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Part 2: The Descendants of Slytherin Chapter 8 Panic Spreads (2)

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    Professor Binsey paused and pursed his lips, looking like a wrinkled old turtle.  "Sure historical evidence tells us a lot," he said, "but the legend of the secret cabin obscures these facts. The story is that Slytherin had built a secret chamber in the castle beforehand.  Unbeknownst to the other founders, according to legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber so that no one could open it until his true successor came to the school, and only his successor could open the Chamber and release what was hidden there.  There is something to fear in it, and weed out all those who are not worthy of being taught magic." When he finished telling the story, there was a silence in the classroom, but it was not the sleepy silence that usually filled Professor Binsi's classroom.  .  There was an uneasy air in the air, and everyone looked at Professor Binsi, hoping he could tell them more.  Professor Bincy looked a little angry.  "Of course, the whole thing is downright boring," he said. "Naturally, schools have always been looking for such a secret room, and many times some of the most famous witches and wizards have investigated it. But such a secret room is  It doesn't exist. It's just a story to scare cowards." Hermione pulled her hand back from the air.  "Sir - what do you mean by 'the thing of fear'?" "People think it is some kind of monster, a monster that only Slytherin can control." Professor Binsey said in a high-pitched and boring voice  explain.  Students, you are looking at me and I am looking at you.  "I tell you, this secret chamber does not exist," Professor Binsi said, his tone very slow.  "There is no Chamber of Secrets, and there are no monsters." "But, Master," said Seamus Finnigan, "if the Chamber of Secrets can only be opened by the true heir of Slytherin, then no one else can find it.  "Really?" "Nonsense, Finnigan," Professor Bincy said angrily.  "If the previous Headmaster of Hogwarts has not been able to find this thing -" "But, Professor," Parvati Patil suddenly interrupted, "you might be able to use dark magic to open it -"  "It's not that I can't, it's that a wizard can't use dark magic," snapped Professor Binsey.  "If someone like Dumbledore is-" "But you may be related to Slytherin, so Dumbledore can't-" Dean Thomas started to say, but Professor Binsey seemed to have heard enough.  "That's enough," Professor Binsey said sharply.  "This is a myth! It doesn't exist! Just like a secret broom closet, there is not a shred of evidence that Slytherin ever built such a chamber of secrets! I really regret telling you such a stupid story! Let's go back to history.  ! Back to those solid and credible facts!¡± Within five minutes, the entire classroom returned to its usual sluggish state.  Yaxi lay lazily on the table. He didn't care about what Professor Binsi said.  In fact, the real reason is that Aki has no way to stop it.  Even Patil became interested in this matter, and Axi really had a headache.  You must know that children are very curious. Once everyone starts to become interested, boldly go looking for the so-called secret room at night.  Then one by one, students began to petrify Yaxi shook his head, brushing away the thoughts in his mind, and secretly held Patil's hand, who began to pester Yaxi and ask Yaxi to tell stories about the secret room.  "Oh, Merlin, teach me what to do!" Aki lamented in his heart, looking around.  ¡°I think Salazar Slytherin is a perverted fool.¡± Ron said confidently.  They were walking down the corridor as usual.  "But I never thought that he was the ancestor of this pile of pure-blood trash. I would never stay in that house. To be honest, if the Sorting Hat puts me in Slytherin, I will take the train directly back  Home" Hermione nodded in agreement. When they tried to push through the crowd and move forward, Colin Cleverley happened to pass by them.  "Harry, Harry!" "Hi, Colin." Harry greeted instinctively.  "Harry - Harry - one of the boys in our class said you were -" But Colin was too small to squeeze through the crowd toward the hall, and they heard him say, "Goodbye, Harry!" and then  Just disappeared.  "What did a boy in his class say about you?" Hermione asked doubtfully.  "I guess he said I was the heir of Slytherin," Harry said.  "People here believe everything." Ron said disgustedly.  "I don't believe anything!" Axi shrugged.    The crowd became thinner and they could easily climb to the next step.  "Do you really think there is a secret room?" Ron asked.  It seems that he is interested in the secret room.  "Probably not!" Patil, who insisted on following, said casually.  "I can't be sure!" Ron said with a frown.  "Dumbledore can't cure Mrs. Norris, which makes me think that the attacker may not be - well - human." "Your judgment has been greatly improved!" Aki said with a smile.  As soon as they finished speaking, they had already reached the end of the corridor where the attack took place.  They stopped and began to look.  The place was exactly the same as that night, except that there was missing a cat hanging on the torch tray and a chair leaning against the wall with the words "The Mysterious Chamber Has Been Opened" written on it.  "This is the place Filch has always protected," Ron said quietly.  They look at me and I look at you.  The entire corridor was abandoned.  "There's no way there are no clues," Harry said, putting down his bag and getting down on his hands and knees, searching for clues.  "Scorch marks!" he said.  "Here - and here -" At this time, Aki felt a funny feeling in his heart as he watched Harry and others busy.  Instead of laughing, he looked at Hermione with a headache.  She was as involved in this as ever.  Harry stood up and walked to a window next to the wall with writing.  Hermione was pointing to a piece of glass above.  On the glass, a group of spiders were scrambling to crawl through a crack in the glass.  A long silver-white silk thread hung like a thread on it, as if they were all trying to climb out through it in a hurry.  "Have you ever seen a spider look like that?" said Hermione.  "No," said Harry, "What about you, Ron? What about you?" He glanced at Ron.  Ron was recoiling in terror, as if fighting an urge to run.  "What's wrong?" Harry asked.  "I - don't - like - spiders." Ron said nervously.  "I never knew." Hermione looked at Ron in surprise.  "You've used a lot of spiders in the potion" "I don't mind dead spiders." Ron looked at the spiders and said, "I just don't like the way they move"
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