Together [HP]

When the story was over, the class fell silent, but not the usual sleepy silence of Professor Binns's class.Everyone continued to stare at him, hoping that he would continue, and the atmosphere was unsettling, and Professor Binns looked slightly annoyed.

"Of course, the whole thing is nonsense," he said. "Naturally the school has investigated whether such a chamber exists, many times, and only the most learned wizards and wizards have been hired. The chamber does not exist." .It's just a story designed to scare the simple minds."

Hermione's hand was up in the air again. "Sir, what did you mean when you said 'horrible things in the chamber'?"

"People think it's some kind of monster that only the heirs of Slytherin can control," said Professor Binns in his thin, thin voice.

"Heir of Slytherin," Malfoy said loudly, as if trying to draw everyone's attention to him.

"I tell you, that thing doesn't exist at all." Professor Binns fumbled through his notes and said, "There is no secret room, and there are no monsters."

"But, sir," said Seamus Finnigan, "since the Chamber of Secrets can only be opened by the true heir of Slytherin, it might not be discovered at all, would it?"

"Nonsense," said Professor Binns in an exasperated tone, "since so many previous Heads and Heads haven't found that thing,"

"But, Professor," said Partipatier sharply, "it will probably take dark magic to open it."

"Just because a wizard doesn't use black magic doesn't mean he can't use it," said Professor Binns sharply. "I repeat, since Dumbledore is such a fake..."

"Maybe, someone who has a relationship with Slytherin can open it, so Dumbledore can't..." Before Dean Thomas finished speaking, Mr. Binns became impatient.

"Enough," he said sternly, "it's a myth! It doesn't exist! There's not a shred of evidence that Slytherins ever built such a secret broom shed or anything like that. I really regret telling you this ridiculous story ! Let's go back to history, if you will, to the real, credible, reliable facts!"

Within 5 minutes, the students fell into that drowsy sleepiness again.

"This must be the most informative history of magic I have ever attended." After class, when they were struggling to cross the corridor and go to the restaurant for dinner, Jacqueline said loudly to Pansy, "Speaking of which, we Thanks also to that 'know it all' lady."

"It's a myth! It doesn't exist! There isn't even a shred of evidence that Slytherins ever built such a secret broom shed or anything like that. I really regret telling you this ridiculous story!" Pansy giggled, imitating In the voice of Professor Binns, "If you ask me, I think he must know more, but he just doesn't want to tell us. Or, he really thinks it's just a myth."

"Fairy stories are not all groundless." Jacqueline waved her hand, "Salazar Slytherin..."

"I've known for a long time that Salazar Slytherin is a perverted old madman." Ron's voice sounded in front of them, "but I didn't know he came up with this pure-blood nonsense. Even if I give me money, I Nor his house. To be honest, if the Sorting Hat had put me in Slytherin, I would have taken the train home without saying a word."

Hermione nodded eagerly.

"It's a pity," Pansy stopped, turned his head, and snorted, "No one invited you to Slytherin, otherwise you could help improve the family situation."

Behind them, Ron, Harry, and Hermione stopped awkwardly. Ron wanted to say something, but Jacqueline had already dragged Pansy away.

"Leave them alone, Pansy." After entering the restaurant, Jacqueline let go of Pansy's arm. "And, Salazar Slytherin is indeed a perverted old lunatic." She nodded as she said, " If there is anyone who has built a secret room in the school that no one else knows about, it must be him."

"So," Pansy asked, picking up some pumpkin pies on his plate, "have you done some research? Or..."

"I just happened to pass by the place where the incident happened," Jacqueline said and shrugged. "Actually, what I care about is the so-called heir, I mean, do you mean the descendants of Salazar Slytherin?" Is it that simple? "

"If so," Pansy put down the knife and fork in his hand, "it seems that there are not many descendants of Slytherin left. The only one, it seems to be..."

"That's right." Jacqueline frowned and nodded, "It's him. But, it's impossible. If it was him, he would charge in with a group of Death Eaters with great fanfare. It was sneaky."

"So what do you think?" Pansy asked nervously when they walked up the stairs to Yuna's classroom, "Those who are enemies of the heir, be careful. Although, as Slytherin students, we don't need Worried, but you..."

"I'm not against the heir of Slytherin." Jacqueline shook her head, "I'm just against him, there's a big difference between the two." She paused, "And, this successor The latter may not refer to his descendants, but may just inherit some of his skills or ideas."

"You mean Malfoy? They, like Slytherins, want to keep people from Muggle families out of school."

"No." Jacqueline shook her head resolutely, "The Malfoy family can't be regarded as any successors."