"Everyone use the Bubblehead Charm, the Extrasensory Charm, and the Floating Rune Circuit in turn. It may be a few kilometers away. I haven't tried this method, but it should work..." Harry said uncertainly, "It was Hermione's idea."
As he spoke, a transparent, pearly white ghost looked at him curiously.
"I never thought this would happen." Myrtle said happily. Looking at her smiling face, it seemed that the New Year had arrived early.
"Believe me, I didn't think I would lead a group of people here." Harry squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth. Myrtle let out a series of giggles and spun happily in the air. The members of the Front Lookout Club stared at this scene with their eyes wide open.
"I swear, even when Peeves was fanned all over the castle by Fred and George, she wasn't so happy." Ron whispered to Neville beside him, "Or when she found that Hermione's face was covered with cat hair-"
Hermione glared at him sharply.
"I didn't expect you and Myrtle have such a good relationship." Luna commented unexpectedly, her tone full of envy.
Ron's eyes widened.
"Okay, you guys!" Harry said, "Everyone move - I'm not sure if Professor Happ has told the other professors, if they get caught..." He said uneasily, annoyed by their laughter and lack of vigilance.
Myrtle's laughter was also a bit harsh, but there was no other way, he could only pretend not to hear it, after all, this was an abandoned girls' bathroom, Myrtle's territory. He could only use his eyes to send silent urging.
These students finally got serious and cast spells on themselves one by one. Harry soon regretted it - twenty or thirty people were crowded in a bathroom, and it became noisy when one person said a word. In particular, some students who seemed too excited floated in the air as if they had no weight, dancing and shouting excitedly, and the scene looked both funny and chaotic.
Dean was casting a bubble head spell on himself, and before the spell was completed, a foot fell from the sky.
"Ouch! Who stepped on my head?"
"Oh, sorry, it wasn't intentional, I couldn't help it!" Seamus couldn't help laughing, he pretended nothing happened, and said seriously: "Please pull me down--" He let out a scream before he finished speaking, because Dean grabbed his ankle in revenge and threw him out.
Seamus crashed into the wall like a bird without wings.
"A good shot." Quidditch player Katie Bell said.
Dean straightened his collar, "Thank you, I always think I have a talent for Quidditch."
"I feel like I can't breathe... sneaking into the women's room, my dad will send me a howler letter if he knows, because I ruined the reputation of the Macmillan family-I shouldn't have come at all." Ernie Macmillan muttered.
"Then why don't you leave? That way there will be room for two people!" Ginny raised her eyebrows and said.
"I warn you, don't point fingers at my size--" Ernie puffed up a fat arm and growled in a low voice.
"Then shut up your fat mouth and stop saying sour things." Ginny said bluntly.
Ron stood next to Ginny with a bubble like a fish tank on his head, and his whole face looked swollen. "Do you want to fight?" Ron said in a muffled voice. Ernie did not give in, but took a step forward. The two were about the same height, but Ernie was much stronger than Ron.
Harry strode over.
"Don't quarrel." He forced Ron and Ernie apart. "Ernie, Justin is looking for you. He is not very familiar with the Bubblehead Curse." It was not until Ernie walked away that Harry focused on Ron. "You too, Ron--" He was about to warn him, but found that Ron's eyes under the Bubblehead Curse were twice as big as before, which made him look like an angry goldfish or toad.
"Hurry up." Harry held back his laughter and left.
"Thank you." Ginny said to Ron, and Ron waved his hand pretending to be indifferent. Ginny stared at his face and chuckled, "Oh - I have to go find Luna, I wonder what she looks like -"
As soon as Harry returned to his original position, Hermione raised her hand to signal, "Harry, I think we should add a 'waterproof and moisture-proof' spell." Harry imagined the damp underground pipes in his mind and immediately agreed.
Finally - after ten minutes, all the preparations were done, and Harry cleared his throat.
"Professor Hep -"
"Deputy Headmaster." Mafalda said, "He is now the Deputy Headmaster. I have always wanted to interview him - or Professor McGonagall's thoughts on the school, but unfortunately I didn't get the chance."
"Thank you, 园伊伽丁撮涨健沸"ǖ淖钚录苹� - but please shut up now." Harry couldn't help but raise his voice, "Where was I? Oh, thank you, Hermione - Professor Hep has made a lot of modifications to the Chamber of Secrets. The previous entrance originally had to be opened with a Parseltongue, but now there is a second method. "
He raised one arm, and a dozen magic symbols flew and condensed into a glowing key, and then their feet shook, and the faucet above the sink that Harry was facing emitted a dazzling white light, and then the entire sink sank, revealing a thick water pipe on the ground.
Everyone was amazed.
"Did you follow this to enter the Chamber of Secrets and kill the basilisk?" Parvati Patil asked in amazement. She had a long ponytail today, just like her twin sister. Parvati's hair swung back and forth, circling between Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"Yes." Harry said.
"Can we learn this set of magic runes?" Anthony Goldstein asked smartly, "so that we don't have to ask you to open the door every time."
"Yes," Harry nodded, "This is also the professor's intention. Ron - you are the first one, lead the way, and I'll stay at the end. "
Ron took a deep breath and stood on the edge of the thick water pipe. Myrtle floated to the opposite side of him with great interest, lying in mid-air and staring at Ron's face.
"I still remember the scene when you jumped down for the first time." She said sadly, "You were shorter than me at that time, but now you are a head taller than me."
"It's not just the head that has changed." Ron retorted to her and jumped down, but the fact was not quite what he thought. Because of the effect of the magic circuit on his body, he disappeared in front of everyone in a slow motion. Several heads couldn't wait to look down at the hole. It was pitch black below.
After a few seconds, Ron's muffled voice came up.
"Oh - there's no danger, except that it's a little dark. I used the downward lighting spell - wow! I felt like a mouse digging a hole. Well, I mean - this feeling is very wonderful. With a little effort, I can fly a long way, like gliding -"
Everyone looked at each other. Harry shrugged and said, "You heard it too. You can think of this as the first project of the Chamber of Secrets amusement park."
The club members went down one by one, and Luna waved to Harry, "Thank you, we really need some happiness now." Harry didn't say anything. When he and Myrtle were the only ones left in the abandoned girls' bathroom, Harry whispered:
"Of course we need happiness, but we also need a war shelter more." He looked up at a corner of the bathroom ceiling, "You should think so too, Professor Happ?"
...
"I do think so."
"I discovered a long time ago that the Chamber of Secrets is a natural shelter several kilometers underground in the school. Once danger occurs, students can go there to take shelter. I also hid a fireplace in the interior space of the statue of Salazar Slytherin - just in case, even if it can't be used against Grindelwald, it may always be used if the time is extended to dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of years."
In Professor McGonagall's office, Felix nodded and said.
A mirror with ripples on it disappeared in mid-air, and Professor McGonagall stared at the air blankly, "He discovered it - maybe Albus is right, Potter does have great potential."
"He defeated Voldemort. Even though Voldemort was extremely weak at the time, he did it, and this is an indisputable fact." Felix said, "Plus he is very popular in the school, and his team also includes the editor of the "Wall" tabloid and the founders of several school clubs... I believe that within an afternoon, the news of the underground playground will spread throughout the school." "
Very foresight, Felix. I will let the male and female student union presidents and the prefects cooperate." Professor McGonagall said, she sighed, "The situation has become strange again, and the words of the saint this morning made me worry that Grindelwald will target the school. There are only a few days left before the holiday, and we must ensure the safety of the students." Her last sentence was said with finality.
"Well, I have handed that person over to Amelia. She should be discussing with Babajide Abagnale right now. I hope there will be a good result." Felix said: "At the last meeting, the Ministries of Magic of twelve countries voted and agreed to send personnel. This Auror team is under the command of Abagnale. Now that Amelia has produced new conclusive evidence, I believe the number of Ministries of Magic that agree to join the coalition will increase again."
"How many Aurors and strikers is Bones going to send?" Professor McGonagall asked curiously.
"One third."
Professor McGonagall frowned. "So it's less than fifty. The saint said that Grindelwald now has nearly six or seven hundred people. Although these people are old, they are very capable. They were once the most loyal group of Grindelwald. If these people were to spread out and recruit wizards who are dissatisfied with the current situation in the wizarding world, the number might immediately increase by more than ten times."
Felix stroked his chin and said,
"There is no way. In order to prevent the situation you mentioned, the Ministry of Magic of each country must also leave enough manpower and reaction time. For the people of the International Confederation of Wizards, the most important thing now is to establish a smooth and stable communication channel. Some of Dumbledore's previous practices are very meaningful, and..."
He stopped talking, and the fireplace suddenly burned, and Ms. Bones came out of it in a dusty state.
"How is the situation?" Professor McGonagall asked seriously.
"It has some effect." Ms. Bones said tiredly, "But Abaginde rejected the proposal to place Aurors from various countries in the UK. On the contrary, he hopes that I can persuade you to join the coalition and be his deputy." She glanced at Felix.
"No one is sure to what extent Grindelwald has recovered. According to the test results given by the therapist of the United Wizards International, Grindelwald is now at most a little stronger than an elite Auror, but it is also limited. If he completely recovers to his former level..."
Her eyes flashed with a meaningful light.
In that case, Felix Hepp must not leave easily. Only in the most turbulent times will people realize what it means to have a wizard like Dumbledore or Felix.
"I won't leave school at this time." Felix frowned and said, "I'm still uncertain about Grindelwald's true intentions, but you can tell Abaginder that I will take some action at the end of the semester - don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in commanding a complex wizard army, and I believe the political wrangling involved will definitely consume most of my energy. I will try to find Grindelwald out and find a chance to talk to him. The best result is of course to convince him, and the secondary goal is to find out his intentions - or fight and find out his strength. I always feel that he is too anxious, he shouldn't be so anxious."
"Okay, I'll pass the message." Bones sighed and said, "To be honest, I only realize now that compared with the pressure brought by Grindelwald, Voldemort seems... at least you and Dumbledore were able to completely suppress Voldemort at that time, and the Ministry of Magic Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix also had an absolute advantage over the Death Eaters, but now Grindelwald has three times the power of the British Ministry of Magic, and this is just the backbone force that is most loyal to him. Any one of them can gather dozens or hundreds of believers..."
"…If all these people are used to target a certain country, it will definitely be a huge disaster." She seemed to imagine that scene and couldn't help shuddering. "Still can't contact Dumbledore?" She asked expectantly.
Felix and Professor McGonagall looked at each other slowly and shook their heads.
"There's no need to be so pessimistic, Amelia." Felix said, "Have you ever thought about why Grindelwald prioritized gathering this group of backbone forces? According to the saint, Grindelwald even took the form of a fire contract... He didn't do that back then."
"You mean he lacks confidence?" Ms. Bones said immediately alertly.
Felix nodded seriously.
"Grindelwald has two paths: violent confrontation or verbal instigation. If he chooses the former, he will immediately be labeled a dark wizard by the Ministries of Magic of various countries, and his past crimes will be dug up and magnified tenfold. Don't forget, the existing order shows no signs of collapse. As long as it can be strictly guarded for a few months, the situation will be very different."
"If he chooses the latter - half a century has passed, even if his speeches were charming and his slogans were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, how many people are left who are willing to swear allegiance to him? His era has passed, and we will see that there will not be many people willing to follow him in the new generation - those young people may not have heard of his name, or even if they have heard of it, he is notorious. The only thing to worry about is that he will go all out!"
...
Grindelwald and Vita Rosier stood on the exquisite steps and knocked on the door. While waiting, he said casually:
"I don't need too many people to be loyal to me. As long as I can gather enough prestige to scare those law enforcers, it will be enough. Dozens of Ministries of Magic are arguing with each other. Does Abakind have enough prestige to bring all these people together? I am not the same person I was back then, but Abakind is not the Dumbledore of that time either."
"Believe me, Vita, as long as we don't take the initiative, no one will dare to take the responsibility of provoking a wizard war."
Grindelwald showed a sarcastic smile.
"But his identity is indeed useful, at least it is enough to scare people, so we are here."
Footsteps approached, and a woman dressed as a servant opened the door. She leaned against the door and looked at the two people in confusion, "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"We are looking for Mr. Babajide Abaginder." Vita Rosier said.
"But - Mr. Abaginder said he doesn't see outsiders, do you have an appointment?" The maid asked.
"It's an urgent official business, related to Mr. Abaginder's biggest worry at the moment." Grindelwald said: "I have talked to the guards here, Grove, right? A very dedicated young man."
The maid looked over their shoulders across the street, and a young man at the alley nodded in this direction.
"Oh," she opened the door, "Please come in, I'll call him - Mr. Abaginder hasn't slept for dozens of hours - he has been in a meeting and just lay down not long ago."
Grindelwald and Vita Rosier were led into the living room. Grindelwald sat in a beautiful and comfortable chair, calmly took out a book from his pocket, and read it attentively.
"The Tales of Beedle the Bard"?
The maid looked at the torn cover carefully and could tell that its owner must have read it frequently. Some letters had peeled off. Although it was a little strange, her vigilance did decrease a lot.
People who like to read fairy tales can't be bad people, right? And this person is very polite...