Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 105 The Second Attack

Chapter 105 The Second Attack

It was midnight. Harry lay on his hospital bed in the university hospital, staring at the dark doorway of the ward and listening to the approaching footsteps.

Although Harry's bones were not harmed by any professor, and the skillful Madam Pomfrey quickly healed the part broken by the ball, she still left Harry in the university hospital out of caution.

The sound of Dobby the house-elf leaving still echoed in Harry's ears, and his heart sank as if into the abyss. He learned from Dobby that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened and that someone in the school was plotting a conspiracy.

At that moment, Dumbledore stepped back into the ward. He was wearing a long woolen dressing gown and a nightcap. He was carrying one end of a sculpture-like object in both hands.

A second later, Belvina appeared. She was wearing a royal blue nightgown, a large cardigan sweater draped over her shoulders, and raising the feet of that sculptural thing.

The two professors together placed the sculpture on the bed.

Professor McGonagall then hurried past Harry's bedside and led Madam Pomfrey, who was resting in the inner room, back to the ward.

Dumbledore and Belvina stood by the hospital bed, leaning over to examine the "sculpture" on it—Colin Creevey, a first-year Gryffindor student, a little kid who loved taking pictures and a big fan of Harry Potter.

Like Mrs. Lorris on Halloween Eve, Colin Crevey was also petrified, his eyes wide open, his hands outstretched in front of his chest, holding up his camera.

"What happened?" Mrs. Pomfrey asked urgently in a low voice, bending down to examine the petrified Colin.

"Another attack," Dumbledore said. "Minerva found him on the stairs."

Upon seeing Colin Creevey under attack, Professor McGonagall acted without delay and immediately notified Dumbledore. However, Belvina arrived even faster than Dumbledore.

Family members, who understands this? I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night when I was suddenly woken up by the big boss's guardian angel. I had to run out to work in my pajamas. I'm a complete beast of burden!

However, Belvina didn't voice her complaints. Instead, she helped Dumbledore carry the petrified Colin to the school hospital. She could still distinguish between what was important and what wasn't; an attack on a student was far more serious than an attack on a cat.

"He also had a bunch of grapes with him," Professor McGonagall said. "We guess he was trying to sneak in to see Potter."

"I must admit, Mr. Potter is incredibly charming, courageous, and capable," Belvina said. "It's just that his charm comes at a somewhat unfortunate time."

Harry, who was pretending to be asleep in the hospital bed, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He slowly and carefully lifted his body and peered out, and the moonlight shone on Colin Crevey's face at that moment.

The three professors, along with Ms. Pomfrey, were all carefully observing the petrified Corinthian, then Dumbledore leaned forward.

He took the camera from between Colin's stiff fingers.

Heat hissed out of the camera, followed by the pungent smell of burning plastic. The damaged camera failed to capture the attacker's image.

"Should we say Mr. Crevy was lucky or unlucky?" Belvina said. "He met the so-called heir, and although he was petrified, at least he survived."

"Don't say such things, Belvina," Professor McGonagall said reproachfully. "Crivy's situation has been bad enough."

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"It seems we need to put our previous matters aside for now," Dumbledore said to Belvina, then turned to Professor McGonagall and Pomfrey and said, "The Chamber of Secrets has indeed been reopened."

These words were like a bolt from the blue. Mrs. Pomfrey covered her mouth in shock, while Professor McGonagall stared blankly at Dumbledore. Both knew the weight of those words.

Belvina turned her head to look at Harry's hospital bed not far away, which startled Harry, who was peeking, so he quickly closed his eyes and pretended that he had been asleep for a long time.

Belvina has an extraordinary sensitivity to fluctuations and flows of magic. From the moment she entered the ward, she sensed something was amiss. The magical traces remaining in the ward were exactly the same as those of the out-of-control wandering ball.

"My fabricated story has temporarily calmed the students down, but once news of Mr. Crevy gets out, their panic will likely become uncontrollable," Belvina said. "We also have to face pressure from the Board of Governors and the Ministry of Magic."

Students at the school have been attacked, but the attackers remain at large. Neither the old-fashioned school board nor the magic led by Cornelius Fudge can remain indifferent.

Then, Belvina added, "Of course, the safety of the students is the top priority. Mr. Crevy was just petrified, but who knows what will happen to the next person."

If a student dies as a result of the attack, Hogwarts will repeat the events of the past fifty years, and it may be closed until the Chamber of Secrets is discovered and the attackers are punished.

"But—Albus," Professor McGonagall said, somewhat flustered, "who could it be? The heir to Slytherin, this—"

How is that possible?

Perhaps it was because of the attack on Colin Crevey, or perhaps Professor McGonagall was also reminded of what happened fifty years ago, but Professor McGonagall's language system was temporarily confused.

"Who knows! Maybe it's someone from Iphamoni's side, some kind of business war between airlines, competitors are always enemies." Belvina joked, but it didn't work well and failed to ease the tense atmosphere in the ward.

Ilvermorny is a magic school in North America, located in Greylock Hill, Massachusetts. It was founded by the witch Aesop Thale and the Muggle James Stewart. Aesop Thale's mother, Leona, was a daughter of the Gaunt family.

Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin's wand was in the hands of Iser Thor, who sailed to North America on the Mayflower in 1620.

The four of them whispered a few more words in the ward, leaving Harry, who was pretending to be asleep, completely bewildered. Dumbledore's words, in particular, left Harry utterly perplexed.

After the three professors left the university hospital, Madam Pomfrey returned to her office in the back room. Harry, left in the ward, couldn't sleep at all; his little head was filled with questions.

The Chamber of Secrets has been opened once again. Who opened it last time? Who is it this time? What is the connection between Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and Voldemort? Who is plotting a conspiracy at the school this time? What is the target this time? Harry has too many questions that he can't answer.

On the other side, Dumbledore and Belvina walked side by side, neither of them speaking, each lost in their own thoughts.

It wasn't until the two reached the fifth floor of the castle and were about to part ways that Belvina broke the silence. She said, "Professor, I'm not sure I can keep things calm with the Ministry of Magic. You know, Cornelius is very easily swayed."

If someone whispers in Fudge's ear, the minister, who is far away in London, might very well come all the way to Scotland. Who knows what kind of stupid things he might do then?

"I understand. There's no need to hide anything from Cornelius. Just tell the truth," Dumbledore said. "Heh, even if we wanted to, we couldn't hide it from him. It would only arouse Cornelius's suspicion."

Belvina nodded. She hadn't intended to hide it anyway; Hogwarts couldn't keep secrets. Rather than let Fudge find out from elsewhere, it was better to tell him herself and be lenient with the truth.

"Fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and a girl died," Belvina said. "Professor, I don't know how much you value Potter, but the Chamber of Secrets is clearly not suitable for testing Mr. Potter."

Dumbledore said slowly, "Yes, your parents were both in school at the time, so it's normal that they knew the Chamber of Secrets had been opened."

The principal avoided the topic and did not give a direct response, but he also asked himself the same question in his heart.

"My father left behind a diary full of his silly remarks from his school days," Belvina said. "He was both very happy that a Mudblood had died at school and vehemently criticized the incompetence of the school and the Ministry of Magic."

Orion Black's barely concealed excitement was not surprising to Dumbledore at all. A pure-blood wizard, and a staunch advocate of pure-blood supremacy at that.

It would be truly baffling if Orion were to write in his diary that he was weeping and grieving over the girl's death!

"Fifty years ago we couldn't find the Chamber of Secrets, nor could we find the monster inside," Dumbledore said, his tone somber and somewhat frustrated.

At that time, Dumbledore had worried and doubted a student with excellent grades. Later events proved that Dumbledore's worries and doubts were correct. The student's name was Tom Riddle, and he also had a name that could not be mentioned at all—Voldemort.

"The Chamber of Secrets has reopened after fifty years. This time, we'll find it," Belvina said. "Find Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets before things get any worse."

"Of course, that's how it should be," Dumbledore said. "The legend of the Chamber of Secrets has been around long enough. A legend should be a legend, and it can only be a legend." As he spoke, the headmaster walked toward the stairs leading upstairs.

Dumbledore placed his long, slender hand on the stair railing, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "Harry, Harry Potter is very important, extremely important. He is the most crucial link. Harry is the key to final victory."

After saying this, Dumbledore went upstairs again, his long woolen dressing gown and nightcap looking somewhat comical.

Belvina stood at the top of the stairs, smoothing her cardigan. Of course she knew how crucial Harry was; she understood his importance better than anyone else.

Belvina returned to her lounge with her head down, feeling somewhat down, not because of the centuries-old secret chamber, but because of tonight's attack, because of that unfortunate Colin Crevey.

Another attack has occurred at the school, this time targeting a student. It seems Belvina's reputation has been damaged.

The witch, who was naturally vengeful, pulled out her little notebook.