.