Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

"Don't worry, Filch, it's not dead, it's just petrified." Filch looked at Wu Mu humbly after hearing Professor Dumbledore's words.

"He...he spoke again, no..." Wu Mu seemed to have been hearing strange noises.

"What did he say? 'Admiration'."

Wu Mu: "He said, enemies, be careful, the giant serpent monster will awaken soon." It's so uncomfortable, I feel...so...scared...

After Wu Mu finished speaking, Si Jiao walked to her side.

"What's wrong, Wumu?" Si Jiao squatted down and looked at her face.

"He kept making sounds, like he was yelling. I felt so scared and nervous, something was really wrong..."

Professor McGonagall, having overheard what Wumu had just said, also moved closer to him.

"What else did he say?"

“He also said that Madam Norris was petrified by him, that the Chamber of Secrets has been opened, and that a new heir has emerged at Hogwarts.” After saying this, Wu Mu knelt weakly on the ground.

Wu Mu: This feeling... isn't just pain, it's more like a terrifying fear, I... I'm so scared...

"Did he say who the heir is? Or the entrance to the secret chamber?" Professor McGonagall wanted to get as much information as possible to ensure the students' safety as soon as possible.

“He…he…” Wu Mu threw herself into Si Jiao’s arms. Although this did not prevent her from hearing, it at least gave her some sense of security and made her feel less afraid.

Once the strange noises stopped, Wumu slowly emerged from Professor McGonagall's arms, but she still cautiously covered her ears. "He said the water was constantly flowing, and who dared to look me in the eye?" Wumu's information was clearly of little use; Professor McGonagall remained puzzled and had no idea where they were.

"Don't listen to her nonsense! Make her atone for my cat's sins!"

"Don't get excited, Filch. We can't be sure who the murderer is yet, and we'll turn it back. Mrs. Sprout has planted many excellent magic apples, and once they ripen, we can turn Mrs. Lorris back."

"You guys go back first. Wu Mu, you stay here. Be careful lately, remember that."

“Professor Dumbledore, you don’t doubt that I am the heir, do you?” Wu Mu wanted to put her hands down, but when she heard that voice, she put her hands to her ears and covered them.

“We should go to a safer place to discuss this. Filch, you should go back first.” Professor Dumbledore noticed that Wu Mu was very sensitive to the sound and decided to find a place where the noise was less loud.

As they were walking, Wu Mu suddenly stopped. "Wait, is it alright here?" Wu Mu slowly lowered his hand.

“Then let’s stay here. Wumu, tell us when the sound started?” The professors all looked at her.

“While replying to Mr. Lockhart’s letter, I suddenly heard a sound. It was getting late, so my brother and I left. After walking for a while, I started to feel unwell. We followed the sound and came to where we had just been. We saw Mrs. Lawrence hanging on the wall. It really wasn’t my brother who did it.”

"Okay, we believe you. It wasn't Harry who did it. Can you think of anything related?"

"A little, but I'm not sure."

“Tell me, child.”

"I think the heir is innocent, perhaps he has lost his mind, and is a kind person."

Why do you think that way?

"If Voldemort were still a student at the school, given his temperament and personality, it would be hard not to make people suspect that he is not the heir."

"If she is a kind girl, as long as we control her rationality and prevent her from knowing it herself, she will react first when danger arises. That would certainly not look like an heir, preventing us from proceeding to the next step, and the danger will only increase. However, we cannot be completely certain, and besides, we don't know anything about her yet."

"What else do you know?" Professor McGonagall continued to ask.

"There shouldn't be any intruders at Hogwarts now, so it's very likely that the mastermind did something when no one else or the victim was paying attention. The professors could conduct a simple investigation of the students and ask them if they've encountered anything that appeared out of thin air. That might be helpful."

"Okay, is there anything else you want to say?"

“I’m just a twelve-year-old kid, not some great detective, Professor.” Wu Mu shrugged.

“Then you should go back now! For your safety, Severus, you should take her back!” Dumbledore patted Woomu’s shoulder and gently pushed her in front of Severus.

"Thank...thank you...godfather." Wu Mu hadn't fully reacted yet.