Kayson and Dumbledore had been coaxing each other for a long time. After Dumbledore greeted Colin's friends back, he calmed down a little and followed his friends back to Gryffindor Tower with his new glasses.
"Well... at least the situation is still within an acceptable range for the time being." Dumbledore said quietly while sitting in his seat.
"... How about you say you are the principal? Sit down." Kayson gave a thumbs up to Dumbledore.
"I know you're sarcastic. Just put that thumb back."
Kayson nodded, thought for a while and then flashed his middle finger.
"I was looking up the school history of Hogwarts recently. I wanted to find out where the Basilisk, which has been in the school's history for nearly seventy years, came from. Later, I regretfully found that the Basilisk has a longer history than the Professor Binns that teaches History of Magic."
Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment and wrote on it, Hogwarts Basilisk.
In it, he compiled various information about Basilisk from Hogwarts school history, History of Magic, various unofficial histories and miscellaneous legends.
Kayson If you look carefully, this history is really much longer than Professor Binns. This can be traced back to when Four Founders of Hogwarts was still alive, and Salazar Slytherin was here There is a Chamber of Secrets built in the castle. Legend has it that Heir of Slytherin will open that Chamber of Secrets. Obtaining the treasure inside can eliminate all impure bloodlines.
"Slytherin The animal in the academy is a snake. So your reasoning is really possible. So when Voldemort possessed Lockhart, he asked Lockhart to put the notes containing him into Chamber of Secrets in advance."
"After his soul left Lockhart, his soul was pulled back to Horcrux by the note. It happened to be attached to the so-called Slytherin treasure, Basilisk. It makes sense." Kayson nodded in recognition.
"What we need now is to find where [Slytherin and Chamber of Secrets] are. I made a list. They are all outstanding members of Slytherin who are still alive in history. Maybe you can gain something by asking them."
Dumbledore stood up and took out a piece of parchment from the bookshelf behind him and gave it to Kayson.
The latter took it over and took a look at it.
"Yes, we all know each other, but I only nodded to them. If they really knew this secret, I don't think they would reveal it to me. After all, their nephews are not the prey of that Heir of Slytherin."
Kayson put the list on the table. As for the names on the list, he had actually seen them all, starting with the oldest one, Slughorn. At that time, they met in the Ministry of Magic banquet hall for a year. At that time, Kayson received a bottle of Liquid Luck.
The younger one is Snape. Although he always has a bad face, he is not the kind of person who doesn't take the little wizard's life seriously, not to mention last semester. Draco scolded Hermione and said Mudblood. He reacted so loudly, and it is unlikely that he has any hatred for the wizard Muggle-born.
"Tom has lost his mind and does not regard Pure-blood as prey. I remain silent about this."
Kayson touched his chin. "Oh...Weasley family is also Pure-blood?"
"The mainstream concept in the magic world is that... it is ."
"How about Weasley family teaching his children well? If those Pure-blood familys teach their children to have half the skills of Weasley family, Wizarding World will truly have a better tomorrow."
"Well..." After many years of not being a professor, Dumbledore didn't have the stinking problem of being easily off-topic when talking about business. He redirected the topic to the right direction. "I asked Hagrid to buy a lot of chickens, which are Basilisk's natural enemies."
"... Do you know Muggle gramophone? Although Hogwarts will interfere with electromagnetic signals, it is an old-fashioned record player and should be fine." Kayson said.
"If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, the cost of buying chicken and chicken should be lower."
"Hey... is there anything else?"
"Not yet... There is still something about the professor learning how to make that kind of dangerous alchemy..." Dumbledore said, and he suddenly realized that he had not settled the accounts with Kayson and Wither clearly.
"... Farewell."
Kayson, who fled back to Alchemy office, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the red-glow crystal ball button on the desk and pressed it.
Neville flew in slowly on a broomstick. The gift for Harry had been sent out in advance.
After all, I don't know how long it will take to bind the glasses this time. If I don't give them away at that time, I may not have the chance to give them away.
This time Neville brought a different topic.
"Ron's wand was picked up from his elder's wand. He has trouble using it. I want to give it to him... um... how should I help him?"
Kayson sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. "It's not just Ron's. I noticed that your wand is also very... old. However, Longbottom family's economic conditions are much stronger than Weasley family's. Would you mind telling me why?"
Neville's hand holding the wand tightened. "This is my mother's wand, I don't want to lose it."
"Condolences."
Neville shook his head in embarrassment. "He is not dead, he just died unconscious in St Mungo's hospital."
"... I can't comfort you about this... what's their reason?"
Neville shook his head. "I don't know."
"If you don't know, just don't know. If you can't remember it, forget it. If you want to make a wand for Ron that matches him... it's very simple."
Kayson A shining book appeared in his hand.
"The magic recorded in this enchantment book is loyalty. You only need to ask Ron to use this enchantment book to enchant his wand... Of course, you can also do it for me. You only need to make a few slight changes in the book."
Neville was really moved when he looked at this enchanted book. "Can I secretly bring his wand over at night?"
Hey!
Neville covered his head. "Professor, why did you hit me?"
"Colin Creevey, who is just in the first grade, was just petrified by Basilisk, in broad daylight. Why do you still want to go out for a night out at night?" Kayson said with hatred.
"Isn't this a life-saving teleportation designed by you?"
"Then you just pray that when he finds you, he kills you with his eyes instead of swallowing you into his stomach with a bloody mouth." Kayson said speechlessly.