Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 330: The net gradually closed

Malfoy successfully aroused the interest of the Slytherin students present, and he soon started his own [Secret Room Experience].

Of course, in Malfoy's description, all his knowledge of the Chamber of Secrets is based on the information left by the family.

"...When you walk through the green and mysterious stone path, when you walk through those stone pillars coiled with big snakes, you will stand on a small circular square... I bet that absolutely no one can remain calm after seeing what is in front of them. You will feel the coldness rising crazily from the tailbone, and the sound of you trying to swallow your saliva can be clearly heard in the silent and empty secret room..."

I have to say that Malfoy is a good storyteller, even if he has no experience at all, just relying on the information given by Sean and some of his own processing, the whole story is very vivid.

The Slytherins present held their breath unconsciously, they were completely attracted by this weird and mysterious secret room.

Malfoy took a big breath, and after seeing the eager expressions of the students around him, he showed a satisfied and proud expression.

In the eyes of everyone expecting, he continued: "It is a huge, intimidating statue. It is as high as the whole room. You have to try your best to raise your head until your neck feels like it is going to break. You can see the face of the statue clearly..."

"Green light lingers around the statue, and those magical rune symbols are constantly flashing on the surface of the statue. Just by looking at it, your eyes will sting and you will cry, and your legs will tremble unconsciously... Then!" Malfoy made a loud voice that shook everyone around him, "You will find that knowledge appeared in your dizzy head! That's right, that is an ancient spell that represents supreme power!"

"You can learn a spell just by looking at it! At this time, you will also realize which great existence the statue in front of you is..."

Malfoy's voice was sometimes low and sometimes tactful, and everyone was mobilized by his story. At this point, everyone had guessed about the owner of the statue, but they were also looking forward to speaking from Malfoy's mouth.

There was a moment of silence in the Slytherin common room. Seeing that the performance was effective enough, Malfoy's eyes flashed a look of satisfaction. He stood up and stretched out his hands with a solemn face.

"That's... the great Salazar Slytherin!"

As a signal, when Malfoy pronounced Slytherin's name, the eyes of the students in the common room lit up and they held their breath.

At the same time, something happened that no one expected.

"Hiss—ha——" The ancient, heavy whisper came from nowhere, making everyone look around in panic.

Even Malfoy was startled and collapsed on the spot. He looked around in a panic, wondering if the mysterious movement came from him.

This is what Sean said, will he help me? Malfoy thought in surprise and panic.

The surprise is that with this cooperation, the effect of his story is directly full, and the panic is why Xiao En can make such a strange movement.

In the passageway of a small secret room separated from the common room by a wall, a basilisk wearing funny glasses is whispering boredly.

It’s so boring... I really want to go back and eat fish... I really want to go back and have a plate of airwing heads...

In the common room, the whispers gradually fell silent. The Slytherin students who stood up in shock looked at each other in horror, and then all looked at Malfoy.

Malfoy pretended to be calm and straightened his tie. He sat back on the chair not too relaxed, his nostrils almost reaching the ceiling.

"Hmph, this is the great Slytherin. When you can peek into its secret corner, the whole of Hogwarts will respond to you."

The Slytherins were stunned, and they looked at each other in disbelief.

Although Malfoy usually has a bad record of bragging, it seems that they can't help but believe the movement in front of them.

In the lounge, the discussion among the crowd grew from small to loud, and eventually became more and more enthusiastic.

This is a great Slytherin!

The students gathered around Malfoy, wanting him to tell more secrets.

Malfoy waved his hand rather dissatisfied, and asked the restless students to step back a little.

"It's about the secrets of the Malfoy family, and even more so about the great Slytherin. How could I tell you all of them? Besides, even the ancestors of the Malfoy family couldn't fully understand the secrets of Slytherin. Hmph, don't blame me for not reminding you. In the thousands of years of Hogwarts' history, many ignorant and fearless wizards were buried in the Slytherin chamber.

This news made others calm down, but some people also raised doubts.

"But the basilisk is dead. Besides, Slytherin's chamber of secrets is reserved for pure-blood wizards. Why would he put the latecomers to death?"

Good question! Just waiting for you!

Malfoy didn't let his face show joy, but instead gave a cold snort of disdain.

"Tch."

His attitude made others puzzled and made others more curious.

Under questioning, Malfoy had an expression of "I don't want to tell you idiots but I decided to give you a chance", he stood up and said, "Everyone, do you think that anyone can be called a real Slytherin?"

The students looked at each other with some hesitation, and saw the hesitation and lack of confidence in the eyes of the people around them.

Malfoy continued: "Salazar Slytherin is a real ambitious man, the greatest of the Big Four. His requirements for future generations cannot be achieved by casting a few small spells in class. My friends, think about it, what kind of house Slytherin is."

He lowered his head and sighed, hiding the joy in his eyes.

He likes the feeling that everyone listens to him, and he likes the feeling of being able to control other people's moods with words.

"Even, I have seen horrifying news in the ancient books in my home..." Malfoy's tone dropped.

Say it, say it! Go on! The little snakes felt itchy all over their bodies, and the Malfoy in front of them was more hateful than those authors who broke chapters in key places.

After getting enough upset and gnashing of teeth, Malfoy sighed deeply and looked at everyone with an inexplicable gaze.

"Someone once heard Salazar Slytherin whisper..."

Everyone pricked up their ears and held their breath.

"The leftover gaze has been watching the entire castle, and he said... Slytherin House is getting more and more disappointing..."

The news hit the little snakes like a bolt from the blue.

They have always been the proudest Slytherin, they are proud of their blood and their house, and the Slytherin they regard as a great man...

The little snakes felt at a loss for the first time.

"Draco, why?" Someone turned around and asked.

Malfoy shook his head silently, as if he didn't know.

When the explosion calmed down, Malfoy's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he said softly: "I am going to set up an association. The purpose of the association is to find out the secrets left by Slytherin. Of course, it is also to make me and us a better and more competent Slytherin."

As soon as these words came out, the other little snakes glanced at him, with hesitation on their faces.

Is it too early to say... Malfoy was a little flustered.

Shawn told him that the establishment of an association should be proposed when the time is ripe enough, and there should be no haste... But just now I felt that the time was ripe...

Malfoy did not show his panic, and finally just walked away lightly.

Crabbe seemed to want to run after him and say something, but Malfoy ignored him.

In the corner, the eyes of Osman who had been staring at this scene lit up.

After a day of observation, he was almost certain that the person who disgusted him was Crabbe. That guy would look at him from time to time. The bag of his robe was always bulging, and he even saw a red liquid dripping down, but Crabbe quickly wiped off the traces and couldn't be caught by himself.

That kid must be harboring resentment, wanting to take revenge on himself who was flattered by Malfoy.

Just wait, when I officially become a member of the special operations investigation team, I will definitely make you regret... Osman's eyes are gloomy.

As for the story Malfoy just told, like most of the Slytherin students, he believed most of it, but it will take some time to wait and see whether this association will join or not.

However, at least one thing is certain, after tonight, Malfoy's reputation in the academy will rapidly expand, and as long as there is a good opportunity, his association will also grow stronger.

This is indeed a good opportunity to squeeze out Crabbe and join Malfoy.

Of course, I need to have evidence, otherwise Malfoy won't ignore me and punish his followers during the establishment of this association.

After thinking through all this, Osman walked towards the dormitory, but just as he opened the door, an object hit his head.

Another **** dead rat!

"Ahhh!" he screamed frantically.

This Crabbe who killed a thousand knives! Just now he and Malfoy walked towards the dormitory, who else could it be but this bastard!

Don't get caught red-handed! Osman nearly gritted his teeth.

The next day, Malfoy's words spread throughout Hogwarts. Some laughed and some hesitated, but it is undeniable that Malfoy did receive the attention of many people.

At the same time, Umbridge didn't punish Malfoy for this, she was almost blatantly favoring the Slytherin students now, if Sean or whoever spread the news, they would definitely be invited to her office for tea.

Meanwhile, news of Osman's torture spread, and Umbridge investigated everyone seriously, but failed to catch the culprit.

Day by day, Malfoy told a few mysterious stories every night as usual, his reputation in Slytherin was getting higher and higher, and the 'Glory Club' he founded had already begun to have members joining.

Osman was still tormented by dead rats, and his recent mental state was approaching the verge of collapse. On weekdays, students from other colleges would be scolded if they accidentally bumped into him.

At this time, Sean was manipulating a silver thread in the Room of Requirement.

Both Hermione and Daisy watched his movements and dared not speak loudly.

Until Sean let go of the wand, the silver thread fell into the glass bottle.

"Sean, are you confident?" Hermione asked.

Sean shrugged: "If it's a large fragment of memory, I can't do it with my current ability, but if it's a repeated fragment, it's not a big problem."

Yes, he is weaving a whole new memory.

Forgetting spells, weaving spells, etc. all belong to the category of memory spells. Simple forgetting spells will only make the person under the spell forget a whole paragraph of content. If other wizards check the memory, it is easy to find something is wrong. The weaving spell is to forge a brand new memory and add it to that person's mind.

Of course, weaving memory is a very difficult magic, especially there are various changing pictures and scenes in it, and you have to quickly make up for the memory gap after casting the forgetting spell.

Therefore, Sean chose a tricky method. He only changed a whole section of repeated pictures, and the changes in the pictures were also very small.

And this, of course, is for Umbridge and Little Aiken.

Now, just wait for the time to come.

The next day, Umbridge announced a news to everyone. In order to better manage the students, she will select a group of people from the student group to join the special operations investigation team.

Osman, who was almost insane after being tortured by dead rats, finally received good news. He became the first member of the investigation team.

It swept away all the gloom and anger in him these days, and he even gave Crabbe a savage look on the bright side.

Crabbe looked confused, he was wondering recently why Osman targeted him so much? Of course, he was never the one who suffered, and an equally vicious look returned to the past.

Osman was very angry, and began to think about how to deal with this idiot.

Free afternoon.

With a dark face, Crabbe walked into the bathroom on the first floor. He put a heavy package by the sink, turned on the faucet and stretched out his hands to scrub vigorously.

A faint red color flowed down the water, and Crabbe was still muttering from time to time.

"Damn mouse! If it weren't for..."

"Click!" The loud sound of the shutter sounded ~IndoMTL.com~ Crabbe turned his head and saw Osman holding the magic camera.

"What are you shooting?!" Crabbe yelled.

There was a cruel smile on Osman's face: "Bastard, I finally got caught..."

"What are you talking about?!" Crabbe's eyes widened.

Osman ignored Crabbe completely and drew out his wand.

"Idiot, Mrs Umbridge gave me the right to manage the students..."

"Who do you think you are?!"

Before Crabbe finished speaking, Osman fired a whipping spell!

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