bioinnovel Chapter 119 The Truth Gradually Emerging
Chapter 119 The Truth Gradually Emerging
Chapter 119 The Truth Gradually Emerging
During the Christmas holidays, the severe blizzard finally subsided, and the sun began to shine faintly on Hogwarts again.
Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction; most of the students had gone home, so no one else suffered misfortune.
The mandrakes also began to leave their childhood and thrived under Professor Sprout's careful care. When they were brewed into a potion, Colin Crevey, who had been petrified, was saved.
Even Gilderoy Lockhart's mood improved, and he gradually became more optimistic, as if he had emerged from the shadow of the dueling club. His annoying figure began to reappear in the castle.
Once his confidence returned, Professor Lockhart implied to everyone he met that he had prevented the attack from happening again, and that the Slytherin heirs, fearing his reputation, dared not harbor any further ill intentions.
However, the students who stayed at school for the holiday did not believe Lockhart's endless nonsense and ignored his suggestive gestures of blinking and tapping his nose.
The students were more surprised to see Lockhart; they were astonished that he still had the nerve to stay at the school.
How could he be so shameless!
Gilderoy Lockhart, frustrated and frustrated by setbacks everywhere he went, racked his brains night after night trying to salvage his reputation.
Compared to the bored Professor Lockhart, Professor Black was incredibly busy, frequently appearing in every corner of the castle, and occasionally even catching her in the library.
After having a deep conversation with the boy who had miraculously survived, Belvina, who was half-lying down, threw off the covers, shook herself awake, and plunged headfirst into the task of finding the secret room.
Indeed, the source of Belvina's busyness lies with Harry. He has given her so much. The clues provided by the scarred boy are crucial, and the hints hidden within them are quite obvious. Continuing to play dead would inevitably make her feel guilty.
It's like stumbling upon a suggestive video – a woman with a slender figure and alluring curves. You feel like you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't watch it, and it would seem incredibly rude of you to refuse when someone is showing it to you out of kindness!
With her approachable nature and understanding of romance, Belvina had no reason to refuse. The truth of the secret room was being teased through a thin veil, so how could she possibly ignore it?
Therefore, Belvina decided to take the initiative to uncover the truth of the Chamber of Secrets and restore justice to Hogwarts.
According to the key clue given by Harry—Parastery—this is something he has in common with the Gaunt family; they can all understand the language of snakes and hear sounds that others in the castle cannot hear.
Moreover, Salazar Slytherin himself is the most famous Parsleyan speaker, and almost all Parsleyans are his descendants.
The symbolic animal of Slytherin House happens to be the snake; there's no coincidence as striking as that.
With these two pieces of evidence corroborating each other, the type of monster Salazar Slytherin hid in the Chamber of Secrets becomes quite clear.
This is hardly a hint, it's practically an explicit statement. It's just a matter of throwing the truth right in Belvina's face. Finding snakes with petrifying abilities may seem difficult, but it's actually not difficult at all.
With a rigorous and serious attitude, Belvina decisively began to call for help, and she decided to seek the advice of professionals.
Any hesitation is a disrespect for time and an irresponsibility towards one's own life. Those who can't lead a team are destined to work alone until they die. Belvina may not be good at leading a team, but she excels at assigning tasks to others.
Belvina thought of her former colleagues at the Ministry of Magic, whose letters were being smuggled to London by owls and delivered to the Department of Magical Creatures Control, especially to Mr. Amos Diggory.
That afternoon, Belvina had just returned from Professor Glapland's place.
Wilmina Grapland, a substitute professor for the Department of Conservation of Magical Creatures, is a witch with short, greyish-white hair. Because Professor Kettleburn is known for his tendency to cause trouble, Grapland often substitutes for him and possesses unique insights into magical creatures.
Belvina, who had just returned to the lounge, hurriedly pulled out "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," so impatient that she didn't even take off her outer robe.
Belvina flipped through the book rapidly, searching for the page she needed.
Just then, a large owl landed in front of the window and kept flapping its wings against the window.
Belvina opened the window to let the owl in. She first took out the feed she had prepared beforehand, and then went to get the letter tied to the owl's leg.
It was a reply from Amos Diggory, whose answer was consistent with Professor Glapland's—the basilisk.
Mr. Diggory, the magical civil servant, replied in a very considerate manner. He not only provided the answer but also briefly introduced the basilisk, a dangerous magical creature.
The Basilisk is a giant venomous snake, also known as the Serpent King, a magical creature bred by dark wizards. Basilisks can grow up to fifty feet long, and their eyes can kill any person or animal that comes into contact with them instantly.
At the end of his reply, Mr. Diggory emphasized that basilisks are the most dangerous magical creatures, impossible to tame or subdue, and that breeding or raising basilisks is illegal.
Salazar Slytherin, do you even know you've broken the law?!
In response to Mr. Diggory's concerns, Belvina had to write again, explaining that she was merely curious and that all discussions were confined to the academic sphere, with no intention of breeding dangerous creatures.
Belvina isn't a Parseltongue. What's the difference between breeding or raising a snake monster and courting death? She hasn't lived enough yet.
Not wanting to bother two people, Belvina handed the letter to the owl that had returned with it. If Belvina wasn't mistaken, the large owl had a somewhat mournful look in its eyes as it left.
Belvina touched her nose somewhat awkwardly, watched the hardworking owl disappear into the horizon, and then turned her gaze back to the open book, "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."
On the page introducing the Basilisk, Newt details its origins, revealing that the wicked dark wizard Helbo was the first to breed it. Newt also explains the Basilisk's weakness: the crowing of a rooster is its fatal vulnerability.
The book also mentions that "there have been no records of witnessing the basilisk in Britain for at least four hundred years."
Upon seeing this, Belvina fell silent. She picked up her quill and typed a comment below the line: Welcome to the Chamber of Secrets, Mr. Scamander.
Once the comments had dried, Belvina snapped the book shut. She was absolutely certain that the monster hidden in the secret room was the Basilisk, a Basilisk that had lived for nearly a thousand years.
While others have the saying "one tortoise lives on for three generations, and even after the person is gone, the tortoise remains," Salazar Slytherin's story is quite different. His snake has been passed down for a thousand years, not only sending Slytherin himself to his death but also taking the entire Gaunt family with him.
Sitting at her desk, Belvina sorted through the letters from London one by one, tucking them into her book while thinking about something else.
As if suddenly remembering something, Belvina abruptly stood up, pushed open the door to the lounge, and walked quickly, her outer robes billowing, as if she were possessed by Snape, who was always dressed in black.
A few minutes later, Belvina stepped out of the warm castle and walked through the snow on the ground toward Hagrid's cabin.
The continuous heavy snow in the past few days made the cabin guarding the hunting grounds look like a giant ice pumpkin. Hagrid was standing in front of the chicken coop, hands on his hips, sighing.
Belvina hurried along and soon arrived in front of Hagrid. Then she fell silent, mainly because Hagrid's balaclava hat had her intimidated.
With his mountain-like, imposing physique, heavy rat-skin coat, and balaclava hat, he looked every bit the outlaw. Belvina would believe it if you told her Hagrid was planning to rob Gringotts in Diagon Alley.
"Belvina, what's wrong?" Hagrid waved his hand. "Why did you suddenly come over?"
Belvina glanced at the messy chicken coop and the rooster lying limp on the ground; it was clear that Hagrid hadn't killed it.
"This is the third one this semester," Hagrid sighed. "I thought it was a fox, or a vampire."
They even asked Professor Dumbledore if they could cast a spell in the chicken coop, but the rooster still died.
“It’s not a fox, and it’s not a vampire. You should try a banishing charm related to humans,” Belvina said. “Some people don’t want roosters in the school.”
Hagrid was taken aback for a moment, then said, "You mean someone killed my chicken! Who did it? Lockhart?"
"I'd like it to be Lockhart, but he probably doesn't have the guts," Belvina said. "It's the heir of Slytherin who killed your rooster."
Hagrid was completely dumbfounded by that one sentence. What did the heir of Slytherin have to do with roosters? Stealing a hen would be understandable, but why kill a rooster? Was its crowing disturbing his sleep?
"You don't mind me?" Belvina said, drawing her wand.
"Of course!" Hagrid said happily, immediately making way for the chicken coop.