From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Harry never imagined that one day he would be forced into the girls' bathroom with a wand.

"Slow down, kid," Lockhart called after him. "Stay out of my sight. It's for our own good."

'Damn it...' Harry tried to save himself, but even if he didn't lose his wand, he couldn't deal with Professor Lockhart behind him - that was the legendary adventurer.

"You don't need this."

He tried to use words to disturb Lockhart, although he didn't know what the use was, "Professor Lockhart, you are already a great adventurer, you don't need to-"

"Shut up, Harry." As Lockhart finished speaking, Harry felt as if his back was being whipped hard by a whip. He staggered and almost fell over. "I've already endured a nagging person. Guy, so be quiet."

"Okay, you're right."

Harry stalled in another way and slowed down his pace to the extreme - but the secret passage from just now to the bathroom was too close. Even if he slowed down, he would still reach his destination.

‘Someone! ’

But this joy was shattered before it spread in my heart. Two wizards dressed as professors whom Harry was unfamiliar with were lying there, their bodies covered in blood...

"You said you wouldn't hurt Ron and the others!"

Harry turned his head, no longer intending to cooperate, and rushed towards Lockhart quickly, trying to do something with his fists - but he was firmly immobilized by the spell before he even took two steps, and Lockhart only lightly With a flick of his wand, his resistance was easily extinguished.

"Quiet, Harry," Lockhart showed his white teeth, "I will not kill anyone. When it comes to the dead, the review of books will be very difficult. They just passed out. Those are chickens." Blood."

Lockhart was right - although the scene was bloody and looked like a murder scene, all the blood came from the rooster lying on the ground.

"You can look at those two professors. To be honest, I quite like them." Lockhart released the magic that controlled Harry. "Don't think about doing anything bad. Although I don't want to hurt others, but If anything goes wrong, I believe the chicken-killing magic can be applied to other places as well.”

The blood on the ground obviously stimulated Harry, and he cooperated very well and came to the entrance of the so-called secret room.

"Over there," Lockhart pointed his wand firmly at Harry, then lowered his head slightly, "Open it."

Nothing happened…

"Open!"

"Open!!"

"Open it for me!!!"

Lockhart sputtered, making Harry almost laugh.

But Lockhart quickly gave him a cold look, lowered his head again, "Open it."

Harry couldn't help but shudder - this was not a sound that humans could make, it was a strange sound like hissing, but what was even stranger was that Harry could hear the sound.

‘I heard something like that! ’

Harry tried his best to recall, memories tumbling in his mind - 'Yes, it's a basilisk. I heard the basilisk's voice in the pipe before! That's what that voice sounds like! ’

"What are you doing here, Harry?" Lockhart's voice interrupted his imagination, "You go down first!"

Only then did Harry realize that at the moment he was in a daze, the entrance to the secret room had been opened.

A water pipe that was thick enough for a person to get into appeared in front of them. Harry reluctantly entered the pipe under the threat of the wand, but the strange hissing sound in his mind never stopped.

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"It's difficult. There are so many suspects. Which one should we investigate?"

He copied down the names of the listed suspects one by one and began to figure out his next plan.

"The other party must be trying to do something. The month Dumbledore said is getting closer and closer, and the other party must not be able to sit still and wait for death. If I were the murderer, when would I take action?"

"Check the schedule!" William yawned and covered the form a little, "Bart, can you bring me something to eat?"

An investigation is an investigation, and you still have to eat. I have been very hungry these days when I have been investigating until late at night - wait a minute!

William suddenly remembered and looked at the visiting house elf expectantly.

"Bart, which professor has a greater demand for late-night snacks recently?"

If you think about it, if he is a murderer, he will definitely not be able to eat well and sleep well, but people will always be hungry. It is normal to find yourself hungry at night and have a midnight snack - especially since Hogwarts basically has a professor who is responsible for the food. The little elf in the dormitory is here.

Who knew that the elf who could do almost anything in the past was in trouble today.

"I'm sorry, Professor," Bart said with embarrassment on his face, "We can't ask about such a thing. The school rules stipulate that the elves who serve professors are mainly professors. Even if the principal asks, it's useless. This was done when the school was founded. Even Dumbledore can't change the rules."

"Is there really nothing you can do?"

"No," Bart was so embarrassed that he almost cried. "We will not tell anyone about the professor's preferences for decoration or other things. We never share this. Every elf who serves the professor is even the busiest one in the kitchen. Nothing is assigned to the professor at all times, so no one knows what the professor ate when he was not in the restaurant..."

Probably because he was too anxious, Bart spoke so confusingly that it was almost incomprehensible.

But William didn't pay attention to this - "Wait, you mean, you will be summoned even when the kitchen is the busiest?"

"Yes, Professor," Bart raised his head, "I will prepare meals for you at any time, even if Peeves makes a mess in the kitchen."

"No, what were you busy with at noon that day?"

"What noon, Professor?"

"The day I found the crown." William stared at Bart, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Crown? Crown..." Bart repeated, his eyes dazed, "No, professor, you didn't summon me that day..."

"caught you!"

Bart was startled by William's unclear words, "Professor?"

"It's okay. Thank you Bart. You can go back first. I think I have a better midnight snack."

William looked happy and took out his wand - 'I thought I was overreacting at the time, but I didn't expect that, Professor Lockhart, I've caught you now! ’

'First find Professor McGonagall secretly, and then notify Dumbledore! ’

‘You’re an adventurer, right… I wonder if you can beat Dumbledore? ’

As soon as such a pleasant thought appeared, William couldn't help but smile, "Calm down, calm down, William, it would be bad if someone discovered him. Professor Lockhart is a great adventurer. If there is any investigation, his secret will be exposed."

‘Go out calmly, find the professor calmly, and then give Professor Lockhart a surprise! ’

ps: Also, I suggest you don’t wait...even though it’s only 500 words...