Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

In the Black Lake, giant squids surfaced again, and some strange-looking mermaids poked their heads out, their heads like reefs in the lake.

The bustle during the day belongs to the students, but the night seems to be the world of animals.

I wonder if the professors at the school can convince them to volunteer to serve as NPCs in the maze...

Wade thought about it and felt that it was unlikely.

Although there is a magic contract that can restrain animals from harming students, the intelligent creatures in the magic world are usually very proud. They are afraid of wizards and look down on humans.

Although wizards often feel the same way.

Wade watched the maze sink into the night and be swallowed by darkness. He heard rustling sounds coming from the room behind him and knew that it was the house elves who came to clean the room.

"Zoe?" Wade looked back at the elf and asked, "I have something to ask you for help?"

"Of course, Mr. Grey." Zoe bowed and said, "What can I do for you?"

"There may be an elf sneaking into the school recently. It's called Dobby and is dressed in rags." Wade said, "If you see it, can you bring it to me?"

The second update is still at night

Chapter 173 Snake Whisperer

"Zoe is happy to help Weed Grey bring Dobby the bad elf. As long as Zoe finds it, Zoe will definitely catch it."

Zoe said softly, her face full of enthusiasm, as if she was happy to be needed.

"Thank you, Zoe." Wade smiled and said, "If he resists, please tell him for me that if he wants to be free, then I can help him."

Zoe looked at Wade carefully with her round eyes and asked curiously, "Why would a house elf want to leave its master? He is such a bad elf."

"You can't say that."

Wade shook his head and said, "Hogwarts is a great place for elves. As long as you get your work done, you won't be criticized."

"But Zoe, some private house-elves live worse than slaves at home. They are beaten and abused at will... It's natural for them to want to leave."

Zoe shook her big head and said, "Zoe can't understand, but Zoe will definitely help. Zoe will never refuse Vid Grey's request."

Vader smiled.

"Thanks, Zoe, it's great to meet you."

……

When he woke up in the morning, Wade looked at the mandrake leaf in his mouth in the mirror as usual.

As complete as ever.

He poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, then took a few pieces of chewing gum and put them in his mouth.

After getting used to it, the leaves no longer affected Wade's speech and activities. As long as he used the sticking spell when he went to bed at night, he wouldn't have to worry about biting the leaves or swallowing them in his dreams.

For Weed, the biggest impact now is that he can't brush his teeth. Although he can use cleaning spells, or rinse his mouth with salt water or tea, he always feels uncomfortable without brushing his teeth.

He was even less willing to talk to others.

Among his classmates, only Michael knew that Vader had been studying Animagus recently. The others just thought that Vader had become silent recently.

But he didn't talk much to begin with, so his classmates didn't notice much difference.

Hermione has been spending more time reading recently, and during the Umbrella House event, she asked everyone to help her read some books that she couldn't finish yet.

"Hermione, how can I finish reading this?" Neville said in despair, holding the task assigned to him.

"You don't have to read it word for word." Hermione handed the last few books to Wade, turned around and looked at everyone and said, "We just need to look for the legend of the Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts from these books."

"Secret room?" Everyone looked at each other.

"That house-elf said that the Chamber of Secrets is about to be opened. I don't think this is just some made-up gossip. There must be some meaning behind it!"

Hermione put her hands on her hips and said, "I remember seeing something about the Chamber of Secrets before, but unfortunately I can't remember it clearly!"

"But..." Padma raised her hand as if she was talking to a teacher and asked, "Why should we check this kind of thing? Nothing dangerous has happened in the school."

"If you want to talk about danger, there is indeed one thing..."

Fred's words attracted everyone's attention. He pretended to be serious and gloomy, and said viciously:

"I have a bottle of poison here. After class, I will let one of you drink it. I hope the antidote you brew is effective! Otherwise..."

He didn't finish his words, but smiled coldly with a crooked mouth.

"Oh, Snape..."

Harry groaned, and Neville next to him showed the same painful expression.

"It's Professor Snape!"

Hermione corrected, then slapped the table vigorously:

"Listen to me, everyone! We can't wait until something happens before we get anxious, right? Look up relevant information in advance, so that even if something does happen, we won't be completely unprepared!"

"So...what if nothing happens?" Harry asked, raising his hand.

"Then you have gained valuable knowledge!" said Hermione seriously.

Those who didn't like reading all sighed, but under Hermione's strong pressure, which was like that of Professor McGonagall, everyone finally opened the book.

Fortunately, their work finally produced some results. One day later, Ryan found clues related to the secret room in a yellowed notebook.

"...after a violent argument with Gryffindor, Slytherin eventually left the school."

"Before he left, he built a secret room and left horrible things in it... Only when his true successor comes to the school can the secret room be opened..."

"The terror will cleanse the school of all those unworthy of learning magic..."

"What is this horrible thing?" Theo couldn't help but ask.

Ryan turned to the end of the notes and shook his head: "No one knows, but the author speculates that it is some kind of monster that only Slytherin can control."

"No, the heir of Slytherin can also control it." Michael pointed out the problem sharply, and guessed: "Maybe it's some kind of magical contract inherited through blood?"

"It's a snake," said Vader.

"What?" Almost no one understood immediately.

"Slytherin speaks Parseltongue." Vader looked at Harry's confused eyes and explained again: "Salazar Slytherin can talk to snakes. This is his talent."

Harry froze.

Michael tapped his palms. "Yes! If Parseltongue can be passed down through blood, then Slytherin's descendants will definitely be able to talk to snakes and even control their movements."

"So the monster in the secret room might be a snake?" Padma asked, "What kind of snake is so powerful?"

Wade did not give any further hints. They all agreed to look up information on various venomous snakes, including runes, bird snakes, basilisks, sea snakes, Belcher snakes, taipans, black mambas, etc.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Michael suddenly noticed that Harry's face looked strange and asked.

"I..." Harry looked at everyone, not knowing whether he should tell the truth.

"You have a stomachache?" Neville guessed.

"You haven't finished your homework? You want to copy it?" Hermione also said: "Or don't have time to look up the information?"

“Is the scar hurting again?” Theo asked.

Facing everyone's concerned gazes, Harry finally stammered, "I think... talking to snakes is a rare thing? There should be many wizards who can do this, right?"

"No, most people can't do it." Theo shook his head. "Parseltongue is very, very rare. The most famous example is Salazar Slytherin."

"Why do you think he's so ordinary?" Michael couldn't help laughing. "It's not like you can speak snake language! Have you ever heard someone say..."

Michael's words stopped abruptly and he looked at Harry in surprise, his eyes widening slightly.

Harry said nothing.

After a long while, Hermione asked softly in Harry's slightly pale face: "You are not a snake whisperer, are you, Harry? You are not, right?"

Harry looked at her and nodded slowly.

"I'm."

He said.

Chapter 174: Learning Snake Language

"You're a Parseltongue? You can talk to snakes?"

After a long while, Neville confirmed again, as if he thought he had heard it wrong.

After telling the secret, Harry felt relieved. Hearing this, he said in detail:

"Once at the zoo, I released a python from its glass case. I don't know how I did it. At that time, I didn't know I was a wizard..."

"Anyway, when it left, I heard it say thank you and goodbye to me."

"A snake... said thank you to you?" Ryan couldn't believe it: "Did you hear it speaking English, or..."

Harry recalled: "It was English with an accent, right? It sounded like someone was speaking through clenched teeth."

"Why not try it?" Vader said, pointing his wand at the quill on the table.

The turquoise feather pen twisted and soon turned into a small green snake. It swam across the table, its triangular head rising from time to time.

"Say something to it, Harry?" Wade said. "Give it an order."

Harry saw that everyone was looking at him curiously, and Padma and Hermione unconsciously leaned back, trying to get away from the snake.

He looked at the magical snake, thought for a moment and said, "Hello? Uh... can you coil up?"

The snake looked at him, coiled up meekly, raised its head and stuck out its pointed tongue, as if waiting for the next order.

Harry relaxed, and he even felt that the snake was very friendly. He looked up at the crowd, and couldn't tell what their expressions were.

Harry felt a slight panic rising in his stomach.

Vader spoke up.

"It seems that you don't realize that the hissing sound you just made was like a snake talking."

He said thoughtfully: "It's amazing... People need to memorize and practice constantly to learn a language. But snake talkers are born with the ability to speak snake language, as if their brains have a built-in translation system..."