Hogwarts: This Wizard Is Not Scientific

The little witch has read a lot of extracurricular books and has a good memory, but in terms of knowledge, she is far beyond what Andy can compare to.

"Basilisk!"

The creature Basilisk has disappeared from the wizarding world for many years.

The first recorded basilisk was bred by the vile Herpo.

He placed a rooster egg under a toad and incubated it, creating a giant snake with dangerous abilities.

The basilisk's most powerful ability is its yellow eyes. Any creature that looks into the basilisk's eyes will die instantly.

“Rooster eggs…? Apart from looking like a snake, is this basilisk really a snake?” Andy complained.

"But if it's a basilisk, it's possible."

After all...the symbol of Slytherin House is the snake, Slytherin himself is a snake lover, and a dark wizard.

Andy didn't find it strange at all that Slytherin had bred a basilisk.

The most important thing is that the basilisk can kill people without being seen, so there are no wounds on Myrtle's body.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore couldn't find out the truth.

Thinking of this, Andy suddenly felt a sense of superiority in terms of IQ.

The matter of the Chamber of Secrets had troubled Dumbledore for so many years, but it only took him a few months to basically pinpoint the truth.

Dumbledore is old!

The future of the wizarding world still depends on me.

Andy pondered in his mind, "Should I write a letter to Dumbledore? Um... No!"

The basilisk's weakness is obvious. The crowing of a rooster can easily subdue the basilisk.

Now that you know the enemy's weakness, there is nothing to be afraid of.

At this moment, Andy was basically certain that the girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle was the entrance to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

The monster in the secret room should be the basilisk.

"Will Voldemort take away all the research data?" Andy prayed in his heart.

There are still about twenty days before school starts, which is enough time for Andy to make all the preparations.

"The only difficulty at the moment is how to open the entrance to the secret room."

"Special magic? Bloodline? Or snake magic?"

Andy thought, if he were a Slytherin, he would use his blood or his ability to control snakes as the key to open the Chamber of Secrets.

Because magic can be easily cracked.

"After we solved the monster in the secret room, there shouldn't be any danger next semester, right?"

……

After staying at his grandfather's house for five days, Andy took Isabel back home.

The school notice has arrived, and George wrote a letter to Andy. They took Harry Potter to the Burrow, and when they came to visit Andy, they knew that Andy had gone to his grandfather's house.

The little girl kept clamoring to see Harry Potter.

"Mom, long time no see." The first thing Andy did when he got home was to give Helen a warm hug.

Helen did not refuse Andy's hug, but her tone was not so happy, "You were not so enthusiastic when you came back from school."

Andy smiled awkwardly.

"Where's the notice?" Helen asked.

Andy handed over the notice. "The professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course next semester should be Lockhart, and the textbooks are a complete set of books written by him."

Speaking of this, Andy's tone was not very good.

Lockhart should be a very capable magic master, and his books are collected in the library of Hogwarts. Andy has read one of them, which is well written and true.

But he actually used his position as a professor to sell his own books - it can be seen that this person has some character issues.

In particular, his books are a bit expensive and not suitable as textbooks.

"Lockhart!"

Helen's expression changed slightly, "It seems like you can learn some real skills in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester."

Andy nodded.

Having character problems doesn’t matter, as long as you have the ability.

The money you spend on books should be considered as tuition.

Helen continued, "Andy, you've grown up now. Use your own pocket money to buy your textbooks for next semester!"

Andy took a deep breath.

Lockhart!!!

Andy swears that if Lockhart can't teach him some real skills, he will make him regret coming to Hogwarts!

No! I won't let him have the chance to regret it.

Kill him!

Chapter 147 Harry Ron: Bitter, Astringent and Sour

After returning to the room, the first thing Andy did was to write a letter to Hermione, agreeing to go to Diagon Alley together in three days to buy textbooks for next semester.

Miss Know-It-All is pretty good.

Throughout the entire Hogwarts, Andy couldn't find another little wizard who could get along so well with him.

In every aspect.

Andy sent the letter using his own owl, and after thinking it over, he decided to visit the Burrow.

Riding on Kyle's newly bought broom, Andy identified the direction, flew over the Weasel Mountain, and landed in front of the Burrow.

The Burrow is an extremely strange house. It is at least four stories high and is built crookedly. It looks like six or seven houses piled together.

"Hi! Mrs. Weasley, good morning."

The door of the Burrow was open, and only Mrs. Weasley was busy in the living room on the first floor.

"Oh! Andy, dear, you haven't been here for some time." Mrs. Weasley seemed very enthusiastic and gave Andy a suffocating hug.

"Where are Ron and Harry?" Andy asked struggling.

"Ron——"

Mrs. Weasley shouted upstairs: "Andy is coming, come down quickly!"

Deng Deng Deng!

There were footsteps and Ron poked his head out from the stairs. When he saw Andy, he smiled and said, "Hey! Andy, you have a busy life these days."

"You know, I like to study!"

Andy spread his hands and said, "I went to visit my grandfather's house some time ago."

Mrs. Weasley interrupted, "Ron, you really should learn from Andy and not think you can do nothing during the holidays."

Ron smiled wryly.

Harry ran downstairs and gave Andy a warm hug, "Andy, long time no see."

Andy patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "I thought you had disappeared recently. I haven't seen any reply from you in this period of time."

"terribly sorry!"

Harry couldn't hold back his anger when talking about this. "All the letters you wrote to me were intercepted by a house-elf. It also cast a spell in my house and put a piece of cake on Mrs. Mason's head. The Ministry of Magic thought it was me who did it."

"House elf?"

Andy looked surprised, "Whose is this? A house-elf can't be without an owner."

Ron solved the case directly, "It must have been Malfoy who did it."

Andy thought about it and rarely agreed with Ron's guess, "I think so. It's impossible for a house elf to do such a thing without the master's order."

The only person who could do such a thing is Malfoy.

"It said its name was Dobby, and it intercepted the letter to prevent me from going to Hogwarts."

Harry looked indignant, "But that's impossible, I belong there."

Andy frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

Why did the house-elf named Dobby appear in front of Harry? Even if he did, why did he reveal his purpose?

This is not in line with the code of conduct for house elves.

Ron invited, "Andy, do you want to come to my room and play?"

Andy: "..."

If you say that, people will misunderstand you.

Ron's room is located at the top of the Burrow, just below the Ghoul Attic. There is a sign on the door that says 'Ron's Room'.

The walls and sloping ceiling of the room were covered with posters of Charlie Cannon, and even the bed sheets were printed with the Charlie Cannon logo.

That was Ron's idol.

"It's a little small." Ron said shyly.

"Very unique." Andy didn't know what to say.

Harry thought everything here was amazing. "I think it's great."

Harry even began to fantasize about whether he could live in the Burrow directly during the next summer vacation.

He can pay for his own living expenses.

"Cough cough!"

Ron coughed lightly and asked shyly, "Andy, have you finished your summer homework?"

"Summer! Vacation! Homework?"

Andy was stunned. "I didn't write a single word!"

Harry turned and looked over.

He has already finished half of his summer homework. As an excellent student, how could Andy not do his homework?

"I forgot!"

Andy said with a bitter face: "After the holiday, I have been practicing magic or reading some magic books. I forgot that we have summer homework."

Ron looked at Andy with sympathy.

They have a lot of summer homework, and there are less than 20 days left before school starts. Andy will probably have to spend a lot of time catching up on his homework.

Harry hesitated.

He wanted to lend his homework to Andy, but he was worried that a good student like Andy would look down on his homework.

"Oh! It seems I can only borrow Hermione's homework to copy."

Andy sighed and said helplessly, "I have to write a letter to Hermione when I get back and see if I can get her to help me with my homework. I'm too lazy to write."

Harry, Ron: "..."

What exactly is this bitter, astringent and sour feeling?

Why don't we Gryffindors have such classmates?

"By the way, Andy, you said you've been practicing magic?"

Harry discovered the blind spot. "Aren't young wizards not allowed to perform magic outside of school?"

Ron also looked at Andy with curiosity.

Andy shrugged, "I have connections at the Ministry."

As he spoke, Andy drew his wand, and without chanting a spell, Harry and Ron flew up.