blogombal Chapter 149 Wrong Case
Chapter 149 Wrong Case
"Fox."
After hearing Dumbledore's words, the phoenix flapped its wings and flew into the air, waving the long golden feathers behind its tail, as if it wanted a few people to catch it.
Snape looked at the phoenix's shining eyes with suspicion for a moment, then looked it up and down, with obvious distrust in his tone: "If I understand correctly, the principal means that we all need to take this ride." Just go back?"
"Of course, Severus, you don't have to worry about whether you are too heavy." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Fox is not an ordinary bird, he can take us all back to the castle... Severus Si?"
"I'd better not bother it." Snape snorted coldly, turned around and threw off his black robe. He flew up like a big bat, crossed the room first, and rushed into the dark tunnel.
"Oh?" Regulus was a little surprised when he saw Snape's move.
Flying without the help of a broom, magic carpet or other tools is very difficult to do.There is no doubt that Voldemort mastered the ability to fly, but exactly how he achieved this, Regulus did not know.
As far as he knew, only a few Death Eaters had learned this magic from Voldemort, and it was unexpected that Snape was one of them.
"It seems Severus has his own way..." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "So, are you ready?"
Regulus looked at the phoenix's long tail feathers hanging in front of his eyes and nodded.
This is not the first time he has tried a similar mode of transportation.
The two of them each held a tail feather. The tail feather was incredibly hot, like a ball of coals, but miraculously it did not burn their hands.The phoenix happily let out a sweet song-like cry that echoed in the empty chamber.
A strange sense of relaxation instantly came from the hand holding the phoenix feather, and Regulus felt that his whole body became as light as a feather.
It seems that the Phoenix carries heavy objects not by strength, but by its unique magic.
Fawkes spread his wings, got into the water pipe, and quickly flew upwards. It didn't take long for him to catch up with Snape who was flying ahead.
Because the pipe was very narrow, Snape was stuck in the middle of the pipe alone. Fox had no choice but to slow down his flying speed and follow Snape, making several dissatisfied chirps from time to time to urge him.
"Severus...if you don't mind, I'd still like to ask you to join us..." Dumbledore persuaded.
But Snape obviously didn't intend to appreciate it. He just turned aside and flew into a fork in the road, getting out of the way of the main pipe.
Fox flapped his wings suddenly twice, and quickly shook off Snape like an arrow. Regulus suspected that even the latest Nimbus 2000 was probably no more than this. The speed at which they flew back to the surface, Even faster than when sliding down.
After returning to the bathroom from the entrance to the secret room, Fox seemed a little unsatisfied. He took Dumbledore and Regulus to circle around the room, and then landed on the white marble roof that was still floating in the air. superior.
The tail feathers dropped to a height close to the ground. As soon as the two let go, they landed lightly on the wet ground.
Myrtle discovered Fox's commotion early in the morning, floated out of her toilet room, floated in mid-air in front of Dumbledore, and said in a tone full of regret: "Professor Dumbledore...I I have just been thinking that if you die down there, maybe I will have a few more neighbors."
Snape flew up at just this moment, and upon hearing Myrtle's words, his already sallow complexion turned even worse.
"Miss Myrtle, I'm very sorry for what happened 50 years ago." Dumbledore said to Myrtle formally, "We have dealt with the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, and I believe you don't want to To see another student encounter the same horrible thing as you."
"So, I am the only student who died at the hands of that monster in the 1000 years since the school was founded?" Myrtle said, "This makes me feel quite honored."
"Yes, no students will have any more accidents in the future." Dumbledore said solemnly.
Myrtle's glasses turned to pearl color, and she flew back to her toilet room tremblingly, never to come out again.
After a brief silence, the sinks suddenly made a clicking sound, and the mechanism returned to its position, hiding the entrance to the secret room again.
"The things here have been taken care of. The principal shouldn't need me to do anything." Snape said impatiently, "I still have classes to attend in the afternoon, and I'm different from some idle people who have nothing to do. .”
Regulus had no doubt that if Sirius heard this, he would definitely have a fight with Snape, regardless of whether Dumbledore was present next to him, but he just smiled faintly and ignored Snape. Nepp's gun and stick.
"Actually, we also have some important things to do in the afternoon..." Dumbledore suddenly said, "Regulus, if there is nothing important, you might as well stay in the school and be a witness."
Regulus nodded, agreeing to Dumbledore's proposal.
Snape snorted and turned to leave, but after he opened the bathroom door, he did not go out immediately.
There were people outside the door, several red heads and black messy hair.
"Potter, and you Weasleys, it's lunch break, why are you in this women's bathroom?" Snape used his usual greasy and malicious voice again, "Let's Let me think about it...how should I punish you?"
"Severus, I think they got the news from Miss Granger and came to check the situation..." Dumbledore walked to the door and rescued Harry and others, "We hope that students will remain appropriately curious. Heart, so that they will not lose interest in life... But Harry, you should be in the common room of your own college now, not the girls' bathroom..."
Harry immediately understood what Dumbledore meant, and before Snape announced his decision to deduct points from Gryffindor, he took Ron, who was still standing, and ran away.
As for the Weasley twins, they had already sneaked along the wall a few meters away when Dumbledore spoke, and by this time they had disappeared.
Snape walked straight to his office without saying a word.
"He has nothing to complain about. He just lost a few points from Gryffindor." Regulus watched Snape's figure turn the corner. "Those things on the basilisk are priceless treasures. I bet he will come back." When I go to the office, I will definitely lock the door and have some fun..."
Perhaps thinking that the scene of Snape enjoying himself was too funny, after Regulus finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.
"Severus... there are probably not many things that can make him truly happy." Dumbledore whispered in a voice that only he could hear.
"what?"
"It's nothing... let's go back to my office. I have to write a few letters to explain the situation... I hope they can take this matter seriously."
The two returned to the principal's office. Dumbledore first scrawled a few lines on a piece of old parchment, folded it into a paper airplane and threw it out the window. Then he formally started drafting a letter and signed it. After that, he also stamped his own exclusive seal.
Regulus sat quietly on the chair, watching the old headmaster complete these processes.
Soon, the door to the principal's office was opened, and standing outside the door was the hunting ground warden Rubeus Hagrid.
"Headmaster, do you have anything important to do with me? I'm going to get a new manticore in the next two days..." Hagrid was still holding the paper plane that Dumbledore had just thrown out in one hand. Covered in mud and weeds, it looked like it had just had a wrestling match with some giant creature.
"Rupert, this matter is much more important than the Manticore. It's about what happened 50 years ago." Dumbledore conjured an extra-large chair.
After hearing "that incident 50 years ago," Hagrid immediately clenched his pink umbrella with his other hand.
Regulus had always been curious as to why a rough man like Hagrid would get an umbrella whose color did not match his own and carry it with him everywhere, never leaving his hand.
Perhaps the answer to this mystery can be revealed today.
"Okay, I... um... I'm waiting here." Hagrid pulled up the huge chair and sat down a little awkwardly, "What do you mean..."
"We found the secret room and killed the monster inside." Dumbledore said bluntly.
"Chamber of Secrets..." Hagrid's voice trembled slightly.
"Yes, you and your... friends can get rid of this crime that does not belong to you." Dumbledore comforted, "It's a pity that you can't re-enroll and complete the remaining four years of courses, but if You need a new wand..."
"This is very useful." Hagrid waved the pink umbrella and said, "I am very satisfied with my life now, but I am suffering from Aragog. Can I use it..."
"I don't think so." Dumbledore stopped Hagrid's delusion seriously.
"Aragog?" Regulus asked doubtfully.
"An Acromantula, once a partner of Hagrid." Dumbledore explained, "Fifty years ago, Aragog was thought to be the monster in the Chamber of Secrets and killed Myrtle."
"So, in order to calm down the matter as quickly as possible, the people in the Ministry of Magic even ignored common sense." Regulus sighed, "Being killed by the Acromantula and being killed by the Basilisk are completely different. It’s different… I don’t believe they couldn’t see that there were no Acromantula-inflicted wounds on Myrtle’s body.”
He quickly figured out a rough idea: Hagrid, who was studying at Hogwarts at the time, had an Acromantula in the school.Then when the secret room incident occurred, he was framed, the Acromantula was pushed out as a scapegoat, and Hagrid was defined as the murderer who opened the secret room.
He didn't say a word.
According to his understanding, it was impossible to find Slytherin's secret room with Hagrid's level of sophistication.
But no one even raised doubts about this matter, which meant that within the Ministry of Magic, even Armando Dippet, the then principal of Hogwarts, hoped that the impact of this vicious incident would end there.
And the real murderer would not be stupid enough to dare to act rashly after Hagrid was convicted.
In this way, the crisis in the secret room can be temporarily relieved.
Two hours later, Cornelius Fudge, who was short and stocky and wearing a dark green top hat, walked into the principal's office first, followed by two Auror bodyguards who Regulus had also seen before. They were Delis and Kingsley Shacklebolt.
Along with him came the toad-like Deputy Minister Dolores Umbridge, and the old lion-like Auror Office Chief Rufus Scrimgeour.
"Principal Dumbledore, it is said that you have a very important matter that needs to be discussed with us." Fudge held the top hat in his hand and unconsciously twirled the brim. "According to the description in your letter, this seems to involve something that happened 50 years ago." An old case..."
"Yes, everyone made a mistake at that time, including me..." Dumbledore glanced in the direction of Hagrid, then turned to Fudge and continued, "So I am very happy that you can come here today, Connelly, we can work together to correct the mistakes of the past and restore the innocence of those who were innocently affected. For this reason, we..."
"Ahem." An untimely cough suddenly sounded, interrupting Dumbledore's words.
Dumbledore looked at Umbridge questioningly and stopped talking to Fudge.
Regulus raised his eyebrows.
In his mind, Dumbledore had rarely been interrupted so rudely in a formal setting.
"According to Principal Dumbledore's description in the letter, it seems that something urgent happened at Hogwarts, and the minister must arrive within an hour, otherwise the school will seem to be closed. But we had to postpone several important events. meeting, disrupting the original work arrangement, and after making a special trip to Hogwarts Castle, she was told that she was just here to deal with an old and irrelevant case." Umbridge tightened her voice and screamed. Said, "We hope that the principal can give a reasonable explanation for this. You can write a report and submit it to the Ministry of Magic. After we arrange the time, we will send staff over to solve the matter instead of coming here specially." Hogwarts is a waste of time, we—"
There was a loud bang, causing Umbridge's tirade to come to an abrupt end.
It was Kingsley who suddenly accidentally knocked over a piece of silverware on Dumbledore's table.
"I'm sorry, Principal, I want to fix it...but..." Kingsley hurriedly tried to straighten the silverware, but the silverware lay stubbornly on the table and refused to get up.
"Just leave it there," Dumbledore said with a smile.
Kingsley took a step back, away from Dumbledore's desk.
At the same time, Regulus noticed that Hagrid, who was standing in the corner, relaxed his clenched fists.
He had no doubt that if the woman named Umbridge continued to be rude to Dumbledore, Hagrid, who respected Dumbledore immensely, would probably do something rude to her.