bioinnovel Chapter 135 Loyal and Courageous Gryffindor
Chapter 135 Loyal and Courageous Gryffindor
Chapter 135 Loyal and Courageous Gryffindor
Belvina picked up her quill and unfolded the parchment to write a reply.
As is customary, she will state directly at the beginning that nothing has happened at Hogwarts, there has been no attack, and no unrest.
Then she would offer a few perfunctory words of comfort to Connelly Fudge, telling the minister not to worry too much.
At the end of the letter, she would inquire about Felix and the others' work arrangements, and whether Lockhart should be escorted back to London for trial immediately. Felix and his team had been staying at Hogwarts for a week, as if they had been forgotten by the London authorities. They had no choice but to stay put and keep a close watch on Lockhart.
Just as Belvina had finished reciting her thoughts and was about to put pen to paper, the miniature sight glass on her desk suddenly lit up and began to spin rapidly, like a spinning top.
A spy scope is a magical detector, usually used to detect suspicious people and dangerous situations in the surroundings. Some large spy scopes can even reflect human figures; the clearer the figure, the closer the danger.
The miniature sight mirror on Belvina's desk was a custom-made product by Paul Bernard, connected only to the weeping Myrtle's bathroom.
When someone enters the malfunctioning girls' restroom and uses magic, a specially made miniature viewing mirror will rotate and light up to sound an alarm.
This is the first time the specially made pocket-sized speculum has sounded an alarm since the Christmas holidays began.
Upon seeing this, Belvina immediately put down her quill, grabbed the viewing mirror on her desk, and walked out of the lounge without any hesitation.
Taking two steps at a time, Belvina quickly jogged while tying her long, loose hair up high. Once the high ponytail was in place, Belvina sprinted away, covering the distance from the classroom door to the stairwell in no time.
With her relatively long legs, Belvina took several steps at a time, leaping down the stairs like a nimble cat that never followed the beaten path.
The girls' restroom door was tightly closed, and a wooden sign that read "Out of order" was still hanging on the door. The wooden door shimmered faintly, indicating that Dumbledore's arrangements were taking effect.
Standing at the door of the restroom, Belvina did not rush in. She took out a specially made speculum from her pocket, which still shone with a glaring light.
Before long, Professor McGonagall and Bassheda arrived one after the other, each holding the same specially made endoscope, both looking anxious.
The three female professors standing at the door of the girls' restroom looked at each other, giving off a strong impression of going to the toilet together, except for the constantly glowing spyglasses in their hands.
"What do we do now?" Belvina didn't make a decision on her own, but first asked Professor McGonagall. The vice principal was temporarily acting as the principal, and she was now the head of the professors.
Professor McGonagall pressed her lips into an almost imperceptible line, her sharp eyes fixed on the tightly closed door of the girls' restroom.
"Belvina, it's your decision," Professor McGonagall said. "Professor Dumbledore said before he left that you would be in charge of handling the Chamber of Secrets."
Belvina didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "Professor, please go to each classroom to check student attendance and the common rooms of each college, paying special attention to whether any lower-year students are absent."
"I understand, please check if any of the younger students are absent," Professor McGonagall said. "I will arrange for the students to move away from here and return to the common room as soon as possible."
After saying this, Professor McGonagall nodded solemnly to Belvina, then turned and left.
"What about me? Should I go find Paul?" Bassheda asked.
"Yes, darling, go see if Paul has any dolls we can use," Belvina said. "I really hope we can solve the problem without needing dolls."
As she spoke, Belvina raised her left hand and placed it on the bathroom door, feeling the magical flow on the wooden door.
"No problem, I'll be right back. Be careful and don't act rashly," Bassheda said as she quickly left.
Belvina lowered her head, her gaze downward, her right hand holding her wand, while her left hand remained pressed against the door.
Although Dumbledore's magic had taken effect and temporarily sealed off the bathroom, Belvina didn't want to be killed by the basilisk's glare if it broke out.
Now, Belvina needs to do more than just guard the door; she also needs to figure out what's going on inside the washroom, who used magic there, and whether the basilisk has been released.
There are many ways to investigate, and Belvina couldn't decide for the moment.
The most direct and reckless way is to break Dumbledore's spell and barge into the bathroom. The only downside is that you might get killed by the Basilisk at point-blank range.
The second and most technical method is to summon a guardian spirit and have it infiltrate the bathroom to investigate. The downside is that it's uncertain whether the guardian spirit will be killed by the basilisk or whether it will affect Belvina's ability to summon the guardian spirit.
Then, in the most devout way, one should pray to Merlin, praying that Myrtle happens to be in the bathroom and will respond to Belvina's call, telling her what is happening inside.
Another method is to wait for support and let Paul control the puppet to enter the baptismal chamber. If the puppet is attacked, then there's no question, grab your weapons and go for it!
Belvina slammed the door in anger.
It's all Lucius Malfoy's fault. If he hadn't issued that suspension order, Dumbledore wouldn't have left the school. If Dumbledore were still alive, none of this mess would have happened.
At that moment, Sir Nicholas, the ghost of Gryffindor, floated down from the upper floor, humming an unknown tune.
Drifting aimlessly.
"Professor Black, what are you doing here?" Sir Nicholas said. "This is Myrtle's place," meaning that if one needed to take care of physiological needs, it was better to go somewhere else.
"Good afternoon, Sir," Belvina said casually. "I'm just waiting for someone, I'll be leaving in a bit."
Now, Belvina had a better plan: she could let Sir Nicholas into the bathroom, since Sir Nicholas was already dead anyway.
"Really? I don't believe it," Sir Nicholas Lurri said irritably. "To be honest, you look like you have something on your mind."
Sir Nicholas was a very easy-going ghost; most students liked to call him "Nearly Headless Nick."
But Sir Nicholas never got angry about it.
In addition, Sir Nicholas enjoyed giving directions to students who were about to be late for class, especially Gryffindor students.
"Is there anything I can do to help you, Professor Black?" Sir Nicholas said. "I assure you there won't be any mistakes, unlike what happened back then."
Belvina shook her head and said, "No, Jue Tu, I can't risk you. That's too dangerous. Wait a little longer, the other professors will arrive, and then we'll have a solution."
Sir Nicholas suddenly floated down from mid-air and landed in front of Belvina, almost looking her in the eye.
"What are you saying, my professor?" Sir Nicholas said disapprovingly. "I have made many mistakes in my life, the most serious of which even led to my death, but I have never been cowardly!"
"No, absolutely not, my good sir," Belvina said. "There might be a Slytherin heir in the bathroom, or a basilisk, a basilisk that has lived for a thousand years, who can kill with just a glance. No, absolutely not."
Sir Nicholas suddenly ripped his head off his neck, which was connected to his neck by only a thin strip of skin.
"Professor, your words are more hurtful than a blunt axe," said Sir Nicholas. "Noble blood flows in my veins; I am a Gryffindor ghost, and not even the Slytherin basilisk can kill me again!"
Sir Nicholas's pearly white, translucent body floated up again, and he continued, "Though I have been dead for five hundred years, I will prove to you the courage and loyalty of the Gryffindors!"
After saying that, Sir Nicholas walked straight through the wall and entered the girls' restroom.
Belvina stood at the door of the washroom feeling guilty. She felt a little ashamed for lying to Sir Nicholas, and it seemed that the title of Slytherin's outstanding graduate no longer suited her.
The main problem was that Sir Nicholas was too proactive. Belvina didn't need to use any of the lines she had secretly prepared before he volunteered to rush into the girls' restroom.
Merlin above, may Sir Nicholas be safe and sound. Belvina crossed her fingers and prayed silently.
Perhaps Merlin heard the prayer, for Sir Nicholas, his pearl-white body, emerged halfway out of the wall, looking down at Belvina.
Sir Nicholas said, "Professor, you won't believe what I've seen."