Chapter 159 The Final Chapter of the Secret Room (1)
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The big explosion caused by Sule made the castle noisy for several days, which could be regarded as dispelling the panic among the students because of Dumbledore's departure.
Soul had been worried all day that one day Fox would suddenly show up in the Room of Requirement with Dumbledore to settle the score with him.
He was very worried about having to bear a large amount of debt at a young age.
Just think about it, you know how many precious things there would be in the burned Forbidden Forest. At least the few boxes of gold galleons in the vault are definitely not enough to compensate.
Hermione brought new news to Soul after a herbal medicine class---according to Professor Sprout's estimate, the burned forest would take at least 150 years to recover.
Soul became even more worried.
Fortunately, there is some good news, and no, it can’t be said to be good news.
"The mandrake is about to mature. Professor McGonagall said that all the petrified students will be able to return to class in a few days." Hermione said happily,
"This also means that you don't have to hide here every day until you can go out for a walk at night."
"I don't think this is good news..." Su Er sighed, which meant that he would soon have to leave this kind of life where he could sleep until he woke up naturally and do whatever he wanted.
"Huh?" Hermione tilted her head, "Isn't this good news?"
"Forget it, it'll be a matter of time. How are Harry and the others doing lately?" Sol asked, looking at Hermione who was reviewing class notes according to her review plan.
"Fortunately." Hermione twisted her wrist and said without raising her head, "They confirmed that the monster was the basilisk. I showed them the book collection, and then they have been trying to find where the basilisk came from. Which pipe in the castle did he escape from?"
"Then...why...didn't you go looking for it with them?" Suer looked at her in surprise.
"I think the final exams that start on June [-]st are more important than the basilisk," Hermione said.
Well, as expected of you...
Hermione's lack of interest in the basilisk was beyond Soul's expectation. After all, she had been helping Harry and the others search for the monster in the castle some time ago.
However, it is reasonable to act like this after finding the answer.
Hermione often pursues something just for an answer...
The weather is gradually getting hotter, and the coldness of last year is finally kicked away by the spring breeze step by step.
Mr. Merlin opened the lettered Balenciaga with satisfaction.
Hermione made a hurried trip to the Room of Requirement this morning and left in a hurry.
Only one sentence was left...
"The basilisk has appeared. Professor McGonagall asked the students to go back to their respective lounges. I may not be able to come here at night. There is already chaos in the castle."
Just as Hermione said, when Soul walked out of the Room of Requirement at noon, the castle was frighteningly silent, even more frightening than when it was under martial law.
At least there were still professors and ghosts patrolling the castle before, and occasionally they would see pets released from the lounge by the little wizard to get some air.
Here we go... Soul wandered around the castle and returned to the Room of Requirement.
Although I am very curious about how Dumbledore will resurrect the dead 'basilisk', it doesn't matter, we will know the result tomorrow.
After flipping through the History of Magic textbook, Hermione had already underlined the content that might be tested on the final exam, but in Soul's opinion, there was no need to underline the lines...
Because she ticked almost everything off... only a few sporadic brushstrokes of history survived.
What's the difference between this special brew and memorizing the entire book?
The hypnotic function of the History of Magic textbook is only slightly inferior to that of Professor Binns. Suer fell asleep after reading it for less than an hour.
The bed behind him was like a beautiful woman standing under the street lamp, lifting her skirt, waving to him gently.
Which veteran cadre can withstand such a test?
Suer finally lost to the temptation of bed.
"Zzzz..." The Room of Requirement returned to silence.
The last thing that woke Soul up was his growling stomach, and the bed pulled him to prevent him from getting up.
But his empty stomach protested to him, and he raised his sword to attack the seal.
The solution to this conflict was the Room of Requirement, which brought food from the kitchen and thoughtfully set up a small table on the bed.
Well...you can always trust the Hogwarts kitchen, even if it's a dark dish like looking up at the stars, food magic can always make it delicious.
Before Su Er could stuff the pudding into his mouth, he felt his collar being picked up by two claws.
Familiar formula, familiar taste.
The firelight disappeared in a flash. Sur was used to it. He was wearing pajamas and calmly stuffed a mouthful of pudding into his mouth.
"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Today's pudding tastes great. Would you like a bite?"
"No need, Mr. Bones." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "It seems that I have been very happy these days."
"It's okay, it's okay." Su Er finished the pudding in a few words, then turned around to observe where he was being taken by Sister Fox.
This is a quite long and quite familiar corridor.
Oh, isn't this the place where the basilisk died tragically?
"The commotion you caused in the Forbidden Forest is quite big." Dumbledore said warmly, raising his hand and patting Soul's shoulder gently, "Minerva wrote me a letter, and the centaurs leader also asked me to give it to you. Sending you a hello.”
Su Er shivered at the chill that spread from his shoulders to his whole body, and laughed a few times.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to ask you to compensate." Dumbledore seemed to see through Soul's thoughts, "I think you should have guessed my purpose of bringing you here."
"Harry?" Soul asked tentatively.
But Dumbledore just looked at him and didn't answer the question.
"Many times, the future we see is just the result of many points driving the direction. Therefore, everything we do is to guide things to the future we want, and try our best to guide it to the result we want."
"As you can see, Mr. Bones."
Being an old Riddler, this answer was incomprehensible, but it alerted Soul.
"...Professor, what do you mean?" Su Er was confused on the face, but very clear in his heart---
"Old Bee really read the memory..."
"It's nothing, Mr. Bones." Dumbledore looked at the end of the corridor, his tone was still gentle, but the answer was the answer that Soul wanted to know in his heart, "I did see part of your memory."
"This is why I want you to learn Occlumency as soon as possible."
"For wizards with good skills, they have countless ways to get you invaded without knowing it."
"However, Legilimency also has its inevitable drawbacks. It allows a wizard to see the memory of the subject when the subject is awake, but can only see the part of the memory that is currently being thought about."
"Even if I want to read the complete memory of a wizard, I have to put the wizard in a situation where there is no resistance. There is also a prerequisite that the wizard has not been exposed to Occlumency."
Soul understood and was glad that Dumbledore had an accurate understanding of his own power and had enough restraint...
"I will learn it as soon as possible." Soul replied respectfully.
"Severus reported to me your study progress." Dumbledore nodded, "It's beyond my expectation, and I'm very much looking forward to your future."
"Okay, they're here."
Soul had been worried all day that one day Fox would suddenly show up in the Room of Requirement with Dumbledore to settle the score with him.
He was very worried about having to bear a large amount of debt at a young age.
Just think about it, you know how many precious things there would be in the burned Forbidden Forest. At least the few boxes of gold galleons in the vault are definitely not enough to compensate.
Hermione brought new news to Soul after a herbal medicine class---according to Professor Sprout's estimate, the burned forest would take at least 150 years to recover.
Soul became even more worried.
Fortunately, there is some good news, and no, it can’t be said to be good news.
"The mandrake is about to mature. Professor McGonagall said that all the petrified students will be able to return to class in a few days." Hermione said happily,
"This also means that you don't have to hide here every day until you can go out for a walk at night."
"I don't think this is good news..." Su Er sighed, which meant that he would soon have to leave this kind of life where he could sleep until he woke up naturally and do whatever he wanted.
"Huh?" Hermione tilted her head, "Isn't this good news?"
"Forget it, it'll be a matter of time. How are Harry and the others doing lately?" Sol asked, looking at Hermione who was reviewing class notes according to her review plan.
"Fortunately." Hermione twisted her wrist and said without raising her head, "They confirmed that the monster was the basilisk. I showed them the book collection, and then they have been trying to find where the basilisk came from. Which pipe in the castle did he escape from?"
"Then...why...didn't you go looking for it with them?" Suer looked at her in surprise.
"I think the final exams that start on June [-]st are more important than the basilisk," Hermione said.
Well, as expected of you...
Hermione's lack of interest in the basilisk was beyond Soul's expectation. After all, she had been helping Harry and the others search for the monster in the castle some time ago.
However, it is reasonable to act like this after finding the answer.
Hermione often pursues something just for an answer...
The weather is gradually getting hotter, and the coldness of last year is finally kicked away by the spring breeze step by step.
Mr. Merlin opened the lettered Balenciaga with satisfaction.
Hermione made a hurried trip to the Room of Requirement this morning and left in a hurry.
Only one sentence was left...
"The basilisk has appeared. Professor McGonagall asked the students to go back to their respective lounges. I may not be able to come here at night. There is already chaos in the castle."
Just as Hermione said, when Soul walked out of the Room of Requirement at noon, the castle was frighteningly silent, even more frightening than when it was under martial law.
At least there were still professors and ghosts patrolling the castle before, and occasionally they would see pets released from the lounge by the little wizard to get some air.
Here we go... Soul wandered around the castle and returned to the Room of Requirement.
Although I am very curious about how Dumbledore will resurrect the dead 'basilisk', it doesn't matter, we will know the result tomorrow.
After flipping through the History of Magic textbook, Hermione had already underlined the content that might be tested on the final exam, but in Soul's opinion, there was no need to underline the lines...
Because she ticked almost everything off... only a few sporadic brushstrokes of history survived.
What's the difference between this special brew and memorizing the entire book?
The hypnotic function of the History of Magic textbook is only slightly inferior to that of Professor Binns. Suer fell asleep after reading it for less than an hour.
The bed behind him was like a beautiful woman standing under the street lamp, lifting her skirt, waving to him gently.
Which veteran cadre can withstand such a test?
Suer finally lost to the temptation of bed.
"Zzzz..." The Room of Requirement returned to silence.
The last thing that woke Soul up was his growling stomach, and the bed pulled him to prevent him from getting up.
But his empty stomach protested to him, and he raised his sword to attack the seal.
The solution to this conflict was the Room of Requirement, which brought food from the kitchen and thoughtfully set up a small table on the bed.
Well...you can always trust the Hogwarts kitchen, even if it's a dark dish like looking up at the stars, food magic can always make it delicious.
Before Su Er could stuff the pudding into his mouth, he felt his collar being picked up by two claws.
Familiar formula, familiar taste.
The firelight disappeared in a flash. Sur was used to it. He was wearing pajamas and calmly stuffed a mouthful of pudding into his mouth.
"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Today's pudding tastes great. Would you like a bite?"
"No need, Mr. Bones." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "It seems that I have been very happy these days."
"It's okay, it's okay." Su Er finished the pudding in a few words, then turned around to observe where he was being taken by Sister Fox.
This is a quite long and quite familiar corridor.
Oh, isn't this the place where the basilisk died tragically?
"The commotion you caused in the Forbidden Forest is quite big." Dumbledore said warmly, raising his hand and patting Soul's shoulder gently, "Minerva wrote me a letter, and the centaurs leader also asked me to give it to you. Sending you a hello.”
Su Er shivered at the chill that spread from his shoulders to his whole body, and laughed a few times.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to ask you to compensate." Dumbledore seemed to see through Soul's thoughts, "I think you should have guessed my purpose of bringing you here."
"Harry?" Soul asked tentatively.
But Dumbledore just looked at him and didn't answer the question.
"Many times, the future we see is just the result of many points driving the direction. Therefore, everything we do is to guide things to the future we want, and try our best to guide it to the result we want."
"As you can see, Mr. Bones."
Being an old Riddler, this answer was incomprehensible, but it alerted Soul.
"...Professor, what do you mean?" Su Er was confused on the face, but very clear in his heart---
"Old Bee really read the memory..."
"It's nothing, Mr. Bones." Dumbledore looked at the end of the corridor, his tone was still gentle, but the answer was the answer that Soul wanted to know in his heart, "I did see part of your memory."
"This is why I want you to learn Occlumency as soon as possible."
"For wizards with good skills, they have countless ways to get you invaded without knowing it."
"However, Legilimency also has its inevitable drawbacks. It allows a wizard to see the memory of the subject when the subject is awake, but can only see the part of the memory that is currently being thought about."
"Even if I want to read the complete memory of a wizard, I have to put the wizard in a situation where there is no resistance. There is also a prerequisite that the wizard has not been exposed to Occlumency."
Soul understood and was glad that Dumbledore had an accurate understanding of his own power and had enough restraint...
"I will learn it as soon as possible." Soul replied respectfully.
"Severus reported to me your study progress." Dumbledore nodded, "It's beyond my expectation, and I'm very much looking forward to your future."
"Okay, they're here."
