Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 159: The idiot of the pure blood family

Shawn nodded, as long as the professors know what the monster in the secret room is, then the castle will be much safer.

The only thing that worries him is the person who opened the secret room, and that person is most likely not Tom Riddle...

Shawn thought of the person behind the scenes whose identity has never been identified, the person who stole the key between reality and illusion in the Ministry of Magic.

Is the opening of the secret room aimed at me this time? Or, just to kill?

The professors deliberated for a while, and finally Professor McGonagall came to a conclusion. As Sean said, it is better to believe something than nothing.

"We will find a way, Sean, you should go back to rest-the students have to stay in the auditorium today."

Professor McGonagall asked Hagrid to send Sean back to the auditorium and notify the other professors staying there.

After Sean left, several professors looked at each other, and they all saw the worry and surprise in each other's eyes.

"He's such a sharp kid, it reminds me of Mr. Headmaster," Professor Flitwick said.

Newt nodded in agreement with Flitwick's statement: "From what happened to the present, in a short period of time, not only did he make the most correct choice, but he even deduced a very possible conclusion - I have to say that I have been convinced by him, and I also studied the Chamber of Secrets when I was in school."

"I've been convinced too...Of course, we can't rule out other possibilities. Filch may have been attacked by some kind of profound black magic." Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Albus hasn't come back yet. We need to ensure the safety of the students first. Let's take turns to be on duty tonight."

"I'm fine."

"Okay."

Everyone who expressed their opinions looked at Lockhart who did not speak.

Lockhart took a step back and stammered, "Of, of course, I won't even close my eyes—why do you pair up when you're on duty?"

…

In the auditorium, the students gathered together. Nick's death anniversary party was over, and the ghosts obviously saw the handwriting on the scene of the accident. Similarly, the students soon found out.

The news that the secret room was opened spread like wildfire, and the students became panicked.

They discussed in low voices the legends they had heard, from chimeras to five-legged beasts, the true body of the monster in the secret room was discussed all over the place.

Only the little snakes of Slytherin watched all this with cold eyes. The Chamber of Secrets was opened, and Slytherin House was the last thing to worry about. On the contrary, those dirty mudbloods from other colleges would be sanctioned, which made them feel great.

However, not everyone was full of confidence. In Slytherin House, some people murmured a little guilty. They are not completely pure blood, but their parents are wizards, and many of their ancestors are Muggles.

When Sean walked into the auditorium, everyone focused their attention on it.

However, no one thought he would be the heir of Slytherin, after all, Sean was born in a Muggle family.

"Hey, Wallep, watch out for the heir!" a Slytherin boy shouted at him.

Sean pouted, where in the wizarding world are there any real purebloods? Those families that have always maintained pure blood, such as the Gunter family, have a lot of neuropathy from inbreeding in the family members.

As far as the wizarding world is concerned, if they didn't intermarry with Muggles, they would have been extinct long ago.

"What's your name?" Sean asked lazily.

"Jermaine Bulstrode." The boy replied subconsciously, and then he became annoyed again, "Who do you think you are, pay attention to your attitude."

"Bulstrode, pure blood family..." Sean sighed.

Bulstrode puffed out his chest proudly. Twenty-eight pure-blood families are the glory that their family has always been proud of.

Sean sneered: "Tomorrow I will spend dozens of Galleons to publish a revelation in the Daily Prophet."

Bulstrode suddenly had a bad premonition, but he still sneered and said, "Use your Golden Galleon to beg the heir to let you go? Don't dream, Wallep, all people with impure blood will be purged!"

"The heir of Slytherin really thinks so..." Sean showed an elegant smile, but in Bulstrode's eyes he looked like a devil, "I will write on the revelation, as long as someone can provide proof that the Bulstrode family has Muggle ancestors, I will give him a sum of money. Well, Mr. Bulstrode, what do you think of thirty gold Galleons?"

"What the **** are you talking about!" Bulstrode stretched his neck, but his face was already slightly red.

In today's wizarding world, who can guarantee that their ancestors never married Muggles? Outsiders may not know it, but these pure-blood families know their own family well - no one is 'clean'.

Sean continued to smile and said, "Thirty Galleons are not enough? How about fifty? Coincidentally, I have a lot of spare money, and I can accept a higher price—or, Bulstrode, you can come to me to get the money yourself."

His smile became brighter and brighter: "Then I wrote the evidence on a small piece of paper and threw it in every corner of the castle. Who is the heir? Will he see it? Will he think that you should also be cleared? Ha - how interesting, I'm a little excited when I think about it - Bulstrode, you haven't said it yet, what do you think is the right price?"

Bulstrode blushed, and he really wanted to scold the other party loudly, but Sean gave too much—he was worried that some old antiques who were short of money would really reveal the secrets of his family.

His great-grandmother was actually a Squib, the son of wizards and Muggles.

What if the heir of Slytherin is really strict...

Snape, who had been standing at the door, came in~IndoMTL.com~He looked at Sean coldly: "Go back to your seat, Wallep, if you don't want to be deducted points."

Sean smiled and did not speak again. These pure bloodists not only have abnormal brain circuits, but also have insufficient IQ.

He was just threatening, who would spend money on such an idiot? However, Bulstrode's performance has proved everything.

"Bulstrode, I wish you good luck, maybe the heir is by your side." He said lightly and walked away.

It was only then that Bulstrode realized: This **** is cheating on me!

Beside him, the eyes of the little snakes were a little strange, and they unconsciously distanced themselves from Bulstrode.

"This, this bastard!" He wanted to curse, but in the end he could only growl in his heart.

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