HP Star Shining

"But Dobby didn't care. Dobby thought Harry Potter was safe now. But Dobby never dreamed that Harry Potter returned to the school from another route."

It shook its body and its ugly head kept shaking.

Harry fell back heavily onto the pillow. "You nearly got Ron and I expelled." He was furious and couldn't help but growl. "You'd better leave here before my bones grow back, or I'm afraid I won't be able to help but strangle you to death."

"Dobby is used to the threats and hears them at least five or six times a day at home."

Dobby smiled faintly and wiped his nose with the corner of the dirty pillowcase he was wearing.

That pitiful look slowly subsided Harry's anger.

"Dobby, why are you wearing that?" Harry asked curiously.

"This, sir?" Dobby tugged at his pillowcase. "This symbolizes the house-elf's slave status. Only when Dobby's master gives him clothes to wear can he be free. But the family is very careful and won't even give Dobby a sock, because that would mean Dobby would be free, completely free, and leave their home forever."

Dobby wiped his protruding eyes and suddenly said to Harry, "Harry Potter must go home! Dobby originally thought that his Bludger could be used..."

"Wait! Your Bludger?" Harry's anger suddenly rose again. "You want that Bludger to hit me to death?"

"No, sir, I definitely didn't mean to kill Harry Potter." Dobby took two steps back in fear. "Dobby wanted to save Harry Potter's life. Going home seriously injured is better than staying here."

"Really? I guess you probably won't tell me why you want me to go home in pieces." Harry looked angry. After all, his arm still hurt a lot.

"Harry Potter will never know what he meant to us lowly slaves." Dobby picked up the dirty pillowcase and wiped his face. "Everyone treated us like pests, even now. But overall, since Harry Potter defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the lives of us elves have improved greatly. Harry Potter shines like a beacon of hope."

"But now... terrible things are happening at Hogwarts. History is about to repeat itself, and the Chamber of Secrets will be opened again. Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here."

Dobby was horrified. He picked up the water bottle on the bedside table and smashed it on his head. "Dobby can't say... Bad Dobby, bad Dobby."

"So there really is a Chamber of Secrets?" Harry whispered, grabbing Dobby's hand. "Has it been opened before? Tell me, Dobby!"

"Someone is plotting a conspiracy. Harry Potter must not get involved in this matter. Go home, go home."

Harry wanted to ask some more information from Dobby, but Dobby refused to speak no matter what. Suddenly, his two big ears moved.

Harry heard it too, footsteps in the corridor.

"Dobby must go, Harry Potter. Remember what Dobby said and go home."

Dobby snapped his fingers after he finished speaking, and Harry's hand that was holding Dobby suddenly felt empty, with nothing in his palm.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Harry quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep, only quietly opening his eyes.

He saw Dumbledore walking backwards into the ward, carrying what seemed to be a statue in his hands, his nightcap still on his head.

Professor McGonagall followed closely behind, holding the other end of the sculpture in her hand.

Together they placed the sculpture on the bed near Harry.

"Go get Madam Pomfrey," Dumbledore whispered, and Professor McGonagall hurried past Harry's bed without noticing him.

She returned moments later, followed by Madam Pomfrey, still in her pajamas with only her coat on over them.

Harry heard Madam Pomfrey gasp, a sound he had heard many times that day.

"What's going on?" Madam Pomfrey whispered to Dumbledore as she examined the statue.

"Another attack. Minerva found him on the stairs."

"He had a bunch of grapes beside him," Professor McGonagall continued. "We guessed he wanted to just wander over to see Harry."

Harry's chest twitched violently, and he moved slowly and carefully, trying to see the statue clearly.

The moonlight outside the window fell on a stunned face. He held his hands in front of his chest, holding a large camera.

It was Colin Creevey.

"Petrified?" whispered Madam Pomfrey.

"Yes," said Professor McGonagall. "I shudder to think of it. If Albus hadn't happened to come down with the hot chocolate, who knows what might have happened..."

The three of them were looking at Colin intently, and no one noticed Harry next to them.

After a moment, Professor Dumbledore leaned forward and took the camera from Colin Creevey's stiff hands.

"Could he have taken a photograph of the attacker?" asked Professor McGonagall.

Professor Dumbledore didn't answer as he pried open the back of the camera.

"Oh my God!" Madam Pomfrey whispered.

A puff of hot air hissed out of the camera.

Even Harry, three beds away, could smell the strong, pungent smell of burnt plastic.

"It's melted..." Madam Pomfrey was surprised. "It's all melted."

"What does this mean?" asked Professor McGonagall eagerly.

"This means..." said Professor Dumbledore, "that the Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again."

Professor McGonagall stared at Dumbledore blankly, while Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth in horror.

"But Albus... you must know... who it is?"

"The question isn't who..." Professor Dumbledore's gaze remained fixed on Colin Creevey. "The question is how..."

Harry saw Professor McGonagall's expression in the shadows and knew that she, like him, had not understood what Dumbledore had said.

Most importantly, it turns out the Chamber of Secrets actually exists! And it's been opened again!

The next morning, when Harry opened his eyes, he saw the warm winter sun illuminating the ward.

He found that new bones had grown in his arms, but they were a little stiff.

Thinking of what happened last night, he sat up suddenly and looked towards Colin's bed.

But the long curtains around Colin's bed were drawn, covering him completely.

Madam Pomfrey, seeing that Harry was awake, came briskly over with the breakfast tray and began stretching his arms and fingers.

"Looks good. You can go back to school after breakfast."

Harry dressed as quickly as he could and hurried to Gryffindor Tower. He was already eager to share what Dobby had said and what had happened in the Chamber of Secrets with his friends.

Unfortunately, they were not there. Harry finally met Percy in front of the library and deduced from his cryptic words that they might be in the Myrtle bathroom.

Harry carefully walked to Myrtle's bathroom, made sure no one else was around, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

He heard a noise in a small cubicle, and then some clanging and clattering sounds came out.

"It's me." Harry closed the door behind him.

"Harry!" Hermione's eyes popped out from the keyhole. "You scared us to death."

Harry squeezed into the cubicle where Hermione and Ron were brewing a Transfiguration potion.

"Where's Xingchen?"

"Professor Spencer asked her to help organize the History of Magic materials," Hermione said casually as she added herbs to the cauldron. "You know, she has a good memory."

Harry nodded, eager to tell the two what he had learned last night.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened before?" Ron and Hermione were stunned.

The news that Colin Creevey had been attacked and was now lying in the hospital like a statue, unable to move, spread like wildfire to every corner of Hogwarts early in the morning.

After helping Professor Spin organize the information, Su Xingchen tapped his head while walking, trying hard to recall the details of the plot.

However, she only knew that the three of them drank the Transfiguration Potion and could not get any useful information out of them. Harry talked to a black snake in class, which confirmed his identity as the heir in everyone's eyes. Then Hermione was petrified, and Harry used Parseltongue to open the Chamber of Secrets, defeated the giant snake, and completed the second year's task.

She really doesn't know anything about the details!

Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

Anyway, I will pass it in the end, Su Xingchen comforted himself.

When she sorted out her messy thoughts, she found that she was in an unfamiliar corridor.

Where is this?

Su Xingchen looked confused. This was not the first time she helped Professor Speen organize information. The way from Professor Speen's office to the Gryffindor common room was very simple, and she would not go wrong.

Had she been so absorbed in her thoughts that she took a wrong turn? Or had the staircase changed in some way that she hadn't noticed?

The point is... this place... she has never been here before.

"Is anyone there?" Su Xingchen looked around.

The corridor was empty, not a single person, not even a ghost.

Su Xingchen gritted his teeth and continued walking forward. The long corridor seemed to have no end.

Turn back? He hadn't paid attention to the road when he came here. If the road was complicated later, Su Xingchen was afraid that he would get lost in the Hogwarts castle.

After walking a few steps, Su Xingchen discovered a gorgeous door on the tall wall.

Huh? Was there a door here just now?

Su Xingchen was puzzled.

Generally speaking, opening the door at this time is like opening Pandora's box, and many bad things will happen.

This is the experience Su Xingchen gained from watching many movies.

And it inexplicably reminded her of the corridor that was off-limits last year and the door that locked the three-headed dog.

Although the corridor was filled with warm winter sunshine, Su Xingchen shivered inexplicably.

Don't think about it, don't think about it. This year, there is no other mess except the basilisk in the secret room.

Unfortunately, Su Xingchen couldn't find anyone to help, so he could only carefully push the door open a crack and look inside.

I hope it's a senior classroom or a professor's office.

Su Xingchen prayed silently.

What came into view was a green meadow, and the scene before her made her accidentally push the door open.