Harry didn't have the Sorting Hat with him, and couldn't use the Witcher's methods.
That's so recognizable.
He waved his wand.
The tables and chairs twisted and turned into thorns, blocking his way, but they were unable to block his way. Several blasting spells were fired, blowing it to pieces.
Only for a moment, but enough.
Harry cast another spell.
"The clouds are misty!"
Thick fog poured out and mixed with the smoke from the explosion spell, covering his body and enveloping the area around the door.
"He's trying to escape!" someone exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the lounge opened and Harry ran out.
The little snakes followed and ran out.
Leaving the fog range, their vision was unobstructed and they saw the figure go into the bathroom in the underground corridor.
They followed him in, and found the room empty.
Carefully and cautiously, several little snakes opened the cubicle doors one by one, from the outermost to the innermost. There were a total of sixteen cubicles. Only a few first and second graders were so panicked that their cubicle doors were forced open and they didn't have time to put on their pants, looking hopeless.
The guy disguised as Graham disappeared.
"It's the Disillusionment Charm!" a Slytherin said, raising his wand. "Stop the curse now!"
Others followed suit, chanting the same magic spell.
Dozens of spells were cast and superimposed.
Powerful and majestic magic swept across and spread in all directions.
No one showed up.
The little snakes' faces turned pale and they gritted their teeth in hatred.
Where are the people?
Why is it gone?
The young wizard who shouted "Stop Curse" the fastest frowned and said, "Go tell Professor Snape, he will definitely be found!"
Harry had already put on his Invisibility Cloak and slipped away from the gap between them. After more than half an hour, when the effect of the Polyjuice Potion had worn off, he put his robe back to its original shape and walked back calmly.
The Gryffindor common room was bustling with activity.
Both lower and upper grades gathered together, arguing and discussing endlessly.
"Harry, Professor McGonagall came over just now and took a group of people away." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Harry. "She said someone broke into the Slytherin common room and was discovered. I thought..."
"How did you get caught?" Ron lowered his voice, but could not hide his surprise, "That's Polyjuice Potion."
Harry said nothing and waved his hand.
Took Hermione and Ron to his dormitory.
Neville and the others were not there. They were still in the common room, discussing the hero who had the guts to break into the Slytherin common room... oh, no, it was the "outlaw".
"Shouldn't our Mr. Hat explain something?" Harry looked at the Sorting Hat on the table and cast a Imprisoning Spell to lock the dormitory door.
The Sorting Hat tilted its tip to one side.
"There is no portrait of Slytherin," Harry said quietly, his tone sounding a little dangerous. "Who would have thought that the symbol of Hogwarts, the holy relic of Gryffindor, would lie about such a thing."
"Harry, I didn't lie to you." The Sorting Hat shook, "There is indeed a portrait of Slytherin in the Slytherin common room."
"The Trial of Gryffindor is written in the castle contract."
"If the portrait is taken away, destroyed, or deliberately hidden, I can sense it - I am the most important part of the trial."
As it spoke, it paused.
"It is in the Slytherin common room, openly visible to every Slytherin student."
Hermione frowned.
It was not difficult for her to analyze from Harry's words how Harry's identity was exposed.
Slytherin students did not think there were portraits of Slytherins in the common room, so Harry's disguise as Snape was immediately exposed.
Can……
The Sorting Hat was so confident.
It also said that every Slytherin could see a portrait of the ancient, legendary founder.
It's so contradictory.
Harry poked it with his wand. "You are over a thousand years old. Compared to the Slytherins' brains, I doubt whether there is something wrong with you."
"I didn't!" The Sorting Hat was so angry that it wanted to pounce on him and bite him. "Hogwarts and I are one. As long as the castle is still there, I can't damage it."
"I can assure you of that."
"I promise you in the name of Gryffindor and Hogwarts—"
"There will be absolutely no problem with the trial."
As it said this, it sneered: "This is a Gryffindor test, not the little joke that Dumbledore played on you last year."
"After more than a thousand years, there will always be some geniuses who can draw the sword of Gryffindor when they are still students like you and are qualified to take the trial..."
“But they all failed.”
"The heir of Gryffindor must be better than Gryffindor, my dear Harry."
Harry deadpanned, "Any Slytherin can see it, but they can't recognize it as a portrait of Slytherin."
"So the first step to getting into Slytherin is to stuff your brain with bezoars?"
The Sorting Hat shook its head and stopped talking.
"It looks like we have to continue living in the library and look for information about that Slytherin." Harry put down his wand. "Maybe we should also look for Gryffindor to see if he is like Dumbledore, with a bezoar stuffed into his brain in his old age."
Ron's brain crashed.
He was still analyzing the Sorting Hat's words.
What is “something that can be seen and invisible”.
It's really complicated.
Harry canceled the spell and just opened the door, and there stood Seamus and Neville.
"Look, I told you Granger was in there too." Seamus winked at Neville, making the fat boy blush.
"Wait!" Seamus immediately saw Ron who came in a little later, "Ron, why are you in there too?"
Ron looked back at his bed.
this……
It seemed to be his dormitory as well. Why was he so surprised that he was involved in this matter?
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"I came here to call you to celebrate." Seamus replied, "Someone, suspected to be a Gryffindor, broke into the Slytherin common room, and Weasley and the others got some wine."
"And some cakes," Neville added, "and a roasted lamb. I don't know how they got it."
Professor McGonagall captured almost all the outstanding students in the sixth and seventh grades, as well as some of the fifth grades, and interrogated them carefully several times. Snape almost couldn't help but use the truth serum.
Such a shameful thing!
Someone broke into the common room and let that person escape!
The old bat demon who was the head of Slytherin wanted to cast a Fiery Curse and flatten the Gryffindor common room.
But no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't find the culprit who broke into the Slytherin common room.
The little lions were also guessing.
There are not many people who are good at Transfiguration and can cast the Disillusionment Charm, and meet such stringent requirements.
I don’t know if he hid it so well and didn’t want to reveal his identity, or... in fact, it wasn’t Gryffindor who broke into the Slytherin common room.
But that doesn't matter.
No matter what the result is, it will not affect the little lions' celebration.
Harry was in no mood to drink, so he just got a few people drunk and ended the party hastily. He watched the Weasley brothers grab Percy, use the Transfiguration Charm to give him swan wings, and dance there in a messy but happy manner.
weekend.
The three of them settled in the library, looking for information about "Salazar Slytherin". As one of the most famous wizards in Great Britain, his information was not difficult to find.
"Parseltongue?" Harry froze when he read the first line of text. "Is the ability to talk to snakes a rare ability?"
"Of course!" Ron nodded. "Not everyone can do it. Only the descendants of Slytherin can..."
"So can I." Harry said slowly, his face heavy.
He had discovered long ago that he could talk to snakes without taking any potions.
This is one of the signs that he is considered to be extremely talented.
In fact, in that world, in the small circle of demon hunters and warlocks, the name "Snake Tongue" is often used to refer to him. Many people who don't know the truth may even mistakenly think that he is from the Viper School.
Are you a descendant of Slytherin?
He didn't think so. He had seen the Potter family tree and it had nothing to do with Slytherin.
Is it the piece of Voldemort's soul in his scar?
This is really bad news.
Ron laughed, but his smile became drier and drier. "Harry, that joke isn't funny."
"I'm not the Sorting Hat. I don't joke." Harry ran his fingers over the words.
Ron's face twisted: "Oh... no..."
"Does Slytherin have Animagus?" Harry looked up quickly.
Hermione also buried her head in reading.
Ron struggled for a while, then simply put it out of his mind - Harry was so outstanding, it seemed to make sense that he had a talent for "Parseltongue". Even if he was a descendant of Slytherin, he was now a Gryffindor.
More than an hour later.
"I can't find it." Hermione shook her head.
Ron's expression turned strange: "I did find a rumor - the giant squid in the Black Lake might be Gryffindor."
"No wizard has ever lived for a thousand years." Hermione shook her head.
Harry closed the book and asked a question: "If Slytherin had an Animagus, what animal would it be?"
"snake!"
Hermione and Ron said the same word without hesitation.
The image of Slytherin has become synonymous with snakes.
Hermione reacted quickly: "You mean..."
"The portrait that Slytherin left in the common room might not be of him, but of his Animagus form?"
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