Chapter 248 The family to which Gress belongs, the secret of the secret room being opened fifty year

When Harry handed the clipping to Gress, Gress was impatiently asking them: "Don't you think it's funny?"

He said: "The Weasley family really likes Muggles and everything about Muggles. They should live in the Muggle world instead of staying in the wizarding world.

Speaking of this family, we have to mention Ron. Ron's existence made me feel for the first time that pure-blood families are not omnipotent.

Haha, even the most noble bloodline may have a fool, such as Ron, who doesn't look like anyone in their family at all.

Look, his eldest brother, second brother, twin brothers... Which one is not smart, only Ron, Ron doesn't look like anyone in their family at all..."

Ron disguised as Crabbe, his face twitched violently a few times, looking a little distorted.

Gress frowned and asked, "Crabbe, what's wrong with you?"

Ron responded quickly and said, "I feel a little pain in my stomach."

Gress: "Then go to the hospital and kick those mudbloods for me."

He turned to look at Goyle, who was disguised as Harry: "I'm going back to the dormitory. Do you want to go back with me?"

Harry was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly realized that Goyle, Crabbe and Gress were all in the same dormitory.

That's great!

Harry immediately said, "I want to go back!"

Ron also hurriedly said, "I'll go back too."

Gress asked, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

Ron muttered, "I think I can bear it."

Gress: "Okay."

The two followed Gress all the way, listening to his mumbling complaints.

It is obvious that Gress is very concerned about Harry Potter, and at the same time, he is also worried about the other Parseltongue inheritors.

"It's not surprising that Harry inherited Parseltongue. After all, he defeated You-Know-Who when he was young. He comes from the ancient Potter family, and his mother is also a wizard. From this point of view, he is not a half-blood.

But why does Lin Xia also speak Parseltongue? She is just a Hufflepuff! And Mikel, where did this unknown person come from?

I heard that Mikel Bain is Harry's roommate. Could it be that the talent of Parseltongue can also be inherited through daily interactions? I don't understand."

Harry's mind turned quickly and said, "But Gress, you also speak Parseltongue, you can speak Parseltongue, and you have a good talent."

Gress raised his head proudly: "When I was born, my parents detected that I had a strong magical talent and also observed that I could speak Parseltongue.

I am the hope of our family. The glory of the family is all placed on me. I will lead my family from decline to glory and restore the glory of the past."

Gress said as he walked into the dormitory.

Harry and Ron then began to observe Slytherin's dormitory, which was completely different from Gryffindor's style.

Ron felt that he would be very uncomfortable staying in such a cold and humid environment.

Suddenly, Harry found the tie clip that Greg had placed on the table.

He thought of Lin Xia's reminder, so he asked: "Greg, your tie clip is very nice, where did you buy it from?"

Greg looked over and asked back: "Do you want it?"

Harry, disguised as Goyle, said: "Yes."

Greg said proudly: "That's a pity, there is probably only one in the world. This is a gift from a family, but I received news a few days ago that the family no longer exists.

I don't know who they offended, and they even destroyed the entire manor. It's a pity, but I think about the usual behavior of this family, it's not surprising that it will be destroyed..."

He spoke quickly and revealed a piece of news.

"This family often sells house elves, and I don't know where they get them from."

Harry's heart tightened, and he couldn't wait to ask: "House elves? Did he sell house elves to you?"

Gress said without thinking: "Of course, I got to know them through house elves, but that was more than ten years ago.

The house elf they gave me was very thin and weak. I was a little skeptical about how that thin body could do so many chores?

But the fact is that I underestimated the elves. They are first-class hands at doing housework."

Harry's heart was beating like a drum, and he pretended to be curious and asked : "Is that house-elf still there? Why haven't I seen you take it out?"

Grace said with great disdain: "Hogwarts does not allow students to bring house-elfs, don't you know?

Oh, yes, neither of your families have house-elfs, so naturally you don't know these things..."

He said to himself with a boastful tone: "But my house-elf ran away, and I don't know where it went. It's really troublesome. At worst, I can ask my dad to buy another one..."

Harry asked anxiously: "Aren't you going to catch it back?"

Grace frowned, feeling strange about his attitude.

"What does this have to do with you? Why do you question me?"

Harry immediately said: "No, I just think it will be very inconvenient for you to not have the service of a house-elf."

Grace thought for a while, "Well, it's a bit inconvenient, but it's okay. Forget it, let's not talk about these things, let's talk about the Chamber of Secrets.

Who is the owner of the Chamber of Secrets? If someone comes forward to admit it, I will not hesitate to tutor him..."

Ron subconsciously said: "I thought you knew all this. Aren't you the heir of the Chamber of Secrets? You can speak Parseltongue!"

Gris said angrily: "How many times have I told you that I am not the heir of the Chamber of Secrets!

My father didn't tell me about the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened. That was fifty years ago, and my father was not born at that time!

Instead of asking me, you might as well ask Hagrid.

Although this big guy who looks extremely mentally retarded only makes friends with Gryffindor students, he was expelled from Hogwarts fifty years ago because of the Chamber of Secrets..."

Harry suddenly remembered that Greg had always emphasized family honor, so he asked: "Gris, which pure-blood family is your family from?"

This This sentence seemed to have caught the sore spot of Gress, and he shouted: "I suspect you are humiliating me. My family is not a pure-blood family!

I remember that I told you two when I just started school... Although it is not, I will let my family slowly restore its former glory and take back the surname that should have been passed down!

'Malfoy' is the name that my family should have, but because of the continuous decline, it was demoted to a side branch, and then directly fell into an ordinary family, not even worthy of a surname.

What talent does Malfoy Draco have?

Even if he has excellent grades and becomes an excellent student at Hogwarts, he is just a Hufflepuff. I really feel humiliated for him..."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both a little nervous.

They felt that they had heard some secret secrets.

This information is too much!

Gress's ancestors turned out to be the Malfoy family, but the surname was taken away?

No wonder their family can get in touch with the Malfoy side branch family and buy house elves.

But what about Hagrid?

Hagrid was actually expelled fifty years ago, and it was related to the Chamber of Secrets?

Gris talked about the recent strict investigation by the Ministry of Magic, "Fortunately, they didn't find anything. My father has some very valuable treasures. Fortunately, we set up our own Chamber of Secrets under the floor of the living room..."

Malfoy looked at them, and they were also looking at Malfoy.

From Malfoy's pupils, Ron suddenly noticed that his hair was turning red and his nose was slowly getting longer--

Their time is up!

Harry also saw this scene, and a trace of horror flashed across their eyes.

"I'm going to get medicine for my stomachache."

Ron muttered vaguely, and stopped talking nonsense. He jumped up with Harry and quickly jumped out of the Slytherin common room.

At the same time, Draco was here.

Through "telepathy", he finally found the banned book that was most in line with his heart.

Draco stopped beside a small grass and decided not to continue looking.

"That's him!"

He reached out to grab the grass, and the next moment, the world spun around, and Draco came to a remote and narrow wooden house.

He looked around and felt a faint scent of grass and trees around him.

Looking down, he saw a magic book spread out in front of his table.

Draco pulled out a chair, put the kerosene lamp aside, secretly held the leaf of sobriety in his hand, and quickly read it.

The book he chose was a forbidden book about potions.

But it was unexpected.

This book did not record many secret forbidden potions that could not be told to others.

On the contrary, it recorded the most basic potion ratios.

Draco read on with a doubtful attitude.

As time went by, he gradually realized that this forbidden book wanted to explain to him the truth of the formula combination.

Potions seem complicated, and each ingredient seems to be unrelated, but in fact it is not.

Among all the materials, there is an invisible connection that involves them together, so that all kinds of strange potions can be created and formulated.

This book teaches him to feel the invisible "rhythm" between the ingredients.

If he can grasp this rhythm, not only can he get twice the result with half the effort in preparing potions, but he may also try to create a new potion himself.

For a moment, Draco thought of Lin Xia.

Did Lin Xia also feel the invisible rhythm between the ingredients, so she could easily improve the potion?

Draco didn't know that the mysterious East had already studied the effects of various mysterious oriental herbs.

Even if he was not a warlock, but just an ordinary person.

According to the effects of herbs, he could prepare a "detoxification and fire reduction", "heat-clearing and fire-removing", "dampness-removing and fire-removing" and other medicinal drinks at any time.

When Draco was immersed in reading the book, various strange phenomena began to emerge on the edge of the forbidden book.

But because he was too focused, he didn't pay attention to these strange phenomena, and couldn't give them any thoughts at all.

But these strange phenomena were observed by the two professors outside.

McGonagall asked, "Did Draco use the Leaf of Awakening?"

Sprout took a look and said, "No, I told him to use it when he felt something was wrong, but he never used it. These visions don't seem to bother him."

Professor McGonagall thought of something, "How is Draco's resistance to the evil god's whispers? He also participated in the night patrol. Has Olivier tested him?"

Sprout said, "Yes, I have tested it. The resistance is unexpectedly high. The test disk lights up red. This is deep resistance."

McGonagall was a little surprised.

Neither Lin Xia nor Draco were students in her college, so she paid little attention to them.

She was very familiar with Lin Xia's situation, and it was because Lin Xia would discuss transformation with her, so she took the initiative to find out more about it.

Unexpectedly, even Draco came to Deep Resistance.

She thought of Hermione.

Hermione was very talented and received the Hogwarts Excellent Student Badge, but she only came to ordinary resistance.

When it comes to resisting the evil god's whispers, her talent is mediocre.

Professor McGonagall nodded and said: "Olivi should be very happy, another student who is deeply resistant has appeared."

Sprout smiled: "They are too young and cannot be trained. At least wait until they are in the fourth grade."

Professor McGonagall shook her head: "I think the third grade can prepare for it. It's better to let them study it in advance."

Mag had no doubt that Draco's deep resistance was thanks to Lin Xia.

The main reason is that there are too few people who can resist the evil god's whispers!

There are so many high-level wizards involved in the research on the evil god's whispers, but none of them have made good progress.

If Lin Xia had some way to easily resist, and could wholesale copy it to other wizards, wouldn't it be a fantasy?

Professor McGonagall only thought that an ancient pure-blood family like Malfoy must have some special means, so Draco could achieve deep resistance.

As for Lin Xia, she has a physique that can completely resist mumbling.

This kind of physique cannot be studied by human power at all, but is a talent that is destined to exist from birth.

The scene returned to Lin Xia.

After passing through various terrains, avoiding many high-level dangerous areas, and ambushing her left and right, she finally came to a small lake.

Lin Xia was relieved and relieved at the same time.

The lake is small and cannot accommodate large magical creatures, so she should not encounter anything that she cannot deal with.

But this place was not what she expected.

Originally, Lin Xia thought that the place with the most vitality was very safe.

But when she came to the lake and felt the many shuddering smells in the lake, she realized that she had been wrong.

The place with the most vitality is not the safest place.

It's just a strong vitality that completely covers up the thick ink of crisis.

Thick ink represents crisis and death, which is completely inferior to vitality, so it is covered with vitality.

Lin Xia also came to this place and realized that what was hidden in the place with the most vitality through [Wang Qi] was actually the magic stone.

At the end of the first-year semester.

The mysterious man failed to snatch the magic stone and used a copying spell to scatter the magic stone.

Some of the magic stones were scattered in the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore announced that all the Philosopher's Stones had been disposed of.

But it's not.

The real gold has been left in the Forbidden Forest, waiting for people to discover it.

Lin Xia's wrist was burning hot, constantly urging her to find the magic stone.

She suppressed the restlessness of the balance of fate and carefully observed the small lake.

In the end, she decided to take a safe approach——

Fry the fish first!