Brock nodded but did not continue to talk about the giant octopus. Instead, he changed the topic to something else, "Have you guys heard of a legend about Hogwarts …"
"Golden Snitch?
Red Turban? "Anna frowned. What does the commotion of the giant octopus have to do with this?
"Uh, not this," Brock waved his hand.
"The legend of Hogwarts … Hmm … Crying Myrtle?" Belinda scratched her head, "Or Peeves?"
Brock smiled and shook his head, "Give me a hint, the most mysterious legend!"
"I know!"
Flint said confidently, "Legend has it that there's a magic mirror hidden in the Defense Against Black Magic classroom. Just say 'Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me …'"
This was a little ridiculous.
"Ahem." Brock coughed and stopped Flint from putting the story of the White Snow Witch into the story. "It's not this. Although there are many legends about Hogwarts, it definitely doesn't include a heartless ugly witch bullying a beauty …"
"But there's really such a magic mirror hidden in …" Flint tried to continue this topic.
"What I want to say is …" Brock raised his voice helplessly and interrupted Flint's digression, "Secret room, the secret room left behind by the founder of Hogwarts."
Secret room?
At that moment, a few keywords — female toilet, sewer, dirty, snake monster, black notebook, 16-year-old handsome Voldemort — entered Anna's mind.
Brock raised his voice and attracted the attention of the golden-haired little snake beside him.
The golden-haired little snake's head came over, "Sorry to disturb you, Senior Brock. I also know about this legend and am somewhat interested in this legend …"
"You are?" Brock reached out his hand and shook the golden-haired little snake's hand.
Blonde hair, brown eyes, the corners of his eyes were raised just right, revealing his sweet dimples when he smiled. The golden-haired little snake was a good-looking boy.
"Sambady Avery, Senior Brock, just call me Sambady," The golden-haired little snake held Brock's hand. Brock paused when he heard the little snake's name and his movements were a little stiff.
He suddenly recalled the conversation he had with his father.
"Xiaobu, in school, there are a few pure-bloods that you can't come into contact with. It's best you cut off all contact. Blake, Weasley, Traverse, and Avery." The bespectacled Rufus Fudge sat on a leather sofa as he held the Prophet's daily newspaper.
"Yes, father," Brow said. He didn't think too much about it. There were plenty of wizards he couldn't get too close to, and Brow had never expected to find one or two close friends in Hogwarts.
'I'd rather you asked me why. 'Rufus lowered the paper, showing half his face, and looked at Bullough.
Almost instantly, Brock asked, 'Why?'
It was not because he was curious, but because Rufus's patience and temper had deteriorated after his promotion. Rufus was like an expired beer that could be easily ignited. It was all because of the competition in the Ministry of Magic.
'If you want to know, you should have asked earlier.'
Rufus held the newspaper in silence for a while. Just when Bullough thought he was going to lose his temper again, Rufus finally spoke.
'The Blake and Traverse families are close to the Unknowns. The Weasley family is determined to stand against the Unknowns. Recently, there were fireworks in Diagon Alley, and the situation is unclear. We have to remain neutral.'
'Then … what about the Avery family?'
'They're also on the Unknowns' side, but that's not the most important thing. 'Rufus put down the newspaper.
'The most important thing is that they're all crazy.'
Crazy … Bullough gulped. He didn't know how crazy this young man was.
He was very wary of the family name Avery, but he did not show it. Bullough smiled. "You're interested in the legend of the secret chamber?"
"That's right. I heard that... the four founders of Hogwarts had a disagreement on whether or not to recruit muggle-born students after the school was founded..."
"Mr. Slytherin set up a secret chamber in Hogwarts. There's a treasure that only those he approves can obtain —"
"A rare treasure." Sanbadi dragged his voice. "I heard that the person who obtains this treasure … will have the opportunity to learn Mr. Slytherin's best spells …"
Hmm … This is different from what Rowling said … Anna rubbed her chin.
"This is different from what I heard." Bullough rubbed his nose. "I heard that the four founders set up secret chambers in Hogwarts."
"The secret chamber set up by Mr. Slytherin can only be opened by his successor. There's a terrifying monster living there. When the door to the secret chamber is opened, the school will be cleaned up. Everyone who Slytherin thinks is unworthy of learning magic will be eliminated …"
"The secret chamber set up by Gryffindor is in a place where the sun can't shine. He's afraid that the things inside will be too dazzling and attract the sun's attention."
"Ravenclaw's secret chamber can only be found if you know nothing about it." Bullough shrugged. "Personally, I think Ms. Ravenclaw doesn't want us to look for her secret chamber …"
"As for Ms. Hufflepuff, her secret chamber isn't a secret chamber. It's more appropriate to call it the Hogwarts Kitchen."
"Wow." Flint wrapped his arms around Bullough's neck. "How do you know so much?
Did he tell you this in your dreams when you put Nutt in front of Mr. Slytherin's portrait every day? "
"Ahem." Bullough elbowed Flint. "There are only two possibilities for Mr. Slytherin to appear in my dreams. He's scolding me … or he's murdering me, a delinquent student who prays every day that I won't fail …"
"Can't you see that he's quite self-aware?"
"I saw it in a book, 'Campus Legends: My Untold Story of Hogwarts and Me', which I bought from Birkin Burke's shop in Knockout Alley. The author is John Doe."
Sandy fell silent. Anna suddenly thought of something. "So, what does this have to do with the giant octopus in the Black Lake?" She almost got sidetracked.
"It has a lot to do with it," Bullough said mysteriously. It was as if he had endless secrets. Perhaps he had been cooped up at home for too long and wanted to finish everything that he didn't say at home.
"A place where the sun can't shine … I think Gryffindor's secret chamber is most likely hidden under the Black Lake and guarded by the giant octopus!" Bullough waved his arms.
"The giant octopus has been so restless lately. Maybe something happened to Gryffindor's secret chamber!"
This idea was very creative. Anna thought about it for a moment and decided that it was not impossible to explore the bottom of the black lake.
[Personal Space: A long, long time ago, four young wizards set out with great ambitions. They crossed mountains, crossed rivers, stepped on muddy lands, and defeated evil creatures one after another.
In the Middle Ages, the wizards' abilities were not accepted by the world. When they passed by a pile of straw, they saw a witch's corpse lying in the straw with a pitchfork on her chest. The lion hugged the corpse and roared. It wanted to do something but was stopped by a weeping badger. The eagle said, 'It was the villagers' ignorance that killed her. 'The snake smiled and poisoned all the villagers.
Later, the four wizards built a school.
During the most difficult times, they never left each other's side. However, humans always need some personal space, don't they?
Mission Requirement: Enter the four secret chambers of the Hogwarts. Mission Reward: Memory + 100, Reflexes + 100, Unknown]
"I once spent two Garen's trying to get a Gryffindor into the water to have a look …" Brow's expression showed a hint of pity, "But his magic wand illumination spell was too trashy. He said that he didn't see anything."
"I have a different opinion," Belinda frowned, "Nobody can confirm the authenticity of the secret chambers of the Hogwarts. Moreover, none of the secret chambers have been found for so many years. Maybe they only exist in legends."
"Especially the secret chamber left behind by Mr. Slytherin. It would clean up non-pureblood students and the like." Belinda was a little serious, "We can't determine whether it's some pro-Muggle faction or a rumor spread by the Muggle-born to discredit the pureblood and cause panic …"
She recalled the conversation between the two guards when she was lurking in Misty Springs, "Most of the Muggle-born wizards are probably dissatisfied with the benefits of the pureblood and purposely …"
Belinda thought of something and suddenly stopped.
She glanced at Anna who was listening very seriously and did not seem to realize that she was a Muggle-born. She quickly looked away.
She explained awkwardly, "I'm not talking about you. Don't take it personally."