HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"Madam Pomfrey."

Madam Pomfrey glanced inside the Hospital Wing and closed the door.

"Professor Snape."

"Can you detect any signs of tampering with her memory?"

"My abilities are limited." Madam Pomfrey shook her head, "But she has been here several times this month, and I remember her."

Snape nodded, thoughtfully.

There was definitely something wrong with Lockhart.

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[“Lena, why…why are you in a place like this! I thought…we all thought you had…” Draco’s eyes were red and his voice was choked.

"I might as well die like this, right?"

"Shut up! Don't say such things. I can take you out, I can take you out, I will ask Snape, ask Bella, I can still do it, I can ask that person--" Draco said incoherently.

……

"Draco, I can't do anything. Everything-I messed up everything. Dumbledore is dead, and he will die too. I...can't stop it, and I can't change anything. I'm just a self-righteous waste..."

Tears fell on my hands, and I could still feel the warmth. Why... why was it so painful? What on earth had happened?

"No, Lena, you are not a waste. I can take you out. Come with me, okay?" Draco's tone was gentle and cautious, completely different from what he had in his memory.

"Draco, it's okay, you don't have to ask anyone for help. I don't want to get you into trouble."

"What do you mean by implicate me? I finally found you. We, we - but... best friends -" Draco pounded the railing hard, "Do you want to spend the rest of your life in a dark dungeon?" he shouted.

"I'm not going to spend the rest of my life in a place like this."

"What do you mean?"

"Draco, do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you!"

"Can you give me a Galleon?"

"What do you want this for?" Draco took out a gold Galleon from his pocket and handed it to Lena.

"Draco, how about we make a bet?"

"Use my gold Galleons? Reina, stop joking at this time--" Draco said helplessly.

"I'm serious. I'm penniless right now, Draco. How about betting on me so I can get out of here? If I win, the gold Galleon will be mine."

"I don't bet." Draco frowned, his face serious, "I gave it to you, it's already yours."

"Yeah, so I'll win the bet..."

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Snape was no longer surprised that Hermalena often appeared in his dreams, but this was the first time he dreamed of Draco.

In the dream, Draco had grown up a lot, and his expression was no longer that of the childish, spoiled boy. Instead, his eyes were full of pain and helplessness. However, if Voldemort were to be resurrected, the Malfoy family would definitely not be in a good situation.

Although Snape didn't know what happened, he could guess a lot. Some dreams could be connected. According to this, Hermalene should have been imprisoned when she was a Death Eater. What happened after she escaped led to such an ending. But, Dumbledore died? Could that "he" be...

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"What's that thing on the wall? You did it? It made you do it! I told you to stand up to temptation, and you've failed me miserably." Lockhart paced anxiously around the office.

Reina sat in the chair with her head down and said nothing.

"What is the Chamber of Secrets? What is the Heir? Didn't it tell you? Ask it, ask quickly."

Lockhart said eagerly.

"I... I don't know... I don't want to do it anymore..."

"No, no, no, you've seen it too. You've opened the Chamber of Secrets and petrified the cat. If you don't continue to collect clues, how can I solve this matter? Do you want everyone to know about this? You will be regarded as an outcast and expelled from Hogwarts."

"No, I don't want to, Professor Lockhart. I don't want to be expelled. You have to help me. I listened to you..." Reina began to cry softly.

"Listen, now, we need to find out where the secret room is, what that sentence means, and the petrification issue. You go and find out more, and we will definitely solve it. Leave this matter to me, understand?"

"understood."

"Well, you go first. Remember, don't tell anyone, including Professor Snape."

"it is good……"

Reina turned around, wiped her tears, and walked out the door with a cold face.

I've said all the nice things to you and you've left all the work to me. You really have the nerve to even exploit a second-grade kid.

So, next we need to...

"Reina, here, here."

Hermione called from the bottom of the stairs, with Harry and Ron beside her.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Lena walked up to Hermione.

"Are you okay after you fainted last time?" Hermione asked. "Lockhart is too much. He punishes you even though you are not feeling well."

"Sometimes I feel dazed, maybe it's because I keep catching colds."

"Is that so..." Hermione murmured.

Ron poked Hermione from behind and Hermione frowned.

"That... that..."

"Just ask whatever you want to ask. I'll try my best." Lena said with a smile as she watched the two people's little movements.

"That's right, the night before last..."

"Did you hear any other strange noises besides the rooster that day?" Harry took over.

Reina shook her head and asked, "Is there any other sound?"

"Ah, no, no, we're just asking." Harry waved his hand and said, "You know, they all think I did it, but I don't know anything at all."

"I haven't seen it, but I have heard about it. However, I believe that a junior student should not be able to perform magic of that level."

"They even believe a baby can kill Voldemort—"

"Harry! Please, don't say that name, someone will hear it." Ron interrupted quickly.

"He has the guts to come directly to Hogwarts. There's nothing to be afraid of, Ron. Dumbledore told me that if you don't even dare to say the name of your enemy, you are doomed to lose." Harry said.

"Reina, do you know what the Chamber of Secrets is? And what does the Heir mean? They think this is related to Slytherin, and Mrs. Norris who was petrified is Filch's cat, and he is a Squib. Is it really true..."

"No, even though the Talros family is pureblood, they don't particularly care about bloodline. You know, if that were the case, I would be petrified. The founder of Slytherin is Salazar. Perhaps you can look up the school history and let me join you. After all, I heard the sound of the rooster, too."

"Will this cause any trouble to you? I mean, I'm sorry about what happened with Malfoy last time. I was wrong. You guys..." Hermione asked uneasily, tugging at the corner of her clothes.

"It's okay, Draco and I are still the same as before, you don't have to worry about it." Lena saw Hermione's worry.

"Perhaps we could ask Professor Binns. Not only does he teach History of Magic, but he has also been teaching at the school long enough. He might know something."

"You're right. I can ask him during class." Hermione's eyes lit up. "Many of the books in the library have been borrowed."

Off topic:

I've taken a day off today, but I'll still update a quick chapter so as not to keep you waiting too long.

See you tomorrow (?˙▽˙?)